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79, second in the world (seven)

Qu Pingyi suddenly came closer, and there was no emotion or anger in his voice: "You seem to be very concerned about my face?"

Tan Zhao leaned to the side, leaning on the pillar and said: "Be more confident and remove the illusion. I told you a long time ago that I am a painter."

"You are really not afraid of death."

"I agree." Tan Zhao waved his fists perfunctorily, "When you come down from the mountain this time, it should be more than just asking me to do things, right?" To be honest, if it weren't for the original owner's wish, even if he gave him 100,000,

Even with eight thousand taels of gold, he would never get involved in Luohuang Mountain.

Qu Pingyi thought that this person was in trouble, and he was no different from the humanoid trouble.

Furthermore, this Lord is not an easy person to deal with. Who knows what the outcome will be until later.

Qu Pingyi raised his eyes and glanced at the person, then sat down gently. His injury was not healed yet, and he had to leave Luohuang Mountain forcibly. Naturally, he felt uncomfortable: "So, you are waiting for me to come to you."

"I'm not so sure. I'm thinking that if you come down the mountain to find me, I'll make friends with you. It's that simple." Tan Zhao said sincerely.

"Friend?" Qu Pingyi suddenly laughed, laughing so hard that his inner strength surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Isn't this too exaggerated?

"Is the joke I told you funny?"

"It's funny, it's so funny! Didn't you listen to what they said? I am the evil son of heaven, the only star of heaven. No one who comes close to me will end up well. That's it. Do you still want to be my friend?

?" This voice was surprisingly cold and full of ridicule, mocking himself and others.

Tan Zhao could not be said to know Qu Pingyi well, and this was only their second meeting, but he asked himself how discerning he was at seeing people. He couldn't calculate Qu Pingyi's fate, but he said: "I think

This is not funny at all."

"Oh, really?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Tan Zhao suddenly smiled, nodded and said: "Of course, besides, what's wrong with being a wicked son of heaven?" He has lived in several worlds.

System: Yes, your Tiandao father often makes you play with thunder~

[Hitting is affection, scolding is love.]

Qu Pingyi choked for breath when he heard this, and almost coughed up blood again.

Tan Zhao's fallacies are definitely the same: "Even if he is a naughty son, he is still a biological child. He is born different and it is not your fault. If someone says that to you next time, just say that they are not the same."

Worse than a scoundrel of heaven."

"..." For some reason, Qu Pingyi felt that chatting with this person was really tiring and a bit draining.

So he decisively changed the subject: "I don't need friends, you can go."

Tan Zhao suddenly clapped his hands, as if he had woken up from a dream: "By the way, after talking for so long, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Yu Wenshu, my main business is Feng Shui, my side job is a painter, and occasionally I do some part-time work.

Please give me some advice on business." After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh softly. This profession is quite fashionable.

"Yu Wenshu?"

Tan Zhao responded loudly, and then took the person to eat in a very familiar manner: "Come on, come on, you are injured, drink more chicken soup. Although the flavor of this wild restaurant is a bit rough, it is better than

The ingredients are fresh and the taste is very good.”

I've never seen such a person...

Pavilion Master Qu was inexplicably eating at the same table with others, and poured a bowl of real chicken soup. It tasted as people said, simple in flavor, but probably in winter, this bowl of chicken soup was hot enough and slightly warmed the inner palace.

He put down the bowl and said, "Today is the winter solstice."

"Huh? I actually forgot, then we should eat dumplings today." As he said that, Tan Zhao asked the waiter to cook two portions of soup dumplings. He ordered three fresh vegetable dumplings, which was obviously out of consideration for the sick.

"..."

When Tan Zhao saw that the person was silent, he asked, "Why don't you speak?"

The dumplings came quickly, with round and white bellies, floating one by one in the bowl. The dense heat made them particularly soft. This had nothing to do with his life of the past twenty-five years, and was even incompatible with him. He just reached out and touched it by chance.

He touched the wall of the bowl, and the heat almost burned his fingers.

He concealed a certain emotion, stretched out his hand to push the dumpling bowl away, stood up and said, "I don't have time to play friend-making games with you, so I'll take my leave."

Then he left directly using Qinggong without giving Yu Wenshu a chance to react.

Tan Zhao bit into half a dumpling: "..."

System: Host, wake up, I don’t want to be friends with you.

[Who said that?]

Tan Zhao's eyes fell on the dumpling bowl that was pushed to the center of the table, and he silently swallowed the other half of the dumpling.

I don't know if it was related to the winter solstice, but the weather outside was getting colder and colder. Even when Tan Zhao went out with the food box, it was already pouring cold rain outside.

The closer to Luohuang Mountain, the heavier the rain became. Tan Zhao looked up at the sky, lowered his oil-paper umbrella slightly, checked the direction, and then stepped into the range of Luohuang Mountain.

There are two worlds inside and outside the mountain. Tan Zhao put away the oil-paper umbrella, lightly dusted off the rainwater on it, and headed towards the mountainside.

[Look, he didn’t stop me from entering the mountain.]

system:……

However, the slap in the face came very quickly. Tan Zhaoyou guessed that the winter solstice was a very special day for Qu Pingyi, but he did not expect it to be so special.

"Master Qu Pavilion, if I leave now, can you pretend that I have never been here?"

"roll!"

Pavilion Master Qu, oh no, it’s Pavilion Master Qu who only has three heads now, but perhaps due to his young age, Tan Zhao can see the connection between him and Luohuang Mountain more clearly.

"Well, the mask... is crooked." To be precise, it is so big that it can hardly be hung. If it falls off, does he have seen the most beautiful woman in the world?

System: Host, opportunism is not allowed.

No matter how angry the three-headed Pavilion Master Qu was, he still had an inexplicable and cute feeling, especially when he pretended to be mature, and Tan had no fear at all.

After finally fixing the mask, Qu Pingyi started chasing people away: "What are you doing here!"

Tan Zhao lifted the food box in his hand: "Originally I wanted to invite you to drink, but now it seems I can only treat you to dumplings."

...treating a seriously injured patient to a drink?

Tan Zhao immediately understood the other person's eyes and waved his hand: "Don't be so serious. If you are not satisfied with this excuse, I have a hundred and eighty different ones here. Which one do you want to hear?"

"..." Probably because it had become smaller, Qu Pingyi finally got annoyed, "Yu Wenshu, what on earth do you want to do!"

After he yelled, he only heard someone whisper: "I want to make friends with you."

After a while, the three-headed beauty took the food box slightly awkwardly and said in a twisted voice: "Okay, you can go now."

Tan Zhao:...Why does it feel like forcing a good family woman?!

Illusion. Illusion.

"What kind of business are you planning to discuss with me when you come down from the mountain today?"

Speaking of this, Qu Ping was stagnant and said in a calm voice: "Since you are a Feng Shui master, can you break the situation?"

When starting a business, the most important thing is to operate with integrity. Tan Zhao said: "I'm not very good at it. To be honest, I'm just a half-baked Feng Shui master."

Qu Pingyi thought he was being too modest: "I would like to ask you to break the fate."

Tan Zhao was surprised: "The situation in Luohuangshan?" But this is a man-made Feng Shui situation, so it shouldn't be called a destiny situation, right?

"No, I will handle the matter in Luohuangshan on my own without the need for others to intervene."

Tan Zhao guessed it, so he didn't mention how to break the situation in front of others. Of course, he wouldn't break it. If Qu Pingyi opened his mouth, he would most likely split the mountain and break the formation.

But it was obvious that Qu Pingyi was a little crazy. The other party was obviously very addicted to dancing on the steel tip. Although he did not know the ins and outs of this matter, as far as the current situation was concerned, the ownership of this Yin point was still unknown.

"Oh, I don't know how to tell fortunes, so the fate will probably not be broken." Dead objects can be hacked, but can he still chop people's fortunes?

"should?"

Tan Zhao spread his hands: "It means it hasn't been broken before."

This sounds very unreliable, but unexpectedly, Qu Pingyi still wanted to place this order.

"Tell the truth, do you really value me as a friend?"

The three-headed Pavilion Master raised the Xiao in his hand, as if I can't kill you, but I will die with you.

Tan was so frightened that he immediately begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, I'll just accompany you on this trip. But, Luohuangshan...is it really okay?"

"Humph! I have my own sense of proportion."

In the end, the bowl of soup dumplings was eaten before midnight, and Tan took the luxury of heating it with his own internal energy. There was no other way, the three-headed little boy couldn't eat cold food.

**

The next day, the brilliant Qu Da Pavilion Master was reborn. Even Tan Zhao didn't understand how a person could become smaller on a specific day.

System: You spend money, and I will tell you when you spend money.

[No need, I have just come to this world and I am not in a hurry to seek death.]

System: It turns out that you also know that you often seek death.

Luohuang Mountain, Luohuang Mountain, a man-made auspicious cave. On the winter solstice, the song becomes smaller according to the intention. The so-called Tiansha Lone Star is quite interesting. Tan Zhao recalled these words and moved the little donkey left in the backyard of the inn.

.

Qu Pingyi was dressed in Tsing Yi today and had changed into a different mask. His whole body was a little more restrained, but he showed a bit of an immortal temperament. Of course, Tan Zhao attributed this to an illusion, because he said with great disgust: "You

Just ride here?”

Tan Zhao shook the reins: "Is there any problem?"

"I finally believe that you are very short of money."

Hey, just say what you say, personal attacks are meaningless: "Master Qu's family has a great cause, and Yu can't compare to it."

After half a stick of incense, Yu quickly abandoned the donkey, hugged Pavilion Master Qu's lap, got into the luxurious carriage, and enjoyed five-star catering services.

"Where are we going?"

"Capital."

To be honest, Pavilion Master Qu is not really a good travel companion. In addition, he suffered internal injuries and it was freezing outside. Tan Zhao could only practice his painting skills in the carriage, and of course the training object was an easy-to-fuck guinea pig.

.

System: Host, this is a sketch, it doesn’t count.

Tan Zhao was too lazy to pay attention to the system and scribbled casually. Anyway, the boss didn't let him draw, so he just drew as he pleased.

"how?"

Pavilion Master Qu closed his eyes very naturally, looking as if everyone couldn't stand it.

"Why do you hate painters so much?"

"I hate it, I hate it, do I need a reason?"

Tan Zhao thought for a moment and said, "Let's have a fight after your injury is healed." Hey, I really want to beat someone up.

"Can."

Unfortunately, by the time they arrived in the capital, Qu Pingyi's injury was almost half healed. The two of them settled in an inn called Baiyu Tower. It was a four-story high-rise building, and... the Feng Shui bureau was very good.

From the mouth of the boy, Tan Zhao learned that the owner of Baiyulou paid a lot of money to find a Feng Shui master to set up a trap. The paintings and words on the wall were all very particular.

"What did you see?"

"What a good idea. The layout of this building is quite clever. I have never seen a bureau for urging officials and dignitaries, but if it is placed in an inn with a lot of guests, this is probably the first choice for the candidates who go to Beijing to take the exam."

Qu Pingyi was obviously not surprised when he heard this: "Yes, the person I am looking for to break the situation with you lives in this Baiyu Tower."

"who?"

Pavilion Master Qu pointed his slender fingers at the door and said softly: "This is it."

Tan Zhao looked in the known direction and saw a scholar who was all wet. Did he fall into the river in the cold weather?

The scholar sneezed several times and asked the waiter to bring some hot water. After half a stick of incense, he sneezed and went downstairs. He had only walked two steps when he missed the step and was about to fall down.

Zhao only saw Qu Pingyi throw a chopstick over, and the scholar stepped on the chopstick, and then he hugged the stairs in embarrassment and did not roll down the stairs.

Tan Zhao:...What kind of cool operation is this?

When the waiter saw this, he was also in shock and said hastily: "Sir, are you okay?"

The scholar seemed to have become accustomed to it. After calming down for a while, he shook his head and said: "It's okay, it's a small scene. Let's go downstairs."

When the waiter heard this, he felt relieved, but it was too early. He walked down the stairs only three meters away when he heard a "clang" on the stairs behind him. He turned around and saw the scholar directly on the ground.

It fell down and rolled straight to the... table of a table of guests.

Tan Zhao: ...This is too wrong, is there anyone more wrong than him in this world?!

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