A traitor

Everyone followed the source of the sound, and saw a Taoist priest lying in the corner, crazy and sloppy, drinking with one foot tapped.

After speaking, he straightened up, looked at Su Qinglang and said: "You said that he will get promoted and get rich in the future, and live a long life, but I just said that he will not live long in the future. I don't know who you believe?"

Su Qinglang was not angry, but slowly waved the folding fan, and replied: "A good news, a bad news, who do you think I believe?"

After hearing the words, the mad Taoist asked again: "Does your excellency really believe in the so-called face divination?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Su Qinglang's lips: "I don't believe it..."

After a pause, he continued: "I only know that one's fate is ultimately in one's own hands. It is better to believe in oneself than to pray to God and Buddha."

The crazy Taoist laughed a few times, and praised: "Young master has a good temperament, but he is also straightforward. He is a rare person. Today, the old Taoist will take a look at your face."

He got up and walked in front of Su Qinglang, and continued: "The so-called facial appearance is not a great spell, but observing words and demeanor, just like you, young master, you are very eloquent and quite noble. Anyone with a little bit of wink will know that young master is from a family background. For people who are not ordinary, this is the observation, and it is only a relatively elementary face."

As he spoke, he glanced at the old man next to him, and said again: "Many people can only do this, and they think they are spying on the secrets. They just say good things and cheat some money. After all, with your background and background, if you don't Accidents, getting promoted and getting rich, marrying a wife and having children are all natural things, and there are nine out of ten things that can’t be wrong.”

Su Qinglang snorted, seeming to be very interested: "Since that's the case, why did the Taoist priest say those words, insisting that my life is not long?"

"This is what I call looking at colors..."

The mad Taoist turned around and sat down next to Lu Xun. Brother Lu frowned at the smell of him, quickly moved his seat, and ran to sit with his grandson.

The mad Taoist raised his hand, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "My lord, do you know that our Taoism is divided into two schools, the Tianzong and the Qizong?"

Su Qinglang nodded, and said, "I heard a little bit."

I also heard the crazy Taoist say: "Inside the temple of Tianzong, outside of the temple of Qizong, the old Taoist is from the Qizong. In fact, there is no basis at all. I said that the young master has no chance of being promoted and getting rich, let alone the chance of longevity. I just sensed it from the "Qi" around the young master. "

"The young master is extremely intelligent, with an open-minded and open-minded temperament. He should be free and unrestrained, but in the open-minded and open-minded, there is a trace of sadness. If your guess is correct, you should have encountered an accident before, and you were severely injured because of it, right?"

Su Qinglang was still shaking his fan leisurely at first, but when he heard his words, he stopped involuntarily.

He looked at the mad Taoist priest, was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"Young master must have come from a long distance, and walked some mountain roads. When you came in just now, I noticed that there was nothing unusual about the others, only you, young master, with disordered breath and frivolous steps. It still makes people feel tired and exhausted. Ordinary young people, such as the young master's age, shouldn't be like this...

Young Master's body has collapsed to this point, it looks like a beautiful flower shelf on the outside, but inside it is empty, it should be good to rest and recuperate, why travel so far away? "

Sun Zizhong frowned when he heard this, and he looked at the mad Taoist with some disgust.However, he looked at Su Qinglang with some worry.

At first, he thought that the old Taoist cursed Su Qinglang on purpose, and originally wanted to refute it, but he didn't expect it, and after listening to it, he felt that there was some truth.

So, he sat dryly, enduring the unhappiness in his heart, and heard the present.

He was dissatisfied and said in a deep voice: "Qing...Since you are tired, why didn't you just say that it is good to take a rest on the road, what do you force yourself to do?"

Su Qinglang was very innocent, spread his hands and said: "On this journey, I just watched the scenery, but I didn't feel tired. Besides, aren't we resting right now?"

Mei Liusheng at the side looked at him, but didn't answer.

Seeing Su Qinglang spread his smile again, he cupped his hands to the mad Taoist priest and said: "The Taoist priest has good eyesight. Some time ago, I did suffer some injuries, and my spirit has not been very good. After I finish my work, I can make up for it later. I should be fine." .”

The corners of the mad Taoist's lips twitched, and he wanted to say something, but met Su Qinglang's gaze, and swallowed the next words.

Sitting on the seat, he raised his hand and drank a cup of tea. Lu Xun saw that his cup was being lifted by him, and just wanted to stop him, but he was a step too late, so he could only give up sullenly.

Seeing the mad Taoist put down his cup, he was silent for a moment, and said: "My lord, it's rare for you and me to meet, and it's also a fate. There is a saying that the old Taoist still has to say to you."

Su Qinglang nodded slightly: "It's okay to say, Daoist."

Only the crazy Taoist continued: "It is said that wisdom will be hurt, and love will not last. My son, too much spiritual energy is not a good thing. Some people live vigorously in the first half of their lives, but they have to pay back in the second half of their lives.

If you learn to let go at this time, maybe you can stay for a long time, but if it continues like this, you have to think about whether you can bear it. "

Su Qinglang nodded, and smiled lightly: "Thank you, Taoist priest, for reminding me."

But Sun Tzuzhong frowned and said: "It is nonsense that you will be hurt if you are extremely intelligent. You are an old man, you are clearly pretending to be a ghost, and deliberately bluffing people."

The mad Taoist looked at him, but he was not annoyed, he just smiled: "This young master looks gentle, but he has a good temper. However, the more he is like this, the more he values ​​love and righteousness, and he can become a good friend with you." Friends, thinking about it is also a blessing in life."

"What about me, what about me?" Lu Xun regained his energy when he heard this, and looked at him expectantly.

"you……"

The mad Taoist squinted at him, stroked his beard and said: "The old man has been walking in the rivers and lakes for decades, but he has never seen such a strange face like a son, um... he has a clear heart and a good spirit, so he should be able to make a difference." As, and with the young master's disposition, even if there are any disasters in the future, it is the young master's blessing that he can turn the bad luck into good luck, and get good fortune out of misfortune."

Su Qinglang waved his folding fan, and said indifferently: "The Taoist priest only said that he is a fool who is blessed with foolishness, shouldn't that be enough?"

When the people in the pavilion heard this, they all burst into laughter. Lu Xun's face turned red, he snorted, and said nothing.

He also heard the mad Taoist look at Mei Liusheng and say, "As for this young master..."

He looked at Mei Liusheng carefully, and after a while, his cloudy and sleepy eyes gradually brightened.

Afterwards, he restrained his expression again, and said quite appreciatively: "This son is noble and introverted, and he has the momentum of a dragon and a tiger leaping around him. He will definitely overcome obstacles and make a difference in the future."

Mei Liusheng sat upright, without giving the slightest reaction. Seeing this, the mad Taoist looked at him a few more times, then turned to Su Qinglang and said, "This young master is very lucky, and he will complement you, young master. If in the future, Being able to help you from the side, maybe your fate, my lord, will be different."

Seeing that his words were magical and more illusory, Su Qinglang raised her lips, turned her head to look at Mei Liusheng, and said half-jokingly: "Then from now on, Brother Laomei will take care of me."

Mei Liusheng glanced at him, then sighed again: "Brother Su said he didn't believe it just now, and now he's making fun of me again?"

Su Qinglang hurriedly said: "Don't you dare, it's just that what the Taoist priest said is very reasonable, it doesn't matter if you don't believe it."

After that, he raised his glass to the mad Taoist priest again and said, "Come on, let me offer another toast to Taoist priest, thank you Taoist priest for your guidance."

Although he thanked him, most of them made fun of him. Seeing this, the mad Taoist sneered and said, "My lord doesn't feel anything at the moment, I'm afraid that in the future, he will come back crying and beg me."

Su Qinglang groaned, and heard him say again: "Forget it, what's so good about this water, the old man should go to the city to beg for some drinks, and put your money on the account. In the future, in Chang'an City, we will have our own relatives." It's time for the meeting." As he spoke, he picked up his wine gourd and staggered away.

Looking at his back, Lu Xun couldn't help but said, "How does he know about us..."

Seeing other people in the pavilion, he swallowed and buried his words.

Seeing the Taoist priest walking away, the old man thought that he had been refuted in public, lost face, and almost offended the nobleman.

So he poohed at the back of the Taoist priest, and cursed: "Stinky Taoist priest, crazy Taoist priest, you can only say frustrating words to scare people, do you really think you are a god?"

Lu Xun said unconvinced: "But, I think what he said is quite reasonable. If you are not convinced, why didn't you say it just now?"

The old man was choked by him, and immediately put on a bitter face, explaining: "My lord, the old man is just a person who goes to the rivers and lakes to beg for a living. It is good to be able to make a living. Who cares about a lunatic like him, stealing a chicken is no good." If you don’t catch the fox, you’ll make a fuss, if you meet such a person in the future, hide if you can, and don’t talk nonsense to him.”

Su Qinglang smiled lightly, and said meaningfully: "There are always many people who tell lies in this world, but few people who tell the truth, just like me, when I used to love to tell the truth, people didn't like to listen.

From then on, I will only say some lies to make people happy, but when the truth seems to be false, the false is also true, and the false appears to be true, and when the truth is false, who can tell the difference between the true and the false? "

"It's like the things in this world. Some people are passionate and devote themselves to death, but some people mistake them for evil thieves with malicious intentions. Affection.

But talking after dinner is nothing more than a joke. After laughing and scolding, who will care about them, and who will really take them to heart? "

He rested his chin with one hand, looked at the direction where the mad Taoist left, and said calmly: "So, there are some things that you have heard and laughed at. If you really take it to heart, you will lose."