Shi Yue has been decisive in killing all his life, and there is really no one he is truly afraid of from his heart. Even though this veteran's eyes seem to be able to penetrate his heart and contain a breathtaking aura, he will never avoid it.
With an awe-inspiring look on his face, he adjusted his breathing. A strong chilling air filled the small inner hall, and awe-inspiring light shot out from his eyes.
Madam Ninth did not understand martial arts and could not appreciate the hidden flavor in it. However, the little Taoist boy took a few steps back and stood leaning against the corner with a look of fear in his eyes.
A flash of spiritual light flashed out of the ox-nosed old man's eyes, and then suddenly disappeared, and the room became dim again!
Shi Yue smiled softly and joked: "When I saw the Taoist priest's appearance, I suddenly felt something. I thought of a poem, but I was afraid that if I said it, the Taoist priest would be angry..."
The old Taoist stroked his beard and said curiously: "But it doesn't matter. How can a person who is buried in the earth care about being a stinky person?"
Shi Yue raised his eyebrows and chanted: "Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared!"
When the Taoist boy heard this poem, he felt that the artistic conception was beautiful, but he didn't know what it had to do with the old Taoist. His eyes blinked as if he were in the mist.
Madam Ninth, however, covered her small mouth and giggled out loud, thinking how could her handsome brother have so many witticisms? She obviously disliked the old man for being ugly, but he still said it so interestingly and vividly. What a wonderful person!
However, this old Taoist cannot be offended, and he expects others to tell fortunes! He looked back at Shi Yue and said angrily: "You must not be rude, how dare you make jokes about the immortal?"
The old Taoist was stunned when he heard this, but then his brows showed a look of joy, and he said boldly: "This donor, are you praising the poor Taoist for his good looks? Hehe... there are really not many people of my age.
She is prettier than me! However, outsiders regard skin as dung, pink and ugly, so what if you are beautiful? It’s vain! It’s vain!”
This old man is so thick-skinned! He is indeed a shameless old man...
Shi Yue curled his lips in boredom and asked: "Old magic stick... no... old god, your apprentice said that you have unpredictable abilities, but I don't know whether it is true or not? Can you open your eyes for us?"
After a pause, he patted his chest and said narrowly: "For example...can you guess the origins of the two of us?"
The old Taoist squinted his eyes, looked at Mrs. Ninth, pondered for a moment, stroked his beard and said: "The female donor was born in a poor family, her father died when she was young, and her mother remarried to a foreign country. Although she leaned on the door and made a fool of herself, she kept herself clean, and then something went wrong.
When I enter the house of an official, I am like a bird in a cage, depressed and unhappy. The female benefactor, am I right?"
Madam Ninth's pink lips parted slightly, and her eyes showed a look of horror. She was stunned for a moment, and Yingying prostrated herself: "Old God, what you said is so accurate..."
Shi Yue was also stunned. Looking at Madam Ninth's excited expression, he knew that the old man had hit the mark. He had never thought that Madam Ninth's life experience would be so difficult, and he felt pity in his heart!
I also thought about how this old Taoist could guess so accurately? Shouldn't he have inquired about Mrs. Daojiu's details in advance and then spread suspicion?
He coughed softly and smiled: "Old god, do you see where I come from?"
The old Taoist raised his eyes and stared at Shi Yue. He watched for a while, with a look of surprise in his eyes. After counting with his fingers, he couldn't help but shook his head: "How strange! How strange!"
Shi Yue probed his head and said, "What's wrong? Old god, you think so?"
The old Taoist scratched his scalp in some depression and said with a wry smile: "This donor, I really haven't figured it out. Where did you come from? I can't even calculate what you have experienced. In the old Taoist world, you have never figured it out.
My experience is like a blank sheet of paper, full of blanks! Could it be that the donor is a peerless expert who actually knows how to hide Dafa?"
Shi Yue listened, but his heart throbbed violently.
If this expert can't calculate, it just shows that he is really capable. He didn't exist in this world before, so where does this expert start to calculate?
For the first time, he was in awe of the old Taoist, and he stepped forward and bowed: "Old immortal, you are indeed an immortal in the world!"
When I bowed, I suddenly smelled a faint aroma, like the smell of orchids. I looked around, but there was no orchid growing in the house.
I was a little confused: Why did a faint orchid scent appear as soon as I approached the old road? I twitched my nose and sniffed a few times, but the orchid scent was still there, continuous, and seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
"What are you doing? Don't be rude to the old god!" Mrs. Ninth stepped forward and pulled Shi Yue behind her, and said piously: "Please give me some guidance from the old god!"
The old Taoist stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, I have a pair here, only the first couplet, but no second couplet. I have been thinking about it for many days, but to no avail. Please help me think about it, the female donor!"
Madam Ninth smiled: "I would like to hear the details!"
The old Taoist chanted: "Farewell to the Baqiao Bridge, white hair rustling, leaving behind a bit of melancholy. The reason is that the bitter journey reminds me of the mist, the birds follow the lonely travelers back late, lingering in the rich Langao for a long time, the horses on the ancient road follow the shadow of the wild geese, passing by Xingzhen
I wash my feet in the cold spring and enjoy playing the zither. I am free and happy all over the world. Only my kindness and kindness remain. It is all because of the inscriptions and poems in my belly. I walk alone for thousands of miles. When I leisurely untie the bridle, I say goodbye to the hustle and bustle for a while. I lean on the water pavilion drunk. I hate the green wine of the year. How could I be proud of it?
Raising a glass is like a green lotus inviting the bright moon."
Although Shi Yue is good at crooked poetry, he still stays away from difficult ancient entertainment projects like pairs!
This couplet is so long, the artistic conception is so beautiful, and it is neat and neat. Can Madam Ninth understand it? Could it be that she is a talented woman with hidden talents?
Madam Ninth’s brows were tightly knitted together, with a worried look on her face.
Shi Yue saw her difficulty, stepped forward and whispered: "Mrs. Ninth, if you can't think of it, don't think about it. This old man is sincerely making things difficult for us. I'll give him a good beating, and I'm not afraid that he won't submit!"
"How dare you! Dare you be rude to the gods?" Mrs. Ninth gave him a gentle push. Suddenly, she was so blessed that she actually came up with the second line.
She said excitedly: "Standing at the foot of the misty clouds and maples, with green shirts rising, adding a touch of desolation, I am used to saying goodbye to the setting sun, the clouds chasing the boat away, walking in the water and crossing the wild fields, cicadas crying in the secluded forest feeling the sound of autumn, passing by Plum Village and dreaming of climbing up the building
, I have been idle all my life, relying on high sentiments to reach far, and being arrogant. I only want to have beautiful words to relax my chest. I am special in the third watch. I am comfortable leaning on the railing. I don’t care about the worldly things and leisurely sing in the mountain pavilion. I think about tomorrow’s yellow flowers. How dare I understand?
Sleeping chrysanthemums should be like five willows lying in the breeze."
When the old Taoist heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, clapped his hands and nodded repeatedly: "Wonderful! Wonderful, the female donor is really a talented woman..."
When Shi Yue marveled at the talent and learning of Mrs. Jiu, he suddenly caught a faint scent of orchids.
My eyes secretly glanced at Niubi Laodao, but I saw that he was so happy that he repeatedly patted his withered palms, which were like old tree bark. But with the faint light, he looked carefully.
But when the cuffs shook, a trace of white and greasy skin was revealed.
Chapter completed!