The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 227 Liaozhai's Trigram Immortal

"Bai Suzhen!"

Zhang Heng looked at Bai Suzhen for a moment.

Because of his face blindness, he couldn't tell whether Bai Suzhen was pretty or not. He only thought that this person was well dressed. He was wearing a white dress with lotus flowers embroidered on it, just like a snow lotus.

"Sir, come home with me."

With a gentle smile, Bai Suzhen supported Xu Xian's arm.

"I, I have to see my friends later, you go back first."

Xu Xian tried his best to conceal the panic in his eyes.

"Friend, what friend?"

Bai Suzhen took out a handkerchief and wiped Xu Xian's cold sweat: "Look at you, you smell of alcohol and sweat profusely. If you go out like this, you will definitely get sick. You'd better go back with me first, take a shower, change your clothes, and wait until you wake up a bit." go."

"No, I have an appointment with Zhang Wen, and he should come in a while."

Xu Xian was stiff all over, letting Bai Suzhen wipe his sweat like a wooden man.

"Zhang Wen?" Bai Suzhen showed a strange expression: "Zhang Wen died of illness half a month ago, and we still go to mourn the visitor. Are you running into a ghost?"

"Hit a ghost?"

"Maybe."

Xu Xian smiled awkwardly.

He didn't hit ghosts, but he didn't hit ghosts.

This morning when he woke up from his sleep, he found Bai Suzhen lying beside him, naked.

It's okay for a husband and wife not to wear clothes, but what made him terrified was that Bai Suzhen's lower body was actually a snake.

At first he thought he was mistaken.

Stretch out your hand and touch it, it's icy cold, it's really a snake tail, not a human leg.

"Xu Xian, go back with your wife, you've had enough to drink today."

Xu Xian didn't want to leave, but everyone didn't give him this chance.

Pulling and dragging, he was dragged out forcefully, and even more troublesome people said to Bai Suzhen: "Miss Bai, are you able to handle it? If not, let's go two people and bring Xu Xian back to you."

"I can do it, don't bother everyone."

Bai Suzhen put Xu Xian's arm on her shoulder, half hugged and half embraced, and led Xu Xian home.

Watching the backs of the two of them.

The diners in the tavern talked a lot: "Xu Xian really accumulated virtue in his previous life, and he can marry such a good wife in this life."

"Who says it's not? If I have such a wife, I can wake up with a smile in my dreams. It's not like him. I don't know how to be blessed when I am blessed."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Zhang Heng smiled and shook his head.

These are people who can't eat grapes. If they get it and get used to it, grapes are actually the same thing.

Nothing but freshness.

in the afternoon.

Having nothing to do, Zhang Heng wandered around the West Lake.

Board the flower boat, not interested.

Listening to pornographic songs, he read Huang Ting Jing.

Turn left and right, and watch other people playing pitching pots.

It's the kind of game where you throw arrowheads into the pot with your hands five steps away.

If you hit one, give a chicken feather bullock.

If you hit two, give a candied haws.

The highest is three out of three shots, and a big kite half as tall as a person is given.

Zhang Heng played a bit, spent two copper coins, and got a kite.

It's just that he didn't want it, so he gave it to the little girl watching the fun, and the happy little girl jumped up and down.

"Guaxian's calculations are so accurate, he got everything right!"

"Got it, I asked you to do the math a long time ago, but you just don't believe it. If you believed me, your youngest son wouldn't have broken his leg."

wandering around.

Zhang Heng heard two women discussing something under the tree.

At first glance, it seems that a quack warlock has recently come to West Lake, claiming to be the reincarnation of a banished immortal, who can judge bad luck and fortune, and his calculations are very accurate.

"A banished immortal?"

Seeing the admiration of the two, Zhang Heng became interested.

Speaking of which, he knew a lot about reincarnated immortals, not to mention his fourth-generation master Xu Huang, who was born with a jade ax and was recognized as the reincarnated immortal.

Recently, there is also a reincarnated Arhat named Fahai, one has two, and it is not surprising that there are many reincarnated hexagrams.

Of course, think so.

It remains to be determined whether or not the Gua Immortal in the two populations is a reincarnated immortal.

After all, the two of them have mortal wombs with naked eyes, and they hear the wind is rain. No one can say for sure whether they are reincarnated immortals or liars.

"Tianji calculates all the joys and sorrows, gathers and separates and reunites to the front!"

Zhang Heng walked along the path, and soon found Gua Xian in a forest.

how to say.

This Guaxian looked at the sharp-billed monkey's cheeks, not so much like a master, but actually more like a big horse monkey.

However, the cowhide was blowing quite loudly, and it was exhausted, and I don't know if it was a real skill or a nonsense.

"This young man!"

Seeing Zhang Heng approaching, Gua Xian's eyes lit up, and he took the initiative to greet him.

"Sir?"

Zhang Heng was stunned.

Although for the convenience of traveling, he has always dressed up like a noble son.

But his aura and magic power are not covered, as long as he steps into the practice, it should not be difficult to see that he is a monk with magic power.

"Young master, you are in trouble."

Guaxian was startled and said to Zhang Heng: "You know, your seal is dark and your face is troubled. This is a sign of imminent disaster."

"A catastrophe is imminent, are you serious?"

Zhang Heng was a little dumbfounded.

He is full of heaven, and his eyes are full of spirit. Whoever sees him will say that he is full of energy, and where did the words come from when a disaster is imminent.

"Of course I'm serious, it depends on whether you believe it or not."

Guaxian said with a serious face: "If you believe it, I have a method that can help you escape bad luck, but this method requires gold and silver to make the dojo, at least 1000 taels, you see."

"1000 taels!"

Zhang Heng was speechless.

Hearing this number, he knew he had encountered a liar.

Why, because in his capacity, how could he get 1000 taels.

If Gua Xian really knows how to deduce, it shouldn't be that he doesn't know who he is.

He couldn't say one, two, three, naturally there was only one possibility, that is, this person had no essence, and he relied on tricks and abductions, and he could deceive anyone.

As for whether anyone was fooled.

Of course there are still some. If you don’t believe me, look at lottery tickets. Buying lottery tickets is like playing rock-paper-scissors. If you lose, give me two dollars.

Some people even believe in lottery tickets, but there is nothing that people don't believe in.

"Money is something outside of the body, and this Guaxian doesn't take it very seriously."

"How about this, you and I are so destined, 100 taels, how about I help you solve the disaster?"

Seeing that Zhang Heng refused to take the money for a long time, Guaxian also began to change his mouth: "I don't want your money, but use your money to do your business. I will be very embarrassed if you do this."

"No money."

Zhang Heng refused without thinking.

"You are stingy with this little money, don't regret it!"

Seeing that Zhang Heng didn't intend to pay, Guaxian's attitude became cold and happy: "I said you are short-lived, but I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, go home and wait. Within three days, you must have a Big catastrophe."

heard.

Zhang Heng seemed to be smiling but not smiling, noncommittal.

night.

A strong wind blew outside the inn, and the sound of the wind was like howling ghosts and wolves, which made people shudder.

Unfortunately, Zhang Heng is not an ordinary person.

Hearing that there was a strong wind outside, he was unmoved and continued to read under the lamp.

"My lord, did you sleep well last night?"

Early the next morning.

Guaxian came and asked Zhang Heng straight to the point.

"It's okay, I had a good night's dream, and it's morning when I open my eyes."

Zhang Heng said it very freely.

"is it?"

Guaxian walked away suspiciously.

On the second night, in addition to the strong wind, there were more knocks on the door.

Zhang Heng looked out along the window paper, and saw a black shadow hovering in front of the window, pushing the window with his hands from time to time, as if it might crawl in from outside at any time.

Will Zhang Heng be afraid?

of course not.

So another night passed.

Early in the morning.

Guaxian ran into Zhang Heng again, and asked the same old question: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"It's natural."

Zhang Heng is still calm.

"is it?"

Guaxian was a little confused.

"This sorcerer has a wicked mind!"

Zhang Heng has already guessed Guaxian's routine.

Find a rich man first, and then tell him that it is dangerous.

If he gives money, then everything will be fine.

If he doesn't give it, he invites familiar ghosts to scare him. If he is frightened like this, he will give up in all likelihood.

"Aren't you scared?"

Guaxian was a little unbelievable, and said: "Today is the third day, be careful at night, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Zhang Heng didn't answer.

Third night.

Zhang Heng was meditating when he suddenly heard the sound of a window being opened.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Heng lay down on his side, pretending to be asleep.

Soon.

As the window was opened a gap, a palm-sized puppet came, holding a faint blue silver needle.

jump, jump
The puppet bounced around the bed, watching Zhang Heng's reaction.

Seeing that he was indeed sound asleep, he jumped up from the ground, onto the bed, and raised the silver needle in his hand.

(End of this chapter)