power and color

There are still some days before the opening of the company building and the ribbon-cutting. Anyway, he is also an idler, so he just wandered around.

After leaving the company building, I strolled into the streets and alleys, just walking and watching.

After shopping all morning, when I was tired, I sat down in a small shop and had a rest.

At this time, suddenly a person came up and sat down on the seat beside him.

When Su Zijian saw it, he couldn't help raising his brows, and was moved for a moment.

"What! Don't you know me?" The person who came looked to be in his early fifties and sixties, and the clothes he was wearing were so ordinary that they couldn't be more ordinary.

His hair is sparse and there are not many hairs left, but his face doesn't have many wrinkles, it looks very oily.

The figure of this person is also very ordinary, neither tall nor fat, nor thin.

He is either someone else or the old fortune-teller Su Zijian met in City D. At this time, he was wearing a cloth bag and a pair of glasses on his shoulders. When Su Zijian saw them, he knew that the glasses were just ordinary glass. It's just a mirror, not those reading glasses or something, it looks like it's just for show.

He looked at Su Zijian with a smile on his face. It seemed that he had expected Su Zijian to appear here and was waiting for him here on purpose.

"Stop running?" Su Zijian snorted and said annoyedly.

"Don't run away, why should I run away." The old fortune-teller chuckled, and then shouted: "Boss, come and pay for the tableware, and order some dishes by the way."

Su Zijian picked up the teapot and poured a cup, then put it in front of him and put it down.

The fortune-teller took a sip and drank it, then put down the glass, Su Zijian poured it for him again, and said displeasedly: "Why did you run so fast in City D last time, and I couldn't find you, and it was the same last night."

"Young man, do you know what is the word "the end of time?"

"I don't know." Su Zijian put on a stern face on purpose, but in fact he was secretly happy that the old man found him now, which means that he will not run away for the time being, but he didn't know that he wanted to find him but was anxious to wait for this opportunity .

The old fortune-teller looked at him and smiled: "Why! You still want to fool me." Then pointing at Su Zijian, he said, "You can hide it from me with just that little trick in your heart."

"Since you know I'm looking for you, why do you keep avoiding me?"

"Don't you understand people's language? Didn't you say that the time has come?"

"what about now?"

"Now..." When he said this, the waiter in the shop took the tableware and put it down, and he stopped talking.

"Uncle, what do you want?" the waiter asked while standing aside.

"Half a catty of sweet potato wine from the local area, a plate of peanuts, do you have any beef? If you have any, cut it into half a catty, and then stir-fry a few side dishes." He was not polite at all, as if it was his own home , and Su Zijian is not the same at all.

The waiter quickly brought up the freshly fried tea raw rice and sweet potato wine. The beef is also the beef jerky that has been deep-fried in the store. come up.

Su Zijian poured the wine for him, and then asked: "I had to run last night, why did I think of seeing me today?" The old man couldn't see through it, so he asked this question.

"What do you think?" the old fortune-teller looked at him and asked with a meaningful smile.

"I'll tell you!" Su Zijian chuckled twice: "If I can talk, do I still need to find you?"

The old fortune-teller chuckled: "You boy, it's really interesting."

"What! Don't answer my words."

"What do you want my old man to say?"

"Just tell me the purpose of your trip." Su Zijian is not a fool, and the sudden appearance of this person is obviously not as simple as just coming to have a meal with him.

"I said that you are too anxious. You have to wait for my old man to drink a few sips and let's talk when he is full." He kept stuffing beef jerky into his mouth as he spoke.

Su Zijian was happy, this was what he wanted to hear, and it was also the purpose of his seeking the fortune-teller.

Not long after, a few small dishes were fried, and the fortune-teller ate it with great joy, as if he had never eaten it before.

But Su Zijian didn't think so. For an expert like him, unless he didn't want to eat, he just got a few hands, fortune-telling or something for others, that wouldn't scare people. He couldn't even get it.

Most of the experts are hidden in the market, especially those who practiced in the world. They look ordinary on the surface, but in fact they all hide their secrets. This fortune-telling old man, who showed his tricks last night made Su Zijian Surprised, with his skill, he disappeared in a flash. This is not an ordinary person, even he himself can't do it.

What kind of super advanced function is this?

Su Zijian just ate a few mouthfuls casually, and now he is also diligent in cultivation, his lower abdomen is full, and he doesn't feel hungry or anything, but he needs to drink more water, after all, it is emitted from the pores Water, this kind of consumption is also a lot, and it will not work if you don't replenish it.

Watching the old fortune-teller eat so much, he ate all these meals in a short while, as if he was a hungry ghost and hadn't eaten for many days.

"Ah! It's really cool." He stroked his bulging stomach and said cheerfully.

"I'm full from this meal, shouldn't it be time to say something?" Su Zijian kept looking at him, waiting for him to speak.

"Boy! You are too impatient, and you don't even look at this place. Can we say what we want to say here?"

"You mean to find a place to talk about it." Glaring at him, he sneered: "Isn't it because you want to find an opportunity to run away again?"

"Cut! Who do you think my old man is? Will I run away even if I come to the door?" He pointed at Su Zijian and cursed.

"I don't know this anymore. It's not the first time for you. Can I not say that?"

"Fuck you, didn't you say that the time was late?"

"Then find a place to sit down and talk." Su Zijian was a little impatient.

"Hmm! Let's go to the place where my old man lives and talk about things."

Su Zijian paid for the food and drink, and the two of them went out together. He took Su Zijian to a small hotel. This is the kind of small hotel run by a private person in a small alley, and there is nothing in it except a bed. This alone is not bad, although the condition is poor, it is also clean.

There wasn't even a stool in the room, so Su Zijian could only sit on the bed. The old fortune-teller looked at him and asked, "Ask, what do you want to know?"

"You should say it?" Although Su Zijian was very anxious, he calmed down and asked back.

The fortune-teller stared at him for a while, then sighed, "How do you know my old man has something to say?"

"You said this yourself. The time came at the end of the day. Now that you come to see me, the time has come. You don't have nothing to say, do you?"

When the old fortune-teller heard this, a wry smile appeared on his face: "You are very shrewd, you immediately knew from what the old man said that I came to have something to say."

Su Zijian smiled and didn't answer, and thought to himself: It goes without saying.

The old fortune-teller put his hands behind his back, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand: "Bring it."

"What!" Su Zijian looked at him puzzled.

"Didn't someone give you something?" The old man said in a calm voice.

Su Zijian listened to his thoughts, took out the thing that Ye Feng gave to him, and asked in surprise, "This is what you want?"

The old fortune-teller took it over, looked at it under the light for a while, and sighed softly: "Oh! The lost and found, finally returned to our Xiaoyaomen's hands."

Su Zijian was surprised: "Xiaoyaomen!"

The old fortune-teller nodded: "Yes! Do you still remember the old man in the small mountain village?"

Su Zijian nodded, indicating that he still remembered.

"His name is Taoist Xuanxu, and he is the head of our Xiaoyao Sect."

After hearing this, Su Zijian let out a soft sigh.

The fortune-teller went on to say: "My name is Liu Xingzi, and I am also from Xiaoyaomen. Our Xiaoyaomen used to be regarded as a big sect, but later the former head died unexpectedly, which caused the loss of several rare treasures of our Xiaoyaomen. In this world, the two you got last time are also one of them, including the one in your hand now."

"Ah! So this is the treasure of Xiaoyaomen." Su Zijian said with some surprise.

"It is also because these few treasures of the Xiaoyaomen's town gate were left in the world, that the Xiaoyaomen's decline has since fallen. Now, only me and the head brother Xuanxu Taoist are left in our Xiaoyaomen."

These words surprised Su Zijian: "Why did you two confiscate disciples to preach?"

Meteor snorted: "It's easy for you to accept an apprentice. This person's talent and physique are indispensable. Without these natural conditions, even if you pass on the exercises, you will achieve nothing after practicing hard all your life." of."

"So..." Su Zijian said flatly, expressing his understanding.

"This is still secondary. The most important point is that the treasures you got last time were mediocre. If you don't have those things, you can count as having skills. Do you think you can get such powerful energy in a short period of time?"

Su Zijian was a little puzzled: "Could it be that this method is used for Xiaoyaomen's cultivation?"

Meteor shook his head and said, "That's right." Then he explained: "This method is only limited to the next head of the Xiaoyao Sect, so we have to find someone who is talented and physically fit to take over, otherwise Xiaoyaomen will not be extinct in this generation."

"You mean you want me to take over Xiaoyaomen?"

Liu Xingzi smiled and said: "Since you came to that small mountain village, met senior brother Xuanxu, and got the help of that female ghost, do you think it was an accident? It was all arranged by the heavens."

Su Zijian suddenly realized when he heard the words: "It turns out that the old Taoist is here deliberately waiting for me to come to the door."