Young hero, please stay! !

Chapter 47 The old gangster in the world

On the huge ferry outside Xiangyang City, Xie Gou and A Dao were lying on the railing, bored.Although there was a buzz of people outside Xiangyang City under the boat, the two young guys couldn't feel any excitement at all.

Xie Gou held his cheeks with his hands and swung his feet in the air. He sighed and said, "They have been away all day. Boss, when will they come back?"

Adao shook her head. She looked down at the fish on the river that were constantly rising out of the water, and answered the question: "Xie Gou, my father told me that the memory of fish only lasts seven breaths, but why do I feel that they always Are you so happy?"

"Isn't it good to be happy? My eldest sister always said that I was silly and happy all day long, without any other thoughts. I always felt that my eldest sister was scolding me before, but then after I went to Little Saint Xian Manor, I felt that such a day It’s pretty good, just be silly and happy, and just live happily.”

Xie Gou looked at A'dao, who was getting more and more depressed as he went south, and said cautiously: "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Ah Dao shook his head, his dark cheeks showing something untrue: "I just don't know what my parents are like back home."

Xie Gou smiled and said carelessly: "What, are you afraid that your parents will give birth to a younger brother or sister for you while you are not at home?"

Ah Dao pretended to fight, and Xie Gou was so frightened that he jumped off the railing and held his head in his hands.

It happened that this scene was seen by a fortune teller under the boat. Xie Gou immediately raised his head and shouted angrily: "What are you looking at! Be careful, I will hit you!"

As if he felt that he didn't look like a scholar at all, Xie Gou immediately added: "I'm joking! Old uncle, don't pay attention!"

The dusty fortune teller was obviously a little surprised. Looking at this good-hearted little guy, he nodded with satisfaction.

Xie Gou looked at the strange old guy in confusion, not understanding what was going on with the strange look in his eyes just now, but youth had its benefits after all, so he turned around and left the strange old man behind.

The world is big and my boss is the biggest!
The fortune teller who had been strategizing and hiding behind the scenes all his life actually quickened his pace for the first time. He raised his head and looked at the Diaoyutai at the top of Xiangyang City. There was some regret on his face that changed almost every day.

"You said that the most worrying thing in life is that your heart is suffering from medical problems. You want to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai and have peace forever. But in the end, when the bait is released, the 'fish' arrives 20 years too late."

The fortune teller shook his head: "Nothing, nothing!"

After saying that, he walked into Xiangyang City without stopping. He did not stay too much in the prosperous part of the city. Instead, he plunged into the half-ghost city that had been abandoned for a long time. He had opened the fat mountain and dry well for everyone. The old man was lying on the crisp bamboo chair as calmly as ever, holding an exquisite jade pipe in his hand and smoking happily. He seemed to be completely unaware of this fortune teller who was famous for his calculations. He headed straight towards the center of the ghost town.

In the center of the ghost town, there is a water temple left over from the previous dynasty. The temple is huge, but it has been abandoned for a long time. Even the plaque in front of the temple door with the words personally written by the former prime minister is now dilapidated, but inside the temple door there is It's another world, with birds singing, flowers fragrant, clear springs flowing, and it's like a fairyland on earth.

In the Water Temple, the old monk and the old woman who had fought against each other on the river before were sitting on the lotus platform above the lake. The two were sitting on opposite ends. A vivid color slowly rose above the huge lotus platform. Water lilies, water lilies are like tabletops, with the fragrance of tea overflowing from them.

Opposite the old woman sat a young woman covered in white gauze. With a pair of big watery eyes, she looked like she was only twenty-eight years old. She picked up the tea cup with green fingers, gently lifted the veil, and took a sip.

Seeing the woman acting so coyly, the old woman snorted coldly and said mercilessly: "They say that the older you get, the calmer and kinder your face becomes. An old guy who is hundreds of years old is still shameless, but he has a foxy look on his face. It’s really annoying the more you watch it.”

The old woman changed the topic and looked at the old monk sitting between the two women maliciously: "How do you say that? Oh, by the way, the old cucumber is painted green, and he is still pretending to be young despite his age. ah."

The old monk recited Amitabha silently, with a wry smile on his face. He was used to living a miserable life by chanting sutras and reciting the Buddha's name. He always felt that the land of the Buddha was where his heart was at ease. However, he was already one of the most respected people in Buddhism. , but when the old monk faced these two women who had emotional entanglements in the past, he felt for the first time that his practice of Buddhism was still too shallow.

The Water Goddess, whose face was covered with gauze, was not annoyed. Her eyes always fell on the old monk beside her intentionally or unintentionally. Although her expression did not change, her words were still tit for tat.

"Let's not talk about whether it is green or not, but Zhou Mubai, who you have been thinking about for a long time, prefers me."

"What a coincidence, your grandson likes the old lady looking like this."

Two women of similar age but very different looks looked at each other with smiles.Just like when they were both young women in age and appearance, they refused to give in to each other.

"Mr. Sun, is what she said true?" The Water Goddess said with a lovable look on her face.

Monk Changshui put his hands together, shook his head and recited "Amitabha".

The Water Goddess burst into laughter and suddenly stopped acting like a little girl. She raised her beautiful hand and drank all the tea in her hand: "I don't want to be a coward in your Juxu Mountain. How dare you come to me?" Eight hundred miles away from Dongting Lake, do you really think I won’t kill you?”

The Water Goddess smiled sweetly, but she was filled with murderous intent!
The old woman also sneered and said hoarsely: "I think you have been the water god of the four lakes for so long that you have long forgotten how big the world is. Why, you are the official god of the 'Five Mountains and Four Lakes' in the world. You couldn't save your own brother back then, but today you think you can keep me, an old woman?"

"you wanna die!"

The Water Goddess, who had been pricked in her thoughts, finally no longer looked that indifferent. Her hair was flying and her eyes turned aqua blue. The lake water beside her actually floated into the air as if by divine help. Behind him, he transformed into a lifelike giant dragon, swallowing snake letters and staring intently at the tiny old woman beneath him.

The old woman snorted coldly, and gently stroked the head of the baby in her arms with her old palms. The baby, which had been dead for many years, let out a joyful moan, and as it trembled, it was filled with ghostly energy!

The old monk Changshui shook his head and finally said: "If you don't show up, half of Xiangyang City will be torn apart by the two of them. The plan between you and Wang Xie in the past 20 years will really come to nothing." .”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of bamboo poles tapping on the ground. The fortune teller, who had met Xie Gou outside Xiangyang City before, slowly walked into the Water Temple and saw the two men at war with each other. The woman's eyes widened immediately, and she looked like she was not too worried about the excitement. She kept shouting: "Are you two busy? As if I'm not here, you can continue!"

The fortune teller swaggered and sat on the only empty seat. Looking at the frowning old monk, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "It's okay to smile. Why are you crying all day long? If you don't know, you thought I was the one who died." You are keeping your filial piety for me! Two women got into a fight because of your jealousy. How many men in this world have such a good life? Even the high-ranking patriarchs of the three religions don’t have the same sentiments as you!"

The old monk seemed to have long been accustomed to the temperament and temperament of the founder of the Yin-Yang family, and he didn't care at all when he said 'I'm a son'. Instead, he asked softly: "You weren't beaten to death?"

The fortune teller shook his head, and even the two women who were at war with each other just now put away their magical powers and waited for the fortune teller's answer.

"We met, but we didn't start a fight. It's not that I'm very good at fighting. It's because the three of them, the master and the apprentice, are reasonable people. At any age, why should I still fight like a stupid boy just starting out? Where is the one who kills? We are all people of high status. I had a chat with the old man arm in arm and reasoned with each other. How could we possibly start a fight? "

The three of them had expressionless faces, just staring at this strange man who liked to stir up troubles behind the scenes.The fortune teller blinked. Seeing that he could not get through, he could only grin and continue: "The Lord of Sword City is indeed very bad-tempered. He gave me two swords without saying a word when we met. Fortunately, he is of the 'Lamp Holder' lineage." It has long been inseparable from the human world. Even if Jiang Taibai is as generous as he is, he will never hit his master with every sword. Fortunately, in the early years, I left the strongest cause and effect in the human world. Otherwise, you really might as well die in his hands."

After hearing this, the old monk Changshui nodded with satisfaction. This is right. A pure swordsman with a fifteen-story building with a sky-high roof, a lamp-bearer who is not good at fighting but can make the world stable. A Confucian scholar who is only one step away from becoming a saint. Although you, Zou Zi, are the founder of the Yin Yang family, your fighting skills are really not what the three masters and disciples can see.

The fortune teller didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, he put away his cynical look and tapped the bamboo stick in his hand, making a crisp sound.

"The times have changed. The opportunities and luck that have been accumulated for thousands of years in the human world will burst out at the same time in this life. Whether it is the heaven or the underworld, I don't know how many sects and forces' inheritances are waiting for this day in the human world. Coming, we are lucky to be able to face this prosperous age, to be able to see the greatest prosperous age since the great tribulation; it is also our suffering, this time, we don’t know how the fate of the world will be messed up."

Changshui clasped his hands together and recited Amitabha in a low voice.

"Ever since the connection between heaven and earth was severed, the Human Emperor has been in charge of the human world. There has never been a unified situation in China in the past dynasties. Although the position of the Human Emperor has not been succeeded by anyone since Shang Xin, instead, with that ridiculous He calls himself the 'Emperor', but the King of Qin Yingzheng has accomplished unprecedented feats. I think he will not let the throne of the Human Emperor go unused in the future."

"Those hopefuls who have only been attached to the major dynasties since the birth of the world. In previous dynasties, they have been obsessed with competing for the world, hoping to become the founders of creating an immortal dynasty. After being a dog leg for so many years, they finally waited for the world. Yitong, the guys in this circle who claim to 'use the luck of the world as their sword' will definitely now have their hands free to meddle in things that are not of this world."

"As for the only opponents of Great Qin, those grassland barbarians they call will definitely follow the trend south within ten years. They are not orthodox, so naturally they will not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime fate; the demon clan and witches in Nanwuzhou The clan has been at peace for ten thousand years and will inevitably go to war again. The world has just been unified for more than 20 years and will be in chaos again."

The fortune teller, who is the founder of the Yin Yang family, kept telling the people present what he was thinking.

The ghostly old woman didn't seem to care about the family, country, and world that these men were thinking about. She frowned and urged: "Let's get down to business."

The fortune teller was not annoyed. He just raised his head slightly and looked at the sky. He seemed to feel that the sun was a bit dazzling. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to cover it slightly: "The sun is really dazzling. Since no one wants to bear the responsibility of starting the war of the times, then it's up to me." Let’s start first”

"Lie Shan Dry Well, if the 'Fire Emperor' and Zhu Jiuyin reappear in time, it will definitely be interesting."

(End of this chapter)