My master is invincible

Chapter 237 Empty Coffin (3)

"Little brother, are you interested in learning Taoism?" Qingxuanzi stared straight at Stutter, as if he was afraid of stammering and disagreeing, and said, "As long as you learn from me, I guarantee that you will be a teacher in three years."

This sudden change made us a little stunned, I stretched out my hand and shook it in front of Qingxuanzi, and said, "Daozhang, what's going on?"

He stared at his stuttering eyes, and said excitedly: "The person whose fortune-telling and face are opposite will either have broken arms and legs, be blind, or even have a short life, but he just has some problems with his vocal cords, which shows that he is God's darling. People are the most suitable for learning Taoism, in the words of our Taoist priests, he has the fate of immortality, and to put it bluntly, this kind of person is not a Taoist priest, it is simply reckless."

After finishing speaking, his breathing became a little short, and the strength in his hands became stronger, "Little brother, how are you? Learn from me, you will be much freer than being an Eight Immortal, and your income will be much higher."

"I'm sorry, Daoist." Stammer smiled apologetically at him, and said, "Ninth Brother led me into the coffin-bearer business, and I don't plan to change jobs anymore. I think the Eight Immortals are very good."

After finishing speaking, he broke free from Qingxuanzi's arm and stood beside me without looking at Qingxuanzi.

"This... this... little brother, don't you think about it?" Qingxuanzi asked unwillingly.

Stuttering shook his head and didn't speak.

"Chen Baxian, tell me a few words for me. This little brother is really suitable for learning Taoism, and he is not affected by the numerology of Taoist priests. He can enjoy the numerology of normal people. It's just a waste of talent to be an eight immortal Already." Qingxuanzi grabbed my arm, his tone was a little bit of prayer.

I thought about it for a while, and what he said was five disadvantages and three disadvantages. I heard people say that all people who learn Taoism can't escape this numerology. I don't know exactly what happened, but since Taoists say so There must be a reason for it, although Qingxuanzi said that stuttering would not be affected by that thing, but I dare not let stuttering take the risk.

So, I said to him: "I'm not in a position to decide this matter, you let stammering decide!"

What I said meant that I rejected Qingxuanzi directly, and my stuttering seemed to understand what I meant. Before Qingxuanzi could speak, he said, "Master Daoist, I just want to be an Eighth Immortal by Brother Nine's side. I have no interest, if you always want to find an apprentice, please find someone else."

Hearing what we said, Qingxuanzi let out a long sigh and said, "That's all, we Taoists pay attention to letting nature take its course. Since you don't want to, Xiaodao can't say anything. However, there is a word that needs to be reminded of you. People of 'Xianyuan' will become Taoist priests sooner or later, this is fate, and no one can change it."

After saying this, Qingxuanzi didn't say anything else, he closed his eyes slightly, and sat aside to meditate, looking like that, he didn't intend to say anything more on this matter.

Stuttering and I looked at each other, smiled bitterly, rejecting people is also a hard job, Qingxuanzi's expression was obviously a little angry, thinking about it, he is the most powerful Taoist priest in our town after all, he opened his mouth to accept disciples, but was rejected, who is left behind? The body will also be angry.

The few of us didn't speak, and the scene was a bit awkward. At this moment, my mobile phone rang, and I took out the mobile phone to see, it was Fatty Guo's phone.

With a sullen face, I pressed the answer button. Before I could speak, Fatty Guo said anxiously, "Brother Nine, I... I, I'm sorry."

"Okay, don't talk about it. I heard your father said about you. Since you are willing to be with Zhang Yuanyuan, you can't say anything as a brother. I just want you to remember that you are a man. Don't worry about it." Kneel down casually." I replied to him.

Fatty Guo smiled embarrassingly, and said, "I know Brother Jiu is not the kind of person with a small belly."

I smiled and asked him how it was going to meet Zhang Yuanyuan's parents.He said: "Don't mention it, her parents think I'm too fat, and let me lose 50 catties before mentioning it."

I was taken aback, and asked in confusion, "What did Zhang Yuanyuan say?"

Fatty Guo sighed and said: "She means the same thing as her parents. She said that she doesn't even have the determination to lose weight. What can I do to love her? Fortunately, as long as I lose 50 pounds of fat, she will marry me. I."

Hearing what he said, I'm so happy. Zhang Yuanyuan's family is also a top-notch family. There are no other requirements. Just let Fatty Guo lose weight, and lose 50 catties of that guy's weight. I guess he is also a fat person.

Afterwards, we exchanged a few words, Fatty Guo asked me where I was, and I said the train station, the ticket to Quyang at 3:50 in the afternoon.The guy didn't say anything, and asked me to wait for him at the train station.

At 3:[-], Fatty Guo appeared at the train station. I don’t know where he bought a train ticket from Hengyang to Quyang. We didn’t have time to chat, so we went straight to the station and got on the train.

Because it was the first lunar month, there were a lot of people on the bus. Fortunately, we had seats. Fatty Guo was unlucky. He bought a standing ticket. We discussed it and planned to take turns sitting for a while.

This train is said to be from Hengyang to Quyang, but in fact it only goes to SJZ. It needs to change trains there to get to Quyang.

Not long after we got on the train, the train started slowly with a long beeping sound. My mind became active as the train started. I called Lao Wang and Liu Weimin and asked them to watch in the town. Don’t let the Eight Immortals Mess with prices.

Originally, I wanted Lao Wang to give a message to my parents, but thinking about running away from home this time, I gave up this idea and began to look around in the train.

Our seat is in the middle. Compared with the two ends of this carriage, it seems less crowded. Sitting opposite me are two men and a woman. The woman is about eighteen or nineteen years old. Yaobi, with a red and tender mouth, but her hairstyle is a bit old-fashioned, two thick and long braids hang down on her chest, a pair of big eyes are staring at her knees shyly, her clothes are a bit old-fashioned, a shredded Plaid winter skirt.

Even so, she is still very beautiful, giving people the feeling of a peasant girl. On the right of her is a young man, about 20 years old, with a relatively burly figure, but there is a trace of incongruity on the young man's face that does not match his age. Vicissitudes.

On her left is a middle-aged man, about forty years old, with a pockmarked face, thin like a monkey, a pair of thief eyes glanced at the girl's chest from time to time, kept swallowing, and occasionally stretched out his hand towards the girl. The girl rubbed her thigh.

The girl seemed to be thinking about something, but she didn't notice the middle-aged man's small movements. I couldn't see it, so I coughed heavily to remind the girl.

Maybe my cough played a role, the girl squeezed towards the young man and said softly, "Brother, let's change places."

(End of this chapter)