Gradually, the rain outside became lighter and lighter. Zhiqiu's snoring sounds were heard one after another on the bed, and the sound kept echoing in the room. The old Taoist priest in white was not very good-looking at this time. For some reason, the little girl just couldn't listen to the old Taoist priest's words, and she just lowered her head and said nothing.

Just because of what the old Taoist priest said, there are many twists and turns and bumps in the road. How could this little girl stand this blow? Whoever is a 14 or 15-year-old girl who doesn’t want to have no thorns on her love road, and it’s better to have a smooth journey along the way.

But now, the Taoist priest around him said that his marriage was not smooth and full of ups and downs. What can he do? It’s not just accepting his fate. The hexagram of this Taoist priest is of course accurate, so Yan Yuan was really depressed at this time.

At the same time, the old Taoist priest was even more depressed. When an ordinary girl heard that her marriage was not good, she would definitely panic. She tried every means to change her hexagrams and marriages by herself, and prayed to find a good husband and have a good marriage.

But the little girl next to her was indifferent. After listening to her words, she actually accepted her fate. What is the difference between this and the fact that she was trying to win at the beginning of chess?

The old Taoist priest in white was unwilling to give up. He thought for a while and lowered his voice and said to Yan Yuan: "Little girl, you don't have to sigh. This is all about human affairs and destiny. Destiny is so mysterious. Although I calculated that your marriage is not good at this moment, it only means that the marriage you had in your fate was not good before."

The old Taoist priest in white said, and his left hand gently waved his palm back, and a gust of wind blew over, impartially, just blowing up the Taoist robe behind him, looking a bit like a god.

However, Yan Yuan didn't see it. How could she appreciate the scene with her head down? She just listened to the old Taoist priest indifferently.

The old Taoist priest slowly had a bead of sweat on his forehead, and he felt a little annoyed. Now, if he was a little bit of Taoism and bragging his Taoist robe, why did he feel extremely tired?

After thinking about it, he had to attribute the responsibility to his failure to use the Taoist Dharma for many years and was a little unfamiliar.

When the old Taoist priest thought it through, he continued: "Whether you believe it or not, I can go against the heaven and change the fixed number in my destiny. The fate of this person is with me, so it cannot be called fixed number. I can change the hexagram, and of course I can change the fate. You can also understand that I can go against the heaven and change the fate. In short, I can change your marriage for you to ensure that your marriage is unobstructed."

Yan Yuan opened her eyes wide. She was a little moved, but she was a little at a loss. What the old man said seemed very tempting.

But this stubborn little girl knew: she didn't know what the price would be sacrificed.

She survived a few years ago at the cost of a woman's death.

The woman looks almost the same as hers. Apart from not liking to wear red clothes, she is almost carved from the same mold.

So Yan Yuan didn't dare to make a decision easily.

When the old Taoist priest saw the little girl's face full of entanglement, he couldn't help it. He blushed and stretched out a finger to the little girl.

Yan Yuan scratched his head.

The old Taoist priest gritted his teeth and said softly: "One or two silver!"

Yan Yuan opened his mouth wide and stared at the old Taoist priest blankly.

When the old Taoist priest saw the little girl looking surprised and thought the price was too high, he stretched out five fingers and said loudly: "Miss, 500 texts! No more, this change of hexagram, change of fate, and change of marriage is indeed a bit harmful to some vitality. If you don't have less, I won't change your hexagram."

After hearing this, Yan Yuan did not hesitate at all and was about to take out some silver from her purse. She thought to herself that she only needed to spend some money to do it, and she also complained that she was a little too careless.

Just as she slowly came from the purse, a voice came from the edge of the bed: "Big... Miss?"

Before Yan Yuan could think, he immediately stopped paying money and ran to the bedside in two steps.

Zhiqiu's face was a little pale. He barely sat up at this moment and said to Yan Yuan: "Miss, pour me some water. I've been sleeping for a while and I'm really thirsty."

Yan Yuan rolled his eyes at him, but said nothing. He got up and left the small house to find him water.

Even if there are thousands of words to ask Zhiqiu at this moment, I still can't stand the thirst of Zhiqiu.

The old Taoist priest's face was gloomy and clear at this moment. Why did the silver he had obtained be taken away by this young man? He deliberately coughed a few times to attract Zhiqiu's attention.

Zhiqiu seemed to deliberately ignore the old Taoist priest who was in the small room. He didn't speak or stared at the old Taoist priest, and just looked at Yan Yu'an's figure outside the window.

There was a slight smirk on this face.

When the old Taoist priest in white saw that Zhiqiu ignored him, he became more and more angry. He cleared his throat and said intentionally: "I told the girl that the beads were only sold for two hundred yuan." When he said this, his face was filled with a smug smile, as if he was waiting to see Zhiqiu's angry expression.

Unfortunately, Zhiqiu didn't take it seriously and said lightly: "Oh, it's okay." He didn't even look at the old Taoist priest when he said this.

The old Taoist priest was a little puzzled at this moment. Logically speaking, this young man shouldn't have such an attitude. Could it be that he was cursing me and scolding me as an old liar, why did he tell the matter?

The old man gritted his teeth again and said fiercely: "That little girl is very disappointed and sad."

Zhiqiu still had a silly smile on his face, ignoring the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest couldn't figure it out at this time. After he couldn't figure it out for a while, he had to take out the bamboo sticks in his arms and play with them there.

Strangely, when Zhiqiu saw that the old Taoist priest did not speak, he pretended to be fine and said casually: "What you said or did not have anything to do with me. I have been awake for a long time. Just now, I deliberately called the eldest lady. Change the hexagram? Change the marriage? I lied to me for two hundred words but it was not enough?" He turned his head and said to the old Taoist priest, "We are equal."

After hearing this, the old Taoist priest in white broke out one of the bamboo sticks and said, "You won this game, and then got up and walked out of the house with a crutch."

But just as he walked to the door, Zhiqiu called him again and said, "Old man, tell me the truth, where did Ji Zhengyi go and why did he leave?"

The old Taoist priest in white sighed and said softly: "I won't lie to you this time. I really don't know where he went. But I can't die anyway. I have calculated that the child should have been a bloody disaster some time ago, but I don't know why he avoided it. After hiding that time, there will be no such disaster again for a long time."

Zhiqiu lit a little and said in a deep voice: "This time I hope you are not lying, and I hope your hexagram is accurate." He lifted the quilt and slowly got out of bed, but the first step was not steady and fell on the bed again.

The young man struggled slightly in the bed, but stood up. He walked behind the old Taoist priest, leaned into the latter's ear and said softly: "I hope you are just an ordinary old Taoist priest who is greedy for money."

The old Taoist priest in white laughed twice, without responding, and limped away from the door.

Yan Yuan couldn't help asking a few questions when he saw the old Taoist priest walking out. The old Taoist priest made up a reason and fooled it.

It’s just a pity that this girl with light red fairy skirt thought, so where should I find this old Taoist priest to change his hexagram?

But she didn't think too much now, she just wanted to get some water in this well soon. She was weak and could only get very little water at a time, and just pulled it up like this.

Fortunately, the rain has stopped, otherwise the rouge will be spent.

Zhiqiu leaned against the door beside the room and looked at Yan Yuan, whose little face was a little redder than usual.

The Imperial College Priest once wrote a poem saying: Look at the mountains from afar, and listen to the sound of water from afar.

It can be seen that Qiu's mind is full of:

The mountains are colorful from a distance, but the mountains are graceful from a close distance.

When Yan Yuan was digging the well, he suddenly looked into the room and found Zhiqiu leaning against the door. She shouted loudly: "Hey! Xiao Zhiqiu, come here to help, why is this bucket so heavy?"

Zhiqiu smiled and pointed at his face and shook his head.

Yan Yuan saw that his face was indeed extremely pale, so he had to give up. After a stick of incense, he could barely fill a bucket of water. At this time, she was indeed a little tired. She half-squatted on the ground, without even speaking. She gestured a few times to Zhiqiu.

Zhiqiu understood and walked slowly with small steps.

He came to the bucket and squatted down, buried his face in the bucket, making a "gurgling" sound in his mouth. Yan Yuan, who was beside him, was shocked when he saw it.

This...is anyone who drinks water like this?

But she didn't have the strength to speak. Seeing that Zhiqiu was so poor, she didn't care about anything. She got up and walked slowly into the room. When she got there, she fell directly on the bed.

Zhiqiu drank half a bucket of water in one breath and was almost hiccup.

Some days I haven't eaten candied haws and sesame cakes, so he touched his stomach.

In fact, Zhiqiu was lying on the ground in the yard drinking at noon today. After drinking a few pots by himself, he threw the pot aside and fell asleep for some reason.

It was not until the heavy rain that he woke up. When he woke up, his head hurt so much. He wanted to go out to the pharmacy run by the boy to get some medicine, but as soon as he went out, he saw the eldest lady and the old Taoist priest.

Zhiqiu thought he was dreaming, so he went back to the house to sleep in a daze, but after sleeping for a while, he heard the old Taoist priest telling the fortune teller again, so he kept listening to the old Taoist priest carefully on the bed.

He deliberately interrupted when the eldest lady was about to pay the money.

This old Taoist priest is cheating money again.

But later when he waited for his head to be clearer, he thought about it carefully and found that the old Taoist priest was really strange that the pigeon could not find out his identity.

And why is this old Taoist priest with Ji Zhengyi? Why is this old Taoist priest selling his beads? Why is this old Taoist priest with the eldest lady again?

Zhiqiu was not good at playing chess, but he still keenly discovered that this old Taoist priest may have a ulterior motive. As for whether it is good or bad, it may take some time to see it.

After drinking some water, Zhiqiu's face was obviously better. When he returned to the room, he saw Yan Yuan lying on the bed and fell asleep. He looked not very embarrassed, but his sleeping position was better than his.

He gently put the cloth quilt on Yan Yu'an's body, then walked out of the gate and stood in the alleys of Yushui Street.

He was waiting for the pigeon's reply, and the pigeon next to him went to the capital, and he didn't know whether the news he brought back was good or bad.
Chapter completed!