One person: Reborn as Huangxian, seeking the title of Feng Baobao at the beginning

Chapter 68 Charlatan
  three days later.

Longhu Mountain.

As the day of Luotian Dajiao gets closer, the area around Longhu Mountain becomes more and more lively.

Xu San and Xu Si were walking on the mountain climbing road with Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan.

There were obviously a lot more strangers along the way.

Zhang Chulan followed closely behind Feng Baobao, looking around at those suspected alien beings.

As for Huang Miao, he was still lying lazily on Feng Baobao's shoulder, not interested in the people around him.

"Master Huang, I see there are quite a few strangers coming to Longhu Mountain this time."

"Can you really help me win the championship?"

Zhang Chulan looked at the strangers around him and felt a little frightened. He still didn't know what method Huang Miao planned to use to help him win the championship.

Zhang Chulan looked at the tickets in his hands speechlessly.

"Now all famous mountains and rivers are under the management of the tourism bureau. Even Taoists from other sects have to buy tickets to go up the mountain."

The horizons have naturally improved a lot.

"Don't worry, Mr. Huang is doing the work, just don't worry."

"We were invited to the mountain by the Tianshi Mansion, do we need tickets?"

He never thought that the people he was invited to attend the Luotian Festival would also need to pay. Is this even justified?

The young man has a handsome and fair face and looks about the same age as Zhang Chulan, but he has obvious dark circles under his eyes, which makes him look a little sinister.

However, the girl’s name, photo and other related information were not disclosed.

Although his strength has improved these days, he is no longer a newcomer who has just entered the alien world.

The group of four people almost reached the ticket office and bought a ticket before they were allowed to continue climbing.

Zhang Chulan looked at the young Taoist priest behind him. Judging from his appearance, he did not look like a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain.

"What happened last time should be settled."

The news on the mobile phone was about the last incident, and it focused on commending a girl who acted bravely.

Xu San and Xu Si walked in the front, not paying attention to Huang Miao and Zhang Chulan. Xu San handed the mobile phone in his hand to Xu Si.

He doesn't think that he can become the number one of the younger generation with his own strength.

"I'm not worried about what I'm doing. This time I even called my friends from the national security department."

A lazy voice came from behind several people.

Zhang Chulan and Huang Miao turned around when they heard the sound, and saw a young man wearing Taoist robes walking behind them.

It is obvious that the relevant information about Feng Baobao was deliberately concealed.

Huang Miao gave Zhang Chulan a reassuring look.

Xu Si was smoking, glanced at the news on his phone, and blew out a puff of smoke.

"Wudang, King Ye." The young Taoist priest smiled and made a Taoist greeting to Zhang Chulan.

Without waiting for Zhang Chulan to ask, he directly reported his family name.

Wu-Tang?

Zhang Chulan blinked. Wudang was a sect as famous as the Tianshi Mansion. It seemed that the other party was also a stranger.

And seeing that the Taoist in front of him is so young, he is very likely to be a contestant in this Luotian Dajiao.

Huang Miao also set his sights on Wang Ye. After seeing the lazy temperament on the other party, Huang Miao had already guessed the other party's identity.

In the entire foreign world, there is no one of the younger generation who has such a temperament. Except for the impoverished Wang Ershao from Kyoto, there is no one else.

"I don't know the name of the donor."

Wang Ye looked at Zhang Chulan with a smile. In fact, he already knew Zhang Chulan's identity in his heart. The purpose of his coming to Longhu Mountain to participate in the Luotian Dajiao was to meet Zhang Chulan.

"My name is Zhang Chulan."

It was rare to meet a person of the same age, and they were all strangers. Wang Ye seemed quite approachable, so Zhang Chulan simply chatted with him.

Let's walk towards the Tianshi Mansion together. Wang Ye accidentally looked at the ferret lying on Feng Baobao's shoulder, and asked with a smile: "You came to this Luotian Festival, and you even brought your pet with you."

As he said this, he planned to touch Huang Miao's head. He used to like playing with cats and dogs in Wudang Mountain, and his master often told him about this.

"Little guy, didn't your master tell you to talk less when you go out?"

"Hey~ can you still talk?"

Wang Ye was stunned and looked at the ferret standing in front of him in surprise. This was the first time he saw a talking animal besides parrots.

Wang Ye suddenly became more interested and squatted down to pick it up and study it carefully.

Zhang Chulan was startled by his actions and hurriedly stopped Wang Ye. The king didn't know Huang Miao's strength, but he knew it very well.

If he really offends Mr. Huang, the king will die if he is not careful.

"Wang Ye, don't mess around, don't provoke Mr. Huang."

"This pet name is quite interesting, Mr. Huang?"

"They are of the same generation as me."

Wang Ye said with a smile, not paying attention to Zhang Chulan's advice. It's just a ferret, why should he be careful?
  With his current strength, he is not afraid even if a lion or tiger comes.

However, before his hand touched Huang Miao's head, Huang Miao jumped up from where he was.

bang~
  A sudden blow hit Wang Ye on the head.

"Am I the same generation as you?"

"The young prince is very generous. Even your master Zhou Meng came here and he didn't dare to say this."

"Why are you planning to let Zhou Meng call you Master?"

Zhang Chulan looked at Wang Ye who was stunned and shook his head. If he didn't listen to the old man's words, he would suffer a loss in front of him.

"If you don't touch me, you won't touch me. Why do you beat someone? A pet can be so vicious?"

"Okay, okay, you're a senior, okay."

Wang Ye rubbed his bulging head, looked at the uneasy ferret in front of him, and couldn't help but muttered.

There was no need for him to argue with a pet.

Huang Miao looked at Wang Ye who gave in, then looked at Zhang Chulan beside him, turned around and walked towards Feng Baobao in a bored manner.

At this time, Feng Baobao was squatting in front of an old monk with a shiny face, holding a string of red glass beads in his hand, his eyes shining.

The old monk talked eloquently and kept deceiving Feng Baobao, who was not very smart at all.

"This is a string of crimson colored glaze. After my master fought with the alien fire unicorn here for more than 80,000 rounds, he took out his spiritual crystal and made this string."

"Since I have a destiny with the little girl, I will sell this treasure to you at a cheap price today."

"No 998, no , today only , the donor can take away this string."

Feng Baobao kept nodding his head and his eyes dazzled. Huang Miao curled his lips speechlessly and jumped on Feng Baobao's shoulder again.

"Baby, do you believe that a monk killed the Fire Qilin in the Taoist territory?"

"If you were this old monk, you might as well believe in the bull-nosed guy behind the letter."

"They are both on the same level."

When Feng Baobao heard this, he turned to look at Wang Ye who was walking towards them side by side with Zhang Chulan. After scratching his face and looking Wang Ye up and down, he still asked doubtfully.

"Little Taoist priest, can you also tell fortunes? Are you better than that master?"

Wang Ye heard Huang Miao's words and glanced at the fake monk who was packing up the props.

He looks like a charlatan.

This ferret is actually comparing itself to a charlatan?
  What can I say? At least he is a well-known teacher. Even if he is not very proficient in calculation, he is still better than a charlatan.

"Xiao Dao also knows a little bit about the art of fortune telling. If the donor is willing to give it a try, Xiao Dao can naturally help with the calculation."

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(End of this chapter)