Strange Biography of Three Kingdoms

Yuan Xi glanced casually, then turned and went to the next door shop.

The shop next door is indeed a Taoist priest, about 40 years old, with a long beard, sitting by the door basking in the sun.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Yuan Xi standing in front of him, the middle-aged Taoist asked lazily.

"Do you have the talisman paper?"

The middle-aged Taoist flicked his long sleeves, a look of vigilance flashed in his eyes, and said, "What do you want the talisman paper for?"

An inexplicable irritability arose in Yuan Xi's heart, and he suppressed his emotions and said, "Is there any talisman paper?"

The middle-aged Taoist said with a smile: "Of course there are. But most of them are painted, do you need them?"

Yuan Xi hesitated slightly, and said, "Show it to me."

"Okay, come in with me." The middle-aged Taoist gave him another look, got up and entered the house.

The room was quaint, and Yuan Xi walked in, as if he had returned to his own era.

He was watching, when the Taoist turned around and came back, holding a stack of talisman papers in his hand.

"Come on, let's see what kind of talisman you need." The middle-aged Taoist introduced with a smile: "This kind can guarantee wealth and prosperity, this kind is for a bright future, and this kind is to protect you from this year's safety, without any harm. Disaster..."

Yuan Xi heard that he was talking nonsense more and more, so he couldn't help but interrupted: "Is there anyone who killed someone?"

The middle-aged Taoist's expression froze, his eyes narrowed slightly, he put back the talisman paper in his hand, and said, "Little friend, if you don't learn well at a young age, why would you learn to kill?"

Yuan Xi's two lives were not very old, so he didn't care what he shouted.He just said: "It doesn't have to be killing people, it's good for self-defense."

The middle-aged Taoist priest took out a magic talisman from his hand and handed it to him, saying: "This one can keep you safe, it's enough for self-defense."

Yuan Xi was very angry and funny, cultivators could sense each other's aura, the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him was obviously a magic stick, he was not the same person as Dao Ji and Qing Qingxu.There is no basis for monasticism at all.

He shook his head and said, "I don't need this, you can get me some talisman paper, unused talisman paper."

The middle-aged Taoist couldn't help but ask, "Who did my little brother learn from?"

Yuan Xi smiled secretly in his heart, and said: "My master won't let me tell. Do you have a talisman paper? If you don't have it, I'll go to another house."

"Yes." The middle-aged Taoist said as he walked in, "Little brother, who is your master? Maybe I can recognize you if you tell me."

Chapter 904 Wu Daozi

I don't have a master, so I just coax you and make you talk less nonsense.

Yuan Xi just pretended not to see what he said.

The middle-aged Taoist quickly took out a stack of talisman papers, walked up to him, and said flatteringly: "Little brother, tell me who your master is, and I will give you all these talisman papers, how about it?"

Yuan Xi had checked, and although the talisman paper was special, it was very cheap. Where could he be fooled by him, he just took out 100 yuan and handed it to him, "Master won't let me tell you, you'd better give it to me."

The middle-aged Taoist became anxious, quickly retracted his hand, stared at him seriously and said: "Little brother, to tell you the truth, you can tell that you are not an extraordinary person at a glance. To tell you the truth, I am also a person who cultivates Taoism, but Master Kuwu taught me Just tell me what your master's name is, okay?"

If you buy talisman paper, you need to draw talismans. The middle-aged Taoist gets excited just thinking about it.

Yuan Xi asked suspiciously, "Are you really a cultivator?"

At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist priest was certain in his heart that he was a nobleman in front of him, and he could not let him go.

At that moment, Yuan Xi was politely invited to sit down, served with good tea and good things, and boasted about his influence in this place by the way.

He boasted: "In this place of Hong-cheng, everyone has to give me three points of face. I also know Prince Turuk of Wansu."

"Little brother, as long as you introduce me to your master, no one will dare to say anything about you when you walk sideways in Hong-cheng custody."

Yuan Xi laughed and said, "Then do you know Master Shen?"

The face of the middle-aged Taoist changed slightly, and he said: "Of course I know him. Although this person has some abilities, he can't do anything to me. If I ask him for something, he will give me some kindness."

"That's it." Yuan Xi rubbed his chin, "I had an enmity with Master Shen some time ago, so I came here to buy the talisman..."

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The middle-aged Taoist had lived so long, so he didn't know what he was thinking. He gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "As long as your master has the ability, if Master Shen troubles you, I promise to stop you."

Yuan Xi was slightly moved. At this stage, he hadn't stepped into the foundation building realm yet. If he could avoid conflicts with others, it was better not to conflict with others.If the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him is really so capable.It can be used.

"How do you prove that you have such ability?"

"Easy!" The middle-aged Taoist priest looked pale and stretched out his hand to pull him, "Go, enter the room, and I will take you to carefully review my resume over the years."

Yuan Xi quickly retracted his hands behind his back.

The middle-aged Taoist didn't care, and said as he walked, "Listen to the accent, the little brother is also Chinese, right? Hehe, there are a lot of Chinese here."

Yuan Xi was noncommittal. After being here for so many days, the most people he met were Chinese, more than the locals.

The two entered a small room, and the middle-aged Taoist took out an online photo album from the bookshelf, handed it to him and said, "Look, these are photos of me and some people. If you don't know them, you can look them up online." .”

After a pause, he added: "Master Shen also has one, but I don't have a deep friendship with him."

Yuan Xi flipped through it roughly. The others didn't know each other, but Lord Shen still did.As expected, the middle-aged Taoist priest did not lie. Among them was a photo of him and Lord Shen. Judging by his posture, he was not flattering.

Putting the album together, the middle-aged Taoist hurried forward and said anxiously: "By the way, my name is Wu Daozi, and I don't know the name of my little brother Gao?"

"Yuan Xi."

"Yuan Xi?" Wu Daozi murmured, "That's a bad name."

Yuan Xi smiled and said, "How come it's not good?"

Wu Daozi laughed dryly: "Have you read "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", you will know after reading it."

Yuan Xi in the Three Kingdoms didn't have any good results. In their profession, naming is also very important.It's okay to have the same name, but it's not okay to use the name of an ominous person.

Yuan Xi shook his head, changed the subject, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that my master doesn't have any skills?"

Wu Daozi excitedly said: "How can a person who can draw talismans be said to be incapable? He is a master."

Knowing how to draw talismans is a master?

Yuan Xi nodded, drawing a talisman requires a foundation-building realm, and he is truly a master in this era.

He casually took out a brush from one side, and cast a holding spell on the talisman paper.

Wu Daozi stared straight at him. How could the big fart kid in front of him know how to draw spells?Wouldn't it be a bluff?

Yuan Xi put down the brush, feeling a little apprehensive. After all, this was the first time he had drawn a spell, and he had never tried it to see how effective it would be.