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He can't see this fate. If he could get out of Africa and enter Europe, he would have changed his fate 800 years ago. How can he still be wasted until now?Tan Zhao put down his chopsticks and gave someone a hand: "Master, are you alright?"

The scholar stood up with human strength, obviously he was used to it, he patted the dust on his body calmly, and said: "Thank you, young master, Xiaosheng is fine."

...Your forehead is swollen, so it's harmless?

Tan Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth, but didn't break the scholar's words: "That's good, you have to be more careful when you walk in the future, young master."

The scholar was about to thank him for his kindness, but suddenly there was a clear voice from beside him, like the ice and snow had just melted, and it was refreshing to hear it: "Tang Yongruo."

Tang Yongruo turned his head in an instant and met a pair of dark eyes. It is not uncommon for Jiang Hu people to wear masks, but it is rare to see such good-looking people wearing masks.Even if he didn't see the face under the mask, he could be sure that this young man would be stunning if he took off the mask.

But Tang Yongruo quickly pulled back his thoughts and asked in doubt: "Your Master, do you know Xiaosheng?"

Qu Pingyi had already taken out a non-golden and jade-like ring pendant from his bosom, put it on the table and pushed it to the middle: "This is yours, isn't it?"

This is a hall where people come and go, Tang Yongruo immediately lowered his voice and said, "Are you sent by Xin Pavilion?"

Then, Tan Zhao watched helplessly as the ring was pushed in front of him, and someone pointed at him and said, "No, he is."

ha?Still have this kind of operation?

Tan Zhao looked at the ring pendant in front of him, and then raised his head to look at Xiao at the other's waist. No matter how they look, they are all made of the same material. Will anyone really believe it?

But it turns out that there are, and Tang Yongruo is one of them.

The person who only listened said in a joyful tone: "You are here. After a few more nights, Xiaosheng is afraid of being choked to death by saliva in his sleep."

... My son, please tell your story.

Now that the token was correct, the three of them immediately moved from the lobby to the box on the second floor. Of course, while going upstairs, a certain scholar surnamed Tang almost knocked on the stairs again. If it wasn't for Tan Zhao's help, the front teeth might have to confess here up.

"Mr. Yu, please sit down."

Hearing that Tan Zhao was seated, there was the sound of the stool legs cracking and breaking from the opposite side. Fortunately, Tang Yongruo was very experienced in dealing with it. This time he steadied himself, raised his head to meet the eyes of the two, and waved his hand: "It's okay." It's okay, it won't kill anyone."

Tan Zhao: ... pretty boy at a loss for words.jpg.

Xiaoer served the tea again, moved the broken stool down with a guilty face, and brought up pastries. Tan Zhao picked up the cloud cake and heard someone say, "Since Mr. Yu came here with the Xuanyu Order , I must have known what Xiaosheng was asking for, and asked my husband to save me."

No, he really doesn't know.Tan Zhao turned his head and looked at a certain pavilion master who was drinking tea and looking at the scenery, and said helplessly: "The matter of fate affects the whole body. I see that the evil spirit is entwined around Mr. Tang's body, but it is not from the inner palace. Those many things just now The incident must be caused by the day after tomorrow, I wonder if you can tell when it started?"

"Mr. is half right. This matter has to start from half a year ago."

Tang Yongruo is very knowledgeable, and his ability to tell stories is naturally not bad. In just a few words, he recounted his experiences half a year ago.But it turned out that Tang Yongruo was from Fujian, and the teachers in Fujian were mediocre. He passed the exam last year, so he decided to go to Beijing to prepare for the exam in advance, but he didn't expect that after leaving Fujian, he started to go crazy... unlucky.

At first, Tang Yongruo thought it was just a coincidence, but later... If he didn't have some drawing skills, he might be sleeping with a beggar now.

"..." Miserable, too miserable.

It's only been half a year, and everyone still has to prepare for the exam, which proves that Tang Yongruo's luck is definitely not low.

"What do you think sir?"

Tan Zhao shook his head honestly: "No, if this feng shui fate is to affect people, it must either move the mansion you live in, or move the yin mansion. The former is unlikely, and the latter, Fujian is not close to here. Going back and forth, I'm afraid you will not be able to catch up with the imperial examination."

Tang Yongruo was obviously not surprised by this: "To be honest, I have consulted with the feng shui master of Cangfeng Building before my birthday, but Xiaosheng doesn't want to miss this exam. Do you have a good plan?"

Tan Zhao looked at Qu Pingyi, and said: "There are also, disaster transfer, that is, a substitute, understand?"

Unexpectedly, Tang Yongruo immediately waved his hand: "No, no, no, this is impossible! Xiaosheng must not make fun of other people's lives. If this is the case, Xiaosheng would rather not."

"...I didn't talk about transferring it to people. Have you ever heard of the technique of disgusting victory? There is no difference between good and bad techniques. It depends on how people use them. Don't worry, Mr. Tang."

Mr. Tang thought about his recent bad luck, and he was really worried.

"Young Master Tang, you don't have to agree immediately. This is the next best thing to do. If you can find the source of the entanglement of the evil spirit, it will naturally be broken." Tan Zhao comforted him. In fact, he was also quite curious about what kind of situation can change a person's spirit transport?

"Then how to find the source?"

Tan Zhao stretched out his hand, and pointed to restrain a trace of Tang Yongruo's evil spirit with his spiritual power, and threw it into the teacup. In an instant, the clear tea soup covered a trace of dark clouds, and this trace of black air circled wildly in the tea soup. After ten breaths, the black air slowly melted away.

"What, what is this?" Tang Yongruo was shocked. He believed in Feng Shui, but he had never seen it before. This is too...

Tan Zhao smiled, and poured the water in the teacup on the ground: "That's why Mr. Tang is drinking cold water and still sticking between his teeth."

Tang Yongruo covered his mouth instantly, he didn't want to!During this period of time, not only did he get cold water between his teeth, he also drank hot water, hot wine, and hot soup!He would even hit stones when he ate, and he hadn't taken the fish gallbladder after eating fish... In the past six months, he has lost a full fifteen catties.

So, he said emotionally: "Please also ask Mr. Yu to save me."

"Good talk, good talk."

Qu deliberately glanced at the person who entered the scene very quickly, without opening his mouth to break his disguise.

It gets dark early in winter, but after chatting for a while, it was completely dark. Tan Zhao asked the waiter to order a table, and very warmly invited Tang Yongruo to eat with him. Tang Yongruo had no choice but to put on a bitter face. should come down.

"If there is anything indecent, please don't take it seriously."

Qu just nodded coldly, while Tan Zhao expressed his indifference with a smile.

However, after a meal, Tang Yongruo found that he ate very comfortably. He didn't get scalded by the soup, didn't eat fish stuck in fishbone, and didn't even choke. The scholar Tang, who couldn't get enough to eat, immediately expressed that he wanted to add more food. He wants to eat three bowls.

"..." Look, the kid was forced.

The food was full, but Tang Yongruo didn't want to leave. If it wasn't for the gentleman's style, he might want to sleep with Mr. Yu.

When Tang Yongruo reluctantly left, Tan Zhao stretched out his hand and hit the door with spiritual power, took out the so-called "Xuanyu Token" from his bosom and played with it: "Is this thing very precious?"

Qu Pingyi leaned on the bed by the window, closed his eyes and rested his mind, only moved his eyelids slightly when he heard the words, and said, "Is this your first day in the rivers and lakes?"

It seems that this little thing is very famous.

Famous things mean trouble. Tan Zhao immediately threw the things into his sleeves: "In this case, keep them well. I'm a poor man. I might sell them for wine someday."

Unexpectedly, Qu threw it back on purpose: "You can try it."

"Just try it, don't regret it." Tan Zhao flicked the black token, which has no tricks on it, but such a special material does not need to be endowed with more things, it is already very unique in itself, "Oh, by the way, how is this Tang book growing up?"

"You don't have eyes yourself, don't you know how to see?"

When Tan Zhao heard this, he felt a little helpless: "I have eyes, but they are too good. Just seeing him is covered with blackness."

"..." Qu turned around intentionally, he refused to answer this question.

Early the next morning, Xiao Er knocked on the door of Tan Zhao's room.

"What's the matter?"

"This son, Mr. Tang, he..."

Tan Zhao followed Xiao Er immediately, and as soon as he entered the room, he smelled a faint smell of blood. When he turned the screen, he saw Tang Yongruo who was bleeding from his nose. Pressing it down, he stretched out his hand and directly sealed the opponent's acupuncture points with spiritual power. After a while, the nosebleed stopped.

"...What's the matter?"

"I got up and knocked on the corner of the bed, hey." He thought he was much better, but he almost died of a nosebleed. If he really died like this, he would die with regret.

Tan Zhao: ...Liangzi is at a loss for words again.jpg.

"It's okay, the nosebleed has stopped." Tan Zhao helped him up, and looked around. This is probably Tang Yongruo's long-term rented room, so the things inside are more or less stained with evil spirits, which cannot harm others. But it will hurt Tang Yongruo himself.

This concept is exactly the opposite of the so-called lone star of the evil spirit.The folks say that the lone star of the evil spirit, restrains the father and the mother against all those who are close to them, because they are surrounded by evil spirits, but because their own lives are hard not to be infected by the evil spirits, they turn back against those close to them.

Coincidence?

Not necessarily, otherwise, with Master Qu's heart, why would he travel thousands of miles to the capital.It's a pity that he doesn't know how to tell fortunes, otherwise, if he does some calculations, he can directly break the game.

Tan Zhao suppressed his thoughts and went to Tang Yongruo after returning to his room to wash up.

"Aren't you waiting for that one?"

Tan Zhao waved his hand: "No, he has something to do." He heard the sound of people leaving late last night, and guessed that he hasn't come back yet.

"That……"

Tang Yongruo was about to speak, but he saw Mr. Yu staring at his bookcase with all his attention. After looking at it for a long time, he turned around and asked him: "What good things are there?"

"It's nothing, just some books and exam exams brought from my hometown."

Tan Zhao pointed to the bookcase: "Can I open it?"

"Sir, please go ahead." Naturally, Tang Yongruo would not refuse.

When he came in for the first time, he felt that the smell of the box was different, and now it was even more obvious when he opened it.

Tang Yongruo was a little surprised: "Is there anything wrong?"

Tan Zhao happened to find out a test basket. Students who have taken the imperial examination know this thing, it is necessary for taking the test, but Fujian is so far away, is it necessary to carry a test basket to Beijing?