Great Tang’s Talented Little Landlord

Li Wangyou reached out his hand to take his goldfish charm and put it in his arms again.

Just when I was about to say something, I saw a Little Daoist Priest from Xuan Duguan rushing over and found Li Wangyou in the Peach Garden.

“Good man, Master Yuan Xian is back, Master Sun Xian invites you to come.”

Li Wangyou is overjoyed, and finally waited until Yuan Tiangong returned. He quickly accused the two elders Kong Yingda and Lu Kuan of a crime, and rushed to the elegant room following the Little Daoist Priest.

Half gone, Li Wangyou suddenly remembered that he forgot to ask Kong Yingda to keep it secret.

But think about it, Li Wangyou decided to forget it.

Today I have seen Wang Ziqiao look like abandoning his shoes to those scholars, and he has no much interest in digging holes for Wang clan of Taiyuan.

Wang clan of Taiyuan, the Aristocratic Family gate valve, is too cold. Even if they dig a hole for them to jump, in the end they just throw out a few abandoned children to block the knife, and they can’t hurt their bones, which is meaningless.

We still need to help Li Er get rid of the “Scourge”, only then can we hit the Aristocratic Family sect, Five surnames Seven Clans.

Even for justice, you can also let yourself out of evil.

In the elegant room of Xuandu Guan, Li Wangyou finally met the Legendary Taoist in the early Tang Dynasty, Yuan Tiangong.

Old Daoist is now more than 80 years old, but it looks like a white hair ruddy complexion, red light across the whole face, very mental, and his body is no worse than Sun Simiao.

Li Wangyou couldn’t help but feel a little surprised. This Yuan Tiangong seems to be in such good health. Why did he run out of life essence after only six years?

You know, Sun Simiao lived more than one hundred and forty years!

Although Sun Simiao has excellent medical skills and is proficient in health preservation, Yuan Tiangong seems to be in good health. It is completely invisible that life essence is only six years away.

Li Wangyou was thinking wildly in his mind, while hurriedly stepping forward to pay respect.

“Hu County Li Wangyou, I have met Master Yuan Xian.”

“Small master does not need to be polite.” Yuan Tiangong spoke Sichuan accent, but Li Wangyou listened a little cordially.

After Sun Simiao introduced each other to the two parties, they paid respect and knelt down in the elegant room. Little Daoist Priest sent tea and snacks.

Li Wangyou hadn’t said what he wanted, but he saw Yuan Tiangong staring at his face carefully, the more he looked at the expression on his face, the more surprised.

“Master Yuan, is there anything on my face?” Li Wangyou reached out and touched his face, thinking that something was dirty.

Yuan Tiangong shook his head and replied: “It’s nothing, it’s just that Poor Daoist habitually shows people the face that’s all.”

“Oh? Then I don’t know what my face is. “Although Li Wangyou doesn’t believe in face divination, it’s rare to see Yuan Tiangong, a historical celebrity, and Deity who is said to have met Wu Zetian. He is naturally curious about his face.

For Li Wangyou’s words, Yuan Tiangong hesitated a little.

After looking closely at Li Wangyou’s face for a long time, he was replied unsure: “Poor Daoist can’t understand the face of the small master.”

“What is the meaning of Master Yuan’s words? “Li Wangyou asked.

Yuan Tiangong hesitated, but replied: “Poor Daoist’s words, the small master listens to that’s all, don’t take it seriously. I look at the small master’s face, but the sky is sunken, early to defeat his parents. In addition, even the heart and eyebrows, the fortune is strange, people are often framed and criticized, and the wealth is poor.”

Li Wangyou can’t help but open his mouth, Yuan Tiangong is really amazing!

Is that the case?

Now he has both parents dead, and since he traveled to Great Tang, he has been repeatedly framed and criticized by the villain.

Whether it is Hu County Li Clan or Wang clan of Taiyuan, this is true.

Rather than waiting for Li Wangyou to speak out, he heard Yuan Tiangong say: “I look at the face of a small master, but the life essence is not long, it is easy to get sick, and it seems that it will die.”

Li Wangyou can’t help but froze, the life essence is not long?

Is Te Miaos former owner a life essence? Isnt it a long death? Isn’t he talking about himself?

Is it true that I came to Great Tang and finally got knighted? With the best days before my eyes, I wont live long, right?

When he was upset by Yuan Tiangongs words, he listened to Old Daoist continuing to say: “But looking closely, Poor Daoist can see that the roots of the small master are flat and the road is long. This is clearly It is a sign of longevity. If the eyes of the house of life are clear, Saturn is straight, the forehead is like a river, and the life is like a horse, it is clearly the sign of Extremely Rich.”

Yuan Tiangong shook his head: “Poor Daoist still The first time I saw someone with two life styles in their faces, and on the contrary, Poor Daoist really couldn’t understand the face of the small master, which is really weird!”

Li Wangyou was dull for a long time, and finally came back to his senses.

Yuan Tiangong is this face really so divine? The faces of Nak’s parents who died of poverty were afraid that it was not the owner of this body?

After his soul wears the Great Tang, it replaces the “Li Wangyou” of bad luck. Does this mean defying heaven changing fate?

Extremely Rich, should this be your own? Hehe, now he has been knighted, and various industries in his family are thriving. It seems that Yuan Tiangong is really correct.

He glanced at Yuan Tiangong with a slight guilty conscience, secretly said in one’s heart, his soul wears Great Tang, and the dove occupying the magpie’s nest will not be seen by this Old Daoist, right?

Yuan Tiangong only glanced at him with a deep meaning, and then revealed the matter, not mentioning it again.

Li Wangyou almost sweated on his back. This Yuan Tiangong is indeed the master of metaphysics, and he can see so much just by looking at the face.

He quickly turned off the topic: “Master Yuan, do you live this year? Youngster looks at your white hair ruddy complexion, you are really expert!”

“haha, Poor Daoist this year eight Eleven, the life essence is not much.”

“Where is Master Yuan Xian, your body is better than the youngster and me, and you are a cultivator, and you must live a hundred years.”

Yuan Tiangong smiled and waved his hand: “Poor Daoist knows it clearly. In another six years, the life essence of Poor Daoist will be exhausted.”

His serene words made Li Wangyou stand up. Goose bumps, the cold hair on the arm is about to stand up.

Yuan Tiangong can he really calculate these? What a god! Is this metaphysics really so powerful?

Li Wangyou dared not discuss this with Yuan Tiangong anymore, he hurriedly stated his intentions: “Master Yuan, Daoist Immortal and I are visiting today, but we have something to ask for.”

“Small master, please tell me.”

After Li Wangyou told the Little Daoist Priest who served the crowd in the elegant room to withdraw, he and Sun Simiao came to find his cause, without omission and in detail. Again.

He finally cupped his hands and said to Yuan Tiangong, “This matter is related to the people of Great Tang, whether they can escape the catastrophe of the locust plague, and I also ask Master Yuan Xian to help. After the incident, His Highness must There is a reward. This is also a matter of great merit. Please Master Yuan Xian not to refuse.”

After listening to Li Wangyou, Yuan Tiangong did not speak for a while, just bowed his head and muttered.

Li Wangyou was a little anxious and asked, “Master Yuan, what are your concerns? You don’t have to worry about those Aristocratic family celebrities, His Highness will decide for you.”

Yuan Tiangong Waved his hand: “Small master, Poor Daoist has nothing to worry about. This Luo Tian is dipped, Poor Daoist is naturally willing to be the chief priest and preside over the festival. But you said you want Dao Ancestor to appear and break the locust plague by yourself. Its not a scourge to say, how is this possible? Poor Daoist doesn’t have this ability.”

It turned out to be for this, but Li Wangyou hearing this couldn’t help but laugh, it depends on his ability.