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Wen Baiyu felt warm on his body, very warm, but there was always something slippery circling around him.

Wen Baiyu first moved, then the thing stopped for a while, and then began to circle around slippery again, Wen Baiyu was a little unbearably disturbed.

Moreover, the slippery thing specially rubbed between his legs, constantly rubbing against his inner thighs and sensitive areas.

Wen Baiyu felt that he was going to explode, and he couldn't sleep well.

Wen Baiyu subconsciously clamped his legs to prevent the thing from rubbing back and forth, when he heard a low and hoarse laughter suddenly in his ear.

Wen Baiyu was so frightened that he woke up completely. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of fiery red snake eyes.

Snake eyes stared at him, raised his body up, and the long snake body below coiled up, constantly rubbing against Wen Baiyu's body, wrapping around his legs, and waist, Wen Baiyu felt that he was going to be out of breath...

Wen Baiyu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and pinched the snake's neck. Although he felt that the snake was not only the head but also the neck, and the neck was a little longer, he didn't know if it was right to pinch.

Wen Baiyu said: "It's not yet dawn! And you have become like this, I thought some wild beast was going to attack me."

Wen Baiyu was still pinching Zhulong's neck, when he heard a "whoosh", the fiery red boa constrictor, which was slender and slender just now, suddenly turned into a human shape, but it was not the exact human shape, his upper body was human, but from the crotch The bottom is in the form of a python.

His upper body is naked, his waist is thin and powerful, his shoulders are broad, and he looks particularly secure. He has a standard inverted triangle figure, and his abdominal muscles are smooth. Further down, he outlines a vaguely sexy mermaid line...

Wen Baiyu's hand couldn't hold it anymore because of the sudden enlargement of Wan Cheng Jinghou's upper body, and instead pressed it on his abdominal muscles.

Wen Baiyu: "..."

Sure enough, it's not where the neck is...

Wan Cheng Jinghou's lower body was still a snake, wrapped around it, then reached out and hugged Wen Baiyu, and said with a smile: "You are right, I am indeed a beast... I really want to sneak attack you too."

Wen Baiyu's face flushed, he really couldn't bear Wan Cheng Jinghou's voice, and the snake tail under him was still wrapped around his leg, and Wen Baiyu's rubbing was already on the verge of dying.

Wan Cheng Jinghou said with a smile: "Bai Yu clamped my tail very tightly."

Wen Baiyu said: "Rotten loach."

Wan Chengjinghou put his arms around him and said, "How's your arm? Let me see. After changing the medicine, it's time to set off."

Wan Cheng Jinghou changed the subject really quickly. When Wen Baiyu was struggling to think whether he should help each other with Wan Cheng Jinghou, he had already changed the subject, which made Wen Baiyu feel very uncomfortable!

Wan Cheng Jinghou changed back to human form, put on his clothes, and changed Wen Baiyu's medicine. At this time, it was completely dawn, and everyone else woke up, so they began to prepare for the road, and they had to rush back to Xiangguo.

To be honest, after so many days, Wen Baiyu already misses his son very much, he is taller than himself, he is similar to Wancheng Jinghou, Su's black feather, and the cute little bean bag Xiaowu.

They walked back very quickly. After seeing the town, everyone went to the inn to have a big meal. They hadn't seen meat these days, and Wen Baiyu felt that he had lost ten catties.

Qilin seems to like eating meat very much, because Qi Mingxia said that he likes Xiao Qi's appearance, so Qilin has become Xiao Qi's appearance these days, and he eats the most when eating. I saw a cute little boy holding a leg of lamb in one hand and a roast chicken in the other hand, bowing left and right, his face full of excitement, and he gnawed the leg of lamb clean after a few mouthfuls. I don’t know why his teeth are so so sharp.

Sitting on the side, Qi Mingxia felt a lot of pressure...

They ate and didn't rest, bought a few horses, and started running fast, planning to go back early, because they still had a huge puzzle to put together.

They found a lot of copper pieces. These things are likely to undo the poison of the corpse, and they can also allow them to find the holy pool and return to the era that originally belonged to them. Three.

They rushed back very quickly, Wen Baiyu was so exhausted as soon as he entered the palace, he was about to fall to the ground.

Qi Mingxia was dumbfounded and said, "What kind of place is this?"

The old snake grinned and said, "This is Wancheng Jinghou's house, haha, how big is it? I think it's quite big too. I was shocked when I first came in."

Guihou: "..."

It was only at this time that Qi Mingxia realized that the so-called Master Jing was actually the ruler of a country, and he, a half-scholar, actually had a fight with the ruler of a country. He felt pretty crazy no matter what.

Qilin didn't think much of it, but he liked the "home" of Wancheng Jinghou very much, because he had meat to eat, and he didn't need to hunt by himself.

After Jinghou Wan came back, he called Tang Wuyong. Seeing that they had brought so many copper pieces, Tang Wuyong was a little bit tongue-in-cheek, so he went to put together the "puzzle" together without wasting any time.

Although Jinghou Wan has returned, he has become even busier. After all, he is the king of a country, and he still has a lot of serious work to do besides fighting.

Wen Baiyu went to change into clean clothes first, and then he was going to look for his sons. Hei Yu and Xiao Wu didn't know they were back yet.

When Wen Baiyu came out of the dormitory, he happened to meet someone, not his lovely sons, but an acquaintance.

But this person seemed to feel that Wen Baiyu was not familiar with him.

This man is Wanqi Liufeng, the nephew of Wanqi Jinghou.

Wan Qiliufeng didn't have a mother when he was very young. His mother was a foreigner, and she was similar to a concubine. Because Wan Qiliufeng's father wanted to reconcile the relationship between the tribes, he married the daughter of a tribal chief. This tribe and Xiangguo became enemies, and Wan Tuliufeng never had a mother.

Wan Teng Liufeng was very young at that time, and he thought it was incredible. His mother yelled at him, and his father pushed his mother onto the battlefield with his own hands. In the end, his mother died, and his father was hit by a cold arrow on the battlefield. Although nothing happened, but Didn't make it past the New Year's Eve, and died in the end.

Wanqi Liufeng was not called Wanqi Liufeng at this time. His own name was Wanqi Liuying. In ancient times, "jing" and "ying" were synonymous. , In order to show respect, Wanqi Liuying changed her name from Liuying to Liufeng.

Wen Baiyu felt that it might be because he was thrown from the holy pool, so he and Wanqi Jinghou met a little earlier. Now Wanqi Liuying is quite young, and it looks like they met before. Very old-fashioned, unsmiling.

To be honest, although Wanqi Liuying is not the son of Wanqi Liuying, but their personalities are very similar, especially when they have a straight face, maybe Wanqi Liuying's father doesn't care about him at all, Wanqi Liuying Ying's closest "closest" person since he was a child was his uncle, and his uncle also taught him swordsmanship.

Wanqi Liuying has always respected Wanqi Jinghou, and even worshiped him. Ever since his parents passed away, Wanqi Liuying has been taken over.

Now Wanqi Liuying is also 20 years old. He is very tall. At first glance, he looks a bit like Wanqi Jinghou. After all, they are relatives. I have to say that his family's genes are really strong, and Wanqi Liuying's genes are also very good. , at least the face looks really good-looking.

Wan Tong Liuying's face was very resolute, coupled with his unsmiling manner, he looked very cold. He was holding a sword in his hand, and his face was a little sweaty. It seemed that he had just finished his morning exercise and came from a distance.

Wen Baiyu is already 27 this year. If you don't add Honghu's age of thousands of years, no matter how you calculate it, he is much older than Wanqi Liuying, but this kid is a head taller than him, and he feels full of oppression.

Moreover, Wen Baiyu discovered that the mirror images are not necessarily exactly the same, maybe they look exactly the same, but Wanqi Liuying and Wanqi Liufeng have very different personalities.

Wanqi Liuying is indifferent and even cruel, perhaps because he has no parents since he was a child, or maybe his parents have left a deep shadow in his heart. Except for the uncle Wanqi Jinghou, he doesn't believe in anyone. He is hostile and distrustful of everyone, and he doesn't even have maids and servants around him, and he won't let people stay around when he goes to bed. The huge shadow makes him in an unstable state.

As for Wan Teng Liufeng, the whole person is more careless, and after suddenly waking up, he expresses more of a kind of curiosity and confusion about modern times. His subconscious is full of optimism and survival awareness. Perhaps this is the same as he was mirrored. After all, when Wanqi Liuying mirrored him, he pinned his own hope of life, which prompted Wanqi Liufeng's optimism, and Wanqi Liuying found that he mirrored an uncontrollable "monster" , A large number of hunting and killing gave Wanqi Liufeng a great sense of survival.

The mirror image is really strange and wonderful, and Wen Baiyu didn't understand it at all.

Wen Baiyu was coming out of the dormitory, and Wanqi Liuying was also walking this way. The two of them happened to bump into the front. disdain and contempt.

Although Wan Cheng Jinghou has sealed Wen Baiyu's status as a national teacher, in fact, not many people in the palace think that Wen Baiyu is capable. After all, Wen Baiyu has a gentle appearance and a gentle temperament, which does not fit the white-bearded fairy like a national teacher. Image, so in fact, most people think this is just an excuse.

King Xiang is old enough to have several sons, but he doesn't have a wife. The Queen Mother thought wrongly, and everyone else also thought wrongly.

After all, Wan Qi Liuying is the grandson of the Empress Dowager, and the Empress Dowager also taught him. Wan Qi Liuying has heard a lot, and when he sees him coming out of his uncle's bedroom, he naturally thinks wrong.

Wen Baiyu raised his eyebrows and said, "Your uncle is not here, he has gone to the study."

Wan Teng Liuying squinted at Wen Baiyu and said, "Are you a wizard?"

Wen Baiyu was a little strange, shook his head and said, "No."

Wan Qi Liuying laughed suddenly, but it was just a sneer, and looked down at Wen Baiyu, and said, "No? But you can fascinate people, and you don't look very good-looking. It's because you are very good at bedtime." ?"

Wen Baiyu: "..."

Wen Baiyu didn't remember that Wanqi Liuying was in the second grade, and at the age of 20, he should have passed the age of the second grade...

Wan Tong Liuying was very hostile, and Wen Baiyu felt that he had already regarded himself as a fox, but he was really not a fox, but a... big bird!

Wan Teng Liuying thought he would be angry, but Wen Baiyu smiled, showing no sign of anger, and said with a smile: "Shouldn't you ask your uncle this kind of question? You can't let me boast, right?"

Wanqi Liuying's anger rushed up, but Wen Baiyu unexpectedly admitted his relationship with Wanqi Jinghou in disguise.

Wan Teng Liuying suppressed his anger and said: "How long do you think you can live here? Uncle, as the king of a country, will sooner or later be established, and there are a large number of wives. You can count them. You are old." Several."

Wen Baiyu thought to himself, if Wan Qi Jinghou dared to marry a woman, he would definitely chop off Wan Qi Jinghou's third leg.

Wen Baiyu said with a smile: "May I take the liberty to ask, do you have Electra plot?"

Wanqi Liuying was stunned for a moment, and then he was taken aback. Wen Baiyu seemed to have hit his sore spot. After all, Wanqi Liuying had only one relative left, and that was Wanqi Jinghou. He had no family affection since he was a child. The product of the mother's marriage, the mother had nothing but yelling at him, and the father didn't value him, but the father didn't have any other sons, even if it was a daughter, it would die at birth. Knowing that it turned out that all of this was done by his mother, he still remembered that his mother was lying in a pool of blood and laughing wildly.

In the end, Wanqi Liuying was the only one in his father's bloodline.

Wan Teng Liuying still remembers that when his father was lingering on the sick bed, he wanted to kill himself many times, but in the end because he still had his blood, and Wan Teng Jinghou objected to killing Wan Teng Liu Ying, who was still a child, Wanqi Liuying finally took his life.

Wan Tong Liuying didn't know how he survived at that time. He lived in the palace. Although there were many relatives around him, such as the queen mother, he was not close to anyone, because when the queen mother saw him, she would only Teach him to be loyal and loyal to Xiangguo, not like his foreign mother.

Wan Teng Liuying knew that since he had the blood of a foreign race, he would be treated as a foreign race sooner or later, but this was not what he wanted, and he could not decide.He can only look at the white eyes of everyone.

Wanqi Liuying's status is very noble, but he is also very inferior. Wanqi Jinghou is the person he admires and the person who saved his life. It can be said that Wanqi Liuying's spiritual sustenance. Wen Baiyu simply said Winning the bid hit his pain point.

Wan Teng Liuying snorted heavily, then flung his sleeves and left.

Wen Baiyu: "..."

Looking at his back, Wen Baiyu rubbed his temples helplessly, thinking that his relationship with Wanqi Liuying didn't seem to be very bad...

Wan Tong Liuying hadn't gone far when she saw a little bean bun running from a distance. She looked very cute, with short legs tumbling on the ground, wearing a small black robe, round cheeks, narrowed eyes, but also very cute. cute.

Xiao Wu ran past him, and Fang Qing chased after him, fearing that he would fall to the ground.

Xiao Wu ran forward quickly, jumped up, jumped on Wen Baiyu's body, hugged Wen Baiyu's neck, and said, "Dad! Dad is back!"

Wan Teng Liuying was almost devastated by this scene, Wen Baiyu was a male favorite in his eyes, and such a person actually had a son?

Wan Teng Liuying suddenly didn't know what his uncle was thinking. This man even has a son, yet he still dotes on him so much?

Wan Teng Liuying glanced over with sharp eyes, then turned his head and left.

Soon Black Feather also came, and of course Xiao Qidu.

It seems that Xiao Qidu also misses Wen Baiyu very much, lying in Wen Baiyu's arms and rubbing back and forth, compared to Hei Yu who is very calm and looks particularly "reserved".

The beast and the snake heard that Wen Baiyu and the others were back, so they also came to have a look. The beast kicked its legs and said, "Tomorrow is February [-], let's go out to watch the temple fair!"

Wen Baiyu felt that he had forgotten the time, he had already lived here for a whole month so soon, it was already February [-]nd.

In ancient times, February [-] was not just about eating spring pancakes. February [-] was around the time of the Waking of Insects, when all things recovered, which represented the beginning of spring plowing. The ancients would celebrate the Spring Dragon Festival on February [-], pray for rain, and worship Canglong Xingxiu, bless the spring plowing smoothly.

The day of February [-] is very important for ordinary people who need to plow the fields.

Xiao Wu bit his hand, as if he had never seen such a thing as a temple fair, Wen Baiyu decided to take them out to play tomorrow, and let Wan Chengjinghou and the others do the puzzle.

Tang Wuyong and Guihou worked hard for a whole day, but they haven't finished yet, and Wancheng Jinghou has also been busy with his business for a whole day.

In the evening, Wen Baiyu wanted to wait for Wanqi Jinghou, but Wanqi Jinghou never came back. Wen Baiyu was so sleepy that he fell asleep lying on the table. When Wancheng Jinghou came back, he would see him Lie on the table awkwardly, and slept soundly.

Wan Teng Jinghou came over and hugged him up, Wen Baiyu woke up immediately, and punched him hard, but Wan Teng Jinghou's arms were very strong, and he held him very firmly, so he didn't let him fall.

Wan Cheng Jinghou put him on the bed, kissed Wen Baiyu's eyes, and said, "Have you changed your arm?"

Wen Baiyu stretched his left arm and said, "It's all right, I didn't apply any medicine."

Wan Cheng Jinghou took off his clothes and looked at Wen Baiyu's left arm. There was a long scar, which looked a bit hideous, but the wound had healed.

Wan Qi Jinghou said: "Be careful recently, don't leave the root of the disease."

Wen Baiyu felt a little cold, so he quickly pulled up his clothes and put them on, then rolled into the bed.

Wan Cheng Jinghou took off his coat, got on the bed, put his arms around him, and said, "I heard that Liu Ying came here today?"

Wen Baiyu laughed and said, "You're quite well informed."

Wan Qi Jinghou said, "Don't take it to heart."

Wen Baiyu said: "If I take it to heart, I'll go to your mother first to pour blood."

Wan Qi Jinghou: "..."

Wan Cheng Jinghou almost forgot that there was also the blood of the black dog.

Wen Baiyu told Wan Cheng Jinghou that there will be the Spring Dragon Festival on February [-] tomorrow, and he will take the little ones out to play. Wan Cheng Jinghou thought about it, and there will be sacrificial activities in the palace tomorrow, so he can't leave Yes, there are still a bunch of things to do, and I still can't get away.

Wen Baiyu said: "If you are busy, you don't have to follow us, you can't lose it anyway."

Wan Cheng Jinghou said: "I will try my best to finish my work as soon as possible, and I will go to you when I am done."

Wen Baiyu nodded, Wan Cheng Jinghou put his arm around him and said, "Go to sleep, it's already late."

When Wen Baiyu woke up the next day, Wan Cheng Jinghou was no longer there, and he seemed to be busy. Wen Baiyu was bored by himself, and the temple fair didn't start so early, so he was lazy for a while.

Perhaps it was because of the rapid consumption of potential. Although Wen Baiyu seemed to be fine, he was weak after all. He just wanted to be lazy on the bed, but soon fell asleep, and fell asleep again. When he opened his eyes, it was noon !

Wen Baiyu got up quickly, washed and dressed, and took the little ones out to play.

There were a lot of snacks at the temple fair, and Wen Baiyu happened to be hungry, so he ate while playing with the crowd.

At ten o'clock in the noon, the court sacrifice began, and there was a crowd of people, all of whom wanted to see the sacrifice. Wen Baiyu was pushed and shoved by the crowd, and he also looked at it from a distance.

Wan Cheng Jinghou came out. He was dressed in a black royal robe, and he looked very tall and handsome. Standing on a high altar, he was unsmiling, exuding indifferent majesty.

The sacrificial process was very cumbersome, Wen Baiyu looked up, at this time Wan Cheng Jinghou's eyes swept through the crowd, and unexpectedly found Wen Baiyu, the two people's eyes collided, Wan Cheng Jinghou smiled slightly.

He just lifted the corner of his mouth slightly, and Wen Baiyu heard the exclamation of several people beside him, saying: "Did the king laugh? My God, the king smiled!"

"Smile at me!"

"To me, to me!"

Wen Baiyu: "..."

Wen Baiyu has to say, Wan Cheng Jinghou is really good-looking when he smiles, his face is perfect, and when he smiles, it seems...

Wen Baiyu really couldn't describe it, so he felt his heart beating hard several times, like knocking on a clapper.

Moreover, Wan Cheng Jinghou was dressed in a black royal robe, which was obviously carefully taken care of, and the man's "working" appearance was indeed the most handsome.

After the sacrificial offering was completed, Wan Qi Jinghou went to the ancestral temple again, and Wen Baiyu took the little ones to the temple fair. There were many stalls at the temple fair, all of which were small stalls, and there was also a team of dragon dancers. Although it looked rather simple, There is no comparison with the guard of honor of the palace, but it looks particularly enthusiastic.

Xiao Wu was held by Fang Qing, and kept patting Xiao Rou's hand, while Xiao Qidu lay curiously in Hei Yu's arms. He had never seen these things before, and everything seemed fresh to him.

The false animal and the snake had long since disappeared. The false beast had been very excited, and the snake hugged him and huddled in the crowd.

Wen Baiyu and the others started visiting the temple fair at noon until the afternoon. Wen Baiyu felt his legs were sore from walking, but the little ones were in high spirits. Wen Baiyu couldn't walk any longer, so he let the little ones play by themselves. Take a break on the side.

Every booth in the temple fair was very prosperous, but there was a booth with very few people. It was a fortune-telling booth. During the Chinese New Year, everyone also went to fortune-telling for good luck, but unfortunately, Wen Baiyu sat on the side and saw several people Going to fortune-telling, they all left angrily.

The fortune-teller was wearing a very simple gray-yellow gown with patches all over it. He looked very poor. He had a mask on his side and a veil on his head. He couldn't see his face, but look at his outstretched hand. , not very old, should be a young man.

Wen Baiyu sat for a while, feeling a little bored, then heard a sound of "snap!", it turned out that the fortune teller was beaten, and I don't know what he had done, the fortune teller was knocked down on the ground, with a bruise on his head. The veils and caps were all off, and the hanging stall next to it was overturned, and I couldn't get up.

Surrounding the fortune teller were a few rough people who looked like hooligans. They didn't know what the fortune teller had said to them. Anyway, those few people were very angry and were about to continue beating people with their arms.

A lot of people watched, but no one dared to care. Wen Baiyu saw that those people kicked the fortune-teller again. The fortune-teller held his head and buried his face in his arms, which could only prevent his head from being hit, and his body from being kicked several times. foot.

Wen Baiyu couldn't stand it any longer. Just as he was about to pass, he heard a commotion in the crowd. Suddenly someone came out of the crowd and stopped those ruffians.

The man was tall and dressed in luxurious clothes. He was holding a saber in his hand. It looked like something of great value. The sword came out of its sheath and hit a ruffian on the knee. With a sound of "Boom!", the ruffian He was knocked over and rolled on the ground, unable to get up.

Wen Baiyu curled his lips, it seemed that he was doing well, that person seemed to have seen Wen Baiyu, his complexion was not good, he squinted his eyes, and didn't intend to say hello.

It was Wanqi Liuying.

Wan Teng Liuying squatted down and reached out to help the fortune teller. The fortune teller covered his head, quickly picked up the veiled cap on the ground, put it on his head, and said "Thank you, thank you" several times.

Those hooligans yelled: "Stinky boy, don't meddle in your own business!"

With a cold face, Wan Teng Liuying ignored them at all, reached out and helped the fortune teller up the booth, picked up the bamboo sticks on the ground, and inserted them back into the bamboo baskets.

Wanqi Liuying's attitude was very aloof, which annoyed the ruffians, and rushed forward with a loud roar.

Wan Teng Liuying didn't look back at all, nor did he draw his sword out of its sheath, when he heard a "pop!", a ruffian was thrown out in response, and hit the ground with a "boom!", knocking out a front tooth, Mouth full of blood.

Seeing this situation, the other ruffians were so frightened that their calves went limp, and they said harshly, "Okay! You wait, don't leave if you have the guts, I'll call the brothers to deal with you!"

Then they all ran away.

There was some commotion here, when Marquis Jing Wan came over after finishing his work, he happened to see the commotion, squeezed in immediately, grabbed Wen Baiyu's arm, and said, "Bai Yu, are you alright?"

Wen Baiyu was taken aback by his sudden appearance, and said, "It's okay."

Wan Teng Liuying also saw Wan Teng Jinghou, and was very happy, but seeing his uncle caring so much about a male favorite, he felt very unhappy, but he still called people honestly, saying, "Uncle."

Wan Cheng Jinghou said: "Liu Ying is here, let's go have dinner together."

Wen Baiyu looked at the sky and found that he could have dinner already, but his stomach was still a little full, and Wan Cheng Jinghou was busy all the time, so he didn't have time to eat lunch.

The three of us went to eat together, and there were a lot of people eating, because beside the temple fair, there were a lot of people even if it wasn't the meal time, not to mention it was the meal time.

And Wen Baiyu discovered a very strange thing, that is, there are a lot of soil scoopers here. I saw a lot of soil masters in the ghost market before, and I always had some impressions when I met them. Now I see them even more familiarly. There are so many earthen spoons sitting on a few tables, I don't know what to do.

The three of them sat down, Wan Cheng Jinghou looked sideways at Wen Baiyu and said, "What do you want to eat?"

Wen Baiyu suddenly felt a lot of pressure, because Wan Qi Liuying also looked over, and stared at him with a kind of unkind eyes.

Wen Baiyu feels that dealing with family relations is really a terrible thing.

Wen Baiyu gave a dry laugh and said, "I'm not too hungry, it depends on what you like to eat."

Wan Cheng Jinghou nodded, ordered a few dishes, and they were served quickly. To be honest, there is no seasoning in this era, and the taste of the dishes is very monotonous.

Wanqi Jinghou changed the positions of the dishes that were served, facing Wen Baiyu's favorite dishes to him, and then facing Wanqi Liuying's favorite dishes to Wanqi Liuying.

I have to say that although Wan Cheng Jinghou looks indifferent, he is actually very careful and gentle, always caring about others silently.

Wan Teng Liuying also saw it, and said, "Thank you, Uncle."

They were eating when they heard someone yelling: "Smelly fortune teller, don't disturb my business, get out!"

Everyone looked up, and it turned out to be the fortune teller again, wearing a gray-yellow gown, holding his cover, and carrying a dark thing behind his back, which looked like a pot, greasy, and he didn't know what it was , a little weird, holding a small basin in his hand, like begging for food.

He was still wearing that veiled cap, so he couldn't see his face clearly. When the fortune teller was beaten just now, he also covered his head and face. He couldn't see his face clearly at all.

The fortune teller came in and said to them, "Are you a fortune teller?"

Wan Teng Liuying laughed and said, "I never believe in fate."

Unexpectedly, the fortune teller answered immediately, and said with a smile: "This is just an expression of your resistance to inferiority."

Wan Teng Liuying froze for a moment, stood up instantly, shook his hand violently, and the saber was unsheathed with a "chi-" and fell on the fortune teller's neck.

The fortune teller quickly took a few steps back and said, "Hey, you can't kill people if you are right."

Wan Teng Liuying squinted his eyes and said coldly, "If you know that you have such a bad mouth, you shouldn't have saved you just now."

The fortune teller smiled and said, "Because I always tell the truth, no one treats me."

Wan Cheng Jinghou glanced at the fortune teller and said, "Then what do you think of my fate?"

The fortune teller laughed and said, "The appearance of an emperor means great wealth."

After he finished speaking, he continued: "But in the final analysis, even if it is the appearance of an emperor, your final life is the same as mine."

Wan Cheng Jinghou raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? What fate."

The fortune teller's face was hidden behind the hood, and he said with a smiling voice, "Damn fate."

Hearing what he said, Wen Baiyu suddenly trembled for some reason, and Wan Qi Liuying's eyes sharpened, and the saber suddenly pressed down, and the fortune-teller immediately let out a cry of pain, and suddenly knelt down on the ground.

Wan Teng Liuying was tall, and his strength was not in vain. The fortune teller's thin body was not enough to look at, so he knelt down in one fell swoop, his knees made a "boom!", and the veil fell to the ground.

As soon as his veiled cap fell off, all the onlookers gasped.

Because everyone didn't expect that this fortune teller was so good-looking, almost like a beautiful woman, but just now he heard his voice, he seemed to be a man, it really is a pity, his appearance is more beautiful than a beautiful woman .

Wan Teng Liuying was also stunned for a moment, he thought that all fortune tellers should have sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, rely on deception to be charlatans, or grow beards and white beards, and look like a fairy.

Unexpectedly, the appearance of this fortune teller surprised people. He was thin and thin, and he was covered under a large gray-yellow coat. His exposed hands were very white and thin, and his bones were very distinct, unlike women. Weak as a catkin.

The fortune teller didn't even have time to get up, so he quickly picked up the veiled cap on the ground, and said with a bitter face, "You killed me."

He put the veil on hastily, but it seemed too late.

Wen Baiyu finally knew why those Tu Fuzi were gathering around the temple fair, because they seemed to be looking for a fortune teller.

And this is the one in front of you.

Those earth scoopers all stood up suddenly, picked up the guy, and shouted: "It's him! Catch him!"

The fortune teller jumped up from the ground and rushed out of the door quickly, but he didn't seem to know kung fu. When he ran out, he tripped and almost fell to the ground, so he quickly got up and ran again.

Wen Baiyu was a little surprised, he didn't know what he was doing after a fortune-teller with a pile of soil scoops, and he seemed to have a deep hatred.

There was a commotion outside, Wen Baiyu was a little concerned about the "damn fate" that the fortune teller said just now, so he stood up and wanted to go outside.

Wan Cheng Jinghou stretched out his hand to hold him and said, "What are you going to do?"

Wen Baiyu said: "I want to go and see, he seems to have something to say."

Wan Qi Jinghou said, "Let's go together."

Wan Teng Liuying wanted to say such nonsense, so he didn't need to believe it at all, but since his uncle had already said it, he also stood up, and the three of them went out together.

The people outside had dispersed long ago, and they didn't know where they went. They walked among the crowd for a long time but couldn't find them.

Because there were too many people in the temple fair, the three of them went around and went to a place where there were few people, when they suddenly heard the sound of "rustling...".

The three of them were vigilant, and they turned their heads immediately to see a man in a gray-yellow gown walking shyly from the other side of the path. He seemed to be only paying attention to the front, not the three people behind.

The fortune teller seemed to be very tired. He was sweating from running in the winter. He took off the veiled cap on his head and was holding it in his hands to fan the wind. The soil ladle shook off the handle, and then slowly backed away.

Wan Teng Liuying squinted his eyes and greeted him silently from behind. The fortune teller didn't notice at all. After all, he didn't know any kung fu, and he was still backing away, unaware that there was someone behind him.

Wan Teng Liuying suddenly reached out, covered the fortune teller's mouth and nose, and dragged him over.

"Um!"

The fortune teller was startled. He didn't know who it was, but he couldn't breathe through his mouth and nose, so he kicked his legs vigorously, but his thin arms and legs couldn't break free from the shackles of Wanqi Liuying, almost like pinching a chicken. Same, the fortune teller was arrested.

The fortune teller kicked his legs vigorously, his face flushed from struggling, and he was thrown to the ground with a bang!

He didn't see who was coming, so he hurriedly begged for mercy and said, "Grandfathers and ancestors, I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me, I really didn't steal anything, really, really, if you don't believe me, search your body!"

Seeing him lying on the ground and begging for mercy, Wen Baiyu was a little funny, and said, "So what did you steal to make so many scoops chase you down?"

When the fortune teller heard the voice, he immediately felt that something was wrong, and immediately raised his head. Seeing them, he breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, picked up the veiled cap on the ground, and said, "So it was you, you scared me to death, I I thought I was going to become a short-lived ghost."

Wen Baiyu said with a smile: "Who said you are not a short-lived ghost when you meet us?"

The fortune teller got up from the ground, he seemed to have a pair of fox eyes, the tails of his eyes were turned up, with a charming smile, his eyes fluctuated like autumn water, his lips were very red, his smile was thin, and his voice was very soft. Sounds good, he smiled, Wan Teng Liuying was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and avoided the fortune teller's gaze.

The fortune teller said: "Because I have what you want in my hand, of course you don't want me to be a short-lived ghost."

Wen Baiyu said, "What do we want?"

The fortune-teller digs and digs from his body, digs for a long time, and suddenly says: "Ah, I found it!"

As he spoke, he spread out his palm, and there was a piece of copper inside!

The copper piece exuded a golden light in his white palm, and the fortune teller smiled and said: "Hey, it is indeed what you are looking for, without the copper piece from me, your copper pieces can't be matched at all, just one A heap of broken copper and rotten iron."

Wan Chengjinghou's complexion finally changed, and he squinted at the fortune teller.

The fortune teller shook and said, "I have no malicious intentions."

Wan Chengjinghou said coldly, "Who are you?"

The fortune teller said, "My surname is Fan, and my name is..."

"and many more!"

Wen Baiyu suddenly stretched out