[Comprehensive Martial Arts+Red Mansion] National Master Wushuang

In an inaccessible corner of the West Market, all kinds of sundries can be seen everywhere on the ground. Just one step closer, you can smell a sour smell, which is unbearable. Would love to be one step closer to this.

The setting sun stretched the two figures in the corner extremely long, and the sun was spreading on the ground, and it was already a bit cool at this time.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the corner, and this voice made people tremble all over at this time and place.

"Hero, I have already done what you asked me to do. Now is it time for you to fulfill your promise?" Old Ba Xu bent his waist like a shrimp, with an attitude of awe, not daring to look directly at the standing man. The fortune teller in front of him was shouted by him just now, but it turned out that the voice belonged to him.

Zhen Po played with a piece of broken silver in his hand, and said casually: "You have done a good job. It seems that you have bullied the people a lot on weekdays. Otherwise, why are you acting so realistic?!"

The blue veins at the temples on both sides of Xu Laoba's face were twitching, and he barely showed an ugly smile, "Hero, the villain was confused for a while, and the lard covered his heart. He will definitely not dare to do bad things again in the future. If he dares If I do something bad, I will be struck by lightning and die."

When Mr. Xu said this, he was so sincere that people couldn't bear to doubt him. Zhen Yan just smiled and said jokingly: "If your swearing is useful, maybe you won't have the chance to stand in front of me now. How many lives does it take to survive till now?"

Xu Laoba's face was flushed red, and the tip of his nose was sweating unceasingly, "Well, the hero is right, but this time the villain is definitely from the heart." He panicked and didn't even blink his eyes Even though he was already thinking about how to torture the brat in front of him after he got the antidote, his tone of voice was still very sincere.

"Hey, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that you say you are from the heart, do you have any evidence? Empty words are nothing, how can I trust you?" Zhen Po sighed quietly, as if a little moved.

Seeing that Zhen Po was a little shaken, Mr. Xu hurriedly said: "You can rest assured, I swear by my father and sister, if they do bad things again in the future, they will die as badly as me."

Xu Laoba's words made people feel angry and funny, Zhen Teng laughed so much that he almost bent over, finally stopped his smile and said: "No need, I think it's better for you to take something as evidence?"

"What?" Xu Laoba hurriedly asked, not to mention money at this time, even if he wanted his father, he would give it.

Zhen Yan smiled without saying a word, and stretched his slender fingers towards Xu Laoba's left chest. His palm easily pierced Xu Laoba's chest, and the scarlet blood stuck to his hand. Extraordinarily terrifying and astonishing.

"Your heart." Zhen Po took his hand back and said slowly: "Look, I thought this heart should be black, but I didn't expect it to be red, which is strange. You have harmed the village for so many years. , if I let you go back, it would be like letting a tiger go back to the mountain. You, you should be a good person in your next life."

Zhen Po threw the heart back on Xu Laoba's body in disgust, took out the handkerchief and wiped off the blood on his hand, his figure disappeared like a breeze, leaving only a soft lingering sound in the air.

The next day, Zhen Po still returned to his old position, erected the banner of "The Iron Mouth is Broken", placed the compass, paper and pen on the table, and leisurely went nearby to buy a bowl of small wontons, and another Small packet of peanut candy.

The peddlers in the neighborhood usually look at him with some sympathy, and they haven't opened a business in the past few days, but after what happened yesterday, everyone looks at him with a little more awe now, even that The old man selling small wontons gave him three extra wontons.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhen Po, regardless of the eyes that looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, took out a script book and moved towards the shadow of the stall next door.

"Da da da da da" a series of sounds of horseshoes suddenly sounded not far from the street, Zhen Yan lowered his eyelids slightly, and turned over a page of the book with his fingers. This battle was really not small, fifteen people, fifteen horses, Judging from the sound, these people were all carrying weapons such as swords, guns, swords and sticks. It seemed that the visitors were not kind!

Seeing fifteen big men with weapons galloping towards them on horseback, the peddlers turned pale with fright, their legs trembled, and hurriedly packed their things to avoid these killing gods, so as not to harm the fish in the pond.

In less than two breaths, the stalls that were originally filled on both sides of Xishi Avenue disappeared without a trace. Zhen Po twitched his lips, thinking to himself, if he didn't know that these hawkers are ordinary people who don't know martial arts , he would have thought that Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is everywhere in the capital, and there are many light kung fu masters gathered here!

"You fortune teller, you have the guts, and you don't even run away!" A burly man with a purple complexion jumped off the horse first. With a riding whip in his hand, a spirit snake came out of the hole and smashed a table into pieces. Where is the corner of the table, which is the desktop.

Zhen Po folded his hands on his chest, smiled lightly, and said calmly: "My guest officer, you and I have never met each other, so what do you mean by that?"

"Ha, you don't know me, but you know my dad. The third person you counted yesterday was my dad. After you did your fortune-telling, my dad passed away last night! Who do you say I don't want you to look for!" Big man He slapped a palm aggressively, and struck Zhen Po's chest. The wind from the palm was as cold as a cold wind coming suddenly.

The crowd immediately snorted coldly, counting the fortune-telling as unlucky, they met Shao Dangjia, and the palm of Shao Dangjia was mastered by many famous talents in the rivers and lakes to practice the essence of this collection of hundreds of schools. It is impossible for idlers to avoid it, let alone this little Little fortune teller.

However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the fortune teller actually moved a step to the left lightly, his hands didn't even move, everyone was shocked, jumped off the horse one after another, and surrounded him.

"Ha, it seems that you are really hiding something." The big man slapped another palm angrily, but this palm came down from Zhen Po's sky cover, with a treacherous path and a murderous killing move. It is this palm that makes everyone praise.

Zhen Po's foot kicked the ground, and the dust flew up. Before everyone saw what he kicked, they heard a "beep" first.

"It was his fate that your father left last night. It has nothing to do with me. If you are so indiscriminate, if I don't have some skills in my hands, I am afraid that I will really accompany your old man on the road to hell." .”

Hearing this, everyone was so shocked that their faces turned iron blue, and they ran forward one after another. The sharp swords, short knives, and long guns in their hands pointed at Zhen Po's big acupuncture points. , □□ Huhushengfeng, the owners of these weapons all concluded that this person must die here under the siege of many people.

I didn't want to, but I heard "Ding Ding Ding..." Several times in a row, the sword, knife, and gun were broken into two pieces, one piece was in their master's hand, and the other piece was on the ground.

Zhen Yu held an ordinary writing brush in his hand, and this writing brush could be bought for only ten renminbi, but in his hand it was sharper than the magical weapons in everyone's hands.

"Take your young master back, otherwise I will really consider sending him down to accompany his old man." Zhen Po murmured, everyone was dumbfounded in fright, and ignored the weapons that fell on the ground, they picked up and were caught. The big man who touched the acupuncture point quickly jumped on the horse, and the sound of the long whip breaking through the air sounded again and again, and after a while, only a dozen small figures as small as dust could be seen.

Zhen Po calmly knocked on the door of a grocery store and bought another table. Under the eyes of everyone who was surprised and uncertain, he said loudly: "Fortune-telling, three trigrams a day." It sounded very clear in the wild West City.

After Zhen Po yelled, he opened the story book again, and within a quarter of an hour, a black shadow appeared in front of him.

Zhen Po smiled, it seems that yesterday's scene really attracted a lot of people, no, there are guests again!

Ten or so days later, in the private room of Chunyue Building, several petty officials had just received their monthly salary and had ample money, so they made an appointment to come to this Chunyue Building for entertainment.

The little official in a brown gown hugged a beautiful girl, his hands were restless, and his mouth was not idle, "Oh, have you heard? There is a magic fortune teller from West City, and I heard that it is very good at counting." , compared to those monks and priests in Turin."

The little official sitting on his left who was eating peanuts echoed: "How could I not have heard of it? I'm going to ask him to do the math these few days to see how his luck is recently? I always feel that the recent It’s so bad, I’m so unlucky! It would be even better if there is a way to change my luck!”

"You better don't go, this fortune teller is very capable and arrogant. He only calculates three trigrams a day, and even Mr. He can't let him do the calculations. How old can you get your turn!" The little official with a long beard said.

"Even Mr. He can't be ranked?!" The petty official who was eating peanuts opened his mouth wide in surprise. This Mr. He is a fifth-rank official. If even he can't do anything, it would be useless if he went.

"Hey, this magic fortune teller is really a big shelf. Is it possible that you have to be a relative of the emperor to have the right to ask him to help you calculate the divination?" The little official in a brown gown said sarcastically, but why did he say that? It has a sour taste.

The fortune teller that the three of them were talking about——Zhen Kai sneezed suddenly, and the steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion turned around and asked, "Master, are you feeling ill?"

Zhen Po waved his hand, and smiled with the corners of his mouth open: "I'm sorry for the housekeeper Chen's trouble, but I'm fine."

"That's good. Mr. Xiang is busy with business, and his health is very important. If you are sick, I have no choice but to ask you to go back to recuperate for the time being." The butler said solemnly. It is not difficult to see from his expression that what he said These words are not out of joke but from the heart.

Zhen Po originally maintained a skeptical attitude towards the rumors about Chen Xiang, but now when he heard the words of the housekeeper of the Xiangfu, he was convinced that the rumors about Chen Xiang himself and his children were probably true. , rather than being vilified.

"Yes." Zhen Po pretended to be sincere and fearful, and responded crisply.

The butler nodded in satisfaction, paused, and said, "This is Xiangye's study. Xiangye has already ordered you to go in without knocking on the door."

Zhen Xing thanked him and pushed open the door. When the door opened, he smelled a strong fragrance coming towards him. Is this sandalwood?Zhen Po looked at the censer in the middle without a trace, and a familiar fragrance was constantly emitting from the inside.

"Cao Min pays homage to the Prime Minister." Zhen Xing bowed respectfully to Chen Xiang who was sitting at the desk.

"Mianli, are you the fortune teller?" Chen Xiang raised his head and condescendingly looked down at Zhen Po, who was dressed in coarse cloth. Looking at this appearance, he didn't seem to be as capable as the legend!Chen Xiang naturally knows the so-called saying that people should not be judged by their appearance, but the world always judges a person from the first impression. If you just look at the appearance of the person in front of you, it is really unbelievable that this person is a famous man in the capital recently. God's fortune.

"Exactly." Zhen Po replied, his attitude was still so respectful, and he couldn't pick out a fault in terms of etiquette. He understood the meaning behind Chen Xiang's words, and he had no choice but to think that maybe he would change his face again next time, so that he would be better off. It would be better to disguise himself as an old man with fluttering white beard.

"How old is this year? It seems that I have just passed the age of the crown." Chen Xiang said casually, his eyes kept looking at Zhen Kai who was standing in front of him with his hands down.

"Yes, Mr. Xiang really has good eyesight." Zhen Yu said.

"You really are very young. You have such abilities at such a young age. It seems that you are really talented." After sighing with emotion, Chen Xiang said, "Before you came, Liangli told you why he called you here. something?"

After Zhen Po was stunned for a moment, he realized that Liangli was the word of the official who recommended him to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and hurriedly said: "No, Mr. Xu just told me to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion, not at all. Mention superfluous things."

Xu Liangli is Chen Xiang's third son-in-law, and he is the prime minister of Zhan Shifu. Judging from Zhen Po's observation of him, this person is submissive and indecisive, and he may be able to climb to this high position because of Chen Xiang's glory.

Thinking of this, Zhen Yu felt a little displeased, and he also had a little understanding of the great power of Chen Xiang.

Chen Xiang nodded slightly, stroking his well-groomed long beard. Nowadays, people regard having long beards as a beauty, so Chen Xiang's long beard has won a lot of praise, so he also cherishes his long beard very much. There are even four maids in the mansion who are responsible for taking care of his long beard.

It seems that my three sons-in-law are not so stupid as to gossip about important matters, Chen Xiang muttered in his heart, "This time, in addition to inviting you from the gods, I also invited the celestial master from Longhu Mountain and the White Horse Temple." Several eminent monks came here just because this matter is of great importance, I will not allow any mistakes, if you feel uneasy about the magic calculation, you can leave at this time, but if you stay, I will give you a generous gift."

As soon as Chen Xiang's words fell to the ground, Zhen Po quickly responded: "Chen Xiang can rest assured, Cao Min is worrying that he will not have the opportunity to compete with his peers."

"Haha, God's fortune-telling is really open-minded. How about this, you will stay at our mansion for a few days, and I will tell you what's going on after the rest of you arrive in a few days." Chen Xiang said firmly, speaking The tone is clearly not allowing for rebuttal.

Zhen Po nodded and said with a smile, "If that's the case, then bother the Prime Minister."

Chen Xiang smiled without saying a word, and after ordering the housekeeper to send a few servants to follow Zhen Yan to pack things, he served tea to see off the guests.

After packing up his things, Zhen Po was led by the housekeeper to walk in the prime minister's mansion. Along the way, Zhen Po's face became more and more serious. In addition to the servants who patrol on the bright side, the masters hiding in the dark are also not to be underestimated.

"Mr. Nie, why did you come here today?" The housekeeper suddenly stopped and flattered a man in his twenties.From his attitude, it is not difficult to see that the status of Mr. Nie is not low.

Zhen Yu couldn't help but look at that person more, and his heart suddenly rose in his throat. How could such a top-notch master appear in the prime minister's mansion?

"Oh, it's Steward Chen. I'm here on Master's order, and I'm going to pay a visit to Prime Minister Chen." Nie Feng laughed.His eyes looked at Zhen Kai who was standing behind the butler, and then quickly moved away.

"Since that's the case, Mr. Nie, go quickly, and the villain will not delay your business." The housekeeper hurriedly said, Nie Feng smiled and nodded to the two, then turned and left quickly.

The housekeeper also had no intention of introducing the identity of this person to Zhen Po, and led him to a side courtyard, ordered some taboos in the mansion, and then left straight away.