Fellow Daoist, come with me

Regardless of whether others believe it or not, the three trigrams of blowing the flute will soon be over.The third hexagram is for a traveling merchant surnamed Li to ask about his heirs, which is quite simple, and it took him a while to play the flute to give him the news—two sons and one daughter in his life.

After the traveling merchant left thankfully, the flute gathered up the cloth banner to show that the stall was closed.The five or six people who were still hesitating asked hurriedly: "Layman, what is the meaning of this?"

Chuixiao smiled slightly: "The name counts three times, naturally it only counts three times a day." After finishing speaking, Shi Shi ran away regardless of the regretful expressions of those people.

One of them looked at the ethereal figure of the flute being blown to pieces by the wind, and couldn't help but chased after him for two steps, and shouted from a distance: "Dare to ask when the layman will come to Dangxia Mountain again?!"

"The fifteenth day of this month..." Qingyue's voice was long and distant, and it took a long time for it to slowly dissipate, and those people also left feeling disappointed.Since then, the fact that the Sansuan layman only divination three times a day has also been spread through these people.

It was still early, because Chuan Xiao had already told Ah Xuan that noon would not be home for dinner, so he was not in a hurry to go back to the city, instead he went to the depths of the mountains and forests, and found a good place surrounded by mountains and rivers. Next, take out the pendant that you just got from Wang Jia, and rub it lightly with your hands. It is a small jade fish with poor workmanship, and the tail is faintly red.If you only look at the quality of the jade itself, it is not good at all, but if you hold the fish in your hand and observe it carefully for a while, you will feel that the fish seems to be alive in a trance, and there is water at the tail of the fish. The flow of light is like playing in the water, and you can even imagine the clear sound of the water when blowing the flute.

This little jade fish is naturally not ordinary, and it is even better with blowing flute.It's all because although the texture and workmanship of this small fish are average, there is indeed a small stream of life in the middle, milky white and moist, and a light and floating ball.The reason why Chui Xiao broke the previous principle of non-intervention today and said one more word is because the vitality contained in this little fish is a good tonic for him.If not, he would never have asked that question no matter what.

As a sorcerer, he can answer the question for those who are in trouble. As for whether the journey is good or bad, it has nothing to do with the sorcerer.Ask questions and give answers, it's that simple.If there is a sorcerer who clarifies the advantages and disadvantages of what the person is asking for, and guides people in the wrong way, if people get what they shouldn't get, and avoid what they shouldn't hide, then half of the retribution will be on this sorcerer. .Therefore, this time, even though it is a little unreasonable, it is also for self-preservation. Only in this way can we not occupy the cause and effect and avoid the catastrophe.

What Wang Jia asked was how to get what he wanted, and he was on the list.Just asking this question, the answer given to him by the flute is procrastination.After these ten days, this Wang Jia does have an official order.But this doesn't mean that Wang Jia can go straight to the sky and live happily ever after.On the contrary, five years later, Wang Jialu and Shou Liangxing are dim, and they are even in danger of being imprisoned.The sentence of blowing the flute was to make Wang Jia change his mind.Because he saw that Wang Jia's skull was round, his nostrils were slightly open, his breathing was strong, and he deduced the five elements and eight trigrams, this Wang Jia was very lucky.If such a person goes into business, he will have a lot of money.

It's a pity that Wang Jia didn't understand the painstaking efforts of his father and laymen, so he only devoted himself to serving as an official.Many years later, Wang Jia was lingering before the sick bed, and thinking of the question about blowing the flute that day, Fang regretted it.How do you feel?But it was Wang Jia who was successfully re-enrolled by the imperial court. However, because he had little talent in politics and couldn't understand the situation, the Wang family was afraid that he would cause some catastrophe of confiscating his family and exterminating his family, so they only found him a seventh-rank junior. Officer, if you don’t give him any help, just ask him to take care of the matter in his hands with peace of mind, but Wang Jia has great ambitions, and he will come out every now and then, causing the Wang family to be frightened. Finally one day, he got involved in factional disputes, and when the struggle was fierce, he easily became an abandoned victim and went to prison.Do you think that prison is a good place to get along with each other?Wang Jia suffered a lot of torture in there. After this incident, the Wang family ran around in various ways to manage, and because Wang Jia was just a small role, they were rescued smoothly.But after all, Wang Jia was hurt at the root, and he passed away within a few years.

Let's not talk about the aftermath for the time being, let's just say that Chuxiao just sat down to absorb his breath, when he suddenly felt someone breathing nearby. One step in front of him, Chuan Xiao thought it was raining, but saw that the color was bright red, it was blood!

He suddenly raised his head, stared into the distance, and just saw a person hanging on a branch protruding from the mountain wall in the distance, his hand was hanging limply, blood was dripping down his drooping hand, looking from a distance, and Not dead, still alive.

Chuxiao looked at the height of the mountain wall, and with a little toe on his feet, he raised his breath and ran up the cliff, carefully got the person down from the tree and placed him on the big rock by the lake. It was found that this was an extremely young and handsome man, with a slender figure, wearing a royal blue gown with auspicious cloud patterns, soft boots, and a purple bamboo flute hanging on his waist. Everything was very good.

But this is not what Chu Xiao cares about. What he is looking at is a small grass that the young man is holding firmly in his hand. The grass is only five slender and delicate leaves. A small vermilion flower, the flower is only the size of a fingernail, but the petals are complicated and layered, I don't know how many.But the flute doesn’t need to count to know that the number of petals on this flower must be nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, neither one more nor one less—this is Jiujiu Wuwei Returning Soul Flower, also referred to as Jiujiuhua!This flower is the main medicine for refining Jinyang Dan, and Jinyang Dan is the best auxiliary medicine for cultivators to break through the Consecration period and enter the Fusion period.

This young man is a cultivator!Chuixiao is [-]% sure, because this man's blood is abnormally strong, and there is a special kind of fluctuation faintly on his body.Looking at this man who is still unconscious, Chu Xiao felt a little curious, and inevitably felt close to him, not because he had a good impression of this man, but he is now a cultivator, even if he is mixed in the mortal world, He also knows that he is different. After a hundred years, these people will grow old, but he still looks the same.Human beings are group animals. Cultivation does not mean that he is divorced from humanity.This kind of intimacy is the feeling of the same kind.He even played the flute to watch his face, and saw that the man's brows were clear and straight, and he was not a person who would repay kindness and revenge, so he decided to stay here, and when the man woke up, if possible, he could also ask about the cultivation world.

After blowing the flute to clean the wound on his body, he bandaged him with a clean underwear, then sat aside and meditated quietly, his movements were not small just now, this man should be waking up soon.

Sure enough, after a quarter of an hour, Chu Xiao heard a short groan, he stopped working, and looked sideways, the man was frowning to observe the surrounding environment.

"Are you awake?" Chu Xiao smiled.

The man showed a vigilant look at first, then quickly relaxed, and smiled back: "You got me down from the tree?"

"En." Chu Xiao nodded, and the man slowly got up and gave a salute, with an elegant posture: "Thank you for this fellow Taoist. I am in the lower forest Hanshu, dare I ask you what your name is?"

"Simon's blowjob."

"So it's fellow Taoist Ximen, I've been looking forward to it for a long time..." Lin Hanshu hadn't finished his polite words, but there was a cry of hunger in his stomach, and he instinctively covered his stomach, showing a bitter face.

Chu Xiao saw that the man in front of him changed from a handsome young man to a young man next door in a blink of an eye, so he bent his eyes and smiled.

Seeing that Chuxiao was smiling cleanly, the young man was not mocking, so he simply stopped pretending, relaxed his straight back, put his buttocks on the ground, raised his head and winked pitifully at Chuxiao: "This fellow Taoist, Can you give me something to eat?"

Chuxiao laughed and threw him a Bigu Pill, the young man opened his mouth to take it indifferently, and the Bigu Pill fell into his wide open mouth. After eating the Bigu Pill, Lin Hanshu let out a deep breath: "Ah, I don't have to go hungry at last! In order to wait for the ninety-nine flowers to bloom, I didn't dare to leave for a full year. The bigu pill I prepared was used up more than ten days ago. Damn, if I knew it, I would have prepared more It's time!"

Hearing the young man's complaint, Chu Xiao was startled, and said in surprise: "Could it be that you just fainted from starvation?"

The young man showed a natural expression: "Would it be possible that I would pass out because of this injury? If my master finds out, he will definitely beat me hard. It would be too shameful!"

Chuixiao couldn't help but hold his forehead, don't you think it's more embarrassing for a cultivator to starve and faint than to be injured and unconscious?Thus, young master Lin Hanshu successfully lowered the fantasies of the flute for cultivators by a notch.

The young man who had regained his strength didn't know that he had unintentionally broken the cool, elegant, and noble fantasy of a soil turtle from the technological plane, so he just looked up at the time and frowned slightly: "Time It's getting late, Master is still waiting for me to go back, if you are free, come and find me at Hongjunfeng Danzheng Sect. This purple bamboo flute is given to you, it just fits your name."

Blowing the flute did not shirk, took the flute and said: "I will find you to play when I have time."

The young man showed a big smile, and then he jumped into a slender boat and flew away.

I am proud of the flute of a friend I made again today, and my smile is extraordinarily bright today. Taking advantage of that handsome face, I really like it from the bottom of my heart. As soon as I enter the house, he walks a few steps. My purple bamboo flute, I am happy He said to Yin Xuanhuang: "Ah Xuan, I have another friend today, I am very happy!"