Ambiguous Huadu Ximenqing

On the street, men, women and children kept walking, trying to find someone in such a crowded crowd was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Ximen Qing felt a little bit in his heart. clam down. i^

Walking on the old street, Ximen Qing looked around, frowning, telling himself intuitively that he was being watched!

Suddenly, Ximen Qing saw that under a streetlight, the man in black reappeared, and blended into the crowd in a blink of an eye.Ximen Qing hurriedly chased in the direction of the man in black, rampaging through the crowd, causing a lot of scolding.

"Your mother is so stupid, you are blind"

"Fuck you, don't you have eyes?"

Bang, bang, Ximenqing was furious, without saying a word, he flew forward with a side kick, kicked at the person next to him, turned around, raised his palm and slapped another person.

"Damn it, get out of here!" Ximen Qing knocked down the two of them in an instant, and quickly chased after the man in black.

Passing through the streets, the crowds are getting smaller and smaller. Damn, where are people?Why is it gone?

Standing in an alley with only a few people, Ximen Qing looked around. There was no one in black. Inside the alley, several old men with white beards and glasses were sitting on wooden stools. On the ground, one by one On the white cloth, there are some words of divination.

The breeze blew Ximen Qing's flaxen hair, standing in the alley, Ximen Qing was very vigilant.Damn it, if you are surrounded by this dead end, it will be more dangerous than good, and you will be close to death.Ximen Qing looked at these [-]-year-old old men and walked to a stall that predicted the horoscope.

"Old man, did you see a man in black passing by here just now?"

"Hehe, young man, if you are a fortune-teller, this old man can give you some advice, but if you ask about other things, this old man will not know."

Fortune teller?Damn, is I so superstitious?Man can conquer nature!It's man-made!I don't believe you!

Turning around to leave, Ximen Qing suddenly stopped. i^

"Young man, you must strive for success in everything, don't be reckless, don't be impatient, the old man will look at your face, you are not from this world, you are here through time"

What?Did you see it?so smart?

Ximen Qing was slightly shocked. Could it be that this looks like an ordinary old man, a fortune teller?

How did Ximenqing know that fortune tellers are basically cheats and abductors, and they have a unique ability to read words and deeds. Of course, there are also some masters, but in this alley that doesn't shit, how can those great masters be willing to live here?

"Young man, let's take a test, it will be beneficial without any harm."

Ximen Qing looked at the sixtieth old man, squatted down slightly, "Show me how many women I have"

"Young man, just look at your face. You are a dragon among men." The sixtieth old man looked at Ximen Qing for a moment, and then said slowly, "It's strange, why can't you see your future?"

"Old man, how do you know that I came from time travel?" Ximen Qing wondered, can you really see my origin?

The old man stroked his gray beard, pretending to be deep: "The secret must not be revealed, guess what?"

"Grass, mental illness meets mental illness, two handfuls of stir-fried vegetables, one delicious!"

Ximen Qing listened carefully, and followed the sound. In an inconspicuous place in the alley, a scruffy old man was sitting cross-legged.A Taoist robe was dilapidated, and the exposed skin was covered with plaster. The breeze blew by, and the stench rushed towards him.

"Old man, don't fuck me for business!" The sixtieth old man blew his beard and stared, covered his nose and said angrily, "You're not mentally ill, and you don't know what you're doing when you sit here every day. Yes, I wanted to come out to spend some living expenses, but I met you, a fool, forget it, I'd better go back and push Pai Gow."

The sixtieth old man packed up the stalls, spat lightly at the old Taoist, and stepped away.

Ximen Qing visually inspected the old man, and had a strange feeling, "Damn it, why does he look more and more like Wu Dalang?"Could it be that Wu Dalang was also reincarnated?No more biscuits?Changed career?

"Young man, look at these things like Pindao, they are all good things."

Ximen Qing glanced in front of the old Taoist. On the ground, many rare gadgets were piled up in a mess. Damn, you are so fucking like my rival in love!I see you are awkward!Didn't find the man in black, but met someone so similar to Wu Dalang, damn it, how unlucky it is!

Ximen Qing gritted his teeth and walked up to the old Taoist, and immediately scolded: "Your mother made a comparison, I will get angry when I see you, who the hell do you call mentally ill, do you believe that I have abandoned you?"

"Young people are different, the firepower is fierce." The old Taoist shook his head and sighed, shaking the hairless Buddha dust that had almost fallen off his hands: "Young people, poor Taoists, these things are in your eyes. They are all good things. Lian"

Like, so much like, this fucking is Wu Dalang!

The more Ximen Qing looked at the old way, the more awkward he became. Damn, didn't I just mess up your wife, so you can't blame me, gold threads and jade pillars, a strong woman is afraid of pestering her husband, isn't your wife comfortable too?If you blame yourself, you can't live!

Ximen Qing resisted the urge to beat up the old man, and he made a comparison, and if he came out to play, he would have to pay it back sooner or later, no matter, seeing how embarrassed you are, I will buy you these crap.Looking down at the pile of strange things in front of the old Taoist, Ximen Qing pawed at them for a long time, his eyes lit up, damn, isn't this the "Book of Thaumaturgy" created by Hua Wushuang, a yin girl of the magic way?

nice one!I found a treasure!Ximen Qing looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, old man, how much is this book, let me set a price, I bought it"

"Young man, this book is the secret book in the room. With this book in hand, the world is invincible"

"Don't be so fucking wordy" Ximen Qing hurriedly put the book into his trouser pocket, and smiled openly, "Damn it, with this book in hand, coupled with the wonderful medicine I made myself, I can taste all the beauties in the world!"

Huh?What is this stuff?Ximen Qing saw a very small blood-colored bead among a bunch of weird things, reached out to take it, and looked at it carefully, but he didn't find anything special.Damn it, getting Hua Wushuang's unique knowledge is enough, "Old Daoist, this thing is a gift for me to buy this book"

Pa, Ximen Qing reached out and took out a stack of little red tickets from his pocket and threw them in front of the old Taoist. Holding the beads and humming a little tune, he walked out of the alley.

The old man held the little red ticket and looked at Ximen Qing who was fading away, and said to himself: "Young man, everything is God's will." After finishing speaking, the old man stood up and looked at a corner of the alley, his eyes were like lightning, "Young man, You can't kill him"

The old man's words echoed in the alley, and several other sixty-year-old fortune-tellers scoffed at this. What kind of shit luck did this old man have? Damn, that young man is really fucking rich, and he is so rich. spendthrift!

"Young man, you must know that the mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind!" The old man ignored the expressions of the old men, put away the stalls, dusted off the Buddha's dust, and laughed: "Damn, go shopping, and the poor man has to be smart." "

The alley was empty, and at this moment several sixtieth old men also put away their stalls and left.After a long time, a man in black suddenly appeared in a corner of the alley, and murmured: "That old man is a master, but there is another master who came for me. Could it be Ximen Qing, the bodyguard of Sanpao?"

The man in black pondered for a moment, then jumped up on the spot, flying over the eaves and walls as if walking on the ground.

Damn it, instead of finding the man in black, he found Hua Wushuang's cheat book. Ximen Qing touched the "Book of Thaumaturgy" in his trouser pocket and was so excited that he was dying of excitement.Damn, I don't know where they died.

Ximen Qing was walking idly in the old street, turned a corner, and suddenly saw a group of people surrounded by men whistling and women begging for mercy.

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