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One hundred and thirty-six sheets [Strange appearance, strange disease, ghost king now!] (Part 1)

Picture 136 [Strange appearance, strange disease, ghost king appears!] (Part 1)

It’s no wonder that the middle-aged village woman was jealous. Her old business was so hot that she wanted to hire four or five villagers to help maintain order and collect Xie Yi. She was so arrogant.[]

Under the cherry tree in the courtyard, this former professor from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Yanjing University was sitting behind a beautifully carved and exquisite calculation table. There were pens, ink, paper, ink, paper, ink, tortoise shell, copper coins, and the most eye-catching one was the tortoise shell.

This tortoise shell looks extremely ordinary, neither has the ancient aura, the thickness, nor the size is much different from those used by those scammers in the world. However, the upper and lower sides are slippery and bright, and there is a faint flesh-red red color, as clear as beautiful jade, which is very eye-catching.

Zhang Dong had never dealt with people from the prime minister. Those who had seen him in Chu Du were basically scammers, and none of them had real skills, so he was very cautious. He did not release the acquired consciousness to investigate rashly, but watched coldly, looking up and down at the mysterious old man.

Old man was wearing a navy blue long gown, but his head was white, with more black and less white, and his face was very rosy, looking like a person who was less than fifty years old. He was very kind and kind, with a gentle and gentle face, and he spoke softly, but every time he finished speaking, it would make a sound of admiration, showing that he was speaking very accurately.

Zhang Dong had an amazing hearing. Although he was more than ten meters away, he could still hear the old words clearly. He never perfunctorily talked about fortune tellers, let alone the clichés about "father died first after mother". He could clearly explain the experiences of the person asking the divination, the big and small things, the passing years, and the disasters that he encountered in his life. He could even just look at the photos to tell the feng shui of the person asking the divination’s home and how to correctly arrange the Feng shui bureau.

Although some of them are deduced after observing their expressions, they are definitely skilled in real kung fu. Although Zhang Dong does not understand physiognomy, he can also see that old age is not a rat who relies entirely on misleading people.

Near noon, Zhang Dong and the others finally lined up. Nengwu happily sat down on the uncle. I looked at the palm of my hand." After that, he hurriedly reached a fat hand in front of the old man, with his two small eyes full of expectation.

"I'm sorry, this master, I never give my monks a look." Old man smiled and glanced at Nengwu's eyes, gently threw the tortoise shell in his hand and the next one..."

"Slow down."

Zhang Dong patted Nengwu's shoulder and signaled him to get out of the way. He sat in front of the old man with a smile. We are here together. Since you are unwilling to give your monks a picture, let's show me how?"

"you?"

Old Cang smiled, looked at Zhang Dong up and down a few times, and suddenly yawned. Oh, I'm old, I'm so tired. Sorry, I'm going to rest, please come early..."

After saying that, he stood up and turned around and left. The person behind Zhang Dong immediately complained to his classmates, "You are still looking at the eyes at a young age? Old man always has two... Zhong just closed the stall. You see, he left as soon as you come, but it shows that your life is... hard to say."

"Yes, you'd better not come, this is a delay for everyone."

The old rule is that they don’t read fortune tellers every day. These people came to ** Village yesterday and came to queue up early this morning. But before they could even queue up, they all immediately blamed Zhang Dong.

"Cang Lao, Cang Huaguang"

Zhang Dong rushed to catch up with him and suddenly said, "Do you still remember Yuan Zidan from Hong Kong?"

"Hong Kong? Haha..." Old man stopped, turned around and smiled at him. There are not a thousand Hong Kong people here, and there are eight hundred. My old man is always dazzling. How can I remember so much? I want to tell fortunes early... Haha..."

This old guy is worthy of being a turtle shell. He is determined to be a turtle. He pretends to be stupid in front of Zhang Dong. It is blue and sunny, so Zhang Dong really can't act like him.

After all, Zhang Dong has not yet made any real evidence. It is still a speculation whether he has succeeded in Yuan Zidan. If he just acted rashly like this, it would not be in line with the identity of a cultivator and would be detrimental to his nature.

Nengwu was unable to count his fortune, and he immediately showed a look of loss. He walked and complained to Lao Zhang, "You see, it's all you, it made people reluctant to tell fortunes." His relationship with Zhang Dong has made rapid progress, and now he calls Lao Zhang.

"That's because you're a monk."

Zhang Dong glanced at this live treasure and smiled and said that there were actually some fun fortune telling. This old and mysterious person must have ulterior motives. Why don’t we go to his house tonight to see it?" After that, he looked at him and realized it with his eyes.

"Okay, the master taught me to get out of the bardo body. It's not possible for ordinary people to try it today." Nengwu excitedly patted his thighs and went to find his wardrobe. Maybe there were a lot of gold, silver and jewelry hidden inside. Let's do some of them and I will have money to eat fried chicken every day in the future. Hahaha... Well, Lao Zhang, don't worry, when I see his secret, I will tell you." Obviously, he regarded Zhang Dong as a pure martial arts person, and felt very proud.

At this time, Zhang Dong no longer had any doubts about him. If this live treasure was really a person who was interested, he would never say anything that could produce Yin Shen. Isn’t this equivalent to handing over the trump card to the other party?

And after all, I was just a chance meeting. I told others about such a big secret. I just told them again that this is not a childish heart, but a naive heart.

Such people can be friends, and can become friends of life and death

"We will go together tonight, and I can also produce Yin God."

This was the first time that Zhang Dong had told others the secret so happily, even for Wang Liang, Wang Zhan had not been so happy. Moreover, after telling this secret in front of Nengwu, Zhang Dong felt very comfortable. It was so refreshing that he had to hide his things than just thinking about "hiding his shit in front of the front" to do things.

Excessive hiding one's shortcomings is also a kind of depression, which is not conducive to the practice of correct mind. In the "Earth Couple and Dharma Tao", Taoist Couple ranks second, why is it so important? Even a Taoist practitioner must communicate with his or her kind people to vent his or her emotions and desires. This is the original, otherwise he or she will not have to practice it.

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