Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Seven: Liaozhai's Trigram
"Bai Suzhen!"
Zhang Heng looked at Bai Suzhen for a moment.
Because of his facial blindness, he couldn't tell whether Bai Suzhen was beautiful or not. He only thought that she was well-dressed, wearing a white skirt with lotus embroidered on it, like a snow lotus.
"Ms. sir, come home with me."
With a gentle smile, Bai Suzhen supported Xu Xian's arm.
"I, I have to go see my friends later, you go back first."
Xu Xian tried his best to hide the panic in his eyes.
"Friend, what friend?"
Bai Suzhen took out a handkerchief and wiped Xu Xian's cold sweat: "Look at you, you smell of alcohol and are sweating profusely. You will definitely get sick if you go out like this. You'd better go back with me first, take a shower, change clothes, and wait until you wake up."
Go ahead."
"No, I made an appointment with Zhang Wen. He should be here soon."
Xu Xian was stiff all over, like a wooden man, letting Bai Suzhen wipe his sweat.
"Zhang Wen?" Bai Suzhen said with a strange look on her face: "Zhang Wen died of illness half a month ago, and we still go to express our condolences to him. Are you thinking of a ghost?"
"A ghost?"
"Maybe."
Xu Xian smiled a little awkwardly.
He doesn't have the ability to fight ghosts, but he's more like a monster.
This morning he woke up from his sleep and found Bai Suzhen lying next to him, naked.
It didn't matter if the couple didn't wear any clothes, but what made him heartbroken was that Bai Suzhen's lower body was actually a snake.
At first he thought he had made a mistake.
I stretched out my hand and touched it. It was ice cold. It was really a snake tail and not a human leg.
"Xu Xian, go back with your wife quickly. You have drank enough today."
Xu Xian didn't want to leave, but everyone didn't give him this chance.
They pulled and pulled him out forcefully, and some good people said to Bai Suzhen: "Bai Suzhen, can you handle it? If not, two of us will go and take Xu Xian back for you."
"I can do it, don't bother everyone."
Bai Suzhen put Xu Xian's arm on her shoulders, half hugged and half hugged her, and took Xu Xian home.
Watching the backs of the two of them.
The diners in the tavern were talking a lot: "Xu Xian was so virtuous in his last life that he can marry such a good wife in this life."
"Who says it's not the case? If I had a wife like this, she could wake up with a smile even in her dreams. It's not like him, who doesn't know how blessed he is when he's in the midst of blessings."
Hearing everyone's discussion, Zhang Heng smiled and shook his head.
These are people who cannot eat grapes. If they can eat them and get used to eating them, grapes are actually just that.
Nothing but freshness.
afternoon.
Zhang Heng had nothing to do, so he started walking around the West Lake.
Boarding the flower boat, not interested.
Listening to erotic music, he is a student of Huang Ting Jing.
I walked around and watched others playing hut.
It's the kind of game where you take five steps away and throw arrowheads into the pot with your hands.
If you hit one, you will be given a feathered bullock.
If you hit two, you will be given a candied haws.
The highest score is three out of three, and you get a big kite half the height of a person.
Zhang Heng played a game, spent two copper coins, and got a kite.
But he didn't ask for it, so he gave it to the little girl who was watching the fun. The little girl jumped up and down with joy.
"The Gua Immortal's calculations are so accurate. He got everything right!"
"You win, I asked you to calculate it a long time ago, but you don't believe it. If you had believed me, your little son wouldn't have broken his leg."
Wandering around.
Zhang Heng heard two women discussing something under the tree.
At first glance, it sounds like a quack magician has recently arrived in West Lake, claiming to be the reincarnation of an immortal who can predict bad luck and make accurate calculations.
"Exiled to Immortal?"
Zhang Heng saw the admiration on their faces and became interested.
Speaking of which, he knew a lot about reincarnated immortals. Not to mention the fact that his fourth-generation master, Xu Hui, was accompanied by a jade ax when he was born. He was recognized as the reincarnation of immortals.
Recently, there has been a reincarnation of the Arhat like Fa Hai. If there is one, there are two. It is not surprising that there are multiple reincarnations of the Gua Immortal.
Of course, I think so.
It remains to be determined whether the Gua Immortal mentioned by the two people is a reincarnated Immortal.
After all, the two of them were mortals with naked eyes, and it was like rain when they heard the wind. No one can say for sure whether they are reincarnated immortals or liars.
"The secret of heaven knows all the joys and sorrows, and the gatherings, separations, and reunions all come together!"
Zhang Heng walked along the path and soon found traces of Guaxian in a forest.
how to say.
Looking at the sharp-mouthed monkey's cheeks, this Gua Immortal looks more like a giant monkey than an expert.
However, the bullshit is quite loud, and I don’t know if he is really capable or just careless.
"This young man!"
Seeing Zhang Heng approaching, Gua Xian's eyes lit up and he took the initiative to greet him.
"Master?"
Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment.
Although he always dresses like a nobleman for the convenience of traveling.
But his aura and magic power are not something that can be concealed. As long as he steps into the practice, it should not be difficult to tell that he is a monk with magic power.
"Sir, you are in trouble."
The Gua Immortal was startled and said to Zhang Heng: "Did you know that your hall is darkened and your face is troubled? This is a sign of impending disaster."
"A disaster is coming, are you serious?"
Zhang Heng was a little bit dumbfounded.
His heavenly palace is full and his eyes are full of energy. Whoever sees him would not say that he is full of energy. Where does the saying that a disaster is imminent come from?
"Of course I am serious, it depends on whether you believe it or not."
Guaxian said solemnly: "If you believe it, I have a method that can help you escape from bad luck, but this method requires gold and silver to be used as a dojo, at least one thousand taels, you see..."
"One thousand taels!"
Zhang Heng was speechless.
When he heard this number, he knew he had met a liar.
Why, because with his status, how could he get a thousand taels?
If Gua Xian is really good at deduction, he shouldn't not know who he is.
He couldn't tell, so there was only one possibility, that is, this person had no real qualities and relied on deception to deceive everyone he could.
As for whether anyone was fooled.
Of course there are still some. If you don’t believe me, look at the lottery. Buying a lottery is like playing rock, paper, scissors. If you lose, give me two dollars. If I lose, I will give you five million, but you have to pay first.
Some people even believe in lottery tickets, but there is nothing else that they don’t believe in.
"Money is something external to the body, and this hexagram immortal does not take it very seriously."
"Let's see. You and I are so destined. For one hundred taels, how about I help you resolve your troubles?"
Seeing that Zhang Heng refused to take the money, Guaxian also began to change his words: "I don't want your money, but I want to use your money to do your things. If you do this, I will be very embarrassed."
"No money."
Zhang Heng refused without thinking.
"Don't regret it if you are stingy with this small amount of money!"
Seeing that Zhang Heng had no intention of paying, Guaxian's attitude became cold and cheerful: "I said you were a short-lived prime minister, but I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, just go home and wait. Within three days, you will definitely have a fight.
Great calamity."
Hear the sound.
Zhang Heng seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and was noncommittal.
night.
A strong wind blew outside the inn, and the sound of the wind was like the howling of ghosts and wolves, which made people shudder.
It's a pity that Zhang Heng is not an ordinary person.
When I heard a strong wind blowing outside, I remained unmoved and continued reading under the lamp.
"Sir, how did you sleep last night?"
Early the next morning.
Gua Xian came and asked Zhang Heng straight to the point.
"It's not bad. I had a good night's sleep. It's morning when I open my eyes."
Zhang Heng said it very freely and easily.
"Yeah?"
Gua Xian left doubtfully.
On the second night, in addition to the strong wind, there were also knocks on the door.
Zhang Heng looked out along the window paper and saw a dark figure lingering in front of the window. From time to time he pushed the window with his hand, as if it might crawl in from the outside at any time.
Is Zhang Heng afraid?
of course not.
So the night passed again.
Early in the morning.
Gua Xian ran into Zhang Heng again and asked the same old question: "How did you sleep last night?"
"It's natural."
Zhang Heng is still calm and calm.
"Yeah?"
Gua Xian was a little confused.
"This warlock has evil intentions!"
Zhang Heng has already guessed Gua Xian's routine.
Find a rich man first, and then tell him there is danger.
If he gives me money, everything will be easy.
If he doesn't give it, he will be invited to frighten him by familiar ghosts. After being frightened like this, he will most likely give in.
"Aren't you scared by this?"
Gua Xian was a little incredulous and said boldly: "Today is the third day. Be careful at night. Don't blame me for not warning you."
Zhang Heng did not answer.
The third night.
Zhang Heng was meditating when he suddenly heard the sound of the window being opened.
Hearing the sound, Zhang Heng lay down on his side and pretended to be asleep.
Not long after.
As the window opened a gap, a palm-sized puppet came holding a blue silver needle.
Jump, jump...
The puppet jumped around the bed, watching Zhang Heng's reaction.
After seeing that he was indeed asleep, he jumped up from the ground, jumped onto the bed, and raised the silver needle in his hand.