Chapter 367 – All Four Signs Win
Two familiar faces appeared in the endless stream of people who were asking for the sign at the stall next door.
The young villager of Youyan Villa, Mr. Chunlin, was carrying a sword box with four swords on his back, which were supposed to be the Fledgling Bull, the Monk’s Lodge, the Frost Sword, and the Rootless Heavenly Water respectively.
Xu Fenian was at the Youyan Villa when he first encountered the white-clothed immortal masters of the Guanyin Sect, among them was the charcoal seller girl. Later in the western region, Xu Fengyen and Zhang Chunlin met by chance, did not expect this young man has always treated himself as a benefactor, even cast from the water dragon gin sword furnace of the sword are named frost knife, estimated that this kind of as a swordsman but does not respect the sword of the paradoxical behavior of the road, in the jianghu will certainly cause people to disagree. But the good thing is that nowadays, Youyan Villa is in the middle of the sky, Longyan Sword Furnace and Water Dragon Yin Furnace, casting more than ten famous swords one after another, making Youyan Villa one of the top ten gangs in Liyang, ranked before Jiangnan Jiaguatai and Beiliang Fish Dragon Gang.
The other one is the woman of Quick Snow Villa on the shore of Chunshen Lake, and also the young master, Yuchi Readsquan.
Unlike Zhang Chunlin, who was walking alone in the jianghu, she was standing beside a middle-aged man with simple clothes but majestic demeanor, which must be her father, Yuchi Liangfu.
Xu Fengyen looked at the companionable Zhang Chunlin and Yuchi Yanquan and couldn’t help but smile, they were a good match for each other.
Zhang Chunlin had no intention to draw lots, he just stood beside Yuchi Yiquan, looking at her playful manner of carefully shaking the lots, his eyes were gentle.
The old Taoist’s kung fu has long been perfected, as long as it is not the kind of conclusive lower sign, in fact, when encountered by the guests that he recognized as a rich and powerful, he can be incredibly skilful to say a flat sign into the upper sign, in the final analysis, he recently took advantage of the martial arts event piggybacking on the east wind, and saw the opportunity to set up a stall in the Wudang Mountain to interpret the sign, but it’s just a one-shot deal, where to care about what the repeat customers. So when the young woman who looks like she is from a good background passed the bamboo stick, after reading the content on the stick clearly, the old Taoist didn’t begrudge the smile, and said cheerfully: “Miss, this is a rare good luck sign, ‘The hall full of heroes are here, I don’t know who is the top student? There is another story here, it is said that after the former emperor unified the Central Plains, he opened the imperial examination, and the first time he took a scholar, when he saw that the hall was full of heroes, the dragon face was very happy, so he asked this question! This sign has an excellent meaning, I believe that there is no shortage of good men to pursue around the girl, haha, in fact, the poor Taoist already do not need to say anything more, only one more sentence, that is, the girl do not want to pick the eyes of the flower, in vain, delayed the years to be good.”
Yuchi Liangsui smiled slightly, as a well-deserved jianghu giant, he could see the old Taoist’s weight, but no matter what, his own daughter was able to draw a good sign, naturally there was no reason not to be happy.
Yuchi Yanquan turned her head to her father and said with a flutter, “Father, I told you that the sign here is very good!”
Yuchi Liangsui’s eyes were full of favor and smiled, “Spiritual, very spiritual.”
Remembering something, she turned her head and tentatively asked, “Taoist Master, can I take this sign?”
The old Taoist was a bit embarrassed.
Only when he caught a glimpse of the woman’s father’s money-pulling maneuver, he immediately laughed and said, “There’s no harm in the girl taking it away, the poor Taoist will just rewrite one on the spot, it’s just a matter of lifting a finger, no harm, no foul.”
After receiving the bamboo stick with both hands, Yuchi Yanquan winked at his father.
Yuchi Liangsui smiled helplessly and simply rested the entire money bag on the table.
She raised that bamboo stick high above her head, and under the warm autumn sunlight, she tilted her head up, focused and joyful.
To the side, Zhang Chunlin also followed suit.
Because the two mountain villages are both top-ranked new aristocrats in the Jianghu of Liyang, and unlike the earlier antagonistic relationship between the Wu Family’s Sword Mound and East Vietnam’s Sword Pond, or between Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain, Fast Snow Mountain Villa and Youyan Mountain Villa have the potential to be natural allies, and as a matter of fact, Yuchi Liangsui had already taken a liking to the mild-tempered Zhang Chunlin at first glance during the young man’s first postal visit and had long regarded him as a good son-in-law candidate in his heart, especially since Suddenly rich Zhang Chunlin, after entering the jianghu, and did not dip into the call friends wantonly jianghu vices, as the only heir of a large Youyan Villa, is only carrying a sword box alone to the door, more so that the city of deep Yuchi Liangfu very recognized, and the young man’s parents, Youyan Villa that the virtuous couple, has always been thought of as a generous person renowned in the jianghu, but deep in his heart, Yuchi Liangfu also has some considerations that can not be told! Now, the northern faction of the Liyang Fu Long Shi withered away, Jianghu secret rumor Zhang Chunlin’s mother from the South China Sea Goddess of Mercy Sect, was gifted and promising Qi practitioners, Yuchi Liangfu had to think deeper and farther, if the fast snow mountain manor and the Youyan Villa successful marriage, on the surface may seem to be the latter a little higher, the future is not the fast snow mountain manor’s prescient vision.
Of course, if his daughter and Zhang Chunlin no chance, Yuchi Liangfu is not to make a strong hook, after all, his daughter’s happiness, in full of the king’s heart, but after the widowed Yuchi Liangfu has not remarried, but also very important, and even more important than the manor’s status in the jianghu.
Yuchi Liangfu never denied that he had gone through a lot of trouble for the rise of Quick Snow Manor, and there was no lack of cold-blooded maneuvers.
However, this middle-aged man always insisted that his own jianghu in that kind of intention, is in order to only daughter in the future in the jianghu, can not be intention.
When Yuchi Yiquan, who had gotten his wish, was leaving side by side with Yuchi Liangfu, he coldly went over to his head and asked in a small voice: “Father, how many more years do you intend to hold Aunt Liu back? Aunt Liu isn’t young anymore.”
Did not reveal the old bottom of the Yuchi Liangfu old face red, although the woman never appeared in the mountain village, but the manor up and down about more or less still have some ears, but how Yuchi Liangfu did not think who ate the bear heart and leopard guts, even dared to let their own daughter have heard of it.
Yuchi Liangfu slightly narrowed his eyes, thoughts turned sharply.
If he found out who leaked the secrets of the heavens, then don’t blame him for throwing that guy into Lake Chun Shen to feed the fish.
Yuchi Yanquan seemed to be completely unaware of her father’s embarrassed face and gloomy thoughts, as if he was careless, he said, “Then marry, how big of a deal is it, father, hiding, really no heroism at all, be careful that I won’t worship you in the future, oh.”
Yuchi Liangfu returned to his normal face and gave a soft hmmm.
She inexplicably added, “But don’t get angry.”
Yuchi Liangfu smiled, “Got it.”
Just as Zhang Chunlin turned around after the pair of father and daughter, he swept a person out of the corner of his eye and immediately stared wide-eyed, tantamount to seeing a ghost in the daytime.
However, when he saw that person raise his finger and shush, Zhang Chunlin forced himself to calm down and continued on his way with a calm demeanor.
After finishing the Wudang spring baklava, Xu Fengyen, after stopping Zhang Chunlin from making a sound, clapped his palms and prepared to get up and leave, the little mudman, after searching in vain with his imperial sword in the air, huffed and puffed his way back to his home, estimating that the anger was almost gone at this moment, and at the very least, it should not be so bad as to take a sword to cut someone after meeting.
As for being scolded a few times or eating a closed door, with Xu Fengnian’s thick skin like the wall of North City, it is not a matter.
But right at this moment, the dense flow of people between Lv Zu Pavilion and the Elephant Wash Pond parted with a bang, just like Wudang’s old Sect Leader Wang Chonglou’s one finger breaking the river.
Xu Fengyen rubbed his forehead and stood up, but did not leave there.
It was that Huishan woman who walked out of Lu Zu Pavilion, even though she was not wearing the world-famous purple dress for some reason, she was still recognized by a certain sharp-eyed Jianghu person with an outstanding status.
Then she was like a dragon intruding into an anthill, and the people on the road in front of her couldn’t help but move to the sides.
Yuchi Liangsui stopped and cupped his fists and smiled, “Alliance Master Xuanyuan.”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng ignored it and brushed right past the three of them.
Yuchi Liangfu also seemed to be accustomed to it, stopping where he was and waiting until that Daxueiping Lack of Moon Building’s owner had walked out a dozen or so paces before he continued to move forward.
Yuchi read the spring could not help but turn his head to look at her, the legendary woman who had made countless great heroes of the rivers and lakes of Liyang submit to the purple dress.
Of the thirteen Xiang Fu Kui, she had monopolized three of them.
Rumor has it that she once turned away the current emperor, and even more rumor has it that she spent a night watching the snow and realizing longevity on the Gu Ni Da Gang.
Yuchi Yenquan murmured in a low voice, “It’s really a nice and beautiful woman, just cold.”
Yuchi Liangfu hurriedly glared at his daughter.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng walked straight to the old Taoist’s stall, who gulped, not knowing what to do.
She looked down at the silent Old Daoist Wu and asked blandly, “Is it spiritual?”
The old Taoist priest was not blind, much less deaf, and after knowing the identity of this beautiful woman’s unique identity in the world, not to mention having a good time, or letting him suddenly become a veritable Taoist great real person, he did not have the guts to give birth to half of a crooked mind.
Da Xue Ping Xuanyuan Ziyi’s temperamental, Li Yang dynasty and field almost no one knows.
She dared to stop Wudi City’s Wang Xianzhi from going to Liang on the Guangling River, she dared to stop Northern Liang King Xu Fengnian at the Mawei Stage Pavilion under the capital, and she dared to stop Grand Official Son Cao Changqing outside Tai’an City.
She dared to be so crazy because she is Xuanyuan Ziyi ah.
The Liyang Jianghu was even bigger, but how many people could be this unbelievably crazy?
So the old Taoist, after hearing her question, stiffly and fearfully replied, “Reporting back to the ally, it’s not quite working.”
He really didn’t dare to boast half a sentence, in case it didn’t suit her, it wasn’t like he was digging his own grave with his own hoe.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng pulled the corner of his mouth, “Oh?”
Knowing that the old Taoist was like a dead man, hurriedly said: “Most of the time it’s pretty good, but I don’t dare to guarantee that it works every time!”
Xu Fengyen, who was watching from the sidelines, admired the old Taoist monk’s wisdom, any deception under the sky, the most crucial thing is to say the words round, in order to stand invincible.
Technical work, ordinary people can not do.
Unfortunately, he was too shy to reward it.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng’s face was expressionless as she reached out to hold the bamboo cylinder containing one hundred and eight marriage signatures, slightly raising her arm and gently shaking it.
Her wrist, which was as moist as mutton fat jade, slowly twisted and turned.
With each turn of the bamboo tube, the old Taoist’s heart would flutter once.
In the past, that would mean a hundred dollars, but now it was very likely that his life would be in danger.
Finally, a sign jumped out of the bamboo tube.
She twisted it up and slowly said, “‘Two lives, one body, one shadow’, which one is it?”
The old Taoist wanted to die.
This broken sign still needed him to interpret it?
The old Taoist nearly sat paralyzed on the bench and said in a trembling voice, “It’s the eighty-fourth sign.”
At the line between life and death, the old Taoist had a flash of insight and bravely said in a loud voice, “Alliance Master! This time is exactly the kind of situation that falls into the category of not working!”
Many of the kind-hearted incense burners nearby pinched a cold sweat for the old Daoist.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng threw the stick back into the bamboo tube and continued to rotate it.
The old Taoist stared at the bamboo tube without turning his eyes away, reciting in his mind, praying to all the Immortals, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the heavens, not to mention the Zhenwu Emperor who sat in Wudang, even the Land Shrine in his hometown of Hezhou was not forgotten.
Only, when the woman reported the content of the second sign, the old Taoist was completely disheartened.
“Seeking fish on the edge of the wood is not attainable in the end.”
She still asked, “Which sign is it?”
The sweaty old Taoist let out a soft lament and said breathlessly, “It’s the fifty-fourth sign.”
Holding the sign in one hand and the tube in the other, she neither threw the bamboo sign back into the tube nor opened her mouth to speak, as she narrowed those narrow Danfeng eyes.
The old Taoist bowed his head and said dismally, “My sign, it doesn’t work.”
The old man no longer dared to call himself a poor Taoist.
She glanced elsewhere unobtrusively, hesitated, and began to shake the signet for the third time.
A bamboo sign fell gently onto the tabletop.
The old Taoist closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
Only to hear that cool voice coming from above his head, “Divination to resolve doubt, not doubt what divination.”
The old Taoist who was already close to the edge of collapse had his eyes in a trance and did not return to his senses for a while.
I don’t know who answered for him, “Eleven signs, the sign of neutralization.”
The old Taoist who finally came to his senses was filled with ecstasy, tearing his heart out as he said, “Alliance Master! It’s the Sign of Zhongping, it’s really the Sign of Zhongping!”
The old Taoist wept with joy for a moment.
The world is all like this, after walking through the gate of ghosts and returning to the Yang world, I believe that as long as there is a mouthful of cold water to drink and a cold bun to eat, it is already a great fortune.
She fell into deep thought, smiled, and then, to everyone’s surprise, the world says that things don’t come in threes, but she still shook the sign box for the fourth time.
This time, the old Taoist, probably resigned to his fate, did not know where to get the energy to look around, trying to find the benefactor who had helped to interpret the sign.
It was just a sea of people, how difficult it was.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng this time drew out the bamboo stick, did not self-report the content of the sign, but after reading it, he handed it to the old Taoist, as the most common people who ask for a sign, asked: “What is the solution?”
The old Taoist took the bamboo stick tremblingly, and answered loudly with a cow’s head in the air, “The Chinese stick! The middle stick! The sign ……”
The old Taoist just repeatedly shouted the word 中签 repeatedly.
She didn’t get angry either, and waited until the old Taoist was a little calmer before continuing to ask, “What is the solution?”
The old Taoist lifted his sleeve and wiped a handful of tears, stood up with great difficulty, and after holding the sign with both hands and bowing, he said with a terrified face, “Reporting back to the Alliance Master, this sign is the 96th sign, ‘or ten years, or seven or eight years, or five or six years, or three or four years.’ This sign means that in the matter of marriage, if you want to be quick, you can’t get there, so you need to be patient and wait.”
The old Taoist did not forget to say, “It may not be accurate, it may not be spiritual.”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was noncommittal and stretched out his hand.
The old Taoist hurriedly handed that bamboo stick to this Yan Wang Wang-like terrifying woman.
Then she said a remark that stunned everyone, “Your sign, it’s quite spiritual, very good.”
She lowered her head and put down the bamboo tube, and successively drew three swabs from it, two of which instantly turned into pieces at her fingertips as soon as they left the bamboo tube.
So she only left two sticks behind.
She raised her head and looked at the old Taoist who was like he had just climbed out of the Elephant Wash Pool, and after a moment’s thought, she said, “You have interpreted four of the sticks for me.”
The old Taoist could not help but stare with wide eyes and dry lips.
Only to hear her slowly say, “One hundred taels of gold, a book of Taoist secrets, a mansion in Bei Liang Ling Zhou, and a seat at the top of Hui Mountain, you can choose any one of them.”
The old Taoist once again cried tears of joy, his face full of old tears, “I want to go to Hui Mountain! Go to Great Snowy Ping as a guest secretary!”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng turned away with a cold face.
Taking those two marriage signatures with him.