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Qu Pingyi approached suddenly, and there was no emotion in his voice: "You seem to care about my face?"

Tan Zhao leaned to the side, leaning on the porch pillar and said, "Be confident, remove the seeming, I told you a long time ago that I am a painter."

"You are really not afraid of death."

"Acceptance, acquiescence." Tan Zhao waved his fists perfunctorily, "You should go down the mountain this time, not just to ask me to do something, right?" Seriously, if it wasn't for the wish of the original owner, it would be considered as giving him a hundred thousand. 8000 taels of gold, he will never get involved in the matter of Luohuang Mountain.

Qu Baoyi thought that this person was in the middle of the game, and he was not much different from the trouble of a human form.

Furthermore, this Lord is not someone to get along with, and who knows what the outcome will be until the end.

Qu Pingyi raised his eyes and glanced at the person, then sat down gently. His injury is still not healed, and he forcibly left Luohuang Mountain. Naturally, he felt uncomfortable: "So, you are waiting for me to come to you."

"The words are not so absolute. I was thinking that if you come down the mountain to find me, I will make friends with you. It's as simple as that." Tan Zhao said sincerely.

"Friend?" Qu Pingyi suddenly burst out laughing, leaning back and forth, laughing so much that his internal energy surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

This is too exaggerated, right?

"Is the joke I told funny?"

"It's funny, it's so funny! Didn't you listen to what they said? I'm a wicked son of heaven, the lone star of the evil spirit, and none of the people who approach me will end well. That's it, do you still want to be my friend? ?” The voice was surprisingly cold, but also full of sarcasm, mocking himself and others.

Tan Zhao doesn't really understand Qu Pingyi, and this is only the second side, but he still has a good eye for people. He can't figure out Qu Pingyi's fate, but people: "I think It's not funny at all."

"Oh, really?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Tan Zhao suddenly smiled, nodded and said, "Of course, besides, what's so bad about being a villain of heaven?" He has been in it for several worlds.

System: Yes, your Tiandao father often plays lightning strikes for you~

[Hitting is kissing, scolding is love. ]

Hearing the words by force, Qu suffocated for breath, and almost coughed up blood again.

Tan Zhao's fallacies, speaking of them, are definitely one set: "Even if they are evil sons, they are born by themselves. They are born different, and it is not your fault. If someone says that about you next time, you can say that they even It's not as good as a wicked son of heaven."

"..." For some reason, Qu Gongyi felt that chatting with this person was really tiring and a bit exhausting.

So he decisively changed the subject: "I don't need friends, you can go."

Tan Zhao suddenly clapped his hands, as if waking up from a dream: "By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet after talking for so long. My name is Yu Wenshu. My main job is Feng Shui, and my side job is a painter. Business, please advise me more." After he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing slightly, this profession is quite fashionable.

"Yu Wenshu?"

Tan Zhao replied very loudly, and then dragged the person to eat very familiarly: "Come on, you are injured, drink more chicken soup, although the flavor of this wild restaurant is a bit rough, but it is better The ingredients are fresh and the taste is very good.”

I've never seen such a person before...

Pavilion Master Qu ate at the same table with someone for no reason, and poured a bowl of real chicken soup. It tasted like people said, simple in flavor, but probably in winter, this bowl of chicken soup was hot enough to moisten the inner palace a little.

He put down the bowl and said, "Today is the winter solstice."

"Huh? I actually forgot, so I should eat dumplings today." Tan Zhao then asked Xiao Er to cook two soup dumplings. He asked for three delicacies and vegetarian dumplings, obviously to show consideration for the sick.

"..."

Seeing that the person was silent, Tan Zhao said, "Why don't you speak?"

The dumplings came up quickly, with round white belly, floating in the bowl one by one, and the hot air rendered them extra soft, which had nothing to do with his life in the past 25 years, and even had nothing to do with him, so Qu Gaoyi reached out and touched them The wall of the bowl was so hot that it could almost burn his fingers.

He concealed some emotions, stretched out his hand to push the dumpling bowl away, stood up and said, "I don't have time to play with you to make friends, please leave."

Then he left with light work without giving Yu Wenshu the slightest chance to react.

Tan Zhao bit half of a dumpling: "..."

System: Host, wake up, I don't want to be friends with you.

[Who said this? ]

Tan Zhao's eyes fell on the dumpling bowl pushed to the center of the table, and silently swallowed the other half of the dumpling.

I don't know if it's related to the winter solstice, but the weather outside is getting colder and colder. Even when Tan Zhao went out with the food box, it was already raining heavily outside.

And the closer to Luohuang Mountain, the heavier the rain. Tan Zhao looked up at the sky, slightly lowered the oil-paper umbrella, and identified the direction before stepping into the range of Luohuang Mountain.

Inside the mountain and outside the mountain, there are two worlds. Tan Zhao put away the oil-paper umbrella, lightly dusted off the rainwater on it, and headed towards the mountainside.

[Look, he didn't stop me from entering the mountain. ]

system:……

However, the slap in the face came very quickly. Tan Zhaoyou guessed that the winter solstice was a very special day for Qu Pingyi, but he didn't expect it to be so special.

"That Pavilion Master Qu, if I leave now, can you pretend that I haven't been here?"

"roll!"

Pavilion Master Qu, oh no, it is Pavilion Master Qu who has only three heads now, but perhaps in his childhood state, Tan Zhao can better see the connection between the other party and Luohuang Mountain.

"Well, the mask...is crooked." To be precise, it's too big to hang on. If it falls off, won't he be considered the most beautiful woman in the world?

System: Host, opportunistic tricks are out of the question.

No matter how angry the three-headed Pavilion Master Qu was, he always felt inexplicably fierce and fierce, especially when he was pretending to be old-fashioned, Tan had no fear at all.

After finally fixing the mask, Qu deliberately started to chase people away: "What are you doing here!"

Tan Zhao raised the food box in his hand: "I originally wanted to invite you to drink, but now it seems that I can only invite you to eat dumplings."

... Treating a seriously injured patient to drink?

Tan Zhao immediately understood the other person's eyes, waved his hand and said, "Don't be so serious, if you are not satisfied with this excuse, I still have a hundred or eighty different ones here, which one do you want to hear?"

"..." Probably got smaller, Qu Pingyi was finally annoyed, "Yu Wenshu, what exactly do you want to do!"

After he finished yelling, he heard a soft voice: "I want to make friends with you."

After a while, the three-headed beauties took the food box with some awkwardness, and twisted their voices: "Okay, you can go now."

Tan Zhao: ...why do you feel like forcing a woman from a good family? !

illusion illusion.

"You are going down the mountain today, what business are you going to talk to me about?"

Speaking of this, Qu Pingzhi paused, and said with a condensed voice: "Since you are a Feng Shui master, can you break the situation?"

The most important thing about doing business is to operate with integrity. Tan Zhaoru said: "I'm not very good at it. To be honest, I'm just a half-baked Feng Shui master."

It is too modest for Qu to treat himself as a human being: "I want to ask you to break the fate."

Tan Zhao was surprised: "The game of Luohuangshan?" But this is a man-made Feng Shui game, so it shouldn't be called a game of fate, right?

"No, the matter of Luohuangshan, I will solve it myself, without the intervention of others."

Tan Zhao guessed it was, so he didn't mention how to break the situation in front of people. Of course, he wouldn't break it either.

But obviously, Qu Pingyi is a little crazy, and the other party is obviously very obsessed with dancing on steel points. Although he doesn't know the ins and outs of this matter, as far as the current situation is concerned, the ownership of this acupoint is still unknown.

"Oh, I don't know how to tell fortunes, and fate should not be broken." Dead things can still be split, and the traps on people, can he still split people?

"should?"

Tan Zhao spread his hands: "It means that it has not been broken."

This sounds very unreliable, but unexpectedly, Qu Pingyi still wants to place this order.

"Let's be honest, don't you still value me as a friend?"

The three-headed pavilion master raised Xiao in his hand, as if if I couldn't kill you, you would die with you.

Tan was so scared that he immediately begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, I'll just accompany you on this trip. But Luohuangshan...is it really okay?"

"Hmph! This seat has its own measure."

In the end, the bowl of soup dumplings was eaten before midnight after all, and someone Tan even extravagantly heated it up with internal force. There was no way, the three-headed kid couldn't eat cold food.

**

On the second day, the Guangfeng Jiyue Pavilion Master Qu was born again, and even Tan Zhao didn't understand how a person would become smaller on a specific day.

System: You spend money, I will tell you when you spend money.

[No need, I just came to this world, I'm not in a hurry to die. ]

System: So you also know that you often die.

Luohuang Mountain, Luohuang Mountain, man-made auspicious caves, on the winter solstice, the song becomes smaller on purpose, the so-called lone star of the evil spirit, quite interesting, Tan Zhao recalled these words, and moved out the little donkey that was left in the backyard of the inn .

Qu Pingyi was dressed in Tsing Yi today, and changed into a mask. His whole body was a bit restrained, showing a bit of exile aura. Of course, Tan Zhao attributed this to an illusion, because he said very disgustedly: "You Just ride here?"

Tan Zhao flicked the rein: "Is there a problem?"

"This seat finally believes that you are very short of money."

Hey, talk as long as you speak, and personal attacks are meaningless: "Master Qu's family has a great career, so Yu is naturally incomparable."

After half a stick of incense, Yu quickly abandoned the little donkey, embraced Pavilion Master Qu's lap, got into a luxurious carriage, and enjoyed five-star dining services.

"Let's go, where are we going?"

"The capital."

To be honest, Pavilion Master Qu is really not a good travel companion. In addition, he suffered internal injuries and it was freezing outside. Tan Zhao could only practice painting skills in the carriage. .

System: Host, this is a sketch, it doesn't count.

Tan Zhao didn't bother to pay attention to the system, and scribbled casually. Anyway, the master didn't draw for him, so he just scribbled at will.

"how?"

Pavilion Master Qu closed his eyes very naturally, as if he couldn't see it.

"Why do you hate painters so much?"

"Hate is hate, do you need a reason?"

Tan Zhao thought for a moment, and said, "When you recover from your injury, let's have a fight." Hey, I really want to beat someone up.

"can."

It's a pity that when they arrived in the capital, Qu Pingyi's injury was only half healed, and the two of them stayed in an inn called Baiyulou, a four-story building, and...the Feng Shui bureau was quite good.

From Xiaoer's mouth, Tan Zhao learned that the owner of Baiyulou spent a lot of money to find a Fengshui master to set up the game. The paintings and characters on the wall are all exquisite.

"See what?"

"Good idea. This building is beautifully arranged. It's not like I haven't seen the scene of urging officials and dignitaries, but it's placed in the inn where the guest is like a cloud. I'm afraid this is the first choice to stay in Beijing for the exam."

Qu listened to this intentionally, obviously not surprised: "That's right, the person I'm looking for to break the situation for you lives in this Baiyulou."

"Who?"

Pavilion Master Qu pointed at the door with his slender fingers, and said softly, "This is it."

Tan Zhao looked in the direction he knew, and saw that it was a wet scholar who fell into the river in this cold weather?

The scholar sneezed a few times, and hurriedly asked Xiao Er to bring hot water. After half a stick of incense, he sneezed and went downstairs. Zhao saw that Qu Pingyi threw a chopstick in the past, and the scholar stepped on the chopstick, so he hugged the stairs in embarrassment and did not roll down the stairs.

Tan Zhao: ...What kind of show operation is this?

Seeing this, Xiao Er was still in shock, and said hurriedly: "Guest officer, are you alright?"

The scholar seemed to have gotten used to it, and after calming down for a while, he shook his head and said, "It's all right, it's a small scene, let's go downstairs."

When Xiao Er heard this, he was relieved, but he was too early. He walked down the stairs only three meters away, when he heard a "bang" on the stairs behind him, he turned his head and saw the scholar directly flattening the ground. Fell off and rolled onto a... table of a table of guests.

Tan Zhao: ...This is too wrong, is there anyone worse than him in this world? !