Chapter 2 Cao Thief in the Dream?
The heavy rain finally stopped and began to show signs of stopping. Only a few scattered water droplets remained, unable to soak into the mud.
The temple was completely silent.
Jiang Shouzhong did not look at another small carp on the ground. He slowly took out a lead round bullet forged by Momen Shenji Pavilion, put it into the firecracker, and aimed it at his stiff body, with cold sweat on his forehead. The straightforward old man said calmly:
"That woman is the mastermind behind the murder of people, and you are the accomplices, deceiving the kindness of foreign travelers and bringing them here. After all, an old man and a little girl , no matter how you look at it, it’s trustworthy, right?”
"Sir... have mercy on me!" The old man's face was frightened, his voice was trembling, and he was almost deformed, "It was that woman who forced me. Please have mercy on me, it's -"
Bang!
There is another black ugly catfish on the ground.
Jiang Shouzhong blew the white smoke from the gun tube and murmured: "Actually, I really like eating grass carp."
……
Pick up the book box and walk out of the ancient temple.
Under a dry sycamore tree not far away, stood a young man in a white shirt, with a bookish air, a green square scarf on his head, and a handsome appearance.
If you look carefully, you will find that the occasional raindrops passed directly through his body.
The body is slightly unreal.
"I've already avenged you. Get out of here and stop haunting me, or you won't even be able to have a baby." Jiang Shouzhong threw down the book box that belonged to the other party. He said angrily.
Xiao Jiang is indeed very depressed.
Ever since he gained the power of "psychic", these haunting guys always come to him.
Go to the latrine, and the other party will emerge from the cesspit.
The guy named "Zhang Lang" in front of him was the one who pestered him four days ago. Otherwise, given his temperament, he wouldn't be too lazy to run so far to catch the monster.
After all, Six Doors has strict rules, and Dark Light members are not allowed to take jobs privately.
Especially since he is a dark light in the capital, the rules are even stricter.
The so-called dark light is not the kind of person who arrests thousands in the casino, but a kind of plainclothes agent who travels between temples and rivers and lakes, but his level is higher than that of ordinary yamen agents.
It can also be said to be similar to Fobol.
Hidden light case handling is basically not restricted by area and is controlled by six doors.
Of course, in the end, Jiang Shouzhong decided to help this guy get revenge because the other party promised him a benefit.
"Thank you."
Zhang Lang, who had turned into a remnant soul, looked at the ancient temple with a complex expression, with regret, resentment and sadness in his eyes.
When the old man saw the sprained foot, he felt compassion for him and took him to this ancient temple.
Unexpectedly, he fell into the Red Pink Tomb.
Of course, it is also his fault that he lost himself in front of beauty and threw all the sage books that he had studied hard and memorized in his heart into the abyss of desire, which ultimately killed him.
The word "color" has a knife on it.
The ancients never deceived me.
Zhang Lang sighed and said to Jiang Shouzhong: "There is one more thing that may bother you. Before I left home, my parents arranged a marriage for me. They planned to marry each other when I achieved my fame. But now..."
"I understand, your wife and I will take care of her, so don't worry about it."
Jiang Shouzhong said impatiently, "Hurry up and tell me where your secret treasure is. Reincarnation is the right thing to do as soon as possible. You may have a chance to get married to your fiancée’s daughter in your next life.”
Zhang Lang helplessly pointed to the book box, "There is a mezzanine at the bottom of the book box. There is a book in it, which was handed down from my ancestors. It seems to be a Taoist scripture on self-cultivation. For me, it is of little use. But for you , maybe it can be used.”
Just a broken book?
Jiang Shouzhong was too lazy to complain. He picked up the bookcase and waved his hand, "See you in the next life."
Watching Jiang Shouzhong go away, Zhang Lang once again turned his attention to the ancient temple where he lost his life. , said sadly: "When you are young, your blood is not stable, and you should be wary of sex... If you don't listen to the sage's warning, it will be hard to find the medicine for regret."
The figure of the young scholar gradually disappeared.
Accepting death, his mind suddenly became a little open-minded. At the last moment when he disappeared, the corners of Zhang Lang's mouth raised, "But to be honest, the taste of koi is really good."
......
Reply It was already afternoon when we arrived in the capital, and the sun was shining brightly.
The sky has taken off its thick black cloud cotton, leaving only a few light gauze clouds attached, clearly displaying her delicate body above everyone's heads, innocent and enchanting.
The streets are crowded with people, horses and carts are crowded, and the sounds of people and market vendors are mixed in.
The capital city was as bustling as ever during the day.
Even though it has been more than a year and a half since he traveled through time, Jiang Shouzhong, walking on the bustling streets of the capital city of Dazhou Dynasty, has always been an incompatible foreigner, maintaining an insurmountable boundary with this strange world.
To put it simply, it is the lack of that sense of belonging.
Even if he already has two wives.
Jiang Shouzhong pulled on the tight straps of the bookcase on his shoulders and prepared to go home and take a nap first.
"Master, do you tell your fortune?"
A deliberately low girl's voice floated into my ears.
Jiang Shouzhong turned around to look, and the first thing that caught his eye was a light and green cactus, covered with a layer of translucent yellow under the sun.
Jiang Shouzhong narrowed his beautiful red phoenix eyes and stared blankly at this light green color. He inexplicably remembered the artificial simulation cactus he saw before he died. He sighed with disappointment: "There is no time travel. It’s just a fantasy before death.”
Time travel?
The fortune teller was confused.
Seeing that the handsome man in front of her seemed to have lost his soul and ignored her completely, the fortune teller, who was obviously dressed as a man, couldn't help but look a little ugly. Even the polite smile that he always maintained at the corner of his mouth had a sullen look.
Until the other party shifted his gaze to her, the fortune-telling girl patiently asked again, "Master, do you want your fortune told?"
The girl tried her best to maintain a mature and solemn demeanor, with a pair of black and white eyes. Her apricot eyes were even brighter, and the warm winter sun shining from the corners of the eaves fell on the girl's neck. The thin, soft hairs could be seen against the light, as if they were glowing with halo.
Jiang Shouzhong hesitated for a moment, then simply sat on the stool and said softly: "I want to find someone, can the immortal help me figure out where she is?"
Looking for someone?
The fortune teller girl was stunned and then became furious.
If she hadn’t seen that the man in front of her was so handsome and handsome, according to her temperament, she would have slapped the cactus on the table in his face.
The fortune teller girl took a deep breath. Calm down, calm down...
When the mountain, which was originally somewhat invisible, took a breath, its majestic outline suddenly appeared on the thick and old monk's robe.
The fortune teller girl tried her best to smile, deliberately lowered her voice, and said in a deep voice in an old-fashioned tone: "Sir, I am proficient in Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, and the number of crape myrtle. I can read faces, palms, and ears, interpret dreams, and calculate fortune and marriage. I know a little bit about geography and feng shui, but I can't do anything about finding someone."
"That's it."
The man didn't show any disappointment, but his eyes dropped. On that palm-sized cactus.
The fortune-telling girl’s eyelids twitched and she moved her beloved cactus slightly toward her, fearing that this guy with a face as beautiful as a crown jewel and a gentleman-like appearance would snatch it away from her.
This is the treasure left to her by her mother.
It can be used as a dowry in the future.
The fortune-telling girl, who has passed her prime years but has two goat's whiskers stuck to her lips, coughed dryly and said slowly: "Master, how about you count your marriage? I only accept ten coins at a time."
There are two large green bamboo sticks on the table that are rubbed shiny.
The left side represents fortune and fate, and the right side represents marriage.
All have one hundred and eight lots.
Jiang Shouzhong came back to his senses, thought for a moment, then nodded after hesitation, "That's fine."
Business is coming!
The fortune-telling girl suddenly brightened up and said happily: "Looking at the face of the young master, you will know that you are very lucky, and you will surely win the lottery, hoping for a good marriage..."
Jiang Shouzhong casually said He took out a lot from the bamboo tube on the left. Before he could take a closer look, the fortune teller girl hurriedly shouted: "Young Master is wrong, that is the fortune sign, this is the marriage sign!"
The girl pushed the lottery tube that represented "marriage" with a hesitant look on her face.
Jiang Shouzhong was startled, looked apologetic, and put the fortune-tucked fortune-telling sign back into the bamboo tube. When his fingertips hovered over the marriage lottery tube, he paused suddenly, and then said with a stunned look on his face: "I almost forgot, I am already married."
"???"
"And Twice. ”
!
Looking at the girl's darkened and embarrassed face, Jiang Shouzhong gave him a try, "I won't draw lots. Since immortals can read faces, can you tell me how my current marriage is going to be? My name is... Jiang Mo." He did not tell the truth after all. name.
The corners of the girl's mouth twitched.
She subconsciously tightened her grip on the ceramic antique deer with a cactus planted on it.
Calm down, calm down...
The girl named "Calm down" silently recited a section of the "Tai Shang Qing Heart Mantra" stolen from Wuya Mountain, and said with a calm smile: "Okay , then look at the face.”
The fortune teller girl studied the man's face carefully.
Sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a calm air, and a unique look between his eyebrows. Even though she has seen many handsome men from aristocratic families, she has rarely seen anyone as outstanding as the man in front of her.
The girl's face turned red inexplicably.
However, he quickly covered up this gaffe and frowned, looking like he was hiding something.
The fortune teller girl was a little embarrassed when she didn't see the man opposite asking for a long time, so she stroked her goatee, and accidentally pulled off the left one. She quickly reattached it and sighed: "The cheekbones have peaks, the canopy bones are heavy, the middle peaks are energetic, the adulterous family is flat and full, and all nine bones and nine elements are deficient. Even if this type of appearance does not harm the wife or children, it still causes the sorrow and pain of punishment. Early marriage is a good relationship between husband and wife. Thin, gather less and leave more, otherwise there will be a sigh of separation between life and death..."
While the girl was talking nonsense, she secretly looked at the man's expression, thinking about when to say the word "but", and finally added money.
However, the man's expression was always dull.
It wasn’t until the fortune-telling girl really had nothing to lie about that Jiang Shouzhong said, "Gu... the immortal’s prediction was very accurate. My ex-wife left me and now we are separated by life and death. The current wife and I The fortune teller girl became anxious when she saw the man's resigned expression.
She sat upright, her eyes pitiful and sympathetic, and then she gritted her teeth and put on an awe-inspiring expression, saying that if you and I are destined, I will sacrifice my life for you to change my destiny, "That's all, that's all, since I have a karmic relationship with you. Knowing fate, I will prescribe a way to change your luck against the heavens, and it only takes... one tael of silver."
The girl was uneasy.
Are you asking for too much?
Jiang Shouzhong took out two taels of broken silver and placed it on the stall with a gentle look on his face.
The girl reminded him of his ex-wife.
Also so lively and cute.
Looking at the coins on the table, the fortune-telling girl couldn't help but smile.
As expected, she still has two tricks to coax people... She straightened her expression, took out a piece of yellow paper and put it on the table, picked up a pen and said: "I will write an essay for you. , you can go to a Taoist temple or temple, or if you are at home, you need to worship on the altar: Nangong Fuyou Emperor’s Benefactor, Jiutian Siming Emperor’s Benefactor, Xiantian Huoming Lingguan Benefactor, Jingzhong Wumu Lord’s Benefactor, This method can be performed day or night. Place incense and wax paper and pray to the gods. Kowtow three times to make a wish for better luck, then burn the incense and kowtow three times, and burn the incense again..." br>
Jiang Shouzhong suddenly asked softly: "I remember you said you could interpret dreams just now?"
The girl who was interrupted was a little unhappy, but for the sake of two taels of broken silver, it was okay. He didn't care anymore, waved his hand and said generously: "Yes, if you want to interpret your dream, I can interpret it for you for free."
Jiang Shouzhong said nervously: "It's not for me, it's to help a friend of mine interpret the dream."
friend?
The girl frowned and suddenly realized when she saw the other party's embarrassed look.
Creating friends out of nowhere?
Understand, understand.
The girl stroked her beard and asked with a smile: "Did you...oh no, what did your friend dream about?"
Jiang Shouzhong pursed his lips, considered his words, and said, "Most of the time, my friend has a good dream. If he dreams of picking up money, he can really pick it up. If he dreams of marrying a beautiful wife, he can really pick it up."
But in the past two days, I have always had a strange dream, and there is someone who looks very much like me, no, very much like my friend..."
Jiang Shouzhong paused. , with emphasis, "I mean, a guy who looked very much like my friend committed adultery with the wife of his colleague. As a result, the affair was exposed and he was killed by his colleague. May I ask the immortal, what is the interpretation of this dream?"
The fortune teller girl opened her beautiful almond eyes.
The delicate body is trembling.
At this moment, the handsome man in front of him, who was originally pleasing to the eye, became especially hateful.
Despicable! Obscene! Shameless!
(End of this chapter)