"Brother Shen, look, there is a fortune teller in front of you!"
Ni Xiao took Shen Changan's hand and quickly squeezed into the crowd. He looked at Feifei Changbu with interest and said with a crooked smile, "You blind half-immortal, you can do the math for Brother Shen."
Shen Changan was pushed to the stall by her, and he smiled helplessly, "What can I do?"
The first guest in the true sense.
Zhang Zheng's half-closed eyes were half-opened, and he said calmly: "I'm just a destined person here."
"A destined person?" Ni Xiao's eyes widened.
Someone who was watching the excitement explained: "Those under sixteen are destined to be destined. Little girl, you can do the math."
Shen Changan glanced at Zhang Zheng suspiciously, and when he met his scrutinizing gaze, Zhang Zheng stared straight back without any fear.
Ni Xiao hesitated for a while, then sat on the small stool in front of the stall, "Then blind half-immortal, please do the math for me. I just turned thirteen a few days ago."
Zhang Zheng took out the Qiling Smoke with familiarity and brought it close to the center of his eyebrows. The next moment, the Qiling Smoke slowly rose, white mist swirled around the center of his eyebrows, and three words appeared vaguely in the mist, "Seventy-Nine".
Finally found someone with the right qualifications!
Zhang Zheng burst into tears in her heart, her expression remained unchanged, she calmly put away the Qiling Smoke, and squinted her eyes to look at the face like a magic stick.
"Oh, it's happening again." Someone in the crowd exclaimed.
Ni Xiao was also startled by the white smoke. He turned to meet Shen Changan's gaze and raised his eyebrows, which probably meant "It's so magical."
Shen Changan frowned unconsciously, but Ni Xiao failed to receive his signal and leaned forward, staring into Zhang Zheng's eyes.
"Blind half-immortal, what is my fate?"
Zhang Zheng nodded vaguely, with a calm expression, "Little girl, your fate is unpredictable, and you are half blinded by the way of heaven..."
WTF?
The hustle and bustle stopped, and he calmed down, eagerly waiting for the next part of her sentence.
Zhang Zheng dusted off his long and spacious gown and said, "This is favored by Taoist ancestors. We are uniquely blessed by nature. Are you willing to practice Taoism with me?"
The crowd burst into sighs.
There was that grumpy person who waited for a long time for such a sentence and immediately cursed: "It's been a long time since the stinky Taoist priest came to recruit disciples."
"Waste of my time."
"Let's go, let's forget it. My two tiger sons are descended from heaven and cannot be Taoist priests."
Zhang Zheng followed the sound and saw that an aunt was about to leave with a chubby child. The child was about seven or eight years old and had a light red flame pattern between his eyebrows.
By some strange coincidence, Zhang Zheng stood up and stopped the aunt who was about to leave, with kind eyebrows and a slight smile on her lips: "Sister, can I have a fortune telling with your son?"
The aunt was delighted by her title, and she subconsciously agreed cheerfully. Then she thought that this was a stinky Taoist priest, her face collapsed, and she pushed Zhang Zheng away rudely, cursing: "No, no, my second son." Huzi doesn’t become a monk.”
Since everyone was so resistant, Zhang Zheng had no choice but to suppress her regrets and sit back on the broken chair.
Ni Xiao, who had been meditating for a long time, noticed that her movements when stopping the aunt were very fast, as fast as Brother Shen.
Her eyes rolled around habitually. She looked at Zhang Zheng curiously and asked, "Can I learn martial arts as a Taoist priest?"
Shen Changan's expression changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to persuade: "Xiaoxiao, it's not easy to be a Taoist priest."
Ni Xiao raised the tip of her nose at him and argued dissatisfiedly: "I'm not afraid of hardship, and I also want to learn martial arts, but daddy only teaches you, not me."
No matter how coquettish or angry she was, her father never let go.
Shen Chang'an knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he turned his eyes to Zhang Zheng, as fierce as a hawk, he released his inner strength and exerted all his strength to press on Zhang Zheng.
This internal strength was like scratching an itch for Zhang Zheng, so he ignored his threat and looked at Ni Xiao kindly.
"If you follow me and practice Taoism, you can naturally practice martial arts. If you achieve success, you can fly to the sky and escape from the earth."
The sparse crowd watching the excitement burst into laughter again, and this man was not afraid of speaking nonsense.
On the other hand, Shen Changan's stern eyes had already faded away. He put his right hand lightly on his waist and held the sword, looking at Zhang Zheng with fear in his eyes.
Although he dare not say that there is no one in the world who can beat him, he can at least be called one of the best. Under his pressure, this guy's face remained normal and showed no flaws.
unless……
The force is at least two steps above him...
Seeing the little girl's heart racing, she wished she could nod her head and agree immediately.
Zhang Zheng added: "It is difficult to practice Taoism, and there are many people who live a mediocre life. And if you are determined to practice Taoism with me, you will most likely not be able to see your relatives and friends again in the future."
"You have to think carefully."
Is it difficult to see relatives and friends again?
A basin of cold water extinguished Ni Xiao's excitement and made Shen Changan breathe a sigh of relief.
Ni Xiao struggled for a long time, but finally shook her head and refused, got up and left reluctantly, asking her to choose between martial arts and her father, which one was more important.
Seeing the person leave with one step and two turns, Zhang Zheng sighed inwardly. She finally found one, but unfortunately she was unwilling and she couldn't say clearly that this trip was to cultivate immortality with her.
Several onlookers booed repeatedly: "Little Taoist priest, didn't you say you can fly to the sky and escape from the earth? Let everyone see with two tricks!"
Zhang Zheng closed her eyes peacefully, shook her head lightly and said, "No, no, no."
"Exactly, he is a liar, he specializes in deceiving young and ignorant people."
"I think so. If you really have this ability, the queues outside the Taoist temple to be apprentices will be long. There is no need to show off and deceive here!"
"It's gone, it's gone, there's nothing to see."
"That's right, it's better to go to the competition ground and watch the excitement of the competition."
…
Zhang Zheng sat here for half a day, and there were two or three school-age children who came to test, but unfortunately none of them were qualified.
Covering the silent Qi Ling smoke again, Zhang Zheng shook his head and said: "You are not destined to be a person, so I don't count."
After waiting for another hour, the shadow of the long plain cloth on the ground became longer and longer, and the setting sun was as red as blood and was about to set on the towering city wall.
That's all, it seems that no one will come again today.
Zhang Zheng sighed, gathered up a few stalls made of broken wooden boards, and went to a deserted corner. When he came out again, he had nothing in his hands, and his navy blue gown had turned into regular clothes.
She waved her sleeves, walked with her hands behind her hands, and strolled down the street leisurely.
After she left, a round figure sneaked into the corner and slipped out after a while. He looked towards the direction where Zhang Zheng disappeared, with surprise and yearning faintly igniting in his eyes, as bright as a flame between his eyebrows.
"Sister Zhang Zheng, have you found anyone?"
Zhang Zheng shrugged, held out his empty hands, and said helplessly: "We found one, but he is unwilling to follow us."
Hearing this, Zhu Tianshun pursed his lips in anguish, and his already plump lips became thicker.
It was so miserable that Zhang Zheng turned away and looked at the elegantly decorated building not far away. Most of the people coming in and out were men, all wearing brocade clothes and jade crowns, and wearing incense and jade rings.
"Yingzhulou."
Zhang Zheng asked: "What is this place?"
Zhu Tianshun took a look and saw that the people coming in and out were either rich or noble, and he could smell the aroma wafting from several miles away, so he said, "It should be a restaurant that only entertains distinguished guests."
Restaurant?
Zhang Zheng smelled the mixed scent of spices in the air, and could faintly hear the sound of silk and bamboo pipes.
"Sister Zhang Zheng, do you want to go in and have a look?"
Chapter completed!