The fortune teller turned around and saw that the girl in red was exactly the girl he had dreamed about in his dream. The girl who had been Chang Hao's childhood sweetheart when Chang Hao was sixteen years old, named Xu Ling'er.

Wang Lin said that the Chang Hao he dreamed about appeared in this city, and the story that was happening to him was exactly what he saw in his dream when he was sixty years old.

In that story, it was Chang Hao who rescued Xu Linger from the Huanshen Sect and placed her in a city.

Before, the fortune teller would not have thought that the city in the dream story would be the city where he settled. Now not only did the story in the dream appear around him, but what made him uneasy was that the dream story

Stories that never appeared in the film also appeared.

How could Xu Ling'er come to find herself?

There was no such plot in the dream.

Have you fallen into a dream yourself?

No.

The fortune teller was confused for a moment.

This is reality, not a dream.

Does that mean there is still a difference between dreams and reality?

What he dreamed was not everything, so things that never appeared in dreams happened in reality.

Seeing the fortune teller's expression change, Xu Ling'er pondered in her heart, then lowered her head slightly and said in a low voice with a clear voice: "I heard that all of Mr.'s calculations are correct, and as long as he pays more than ten taels of gold, anyone can do it. I don't know if it is possible.

Can you give me some advice for the little girl?"

The fortune teller looked at Xu Ling'er, regained his composure, and said abruptly: "You are a cultivator."

Xu Ling'er's face was calm, and she was not surprised to be told that her cultivation level was broken by the physiognomist, but she slowly said: "The little girl used to be a cultivator, but now her cultivation level is 9 out of 10, and she is even an ordinary Qi practitioner."

Not as good as."

The fortune teller has always wanted to stay away from cultivators. The little Taoist priest he met today was an unavoidable accident and there was no way around it.

But then Xu Ling'er came to the door again. He hesitated in his heart and wanted to directly refuse to perform fortune-telling for cultivators. However, this woman's identity and experience were related to the most important dream in his life, which made him unable to help for a while.

Able to make decisions.

Deep down in the heart of the fortune teller, there is also some desire to explore this unknown change.

However, there are also surprises and confusion about something beyond what was predicted in the dream.

"If you want to do the math, you can't do it today. You can only wait ten days."

The fortune teller left such a sentence, which was regarded as a reply, and he had the mentality to deal with Xu Ling'er first and go home to think carefully.

Xu Ling'er has lived in the city for several months. She knew the rules of the fortune teller before, and today she also saw the fortune teller punishing the little Taoist priest. Naturally, she did not dare to force anything, so she gave a blessing and said: "

The little girl will come back to see you in ten days."

She just wanted to come over and say hello today, but she knew that she couldn't do it today.

After finishing speaking, Xu Ling'er bowed and left.

The fortune teller watched Xu Ling'er's back leave and fell into deep thought.

Today's arrival of Xu Ling'er is the first accident that has occurred to the fortune teller in so many years.

That day he once said to Wang Lin, whether you do something or not, your destiny will be there.

But today, something unexpected happened that had not been predicted in the dream, which shocked him more or less.

"Is it because there is something strange in my dream, or is it that changes in reality will..."

The fortune teller was thinking in his heart, I am afraid that all this depends on whether his dreams in the next few days will change with today's unusual changes.

Previously, Chang Hao appeared in the city, announcing that dreams and reality are indistinguishable from each other. This was like a beginning, so the dream that had not changed in forty years actually showed the figure of the fortune teller himself in the last scene.

This change in the dream made the fortune teller make a guess.

Could it be that changes in reality, just like what he said to Wang Lin, whether you do it or not, will eventually lead to the result in the dream.

This big dream has long been a destined fate. No matter what anomalies there are in reality, fate will eventually be adjusted in the dream and everything will return to fate.

So Xu Ling'er's appearance today is indeed a mistake in reality. But according to the physiognomist's speculation, maybe he will dream about it again and be reaccepted by the dream to make repairs the day after tomorrow.

This is just his guess.

It still needs to be verified in dreams.

The fortune teller went home.

…

But the little Taoist priest who fled in panic fled back to the small Taoist temple outside the city.

When he reached the foot of the mountain, he suppressed the hatred and anger in his eyes and turned it into a look of grievance on his face. This emotional change was so smooth that it seemed as if he had done it countless times.

As soon as he entered the Taoist temple, he met his fellow disciples.

Those disciples were shocked when they saw the little Taoist priest's appearance: "Little brother, what's wrong with you? How did you get hurt like this?"

The little Taoist priest's mind was damaged. Even if he didn't need to perform any more, people could see that he was seriously injured.

"Junior brother, master ordered several brothers to go down the mountain to look for you. What on earth has happened to you?"

The little Taoist priest directly passed by his fellow disciples and rushed to Zhou Wutai's house. Before he reached the door, he started crying aggrievedly: "Master, Master, I was hurt by a fortune teller at the foot of the mountain, and I was also ruined by Master's gift.

My self-defense jade pendant, avenge me, Master!"

Brother Big Ear opened the door, let the disciples in, and said in a deep voice: "Who can break your self-defense jade pendant? How did you provoke him?"

The other disciples also followed in, and they were frightened when they heard this. Looking at this, the person who injured the little junior brother might not be under the cultivation level of the master.

It's good now, this little junior brother is usually arrogant and domineering, and finally someone teaches him a lesson.

The person opposite is still no weaker than the master. I am afraid that no matter how much the master favors him, he cannot avenge his junior brother without reason.

The little Taoist priest knelt before the big-eared monk and cried bitterly, just like a child who was bullied outside and cried in front of his parents: "Master, that person bullied others too much..."

He told everything about what happened at the foot of the mountain.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and cried loudly: "It's not that the disciple took the initiative to provoke him, it was him who just said that the disciple would be killed by his relatives in the future. This is clearly a curse on the disciple..."

When Zhou Wutai heard this, his eyes moved slightly. It was not visible on his face, but he was very solemn in his heart.

Then I heard the little Taoist tell me everything in the end.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly snorted coldly: "The person you said is not very capable, but the person behind him is more powerful. The wood carving he is holding should have been given by the person behind him. How can this not make sense..."

The other disciples were greatly surprised. Listening to Master's tone, it seemed that he wanted to...

The little Taoist priest was very happy in his heart, but he cried even more aggrievedly on his face.

Zhou Wutai touched the little Taoist priest's head lovingly and said: "Let's go and ask for an explanation for you, Master. You have been wronged outside. If Master doesn't stand up for you, who else will stand up for you?"

When the little Taoist priest heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red. This was not a pretense, but a true expression of his true feelings.

He also knew that many of his actions were wrong, but just because this father-like man tolerated everything about him made him cling to the feeling every time his master stood up for him.

This kind of father-like feeling makes him know that something is wrong, but he still has to do it, just to finally get the master's preference for him. This kind of father-son feeling makes him greedy, makes him moved, and makes him feel

To the happiness of an orphan.

The other disciples already looked extremely ugly.

For this kind of thing, the master actually stood up for his junior brother. It’s really...

But they could only see Zhou Wutai leading the little Taoist priest out of the Taoist temple.

One after the other.

Like a father and son.

No, that's a father and son.

Zhou Wutai walked in front, his face calm, and he said in his heart: "I didn't expect that there are people like me who have transformed into mortals in this city."

The fortune teller's hexagrams indeed touched him, but as a great monk Zhou Wutai who was about to transform into a god, how could he believe the random nonsense of a young monk in the Qi training period.

The real owner of the wood carving on the fortune teller was the reason why he decided to go down the mountain this time.

In a city, it is impossible to turn a blind eye to two mortal people.

…

In the city.

Wang Lin sat in the wood carving shop, waiting quietly for the person behind the little Taoist priest to arrive.

…

On the way down the mountain.

"Where is the fortune teller in the city?" Zhou Wutai turned to ask his young apprentice.

However, at the moment when he opened his mouth to ask.

Suddenly.

The clouds surged fiercely in the sky, and a cold voice sounded: "Zhou Wutai, get back to your mountain, and be at peace!"
To be continued...