All he said was prophecy

The old man thought it was not the first time he was entangled by them, and his expression was very depressed.

Liang Quan tore off a group of fluffy steamed buns, the old man's technique was very sophisticated, the steamed buns he made were chewy and sweet, much better than the coarse pancakes he ate for several days in the small town of Lantian Mountain last time.

Mr. Guo was still arguing with the servants at the door, but the strange thing was that those servants were staring at him with extremely bad tone, but none of them dared to do anything.

After a stalemate for a long time, the group of people backed away a little, but they didn't leave. Instead, they found a tea shop opposite and sat down, staring angrily.If anyone wants to come to this bun shop to buy things, most of them will be driven away by them.

Liang Quanyuan was also one of them, but it was a pity that he sat with his back to the door, the strong man made several gestures to call people, Liang Quan didn't turn his head.

Mr. Guo sighed and packed up his things. These things were ruined.

"Old man, Pindao wants to buy fifty steamed buns."

A clear voice came from behind, Mr. Guo turned his head and glanced, the young priest sitting in the store was holding the last half of a steamed bun in his hand, and said softly.

Old man Guo shook his head, "Oh, the Taoist priest doesn't have to think about the little old man, you can't eat too much food by yourself, so just throw it away."

Liang Quan took off a small piece unhurriedly, "The old man is wrong, the poor man likes this taste."

Liang Quan insisted on buying it, and Mr. Guo couldn't keep pushing it away, so he put Liang Quan in a clean bag and said, "Did the Taoist priest come from somewhere else?"

"Old man has good eyesight." Liang Quan nodded.

Old man Guo sighed and said, "The little old man has good eyesight. If the Taoist priest is from Jiangdu, he wouldn't come to the little old man." These days, only a few neighbors dared to come to his place, and most of the others were dismissed. The Wang family's servants were driven away.

The prefect of Jiangdu County is an upright person, the Wang family is afraid and dare not make trouble.But the people from the Wang family didn't make trouble, so they just poked at the door, who would dare to come to the door?

Liang Quan counted 25 five baht coins to Mr. Guo, and then asked, "Did Mr. Guo offend his family?"

Mr. Guo sighed and told the story again.

Half a month ago, the only son of the Wang family, a large grain merchant in Jiangdu County, disappeared. Two days later, he suddenly appeared on the street and died suddenly in front of Mr. Guo.

The prefect of Jiangdu inspected the scene of the crime and finally determined that it had nothing to do with Mr. Guo.

But the Wang family didn't believe it, and he didn't dare to fight hard with the prefect of Jiangdu, so he repeatedly made some small tricks to make old man Guo unable to do business.

Liang Quan thoughtfully, looked at the old man and said, "At that time, the old man heard that Mr. Wang mentioned the alley?"

Mr. Guo nodded, "The Wangcheng repeatedly talked about the alley, but also said that he couldn't get out, and then fell straight down."

When Liang Quan returned to the inn, he still had the big bag of steamed buns in his hand. He casually pasted a yellow talisman on the bag, and then put them all in the bag.

If other people know that Liang Quan has developed such a yellow talisman and used it to preserve freshness, they don't know how they will feel.

The next day, Liang Quan touched a few steamed buns for the morning meal, and then took out another yellow talisman, wrote Zhang Heng's birth date on the back in detail, then turned it over and carefully drew the talisman on the front, continuously. After discarding two cards, Liang Quan stopped.

He has been drawing talismans for many years, and until now it is almost impossible to fail. Today, he spent two in a row, either because he was restless, or... it was an early warning.

Liang Quan stopped the brush, closed his eyes and silently recited the scripture Qingjing Lingtai, and then picked up the pen again, and it was written in one stroke, and the talisman fluttered out of the window.

Liang Quan went out with some yellow talismans, and followed the yellow talismans floating in the low sky. These yellow talismans are used to find people. As long as you know the birth date and name, you can do many things.

The yellow talisman went up and down, passers-by seemed to be unable to see it, and passed by the yellow talisman, calm as usual.

Liang Quan looked at the direction where the yellow talisman was going, his face remained unchanged, but he began to feel a little puzzled.That's the place Mr. Guo pointed out yesterday, and the Wang family is nearby.

After a while, Liang Quan watched helplessly as the yellow talisman floated across the wall of Wang's house and disappeared without a trace.

That Zhang Heng is in the Wang family?

This combined the two things Liang Quan wanted to do into one.

Wang family.

A little paper figurine squeezed in through the crack of the door with a “sigh——” and galloped on the gravel road with its little feet. After a few moments of confusion, I pulled it out again, and then it broke.

The little paper figurine looked at the broken foot with its black dotted eyeballs, held the broken foot on its head with both hands, and ran inside, circling the broken foot with one hand and climbing the stone pillar with the other hand, slipperily climbed to the ground. By the window, he got in sideways through the crack of the window.

The thin paper man barely made a sound, standing quietly on the window lattice.

In the side hall, there were two people sitting one at a time, and the standing one was potbellied and sweating profusely.The one who was sitting had a handsome face, with a small goatee and some pockmarks on his face.

Father Wang wiped his sweat, looked at the person sitting and said, "Master Zhang, the puppy... can he really come back to life?" His tone was trembling, but he was afraid of the person sitting there.

The lord Zhang shook his head, "You also know that he has committed a taboo, that Lane God is moody, you prepare the sacrifice, and we will see it tomorrow."

Although he spoke softly, the father Wang who was standing opposite did not dare to neglect.The two said a few more words, and then they sent off Mr. Zhang.

Father Wang sighed, and called the people outside the door in, "Is everything ready?"

"Master, everything is ready, that is..."

"Why don't you hurry up and prepare!" Father Wang yelled angrily, his fat stomach trembled.

"My lord, on the list, I still want, I still need the blood of that old man Guo."

The father of the king hesitated for a moment, and suddenly became ruthless, "Didn't you hear what I said? If you lack something, just make up for it!" His tone became gloomy, and the servant didn't dare to say any more, and hurriedly retreated.

The father of the prince was left standing alone in the side hall, and after a long time he muttered to himself, "I hope Zhang Heng is not lying to me..."

Outside the window, a little paper man slid down the stone pillar, and ran out happily holding his broken leg. When the wind blew, he simply floated up along with the wind, whirled over the wall, and landed on the warm hot palm.

Liang Quan stood at the entrance of the alley, patted the little paper figurine, and said softly, "Broken foot? Good boy, don't be sad, I'll fix it for you right away."

Liang Quan put the little broken foot and the little paper figurine together, drew a talisman on the paper figurine again, and then it recovered again, leaving a small trace and slowly recovering.

The little paper figurine's paper head flattened, and it crawled in along Liang Quan's skirt, and then slid into his inner lining, staying comfortably with Xiaojian.

Liang Quan could hear everything the little paper figurine heard in the side hall.

According to the conversation between the prince and Zhang Heng, Liang Quan had a rough idea of ​​what happened, and the two things really got mixed up.

It's just that Liang Quan once made a fortune teller for Zhang Heng, that this person had a high official fortune and was a little inferior in his later years. Although he was not a high-ranking official with a rich salary, he was not such a vicious person either.

Is the Zhang Heng over there really Zhang Heng?

And that street god...

Liang Quan looked back at the entrance of the alley behind him. There was no movement in the deep alley, standing quietly.

Liang Quan has heard of the alley gods, and it is said that there are alley gods in every alley. They like to sit on the walls, and sometimes they will suddenly appear on the shoulders of people who walk through the alleys, and they like to make trouble.If you offend the Alley God, you will never be able to get out of this endless alley for the rest of your life.

But if Xiangshen knew his name, Xiangshen could easily step on those long feet, walk behind and call, and once he turned around, he would be taken away.

So if you walk alone in the alley late at night, if someone calls your name behind your back, don't look back.

Liang Quan looked up at the sky, and leisurely went back to the inn, but before returning to the inn, he turned to the next door to talk to Mr. Guo, and then went back.

March [-]th, child time.

Mr. Guo was thrown into the depths of the alley with his hands and feet bound. He was surrounded by many things. Candles, paper money, fruits and vegetables were the most common among them. Xue Xue drew several unclear characters.

Father Wang stood not far away and said to Zhang Heng, "Master Zhang, do these, do these have to be true?"

Mr. Guo saw that there was paper money, but there was a layer of gold, silver and jewelry piled underneath, but it couldn't be seen from the outside.

Zhang Heng snorted coldly, "Can you give it a try?"

Father Wang shrank his head, not to mention giving it a try, he didn't even dare to take a look.

Zhang Heng looked up at the moonlight again, and then said to Father Wang, "It's almost there, I will use old man Guo's blood to lure the Lane God out, it will be dangerous, you should be careful later..." He still hadn't said anything After finishing it, the father of the prince grabbed the sleeves and forced a smile, "Can I, can I go outside and hide for a while?"

A trace of disdain flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes, and he nodded.

Father Wang hurriedly ran away.

Zhang Heng stood still in a concave posture.

Zhang Heng continued his concave posture.

Zhang Heng moved.

He drew his knife.

He... cut old man Guo's rope, knocked old man Guo unconscious at the same time, and then threw himself on the layer of gold, silver and jewelry.

"Hahaha, let's go!" With his eyes shining, he was fiddling with the paper money with both hands, trying to dig out the bottom box.

No ghosts and gods can compare to this golden treasure in front of you!

"Do you like gold and silver jewelry?"

"Nonsense, isn't it!"

A finger tapped his shoulder lightly, "Zhang Heng, I have more gold, silver and jewelry here, do you want it?"

Zhang Heng raised his head impatiently, and when he was about to say something, he froze, staring blankly at the shadow on the opposite wall.Under the clear moonlight, the shadow bent down from the wall, the lower body was just flush with the wall, and that strange arc was beyond the reach of human beings.

Dawson's cold and hoarse voice came from above his head, making his scalp tingle.

"Zhang Heng, why don't you turn around?"