Need for a Guard

Shi Yue looked curious: "Why am I embarrassing you? You are a god. What's so difficult about such a trivial matter as fortune-telling?"

The old Taoist stared straight at him, and said weakly: "Po character, interpreted from a man's point of view, means 'peeling stone skin'. If I count correctly, the benefactor's surname is Shi, and in terms of the literal meaning, he is the benefactor. Peeling your own skin means that you have committed suicide before, and the benefactor is obviously dead, so how can you still be alive? Strange! Strange!"

The old Taoist muttered to himself, and the wrinkles seemed to deepen: "Could it be that I also made mistakes in my calculations? It is true that fortune cannot be fully predicted."

Master, master!

Shi Yue was surprised in Ripple's heart: This old-fashioned bull-nosed old man who pretends to be a ghost can actually figure out that I have committed suicide?Isn't it a feat of suicide that I jumped out of a hundred-story building and jumped down?

It's just that by mistake, through time and space, he just recovered his life.

Shi Yue admired the old Taoist very much, and for a while he was embarrassed to worry about why he pretended to be a man to bluff others, and asked: "Can the old god figure out my future destiny?"

The old Taoist carefully looked into Shi Yue's eyes, as if he could see into the depths of his soul: "The old Taoist really can't fathom the fate of the benefactor!"

Shi Yue was taken aback for a moment: I, this extraterrestrial thing, is indeed a superfluous thing!

The old Taoist said again: "However, the old Taoist can see that many things have changed the direction of travel because of the doping of the benefactor!" After a pause, he said: "Being able to get married with the benefactor is also considered to be destined. I will send the benefactor a gift." I hope you don't dislike it!" After saying that, he ordered Xiao Daotong to take out a very exquisite but ancient brocade box from the cabinet!

Xiao Daotong held the brocade box, glanced at the old Taoist, and muttered in a low voice: "Master, is this...is it possible?" Shi Yue.

Shi Yue held the brocade box, feeling heavy, and said loudly: "Shi Yue accepts the great gift from the old god!"

There was a flash of sharpness in the old Taoist's eyes, and he said: "If the benefactor has time, he should study it carefully, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

Shi Yue remembered all of them in his heart.

The old Taoist yawned, as if he was very tired: "Two benefactors, the old Taoist is a bit sleepy and needs to rest, so let the young disciple give you a ride!"

Seeing that the old Taoist issued an order to drive away guests, Shi Yue walked out of the hut together with Mrs. Ninth, and the little Taoist boy wanted to see him off, but Shi Yue didn't want to go with this ghost, so he kicked him back.

Xiao Daotong saw that the two had gone far, so he ran into the house in a hurry, and questioned the old Taoist: "Senior Sister Youlan, let's just cheat some money, how can you give him the secret treasure of the master?" Don't even discuss it with Sanmao, we've done a terrible job with this deal..." This little Taoist boy was actually called 'Sanmao'!

"Sanmao, what do you know?" The old man snorted and laughed, revealing a mouthful of white and clean teeth, his voice was crisp and clear, like pearls falling on a jade plate, extremely beautiful.

"Why don't I understand?"

Xiao Daotong made a grimace: "Senior Sister Youlan treats me like a child all day long, but I am also a master of empty hands—the head of the empty hall!"

"San Mao is the hall master, San Mao is the king of thieves, okay?" The old Taoist known as You Lan gently tore at the temple with his withered palm, and the face of the old bark was actually torn off. , revealing a glamorous and moving smiling face.

She has a delicate appearance, a flowery smile, smooth and crystal-clear skin, with a faint blush, as delicate as a jade in pink!

Youlan stood up, shaking her shoulders, and the worn Taoist robe fell to the ground, revealing a black warrior uniform, which was tightly attached to her body, outlining a delicate curve, and lightly waving her hair with her hands, indistinctly spreading a message The fragrance of orchids.

"Sister Youlan, you smell so good!" San Mao took a greedy breath.

"Poor mouth! How dare you make fun of Senior Sister?" She rolled her eyes at Xiao Daotong, and then laughed again: "Although Senior Sister's body smells good, it almost hurt Senior Sister, bah... I don't know what the nose of that villain is like." Long? It seems to be smarter than a wolf dog!"

Sanmao took out the silver ticket, looked at it over and over again, with a look of regret on his face: "That guy really has changed his mind, otherwise he could blow up some oily water from the beautiful sister tonight, but senior sister, you are really too, why? Did you give Shimen’s treasure to him without my consent? This deal is really worth the money!”

"Apart from money, can you think of anything else?"

A trace of helplessness flashed in You Lan's eyes: "The master's family has undergone a sudden change, and the traitors are numerous. We snatched back the secret treasure of the master's family, but we were hunted down. If it weren't for the senior sister who is proficient in the art of disguise, I'm afraid we would have been with the master. We have gathered under the Nine Springs!"

Sanmao scratched his scalp, with a confused look on his face: "Senior sister, I naturally knew these things a long time ago, but what does it have to do with you giving the master's secret treasure to that evil person?"

"You stupid!" You Lan patted Sanmao's head angrily: "Senior sister asks you, why did the people in the sect chase and kill the senior sister?"

"Because... because they want to snatch the master's secret treasure."

"Then with the ability of our siblings, although we can hide in Tibet and guard for a while, can we guard for a lifetime?" You Lan followed carefully.

"cannot!"

"Then can we raise our hands and surrender, and give the treasure to those traitors?"

"Of course not! I, Sanmao, was the first to refuse!" Although Sanmao was young, he raised his chest and raised his head, showing an unyielding appearance.

You Lan sighed and said: "Because we can't keep it, and we don't want to be snatched by traitors, so we have no choice but to find a new owner for the secret treasure..."

"So that's it, Senior Sister, you are indeed more cunning than San Mao! This is a typical frame-up."

Sanmao gave a thumbs up and said very proudly: "The villain thought he got some treasure! Don't you know that he fell into the trick of the senior sister, maybe tomorrow morning, the villain will become our scapegoat!"

"Crow's mouth, what nonsense are you talking about?" You Lan said angrily, "If he is dead, who will protect us the secret treasure of the master's sect?"

Sanmao kept a calm face: "Senior sister, look at his arrogant appearance, can he guarantee that he will not die if he is chased and killed by the master? Hmph...I don't think so!"

"Don't be ashamed! The scar is healed and the pain is forgotten? Have you forgotten how miserable you were when you were knocked into the air?" You Lan gave Sanmao a hard look: "I told his fortune, this person is extraordinary, although I can't see what will happen in the future, but it must not be judged by common sense. The two of us, brother and sister, are about to use his strength to wade through this muddy water. "

Sanmao suddenly remembered something, startled and said: "Sister Youlan, you think that big villain won't open the brocade box, right? That's our sect's top secret!"

"The brocade box is invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire. If you don't know how to open it? Even us sisters, can't you open the brocade box?" You Lan showed a charming smile very confidently: "But sister I hope he can surprise us and open the brocade box intact."

"Why? Sister Youlan, you are talking more and more strangely today." San Mao shook her head repeatedly.

"You big idiot, why don't you use your brain?" You Lan almost went crazy: "As long as that brocade box can be opened, we can learn the master's unique skills above. At that time, will we still be afraid of those traitors?"

"That's right! Sister, you are so smart!" San Mao gave a thumbs up and flattered her without hesitation.

"Don't put a high hat on your sister!" You Lan couldn't laugh or cry.

Sanmao raised her head again, thinking: "When I grow up, I must be as smart and beautiful as my senior sister..."

You Lan interrupted San Mao's fantasy with a wave of her hand, and said expectantly: "Junior Brother, do you think Senior Sister is pretty?"

"Then how is it beautiful?" Sanmao raised her two thumbs up high and said brightly, "That's quite beautiful!"

You Lan was overjoyed, and asked again: "Then, who is more beautiful, compared to the beautiful sister who told the fortune just now?"

"This... this..." Sanmao scratched her scalp and smiled sarcastically, "Each has its own merits, but they all have the same beauty."

"Stop playing tricks on me!" You Lan twisted Sanmao's ears, threateningly said, "Tell me the truth, otherwise, you will know how powerful I am..."

"Don't! Can't I say it's okay?" Sanmao coughed lightly: "Now you two are so beautiful, but if sister Youlan can get rid of the pimples on her forehead, she must be more beautiful and more beautiful than that sister just now. charming!"

"Ah? I have acne again! Where is it? Where is it?" You Lan was so anxious that she was about to cry, she let go of San Mao, and went to the bronze mirror to check carefully, San Mao made a grimace, and ran away .

Youlan stared at the mirror for a long time, but she didn't find any pimples, so she knew she had been fooled, and ran to the door angrily, "Smelly Sanmao, you have nothing to eat tonight!"

Sanmao's laughter came from far away: "Sister Youlan who loves smug beauty..."

Seeing Xiao Daotong running farther and farther, You Lan hurriedly asked, "It's so late, where are you going?"

Sanmao waved his little hand from a distance: "I'll go check out the Xiong's Mansion for my sister!" After a few leaps, he disappeared at the top of the mountain like a monkey.