Rebirth of the Peerless Immortal Master

The sky is cloudy, the moon is terrified, the cool wind blows, and the shadows of the trees are messy.In the dark night, the palace crouched there quietly, like a gigantic beast with its mouth wide open, silently waiting for the prey to come to its door, before swallowing it in one gulp.

"Bang—bang—"

In the dead silence, there are only long and dull beeping sounds, which appear very regularly.

"Da da--"

A burst of scattered footsteps sounded like a small stone thrown into a pool of black and calm water, slowly swaying circles and circles of water ripples, awakening a monster that was sinking at the bottom of the water.

"A Zhong, why didn't you just find a place to bury it in the back mountain? You have to take a detour in the middle of the night, so be careful."

Two people came out from the side door of the palace, one was tall and thin, and the other was of medium build.The two seemed to be carrying something, and hurriedly walked outside the palace. The tall and thin man asked his companion.

The moon in the sky covered by floating clouds showed a corner and shone on the two of them. At this moment, it could be clearly seen that the two of them were actually lifting the body of a young woman!

The man of medium build frowned, with a scar on the left brow bone, he looked full of hostility, "What are you asking so much for? Just follow the master's order, and follow me quickly, so that you don't get caught .”

The tall and thin man muttered a few times, and was glared at fiercely by his companion, so he didn't dare to say anything more.

The footsteps of the two gradually drifted away, and finally stopped in front of an abandoned temple far away from the palace.

"It's here, Ah Xiang, go and see if there is anyone inside." The man named Ah Zhong was a little out of breath, raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and beckoned the tall and thin man behind to explore the way ahead.

Ah Xiang put down the corpse in his hand and entered the temple in three steps at a time. After a while, he rushed out again quickly and said to Ah Zhong: "There is no one inside, there is a dry well in the yard."

Standing in front of the dry well, Ah Zhong looked at the woman in the well with some guilt. She had messy hair and tattered clothes, stained with stains of blood, but it could be seen that the woman's once beautiful face, but now Her pair of staring and lifeless eyes couldn't help but make people feel chills.

"Qing Hua, cast a good pregnancy in your next life, but don't think about what you can't get." Ah Zhong's fierce appearance softened, he took out a rolled up paper from his arms, and threw it down the well, "Let The young master's painting will accompany you."

After the two turned and left, there was a last barely audible sigh in the air.The moonlight shone on the spread painting in the well, and the beautiful woman on the paper slowly shed a drop of blood and tears.

Next to a bustling street in Jinyang City, a small stall is particularly eye-catching.A wooden table for one person, with a chair for guests sitting opposite, a very ordinary fortune-telling booth.But different from other fortune-telling stalls, the owner of the stall is a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, and there is a sign beside the table - "Heavenly fortune-telling, children do not lie."

The stall owner is Dongfang Mianyang.

For the livelihood of himself and his apprentices, he had to operate this small stall.But the original character was there, no one came to worry about him, and then someone had an idea, and there was that signboard.

In this way, it attracted a lot of people, whether they were dubious or simply wanted to ridicule Dongfang Mianyang... In short, the business was slowly picking up.

"Young man, young man?" Dongfang Mianyang was in a daze of boredom when a short and fat aunt sat down in front of him.

Dongfang Mianyang quickly sat upright, showing a commercial smile, "Sister, what do you want to ask?"

Hearing that she was called sister's aunt by a handsome young man at a young age, she was overjoyed, and the wrinkles on her face turned into a chrysanthemum. "It's actually like this. I want to ask about the marriage."

Dongfang Mianyang: "..." He stared at the aunt in front of him in disbelief. He couldn't believe that he saw a super-old saint in ancient times when early marriage was common!

The aunt saw him stunned, and her face became tense all of a sudden, "What? Did you see anything?"

Dongfang Mianyang bite the bullet and said: "Uh... this eldest sister, you have been alone for so many years, why do you suddenly want to ask about marriage?"

The aunt was stunned for a while, and then realized that the young man had misunderstood something, and explained: "Hi! I am asking about the marriage for my 22-year-old daughter! Young man, where are you going?"

Dongfang Mianyang realized that a 22-year-old girl was considered an old lady in ancient times, no wonder the aunt was so anxious, he smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, so that's the case... I wonder if the eldest sister can show your daughter's birth date to Xiaosheng look?"

The aunt nodded quickly, took out a crumpled piece of paper from her bosom and handed it to Dongfang Mianyang: "Hey, take a look."

Dongfang Mianyang carefully looked at the date of birth on the piece of paper, and smiled: "Eldest sister, don't worry, the marriage is determined by nature. Although the marriage is late, the husband and wife will be harmonious in the future, and the children and grandchildren will be very filial. She is a lucky person."

The aunt was immediately relieved, showing a sincere smile, "Then I am relieved... Others say that my brother is very accurate, this must be true, if it turns out to be a good thing in the future, I will never forget it Brother's!"

Dongfang Mianyang gave a few words of compliment with a smile, and watched the aunt leave happily, unexpectedly, before the aunt left, she said shyly, "Why don't you let me do the math?"

Dongfang Mianyang: "..."

The aunt laughed heartily, "Just kidding! Just kidding!"

Dongfang Mianyang wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and smiled awkwardly.

Not long after the aunt left, Dongfang Mianyang was about to close the stall and go back to take a nap when a figure blocked the sunlight above his head.It was only when the man slowly sat across from him that he saw clearly that he was a refined and noble middle-aged man.

With just one glance, he knew that this person must be extraordinary.Just look at the two black and white guards standing next to him, their eyes are shining, they are two rare masters.

Dongfang Mianyang's heart trembled, and he said calmly, "My lord, do you want to tell fortunes or test characters?"

Shen Junmo thought for a while, then said: "There's nothing to test, but it's just for entertainment, why don't you chat with me?"

The man smiled elegantly, but Dongfang Mianyang sneered at this smiling fox, saying what the hell, I don't know you well!

But out of the principle that the customer is God, he replied in a good voice: "I have little talent and little knowledge, I don't know what the adults want to talk about?"

Shen Junmo pondered for a while, "My surname is Shen, so please call me Brother Shen." The middle-aged man smiled impeccably, "I haven't come out to see it for a long time, how about my brother tell me something interesting that happened recently?"

"I don't know if Brother Shen is interested in the love story between Miss Huang from Xiangyang Village who married a mountain god and gave birth to a ghost baby, or the love story between Widow Zhang on West Street and old blacksmith Li Tou, or I can tell you about Zhou, Wang, and others in the west of the city. The Longyang history of the two young masters?" Dongfang Mianyang said a series of entertainment news passed down from mouth to mouth without changing his face.

Shen Junmo's eyes lit up immediately, "Then tell me everything!"

Dongfang Mianyang took a sip of water for himself, took a deep breath, and began to use his eloquence in a blah blah blah. What he said was vivid and full of fun.

"...In this way, Eldest Young Master Zhou and Second Young Master Wang are living happily together."

Shen Junmo still expressed emotion: "Love does not distinguish between genders. It is really gratifying to congratulate lovers who will eventually get married."

Dongfang Mianyang shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity for Cousin Zhou, what a wonderful woman, well educated, reasonable, beautiful and gentle, but she has become cannon fodder in the love between Zhou and Wang. If I meet such a woman, I must cherish it."

Shen Junmo smiled, "I can't tell that Brother Dongfang is actually a sympathetic person."

The two have already traveled hand in hand in the ocean of gossip, and have become friends of the soul!

Dongfang Mianyang came back to his senses and smiled embarrassingly.Shen Junmo changed the topic, and said calmly: "I wonder what Mianyang thinks about the haunting of Prince Cheng's Mansion?"

Dongfang Mianyang is full of black lines, and the point is finally here!

He hastily waved his hands, "How can royal affairs be arranged casually, Xiaomin doesn't know anything!" Even if he knows, he can't tell you!Without waiting for Shen Junmo to speak again, he quickly wrapped up his things, dragged the little apprentice who came up to look for him, and ran away with wind on his feet.

Only one sentence was left: "Brother Shen, let's go eat! Let's see each other by fate! I don't mind if we forget each other~~!" Dissipated faintly in the wind...

Shen Junmo: "..."

"Wei Lin, give me all the information about this person." Shen Junmo looked at Dongfang's white figure that disappeared in front of him, showing an interesting smile.

The stern-looking young man in black next to him bowed his head, answered yes in a low voice, and disappeared with a whoosh.

The other two people have long been familiar with this situation. Shen Junmo squinted his eyes and touched his chin, and asked another young man in white thoughtfully, "Ziying, you said that two men cannot have children. Is the love between husband and wife really better than the mutual affection between husband and wife?"

Ziying replied with a hippie smile: "Isn't it! Just like me and Wei Lin...Master, when will you marry us?"

Shen Junmo: "..." He actually forgot about this!

After Dongfang Mianyang returned to the cabin, it didn't take long for him to forget about Shen Junmo.He thought that that person was just gossip, so he made a private visit in a micro-service. As for the haunting of the palace, he didn't think too much about it.

At this moment, in Zhengyi Palace, where the emperor handles affairs, Shen Junmo is dressed in court clothes, with black gold trim, showing boundless bearing, mature and handsome face, he buckles the information Wei Lin handed over, "Oriental direct line?"

"Yes." Wei Lin, who was still dressed in black, stood in front of Shen Junmo with his head bowed, his face expressionless.

When the young man was telling the love story between Eldest Young Master Zhou and Second Young Master Wang, his blissful expression, red lips and white teeth, and clear and energetic eyes appeared in his mind. He couldn't help chuckling, "People from the Dongfang family are really different... What a pity."

Even though he said that, there was no regret in his tone.

"It's just that you can't be an official... It's also good to relieve boredom."

At this moment, Shen Junmo's personal eunuch came up to report, "Your Majesty, the crown prince begs to see you."

"Xuan."

When the third prince Shen Sishao came in, the place where Wei Lin was standing just now was already empty.

"My son, please refer to my father." Shen Sishao is a very handsome young man, his appearance is [-]% similar to Shen Junmo, and the remaining [-]% comes from his mother who was once the most beautiful woman in Dongzhu.

Facing his son, Shen Junmo's eyes were filled with tenderness, "Get up, Ah Shao, what are you doing here?"

"I don't know when the father plans to let Prince Qingqiu go back to the country?" Shen Sishao's voice was calm with a bit of a young man's crispness.

"Oh? Why did the emperor ask about this? Could it be that he wanted to intercede for Wen Renyuan?" Everyone in the palace knew that the prince and Qingqiu prince were close friends, and when Shen Junmo said the second half of the sentence, his voice was faint With a bit of sternness.

Shen Sishao's heart trembled, "Your servant has absolutely no such idea! It's just that Qingqiu has recovered from the First World War 15 years ago, and its national strength is growing day by day, but it didn't ask us to welcome the prince back to the country... Son I'm afraid, this matter is strange!"

Shen Junmo's expression was immediately relieved!Sure enough, the son still puts the big things first!

So he said with a pleasant face, "The emperor is thinking very deeply... A few days ago, Qingqiu Guoshi sent an envoy to take their prince back, but he was suppressed by the emperor."

Shen Sishao was puzzled, "Father, why is this?"

Shen Junmo smiled very unkindly, "Dongzhu has never treated their prince badly. He spends a lot on food, clothing, housing and transportation, how can it be in vain?"

Thus, Prince Shen realized that this is a blatant ripping off by daddy!

They exchanged a treacherous look, and Prince Shen stepped back lightly.Instructed his subordinate, Xiao Shunzi, to prepare a few jars of good wine. The little friend is about to leave, and it will be rare to drink together in the future. As for the money for the wine, Qingqiu Congress will give it~=v=

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