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Hearing the other party's voice, Tianyue couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but finally smiled bitterly and said, "I haven't been able to break through so far, I am basically half a mortal, if the Heavenly Dao wants to be punished, just punish it, as long as Guishan rises, what I do is worth it."

"Haha... It's worth it, you might as well dedicate your soul and be a ghost under my door, which can be regarded as immortality, and you can also protect your disciples, why not? ”

"Why do you want to dream of becoming an immortal, you must know that it is impossible to become an immortal, now the immortal gang is destroyed, the qi of heaven and earth is lacking, and it is impossible for immortals to cross you."

"So what, even if I can't become an immortal, I won't be your ghost soldier, don't be delusional."

Tianyue Daogu looked at the statue of the evil ghost, and couldn't help but shout, it was very different from the previous master.

"Hey, hey... It's useless for you to be angry, as long as you die, I will take away your soul as soon as possible, at that time you don't want to do it, you can't do it, take advantage of the still some yang life, and enjoy the prosperity of the yang world as soon as possible."

The statue of the demon made a series of sounds, and then the sandalwood incense inserted in the incense burner suddenly broke into several pieces.

"Hmph, if you don't accept my incense, then you will never accept it."

Tianyue Daogu looked at the broken incense, couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, and after pulling out a few incense sticks, she turned around and walked out.

In a village around Guishan, at this time, there was an old Taoist who was sitting in the corner of the wall, with a wooden table in front of him, and a bamboo stick holder and a scroll of Taoist scriptures were placed on the wooden table.

This is none other than Li Laodao!

Li Laodao sat there, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was about to fall asleep, and the Taoist robe on his body was still the same as before, without a trace of dust.

"Fortune teller, tell me".

Just when Li Laodao closed his eyes and recuperated, an obese man stepped forward and sat on a wooden bench next to him, with a cigarette in his mouth and a gold chain around his neck, looking like a local tyrant.

"Fat brother, you're still that, I think this eighty percent is a lie."

Behind the fat man, a group of young people in down jackets couldn't help but make fun of them.

"Fuck you, shut up, didn't you see Lao Tzu's fortune telling, show me everything."

Li Laodao opened his eyes slowly, waved his hand and brushed the dust and said, "Immeasurable Tianzun, this donor asks for a signature or a word measurement?" ”

"Whatever, you're good at that, I'll count that one."

The fat man looked at Li Laodao, and saw that Li Laodao looked calm and clear, as if he had two brushes, and couldn't help but put away the arrogance on his face.

"Let's draw lots then."

Li Laodao was not verbose, shook the bamboo tube twice, and pushed it in front of the fat man.

The fat man took a hard puff of his cigarette, looked at the bamboo sticks with wide eyes, then folded his hands, closed his eyes, muttered two words in his mouth, and then picked up the bamboo tubes and shook them loudly.

Li Laodao sat on the side, watched quietly, and when he heard the bamboo stick fall out, he didn't speak, but picked it up and looked at it.

"Judging from the hexagram, you are seeking wealth, right?"

Li Laodao put the bamboo stick into the bamboo tube and said lightly.

"Yes, it's just asking for money, do you think I can get rich this year?"

"You can get rich, but you have to go to the front of Kameyama to incense after five days, for whatever reason, you must go, and the more people you go, the more you can gather your wealth."

"Kameyama? The more people, the better, why? The fat man was a little puzzled and asked again.

Li Laodao glanced at the fat man, and then said with a smile: "I look at the lottery you just won a few days ago, and the gold chain around your neck was also just bought, right?" ”

"You... How do you know? ”

The fat man's face was stunned, and even the few horses behind him were also surprised.

"Hehe, I not only know that you have won the lottery, but also know that you are ready to marry immediately, and the bride price is 66,000, what's the matter, right?"

"It's... It's amazing, yes, very right...".

"Well, as long as you do what I say, you can gather wealth again, and it won't be long before you can win the lottery again, and at that time, don't forget my old man."

As soon as the fat man heard that he could win the jackpot again, a pair of eyes suddenly widened, and a few younger brothers behind him were also excited.

"Master, you do the math for me, and I will win the lottery too."

"Yes, let me do the math too."

"Get out, stay put, I'm not done yet."

The fat man looked back and glared, and the younger brothers suddenly stopped talking, and then he looked back at Li Laodao.

"How many people are going to go, what things to bring, and ask the master to tell me."

"If you want to get rich, you have to go on the same day, otherwise you won't be able to gather wealth in this life! Also, when you go up the mountain, you should hang white silk on your clothes, so that you can add both wealth and longevity."

Li Laodao looked scheming, which made the fat man frown.

"Old Daoist, this dead person is hanging white silk, you let us bring it, isn't that bad luck?"

The fat man was not stupid, he immediately found out that something was wrong, and couldn't help frowning.

"Have you ever heard that white silk turns into red silk, and you frown on happy occasions?"

"Oh, I see, thank you, thank you......".

Half an hour later, the fat man took a few people away, and then a few more people came to Li Laodao to tell their fortunes, and the other party used the same words to send them away.

In the afternoon, Li Laodao received fifteen guests, and they said exactly the same thing as the fat man, all of whom went up the mountain with white silk. The only difference is that some people hang white silk on the mountain, while others tie it around their waists.

It was getting dark, and Li Laodao sat with Erlang's legs crossed, counting the banknotes in his hand, with a proud face.

"Break your luck in Guishan, see how arrogant you can be."

"Boy, I can only help you with this, and you can do the rest yourself."

Counting the money, Li Laodao got up, returned the wooden table to the shopkeeper behind him, and then took the dust and walked away.

At the foot of Turtle Mountain, there have been more Taoists for no reason in the past few days, and they are all dressed as Taoists, as if they are playing here, and they don't set up stalls, as if they are waiting for someone.

And among these people, Mu Liutian and Zhou Jun are among them, although they are fortune tellers and fortune tellers, they also have a deep friendship with Xiao Yu, so they still have to come and take a trip.

In a small hotel, the sloppy Taoist sat on the bed humming a tune, watching the anti-Japanese drama on TV, his face full of excited expressions.

On the bed beside the sloppy Taoist, there was also a darkened old man, who looked to be in his sixties, with a long beard, and looked a little thin, but very energetic.

"Old man Wu, you brought me here to watch TV?" The long-bearded Taoist said with a face full of displeasure.

"Don't worry, that kid is coming soon, don't you have a good relationship with Xiao Shi, and his grandson doesn't want to see it? If you were really beaten to death by the old Taoist aunt in Guishan, would you go in your heart? ”

"A Taoist should see through life and death, even if he dies, it is also a fate, no wonder others" The long-bearded old man said lightly.

The sloppy Taoist listened, turned his head and pouted, "I can't get used to your pretending to be forced, everything says the number of lives, don't fight for it, even if Ming Shu wants to help you, you can only stare dryly, and return the number of lives!" ”

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