low-key warlock

After getting on the bus, Su Chunfeng leaned limply on the back of the chair and closed his eyes slightly.

At this time, he was sweating profusely all over his body, his clothes were soaked, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were blue, and the energy of the five elements in his body was very disordered.So he needs to quickly close his eyes and rest his mind, silently recite the incantation Xinjue, guide some heaven and earth spiritual energy into the body, supplement and repair the symptoms of Qi disorder in the body.

"Chunfeng, why don't you go to the hospital first?" Wang Haifei said worriedly, her eyes were red with tears.

"No, I'm fine."

Wang Haifei took his arm and said distressedly: "Then, then I will take you home."

"Don't worry about me." Su Chunfeng forced a smile, turned his head slightly to look at Wang Haifei, and said pantingly, "Haifei, when you reach Shifeng intersection, you can get off the car and go home by yourself."

"But……"

"It's all right, I'll sleep first." Su Chunfeng smiled, and when he was about to close his eyes, which were barely open, and concentrate on performing spells to relieve his discomfort, he suddenly frowned slightly——At this moment, Just before the bus passed the Yanwu Building, Su Chunfeng saw a middle-aged man with a compass in his hand walking back and forth with a serious expression on the roadside on the east side of the Yanwu Building. Chanting spells.

The master of physiognomy, Shi Linhuan!

What is he doing here?

For a moment, Su Chunfeng's sleepiness disappeared, his eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to be asleep, but he was resting on Wang Haifei's shoulder, squinting at the scene of going backwards and forwards outside the car window, thinking about the purpose of Shi Linhuan coming to No. [-] Middle School .

In less than a minute, when the bus was traveling along Kaixuan Road to the north end of the No. 1 Middle School campus to pick up passengers, Su Chunfeng saw a middle-aged man in his 50s, wearing a plain white short-sleeved shirt. Wearing black trousers, old men's shoes with layered soles, and a pair of sunglasses, he walked slowly and steadily on the sidewalk, pinched his fingers with his left hand, and opened and closed his lips as if he was mumbling something to himself.

Tie Gua fairy Cheng blind.

How did this guy who hardly ever goes out come here?

After thinking for a while, Su Chunfeng suddenly realized: "Yes, there was such a big event on the campus of No. [-] Middle School last week. Those guys who have heard about it will naturally come here to see what is going on. But whatever They have great abilities, and it is too late to come back now.

Because the moment when the magnetic field of the five elements of the heaven and the earth was in disorder has long passed, and since the Nine Palaces Xutian Formation was set up, even Gong Hu didn't dare to break it rashly when he noticed it, so how can he know what kind of formation it is?

The only one who really knows the specific clues of the Nine Palaces Xutian Formation is the master of Kuchen, Xing Jinzhi, but he is already dead.

So now there are no clues left for Shi Linhuan and Cheng Xiazi.

Then find a fart!

That is to say, Cheng Xiazi was able to know the existence of Qian Ming through his old friend Gong Hu.And Qian Ming...Although this guy is a self-taught self-taught half-sword with no mentoring and low level of cultivation, how do you know that this genius didn't learn or realize anything from that fragmented book after his adventures? What wonderful, extraordinary and unknown powerful magic arrays have been produced?Therefore, they couldn't find anything from Qian Ming.

Su Chunfeng is not worried about Qian Ming's safety, because Shi Linhuan is a master of physiognomy, and Cheng Xiazi is a master of fortune-telling, so the techniques used to snatch Qian Ming are useless.

What's more, the two of them are not the kind of despicable and vicious villains.

After thinking about this, Su Chunfeng felt relieved, calmly recited the incantation Xinjue, and cast the spell to guide the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to slowly pass through the air lines of the skin on the surface of the body and enter the meridians...

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The middle section of Gucheng Road in the west of Jinzhou County.

On the west side of the former state-owned ceramics factory, there are several rows of old one-story alleys - in the early years, this place belonged to the rural land outside the city.Only after the ceramics factory was built here, some local employees successively applied for the homestead use certificate, and built houses here, and gradually formed the current West Village of the Ceramics Factory.There are only seventy or eighty households with a population of three hundred or so.

After the closure of the ceramics factory, the place was deserted for two or three years.

However, with the development of the country's economy in these years, the expansion of the city actually included such a small village in the county seat.

With the rise of shops on both sides of Gucheng Road and the completion of several residential areas, the neighborhood of the ceramic factory has become prosperous again.However, compared with the surrounding commercial buildings and residential quarters, this small dilapidated village with a rather neat architectural plan still looks a bit obtrusive.

It's as if a piece of vegetable steamed bread is placed among a large pile of white flour steamed buns.

Usually, except for the residents of the village and some relatives and friends who come to visit their relatives, no one is too lazy to go to the village to have a look.

But there are exceptions—I don’t know when it started, but according to the villagers, it took about three or four years, right?Cheng Xiazi's house, who lives in the most remote corner of the north of the village, often drives cars, or people who look rich or expensive in suits and leather shoes come to visit, and they all come with big bags. Small bags of things—some people walked away with a happy face, some with their heads down, and some were angry and swearing.

Gradually, everyone in the village knew that this blind man who was looked down upon by others and only knew how to tell fortunes turned out to be quite effective in fortune-telling.

In the past, no one believed it, and they were too lazy to believe it, and there was a period of time when they couldn't believe it.

But now...

People can only sigh: "I can't accept it."

It is said that Cheng Xiazi has a nickname called Tie Gua Immortal. Although it is a bit mysterious to say a fortune, he definitely collects a lot of money every time he does a fortune-telling.Moreover, Cheng Xiazi also depends on the time and people when telling fortunes. In short, there are many rules.

The so-called golden mouth and jade words, Cheng Xiazi's score is very big.

Anyway, everyone in the village now knows that Cheng Xiazi is rich, very rich.

Although the house he lives in is as dilapidated as the people in the village, Cheng Xiazi will enjoy it for a while-he hired a handsome daughter-in-law who doesn't know who's family to be a nanny, and comes here early every morning to take care of the cooking and housework. After finishing everything for dinner, the nanny just went back. The monthly salary is 600 yuan!

Speaking of which, there is one more rare thing.

It is said that a thief heard that Cheng Xiazi was rich, so he stepped on it in advance and went to Cheng Xiazi's house in the middle of the night to steal money, but Cheng Xiazi discovered it.The thief was bold, fierce and ruthless, so he just kept on doing nothing, drew out a knife and threatened Cheng Xiazi to pay the money.But Cheng Xiazi calmly talked about the thief's family situation and his recent experiences, and then gave him a fortune-telling and pointed out a clear way... In the end, not only did the ruthless thief not steal the money, I am also grateful to Dade for kowtowing Cheng Xiazi a few times, leaving 20 yuan and [-] cents, and walking away.

It was even more legendary that the thieves couldn't get close to Cheng Xiazi with a knife at that time, because Cheng Xiazi was protected by the gods.If it weren't for Cheng Xiazi's kind heart, the mere little thief might have died there as soon as he entered the door.

In the winter of last year...

There was also a sturdy young man who gave many valuable gifts to Cheng Xiazi, and then led a gang of stalwart young men around several alleys in the West Village of the ceramic factory, shouting: "Let's leave the words here today! Remind everyone, in the future, if anyone dares to provoke Old Immortal Cheng, I, Zhao Shan, will just steal their house!"

The villagers were all shocked.

After all, Cheng Blind has some real skills to make such a tough young man want to protect and be loyal to him like this.

this day.

As the night fell, the dots of stars seemed to be unable to hold back their loneliness. They jumped out of the night sky and peeped at the world.

On the trees planted in the courtyards of every household in the west village of the ceramics factory, the cicadas yelled loudly in this hot weather regardless of the arrival of night.

In the northwest of the village, in the most remote alley because it is not transparent, is the home of Blind Tie Gua Xiancheng—compared with the houses of other households in the village, the area is two rooms larger.Because Cheng Xiazi's elder brother was the director of the ceramics factory, and later his elder brother died of illness, so this house was left to him.

In the small square courtyard, the floor is paved with blue bricks, and there are a large jujube tree with a thickness of a bowl on the east and west sides of the middle, which is the time when the branches and leaves are luxuriant.

At this time, beside the small round stone table that was quite obstructive but never moved in the middle of the courtyard, in addition to the three small stone benches, there was also a bamboo recliner for enjoying the shade.Lying on it was a thin old man with a wretched appearance and sloppy clothes, lazily holding a cigarette stick and puffing away, looking quite enjoying himself.

Tie Gua Immortal Cheng Blind was sitting on a stone bench, with a straight waist, and calmly sipped his tea.

If an outsider came in and sat for a while at this time, he would find a very strange phenomenon - the courtyard of Cheng Xiazi's house was very cool and there were no mosquitoes.

"Your body is almost ready, go back to Xishan County tomorrow." Cheng Xiazi said lightly.

"Hey, are you driving me away?" Gong Hu said unwillingly: "Isn't this too mean? We are old friends after all, so we can't stay here for a while longer?"

Cheng Xiazi frowned and said, "You are here, affecting my business."

"Don't talk to me." Gong Hu seemed to sit up with some difficulty, knocked on the stone bench next to the cigarette pot, picked up the tea on the table and drank a cup, wiped his mouth with his hands like a rascal He said, "You don't tell people's fortunes in summer, so what kind of business is it affecting you? Isn't that the handsome little nanny who told you in private that I don't look like a good person? Hey, old blind man, don't you know?" You have an affair with that little daughter-in-law, so your ears are soft, right?"

Cheng Xiazi raised his hand and poured the remaining half cup of tea on Gong Hu's face accurately, saying, "Shut your stinky mouth!"

"Ouch." Gong Hu wiped the water from his face, and growled angrily with his eyes wide open, "You old blind man dares to pour water on me, just because I'm not feeling well and can't beat you, right?" Right? Spit spat... When I get better, I have to pour shit on your face!"

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