He couldn't bear to see this destiny. If he could leave Africa and join Europe, he would have changed his destiny eight hundred years ago, and could he still be wasting his time until now? Tan Zhao put down his chopsticks and gave someone a hand: "This young master,
Are you OK?"
The scholar stood up with the help of others. He was obviously used to this. He calmly patted the dust on his body and said, "Thank you, young master. I will be fine."
...Your forehead is swollen. Is this okay?
Tan Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth, but did not say anything to expose the scholar's pretentiousness: "That's good. Young Master must be more careful when walking in the future."
The scholar was about to thank him for his kindness, when suddenly a clear voice came from beside him, like ice and snow melting for the first time. It was refreshing to hear it at first: "Tang Yongruo."
Tang Yongruo turned his head instantly and met a pair of dark eyes. It was not uncommon for people in the world to wear masks, but it was rare to see people who looked so good after wearing masks. Even if he did not see the face under the mask,
It is also certain that if this young master takes off his mask, he will be absolutely stunning.
However, Tang Yongruo quickly regained his thoughts and asked doubtfully: "Young master, do you recognize Xiaosheng?"
Qu Pingyi had taken out a jade-like ring from his arms, placed it on the table and pushed it to the middle: "This is yours, right?"
This was a hall full of people coming and going. Tang Yongruo immediately lowered his voice and said, "Are you sent by Xinge?"
Then, Tan Zhao watched helplessly as the ring was pushed in front of him, and he heard people pointing at him and saying, "No, he is the one."
Huh? Is there such an operation?
Tan Zhao looked at the ring in front of him, and then looked up at Xiao on the other side's waist. It looked like they were all made of the same material. Would anyone really believe it?
But it turns out that there is, even Tang Yongruo.
The person who just listened said in a tone that could be called joyful: "You are finally here. In the next few days, I will be afraid that I will choke to death on my saliva in my sleep."
...Master, please tell your story.
Now that they had the right token, the three of them immediately moved from the hall to the private room on the second floor. Of course, while going upstairs, a certain scholar named Tang almost stumbled on the stairs. If Tan Zhao hadn't helped him, he might have had to tell his front teeth here.
Already.
"Mr. Yu, please sit down quickly."
Tan Zhao heard this and took his seat. The sound of stool legs cracking and breaking came from the opposite side. Fortunately, Tang Yongruo was very experienced in dealing with this. This time he stabilized himself, raised his head to meet the eyes of the two people, and waved his hand: "It's okay.
It’s okay, this won’t kill anyone.”
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The waiter served tea again, moved the broken stool down with an apologetic look, and brought up some pastries. Tan Zhao picked up the cloud cake and heard someone say: "Since Mr. Yu came with the Xuan Yu Ling,
, I must have known what Xiaosheng wanted, and asked sir to save me."
No, he really didn't know. Tan Zhao turned to look at a certain pavilion master who was drinking tea and looking at the scenery, and said helplessly: "The matter of fate can affect the whole body. I see that the whole body of Mr. Tang is surrounded by evil spirits, but it is not...
Since I'm in the inner palace, the many incidents just now must have been caused the day after tomorrow. I wonder if you can tell me when they started?"
"Sir, what you said is half right. This matter started from half a year ago."
Tang Yongruo was very knowledgeable and had good narration skills. He recounted his experiences half a year ago in just a few sentences. However, it turned out that Tang Yongruo was from Fujian, and the teaching staff in Fujian was mediocre. He passed the examination last year, so he decided to advance ahead of schedule.
He entered Beijing to prepare for the national college entrance examination, but he didn't expect that after leaving Fujian, he started to be crazy... unlucky.
At first, Tang Yongruo thought it was just a coincidence, but then...it really doesn't matter if he didn't have some painting skills, he might be sleeping with a beggar now.
"..." Tragic, too miserable.
Only half a year later, everyone still had to prepare for the general examination, which proves that Tang Yongruo's luck was definitely not low.
"Sir, do you have any thoughts?"
Tan Zhao shook his head honestly: "No, if this feng shui fate affects people, it will either affect the Yang house where you live, or the Yin house where you live. The former is unlikely, and the latter, Fujian is not close to here. If
Over and over again, I'm afraid you'll miss the imperial examination."
Tang Yongruo was obviously not surprised by this: "To be honest, I have asked the Feng Shui master of Zangfeng Tower before my birthday, but I don't want to miss the exam. Sir, do you have any good advice?"
Tan Zhao looked at Qu Pingyi and said, "That's true. Disaster transfer is also a substitute. Do you understand?"
Unexpectedly, Tang Yongruo immediately waved his hand: "No, no, no, this is not possible! A young student can never make fun of other people's lives. If this is the case, a young student would rather miss."
"...I didn't talk about transferring it to people. Have you ever heard of the Weaning Sheng Technique? There is no good or bad method. It depends on how the person uses it. Don't worry, Mr. Tang."
Mr. Tang thought about his recent bad luck and was really worried.
"Tang Gongzi doesn't have to agree immediately. This is the last resort. If we can find the source of the evil spirit, it can be broken." Tan Zhao comforted. In fact, he was quite curious about what kind of situation could actually change a person's anger.
transport?
"Then how to find the source?"
Tan Zhao stretched out his hand, and used his spiritual power to bind a trace of Tang Yongruo's evil spirit, and put it into the tea cup. In an instant, the clear tea soup was enveloped by a dark cloud, and this black air circled crazily in the tea soup, and it was almost done.
It took ten breaths for this black air to slowly dissipate.
"What is this?" Tang Yongruo was shocked. He believed in Feng Shui, but he had never seen it before. This was too...
Tan Zhao smiled and poured the water in the tea cup on the ground: "This is why Mr. Tang drank cold water and rubbed his teeth."
Tang Yongruo immediately covered his mouth. He didn't want to! During this period of time, not only did he have to stuff his teeth with cold water, but he also knew how to drink hot water, hot wine, and soup! He even had to hit stones when eating, and he didn't even take out the fish gall when eating fish...
In the past six months, he has lost a full fifteen pounds.
So, he said emotionally: "Please, Mr. Yu, save me."
"It's easy to talk about."
Qu Pingyi glanced at the man who was so excited for the show, but didn't open his mouth to break his pretense.
It gets dark early in the winter, but after just chatting for a while, it was completely dark. Tan Zhao asked the waiter to order a table for him, and he also very warmly invited Tang Yongruo to eat with him. It was hard to refuse the hospitality, and Tang Yongruo had to look bitter.
Should come down.
"If there is anything indecent, please don't be offended."
Qu Pingyi nodded coldly, while Tan Zhao smiled and expressed that he didn't care.
However, after the meal, Tang Yongruo found that he had eaten very comfortably. He didn't get burned by the soup, didn't eat the fish bone, or even choked. The scholar surnamed Tang, who was not full every day, immediately expressed his desire to add more food.
He wants to eat three bowls.
"..." Look how hard this kid was forced.
After having enough food and rice, Tang Yongruo didn't want to leave. If he hadn't been a gentleman, he might have wanted to sleep with Mr. Yu.
When Tang Yongruo reluctantly left, Tan Zhao reached out and hit the door with spiritual power, took out the so-called "Xuan Jade Order" from his arms and played with it: "Is this thing very precious?"
Qu Pingyi leaned on the couch by the window, closing his eyes and concentrating. Hearing the words, he only moved his eyelids slightly and said, "Is this your first day in the world?"
It seems that this little thing is very famous.
Famous things mean trouble. Tan Zhao immediately threw the things on his sleeves: "In that case, keep it well. I am a poor man. I may sell it for wine one day."
Unexpectedly, Qu Pingyi threw it back again: "You can try it."
"Just try it, don't regret it." Tan Zhao waved the black token. There was nothing on it, but such a special material did not need to be given more things. It was already very unique in itself.
"Oh, by the way, how is this Tang Shu growing up?"
"You don't have eyes, can't you see?"
When Tan Zhao heard this, he felt a little helpless: "It's true that he has eyes, but he looks so good. Just seeing his face is covered with black energy."
"..." Qu Pingyi had already turned around and refused to answer this kind of question.
Early the next morning, Tan Zhao's door was knocked open by the waiter.
"What's the matter?"
"This young master, Mr. Tang..."
Tan Zhao immediately followed the waiter. As soon as he entered the room, he smelled the faint smell of blood. Turning around the screen, he saw Tang Yongruo with a bleeding nose. Tang Yongruo saw that he was like a living Bodhisattva. Just as he was about to speak, Tan Zhao was stopped.
After suppressing the pressure, he reached out and directly used spiritual power to seal the opponent's acupuncture points. After a while, the nosebleed stopped.
"...What's going on?"
"I got up and knocked on the corner of the bed, eh." He thought he was much better, but he almost died from a nosebleed. If he really died like this, he would not die in peace.
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"It's okay, the nosebleed has stopped." Tan Zhao helped him up and looked around. This is probably the guest room that Tang Yongruo rented for a long time, so the things inside are more or less contaminated with evil spirits. These evil spirits cannot harm others.
But it will hurt Tang Yongruo himself.
This concept is exactly the opposite of the so-called evil star. The so-called evil star among the people, they can defeat their fathers, their mothers, and all those who come close to them. This is because they are surrounded by evil spirits, but they are not immune to the evil spirits because of their own stubbornness.
Infection will instead backfire on those close to you.
Coincidence?
Not necessarily, otherwise with the character of Pavilion Master Qu, he would not have traveled all the way to the capital. It's a pity that he doesn't know how to tell fortunes, otherwise he would have solved the problem directly after doing some calculations.
Tan Zhao suppressed his thoughts and went back to his room to wash up before looking for Tang Yongruo.
"Aren't you waiting for that one?"
Tan Zhao waved his hand: "No, he has something to do." He heard someone leaving late last night, so he probably hasn't come back yet.
"That……"
Tang Yongruo was about to speak when he saw Mr. Yu staring intently at his bookcase. After looking at it for a long time, he turned around and asked him: "What good things are there?"
"Nothing, just some books and exam materials brought from my hometown."
Tan Zhao pointed to the book box: "Can I open it?"
"Sir, please." Tang Yongruo naturally would not refuse.
When he first came in, he felt that the smell of this box was different. Now that he opened it, it became even more obvious.
Tang Yongruo was a little surprised: "Is there anything wrong?"
Tan Zhao just happened to pull out an examination basket. Students who have passed the imperial examination all know this thing. It is necessary for taking the examination. But Fujian is so far away. Is it necessary to carry an examination basket to Beijing?
The author has something to say: One-day Notes on the System: Oh, the day after tomorrow is different! Then it’s the host who is even more wrong~
ps: Tang Yongruo, known as Tai Fei Tang [dog head].
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