Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 431
Ji Xiaohei was angry when he saw someone snatching the way away, and scolded: "You fortune teller, you are in a hurry to report the funeral, why are you stealing our way without making a sound?"

The man turned around but didn't get angry, smiled slightly, and said, "Little brother, you can't say that. How can you say that this Dao belongs to you?"

Fang Jianming didn't pay much attention to him at first, but after hearing what he said, he looked up at him and frowned.This man was holding a streamer in his hand, with the words "Shenyi Shensuan" written on it, and he seemed to be around forty years old.Looking at this person's appearance, Fang Jianming seemed to have seen him there before.

The man shook the flag in his hand, and a bell tied under the flag rang very sweetly. He looked at Fang Jianming and said with a smile: "Brother, we meet again!"

Fang Jianming pondered for a while, then suddenly remembered someone, and said joyfully, "So it's the uncle. No wonder I said that the uncle looks so familiar. Hehe, I didn't expect us to meet again."

Ji Xiaohei was taken aback, and said, "Do you know each other?"

Fang Jianming said: "Of course I do, uncle even told my fortune for free."

Ji Xiaohei pouted, and said, "Fortune-telling? You really believe in charlatans."

The fortune-teller smiled and said: "Fortune is what a sincere person sees. If you believe it, you will succeed. If you don't believe it, you will lose it. Little brother, although you have a dark face, I think after you wash away all the lead, don't you have some fun? As the saying goes It's 'I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, I just live in this mountain'!"

Ji Xiaohei was startled, deliberately made things difficult for him, and said, "Since you know everything, let me ask you, what is my name and where do I come from?"

The fortune teller said: "Fortune tellers are not gods after all, how can they know other people's names? If you ask about the future fortune and future, I can take a look for you, but..."

Ji Xiaohei sneered, "But what?"

The fortune teller said, "Since you don't intend to pay, why should I bother?"

Ji Xiaohei was in a hurry, took out an ingot of silver from his pocket, threw it to the other party, and shouted: "If this ingot is not enough, just ask, I have plenty of silver."

Seeing him so angry, Fang Jianming and Qing Cheng couldn't help laughing.

The fortune-teller weighed the weight and fineness of the silver, and said with a smile, "That's enough, that's enough, the little brother is generous, and the Bodhisattva will bless you. Three, and this psychic animal, let's talk aside, so as not to waste money." Get in the way of others and get scolded."

After speaking, he walked under a big tree beside the road.

Qilinshu "heard" that he also counted himself as one, and didn't mean to look down on it, so he "chizhi" happily.

The three of them, together with the "mouse", arrived under the big tree, Fang Jianming said: "Uncle, my little brother is very naughty, I hope uncle will not be offended."

The fortune-teller said: "It's not surprising, I have never seen such a fortune-teller. Hehe, come on, stand up, let me show you the magic of sackcloth, and take a fancy to you. Believe it or not , we will know later."

Ji Xiaohei hummed, raised his head, and looked into the distance.

The fortune-teller stared at him for a while, frowned slightly, and said, "Okay, I've finished watching it!"

Ji Xiaohei sneered: "How is it? What did you see?"

The fortune-teller's face looked a little weird, and he said slowly: "Please forgive me for speaking bluntly. From my perspective, you are a pampered person. You want wind and rain in the teacher's door. Sudden misfortune came, not long ago you Shimen has encountered a major event related to the future. As a result, your heart has changed, and you are determined to avenge Shimen. However, I also found that your Shimen does not seem to be completely destroyed, and there is still a chance to turn around..."

Ji Xiaohei heard this, and hurriedly called out: "Is there really a chance?"

The fortune teller sighed, and said: "There is an opportunity, but this opportunity should not belong to you, but to someone else. You heard clearly, although your sect may be saved from being destroyed in the end, but you Your elders, and your closest relatives cannot escape this disaster."

Ji Xiaohei was very anxious when he heard this.At this moment, he firmly believed in the fortune-telling words, and he was almost asking for advice: "Sir, is it true that the old man cannot escape this catastrophe? How can the crisis in our sect be resolved? Mr. Wang showed mercy and gave me some advice." Maze!"

The fortune teller shook his head and said, "This is the destiny. When life is poor, how can ordinary people act against the sky? I can't help you, but I can give you four words, you have to think about it carefully."

Ji Xiaohei said: "Those four sentences, please explain clearly, sir."

The fortune teller thought for a while, and read: "'Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and it is difficult to see the opportunity here. If you have a plan and aspiration, you have to look outside'!"

After hearing this, Ji Xiaohei secretly figured out what he said, but he couldn't figure it out.

Seeing Qing Cheng, he became interested, walked up and said with a smile: "Listening to Mr., it seems that the calculation is very accurate, and the monk also wants to ask Mr. to count his life."

The fortune teller glanced at him, and said with a smile: "You don't need to forget it, you can tell at a glance that it is the fate of 'teacher and disciple, long life for a hundred years', even if there is a catastrophe, it can always be saved."

Everyone likes to listen to good words, Qing Cheng smiled happily, secretly marveling in his heart, how does this guy know that he and Fang Jianming are in a master-student relationship?

He was about to take out the money when the fortune teller saw him and said with a smile: "Master, you don't need to spend any more money. I will tell fortunes for monks, and I never charge money."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Fang Jianming, and said: "Brother, I wanted to have a long talk with you here, but because I am involved in mundane affairs, I can't stay for a long time. You are also rushing to the martial arts conference, so we will leave for the time being."

After finishing speaking, he held the banner in his hand for a while, and the bell rang, only to hear him read aloud: "If you don't take the lead, you won't be included in the biographies of famous sages. You are always a wine sage, and you are always a poet. It’s the editorial seminary. Lingering, criticizing the wind and wiping the moon for 40 years. Fortune-telling, fortune-telling!”

Fang Jianming suddenly remembered something, and said to his disappearing figure: "Uncle, didn't you say that the next time we meet, you will definitely give me your name?"

The fortune teller laughed and said, "Don't worry, little brother, you will know yourself soon."

Fang Jianming heard it, and thought to himself: "This is a strange thing to say, I don't know if you and I will meet, how can we know it soon?"

But he didn't take it too seriously. Seeing that Ji Xiaohei was still in deep thought, he pushed him and said, "Little brother, don't think about it. I know you're worried now, but it's human-made. As long as you work hard to save it, I think a lot." Everything can be resolved."

Ji Xiaohei raised his head, two tears fell, and said, "Brother Fang, you don't know, you don't know."

Fang Jianming said: "I don't know what? I asked you to tell me about yourself, but you were ambiguous. If you tell your sad things in detail, maybe I can help a little. "

Ji Xiaohei sighed, and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's go into the school grounds."

The three of them walked hundreds of feet, arrived outside the school grounds, and entered through the north gate.

Because Dafang and the others were invited by the imperial court, they sat down at the school grounds a moment earlier than they did, and they didn't know what the imperial court's intention was.

At this time, the school grounds were full of people and noisy.The three of them first sat under the big banner of Shaolin Temple for a while, the competition was about to start, and then rushed to the No. [-] high platform.The people in the audience were already very familiar with him. Seeing Fang Jianming coming, they all gave way to him, and some even greeted Qing Cheng.

Seeing that the time had come, Luo Zhensheng walked to Taichung and said, "I think everyone has heard the news. It's a pity that Master Mao of the Seven Star Hall gave up this competition because of his health. Therefore, the competition on Channel [-] When the exciting moment comes, please invite Duan Gongzi and Fang Shaoxia to come on stage."

Fang Jianming and Duan Yanzong jumped onto the stage, while Luo Zhensheng retreated.

Because Mao Chengkun canceled the martial arts contest, Fang Jianming and Duan Yanzong fought in advance, so Channel [-] became the first hot spot. As soon as Luo Zhensheng finished speaking, the audience stood full of people, and the crowd lined up far away.Someone stood in the distance, tiptoeing towards the stage.

The other nine high platforms are naturally not as lively as the No. [-] high platform.

Duan Yanzong glanced at Fang Jianming, and said, "Fang Shaoxia, I said that I must compete with you at the martial arts conference, and now it's finally our turn."

Fang Jianming saw that his complexion was very good, and said: "Brother Duan, I also heard about what happened at noon. It was really unexpected, but it is also reasonable. I wonder if Brother Duan needs to rest more?"

Duan Yanzong smiled "haha" and said: "Fang Shaoxia, you are underestimating Duan. How can a mere Mao Chengkun cause harm to me? I don't know if the bet between you and me counts?"

Fang Jianming listened, laughed and said: "A gentleman speaks a lot of words, how can his words not count?"

Duan Yanzong said in a deep voice: "That's good. I am determined to get that thing, and I must take it. Forgive Duan for being rude."

After finishing speaking, his heart sank, and the real strength of the inner family secretly moved his palms, and a gust of wind swept out.Fang Jianming's mind also sank, a lightning split between his palms, and a gust of wind pushed out.

As soon as the two strong winds met, there was a sound of "Peng", and both of them retreated six steps.Duan Yanzong was taken aback, and thought to himself: "Why is his internal strength so profound? Uncle said that my internal strength is rare among the younger generation. I never thought that he would be able to take my palm and maintain an equal share."

Fang Jianming was also secretly surprised. He thought that his skills were so strong that even a master at the level of his uncle might not be able to match his skills.Unexpectedly, Duan Yanzong's internal strength is as deep as his.

After the two exchanged a move, they knew that the other party was the greatest rival in their lives, and neither of them dared to make a move. They stood still, you looked at me, and I looked at you, like two logs.

Time slipped by the fingertips quietly, one cup of tea time passed, and another cup of tea time passed...

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The people in the audience waited for almost a stick of incense, and some people became irritable, complained a few words, and went to another place to look unhappy.

Bursts of applause came from other stages, only stage three was quiet.

The sun slanted on the two of them, and the shadow fell on the stage. As time passed, the shadow moved inch by inch, but the two remained motionless, as if they had become dead.

(End of this chapter)