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Chapter 129 Yellowstone(1/2)

Zhao Lang was slightly startled when he heard this. What do you mean it shouldn't be him?

Is this old man waiting for someone?

"Old Taoist, who are you waiting for?"

When the old Taoist heard this, his body shook violently, and he said with a complicated expression,

"Old fortune tellers are of course waiting for someone. They are always waiting for the right person."

Zhao Lang naturally knew that this veteran was not telling the truth, but he could not force others to do so. He said with a smile,

"Since I'm waiting for a destined person, now that I've met you, I'm naturally destined to be with you."

When the old man heard this, he immediately frowned and looked around, as if he was looking for someone.

But he didn't find anything. Finally he gritted his teeth, looked at Zhao Lang and said,

"Young Master said that if you want to see him, you are destined to meet him."

"But the hexagram money that I want this time is not low."

Zhao Lang smiled and said,

"Still the old rules, as long as the old calculation is accurate, the hexagram gold will be opened as you wish."

The old man looked around again, but still found nothing.

Looking at Zhao Lang's face, he started to make divinations in his hands, and he said resignedly,

"What do you want the young master to ask this time?"

Zhao Lang stopped the other party and said,

"I'm not going to read fortune tellers today, I'm going to take a calligraphy test."

The old Taoist said nonchalantly,

"Master, please write."

Zhao Lang looked at the old Taoist, his heart moved slightly, he took a step back and drew a "one" on the ground with his foot.

Then he said to the old man,

"Just test this word and ask about your future."

When the old Taoist saw a word on the ground, he frowned slightly and began to make divinations.

But when he picked up the tortoise shell, the tortoise shell suddenly cracked!

Seeing this scene, a flash of horror flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, and he took two steps back.

"How could this happen!?"

Zhao Lang looked at the other party's performance and said nothing. What happened last time made him feel that this old man was a bit evil.

The old Taoist felt a little distressed and picked up his tortoise shell. After trying for a long time, he couldn't get it back.

Finally, he said helplessly to Zhao Lang,

"Sir, there's no one who knows how to eat, so we can't count today."

Zhao Lang said coldly,

"Old Taoist, we have agreed before that if you calculate it accurately, the hexagram gold will be opened as you wish."

"But now you don't care about it, so what?"

The old Taoist sighed and said,

"What the young master said is that today is my fault."

"But I don't have much, I only have three silk books that I carry with me. Master, please take one."

After saying that, he took out three pieces of cloth with words written on them from his arms and placed them in front of Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and did not go to get it immediately. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The old Taoist said immediately,

"If you don't want it, I will put it away."

"Wait a minute,"

Zhao Lang said at this time,

"Of course I want it, I was just thinking about which one to get."

The old Taoist said feebly,

"Have you made up your mind now?"

Zhao Lang nodded, reached out and took the middle portion,

"I want this."

The old Taoist closed his eyes in pain and said,

"Since the young master has already taken the things, please invite me."

Zhao Lang put away the silk book and said with a smile,

"Well, old Taoist, we are destined to meet again."

After saying that, he walked towards death.

The old Taoist looked at Zhao Lang's leaving figure and said with a bitter smile,

"It's better not to see him."

When Zhao Lang disappeared from his sight, the old Taoist turned his head and looked at the word Zhao Lang wrote on the ground.

lamented,

"Why did you write this word?"

After saying that, he moved his feet and a cloth shoe flew out, erasing that word.

Then he sat down on the ground helplessly.

When people around him saw this old man lying on the ground without a pair of shoes, they all avoided him.

"Old man, are these the shoes you dropped?"

I don't know how long it took, but a pleasant voice sounded in Lao Dao's ears.

When the old man opened his eyes, he saw a very beautiful woman holding his shoes and bringing them to him.

Behind him was a young man.

Seeing this young man, the old Taoist sighed softly,

"Why did you come?"

Then he threw the shoes handed over by the woman, and they happened to fall in front of the young man.

Seeing this scene, the young man picked up his shoes, frowned and said,

"You're such an old man! Miss Bai was kind enough to help you pick up your shoes, but you threw them away?"

"A Liang, it doesn't matter,"

The woman stopped the young man, then smiled and said to the old man,

"Old man, are you separated from your family?"

A Liang said angrily,

"Miss Bai, I've seen too many tricksters like this. Don't be fooled."

He now wanted to highlight himself more in front of the other party.

He should have been here a long time ago, but he took the initiative to accompany him to visit the market, so he was delayed for a while.

His old servant was right, the other party is now a peasant saint, if he can win the other party.

In the future, with the help of the power of the peasant family, my own anti-Qin plan will have a better chance of winning.

Upon hearing this, the veteran's lips trembled, he put on his shoes and stood up.

He took out the remaining two pieces of silk books, gave one to the woman, and threw the other to A Liang.

"Thank you both for your kindness in picking up shoes. I only have two silk books in return."

"Old Taoist, I still have something important to do, so let's leave it at that."

After saying that, he shook his head, turned around and left very simply.

A Liang only felt that this old man was inexplicable.

"This old man, seeing that I can't defraud you of money, is so rude."

As he was about to throw away the silk book in his hand, the woman said,

"How could you just throw it away when it was given by the elders? It's better to keep it."
To be continued...
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