All he said was prophecy

After leaving the alley, Liang Quan burned the yellow talisman that had been kept next to him.

The corresponding yellow talisman placed in Yang Guang's place will naturally ignite spontaneously, and Yang Guang should know that he can go looking for people by then.

A few days later, in the middle of the night, Liang Quan randomly picked an alley to go in, and felt the coldness within a few steps.

The Lane God appeared in the depths of the alley.

Liang Quan made a bow, and said softly, "Dare to ask the God of Xiang, what happened to Wang Heng?"

Xiangshen stepped on his feet, stepped on his feet again, bent over to look at him, with a cold breath blowing over his face, "Are you going to take him away?"

Liang Quan tilted his head and looked at Xiangshen seriously, "No, I just asked politely." Wang Heng's crime is not enough to die, and asking is considered an effort.

He imprisoned Zhang Heng but did not kill anyone. He asked Mr. Guo to come here for the sake of authenticity. After all, he did not harm anyone.But it is still a fact that there are many bad marks, and it is not a loss if it falls into the hands of Xiangshen.

Xiangshen smiled and drew a circle in front of Liang Quan's eyes, and the pictures in the circle were revealed.

The running figure is Wang Heng.

In Liang Quan's eyes, Wang Heng's place was like a labyrinth. It was pitch black and his fingers could not be seen. No matter how hard he ran, he couldn't find a way out.People are in it for many days, and it is easy to collapse if you think about it.

"He's about to go out." Xiang Shen said unsatisfactorily.

Liang Quan blinked his eyes, not intending to pay attention to where Wang Heng would come from in the end, and where he would go.He reached out and touched Xiangshen's coir hat, "I wonder if Xiangshen can tell Pindao, where did that hat come from?"

Xiangshen pressed the straw hat, shook his legs vigilantly, "No."

Liang Quan: "..." He didn't actually want it.

"Pindao just felt a familiar atmosphere on it, and he must be from the same family, so he wanted to inquire with Xiangshen, not because he wanted to take something from Xiangshen." Liang Quan said warmly.

Lane gods are not born in nature, but born from the thoughts of countless ordinary people. No one offers sacrifices, no one kneels down to worship, but as long as there are people thinking about them, as long as these ancient traces are still there, they will exist.

This is more comfortable than some orthodox gods, but they can't leave the alley for a long life.

There are gains and losses.

Liang Quan clearly couldn't see Xiangshen's appearance clearly, but he could feel Xiangshen's long legs stepping back and forth, and finally heard a sentence, "I can only take a look."

Liang Quan chuckled, and took the coir hat that Xiangshen handed over, but he didn't expect that as Xiangshen took off the hat, in his feeling, the originally tall and treacherous Xiangshen suddenly turned into a small man with the height of only half a person. appearance.

Xiangshen didn't seem to feel that the vest was off, and threatened fiercely in that hoarse and cold voice, "Just one look, or I'll eat you!"

The coir hat was not much different from ordinary hats, but when Liang Quan touched the brim of the hat, a gentle smile gradually appeared on his face.

Sure enough, he didn't feel wrong, it was really the master's handwriting.

It's rare to be so dragged and owed.

"This coir hat was made by Master Pindao, and the poor should be filial." Liang Quan wiped the coir hat, as if something had been put on it, and then hung it on the back of the lane. finger sticking out.

Liang Quan bowed to the god of the alley, and then slowly walked out of the dark and gloomy alley, his figure was engulfed by the warm sun at the entrance of the alley, and the alley, which ordinary people could not see, returned to dead silence.

Xiang Shen sat down on the wall, leaning against the wall with his long legs, and was about to raise his hand to touch his hat, when he saw a small figure standing upside down on the brim of the hat.

The little white man stood upside down on the brim of the hat, moved his hands and feet lively, and then pinched the big finger extended by Xiangshen. It babbled and gestured several times. stand up.

Xiangshen saw that the villain took out a piece of paper the size of a fingernail, struggled along the brim of the hat, and began to wipe the hat that hadn't been cleaned in decades.

This kind of agility has never been seen since the birth of Xiangshen.

This villain is smaller than the one Liang Quan carried with him, but also more delicate and human-like, with fat hands and feet, making Xiang Shen even more at a loss.

He looked at the little paper figurine nervously, and looked at the little man hanging upside down with cross-eyed eyes, and finally found that his tall body couldn't play with the little man at all. In the blink of an eye, the coir hat turned into the small figure that Liang Quan had just caught a glimpse of inadvertently.

After a while, the giggles of half-grown teenagers sounded from the depths of the alley. Compared with the previous horror, there was a little vitality.

……

On the surface of the river, several magnificent pleasure boats flowed down the river, surrounded by countless small boats, accompanied by elite troops, and the flags fluttering on the bows made all other boats dare not approach, and they all docked or stayed away.

Fortunately, this team did not clear the field, and just sailed past the civilian boat calmly.

Emperor Sui stood by the window, and an attendant behind him said cautiously, "Your Majesty, there is something wrong with the kit." Holding a black-bottomed tray in both hands, his face trembled a little.

The emperor in black brocade robe casually raised the brocade bag, opened the long-held seal, looked at the burnt ashes at the bottom of the brocade bag, raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems that it's time."

"Where is the next place?"

"Your Majesty, it's Jiangdu."

This fleet of ships has attracted attention from the very beginning. After all, it was Emperor Sui who went to Jiangnan for a tour, so how could he hide the attention of everyone?

Half a month later, the fleet docked in Jiangdu and left again two days later.

Jiangdu was the same as before, except that the atmosphere in those two days was a little restless, and it returned to normal after the Sui Emperor's fleet left.There are people coming and going on the street, and the noisy sound is full of life.

There was a little boy who was toddling and fell down in the middle of the road with a slap, his chubby fingers grabbed the clothes of a kid from a rich family in front of him.The rich kid glanced at him, his eyes were indifferent, the boy's parents apologized nervously, and took away the ignorant boy stiffly.

Liang Quan drank the last cup of tea calmly, and thought with a sigh, if this kind of eyesight skill is also useful to him, then it would be a good thing.

The son of the rich family swaggered on the street with two attendants, wandered to the teahouse where Liang Quan was, skipped the steps of the waiter in the teahouse, and walked straight to Liang Quan's table.

Liang Quan silently took out the tea money, but the rich boy suddenly smiled, melting the frost on his face, and his handsome face became lively, "This little Taoist leader is destined for me, why don't you have a drink with me?"

Even though he said so, the two attendants behind him took a sudden step forward, their swords were half exposed, and they looked threatening.

Xiao Er watched helplessly as the rich boy turned his head to him and said with a smile, "A pot of tea." He sighed in his heart for the young Taoist priest, turned around and joyfully went down to make arrangements with the reward.

Drinking tea was not popular in the Sui Dynasty, and it was more popular in the south, but only the upper class in the north began to pay attention to this new thing.Liang Quan once saw Yang Guang making tea by himself in the palace.

But that's not called soaking, it should be called boiling.

Liang Quan watched the rich boy sit down in front of him naturally, "I hit it off with the Taoist leader, and we should exchange names. My nickname is Amo, I don't know the leader..."

Liang Quan brows helplessly, "Amo, what do you mean?"

Yang Guang blinked and said with a smile in his tone, "Connection?"

This was supposed to be the last day of Liang Quan's stay here. The reason why it was delayed until this time was because Liang Quan found out that his master had stayed here for a long time.

That street god is the best proof.

The coir hat looks ordinary, but in fact it conceals Xiang Shen's appearance and adds deterrence and determination. It must have taken a lot of effort.But that old appearance doesn't quite match Xiangshen's original appearance. His master has a bad personality, and even his care is mixed with bad tastes, and he hasn't changed it for decades.

Yang Guang came here, but this was not a place to talk. After a pot of tea, Liang Quan took Yang Guang back to the inn where he stayed.As soon as he entered the inn, the attendants behind Yang Guang spontaneously stood guard outside the house, and the door was also closed.

A white streak flashed from Liang Quan's skirt, and Yang Guang thought he was mistaken. After a while, a villain struggled to climb onto Liang Quan's shoulder, and the paper-headed little black eyeballs met Yang Guang foolishly.

With simple facial features and a flat paper appearance, it looks like a paper figurine.

Liang Quan noticed Yang Guang's expression, looked down at the little paper figurine on his shoulder, reached out and touched the paper head, and said warmly, "Why did you come out?"

Yang Guang raised his eyebrows, but Liang Quan's tone was unprecedentedly gentle.

The little paper figurine hugged Liang Quan's fingers with its small arms, rubbed them lovingly, then jumped off Liang Quan's shoulders, and crawled onto the table in a sex-hucking manner, the little paper figurine hid curiously behind the lamp Probe to Yang Guang.

Yang Guang glanced at Liang Quan, stretched out his hand to pinch the waist of the little paper figurine, examined it carefully, and thought about it seriously, does this paper figurine have a waist?

"Its leg is broken?"

Yang Guang noticed that the feet of the little paper figurine overlapped.

Liang Quan sat down opposite, "Water will grow well."

The little paper figurine didn't seem to reject Yang Guang, and was surrounded by Yang Guang. On the contrary, he crawled out of his palm curiously, and happily climbed onto Yang Guang's clothes, hanging on the accessories and circling around.

Liang Quan slightly frowned, "It likes you very much."

Yang Guang casually let this inhuman thing play around on his body, looked at Liang Quan and said, "Zhang Heng said a lot of bad things about you."

Liang Quan took out the map from the bag, "What does that have to do with the poor?"

His tone was gentle, and he said cold words, "There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a few people worry about it. If the poor are worried, wouldn't they be asking for trouble?"

That tone was like well water in summer, flowing through the cold blade and splashing into the clear puddle.

Yang Guang hooked his lips with a smile that was not a smile, his eyes were full of interest, and his black hair, which was simply tied up with a headband, was loosely messed up a little.

"The river doesn't move in the evening, but the spring flowers are in full bloom. The moon is gone by the waves, and the stars are brought by the tide." While beating time, he recited a poem in the teahouse near the river bank.

It is twilight at this time, but where is the moon and where are the stars?

Yang Guang's eyes were bright and deep, and he looked at Liang Quan without blinking.

There was a little white hidden in the black hair, and the small black eyes were quietly watching the two of them, and a loose strand of hair was wrapped around a paper arm, listening to the conversation ignorantly.

Little paper man: "..." Woo, it's so difficult, I don't understand.