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The streets of Changzhou.

"You little Taoist, what nonsense are you talking about!"

A Taoist priest on the side of the street said something that made an old lady in a crimson flower dress tremble from her fingers to her big breasts.

The aunt was angry from her guts, and she was a bear's paw at the weak young Taoist priest.The little Taoist hid quickly, but the rotten wood stall that had been battered by wind and rain for many years lost half of his body, and the other half was pitifully weak.

The aunt was furious: "You stinky Taoist priest, dare to say that I am married to the jute at the end of the street, are you looking for shit!"

The roar was heard throughout the street.

Jute from the end of the street came to ask, and he was moving fast in the busy street, his thin voice was very penetrating, "Smelly bitch! Who do you look down on? You don't even look at yourself like a bear!" !"

The female man in red stroked her sleeves and shouted at Huang Mazi: "Dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, you girl was born in the wrong birth!"

The two yelled and scolded in the street back and forth, and the melon-eating crowd watched lively, and the heartless even started a few fires.

The little Taoist priest who made the instigator was wearing a yellow and black Taoist robe, and he packed his clothes with his hands and feet, ready to run.Cheng En was still panting heavily, really, did he really use up all the coordination of his hands and feet today after dodging that aunt's hard blow just now?

The darling of the little Taoist priest, a peerless Huang Daxian scripture was shot away long ago and got stuck in a corner.In the end, it was picked up by a warm-hearted little tiger baby and returned.

Over there, the red aunt and Huang Mazi fought fiercely in the street, and the little tiger boy in the corner asked in a low voice: "Daxian, my mother always said that I am Wen Changxing's son, is it true?"

Cheng En was stunned for a moment, and suppressed the words "That's what your mother tricked you" from the bottom of his mouth, then nodded and smiled.

Little Huwa was not very happy, she sniffed two lines of sparkling snot, and was very puzzled: "But I would rather be a butcher, so that my family can have meat every day."

Cheng En touched the top of the little tiger baby's round head, "Your mother is right, you are the son of Wen Changxing... Wen Quxing is the reincarnation, if you work harder, you will definitely succeed in your studies."

Cheng En cupped his fists towards the sky, he felt that he must have been emitting a holy light just now.

After fooling the little tiger boy, Cheng En was going to leave the scene quickly while no one was paying attention, but the sturdy lady in red also had an eye on the back of her head, seeing that he was about to slip away, she hurriedly turned her gun, "You wild way!" You stinky Taoist priest who became a monk, spewing dung all over his mouth!"

Cheng En slapped two talismans on himself, with the wind blowing on his feet, he swiftly shuttled through the alley, and even waved his hands to the back to deliberately provoke him.Cheng En shouted at the top of his voice: "I'm not talking nonsense, aunt in red and Huang Mazi, you are the fate of the third generation, you can't talk about it, I am a famous teacher, and a famous teacher is a good apprentice!"

Leaving the chicken and egg beating all the way and the stunned crowd, Cheng Endun escaped.

On the second day, the Taoist priest who claimed to be very accurate in fortune telling set up a stall as usual.This time, he purposely stayed away from the resentful couple who would sooner or later become a cooperative couple.

Cheng En: "Fortune telling, fortune telling, Huang Daxian is reincarnated, no money is not allowed."

Cheng En: "Fortune-telling, fortune-telling, a copper coin, past life and present life, turn bad luck into good luck."

After soliciting for a long time, finally a guest came to open the door, Cheng En secretly rubbed his hands.The person who came was a woman, wearing a veil. Judging by her temperament, she must be the daughter of a rich family, and she must be quite generous.Nuo, followed by this one followed by a maid who was carrying things.The maid is holding red paper-cuts, red satin, and Lanhuazhuang's rouge lip gloss.Yo, it's a little girl who is about to leave the court.

Cheng En greeted her very attentively, "Miss, are you asking about marriage or a peace talisman?"

The master didn't say anything, but the servant girl clicked her tongue angrily, "Don't pretend to be a ghost, Taoist priest, your talisman is even better than the spirit in the temple."

Cheng En put on the appearance of a worldly expert, and unfolded a white folding fan just in time in his hand, "Sincerity leads to spirit, girl, my peace talisman is not simple."

The veiled woman scolded the maid for her ignorance in a low voice.The Taoist waved his hand magnanimously to show that he didn't care.

The servant girl took out a copper coin, still not in a good temper, and said word by word, "Forget it, marriage, fate. Calculate it carefully, or I will hit you."

The little Taoist said yes again and again, and then took out a box of lottery.

The maid looked at the stick, then at the meticulous Huang Daxian on the tattered table, and immediately found an outlet for her outburst: "Do you know how to be a Taoist? You don't even ask about the date of birth when you ask about marriage." Then she turned to My own lady complained with certainty: "Miss, don't believe the rogue Taoist priests on the street. The great monk in the Guanyin Temple has said that it is a match made in heaven. I think Mr. Zheng will treat you well."

The young lady who was about to get married lowered her eyes and shook the lottery on the tattered table.

A bamboo stick fell out, Cheng En squeezed the stick in his hand, and said without emotion: "The most annoying Dong Shi smiled, how can a pheasant beat a phoenix." Then, the Huang Daxian scriptures on the table were flipped over Calmly, he is planning to follow the script as always.

As soon as this remark came out, the servant girl was immediately annoyed, although she was not as knowledgeable as her young lady, but she understood it, she was saying that her young lady was a pheasant!Seeing her girl frowning, the servant girl almost broke the Taoist booth with only half of her body left, and said angrily: "Who are you saying is imitating? You are blind! My lady is ashamed of the moon and the moon, how can you tolerate me?" Talk nonsense here!"

Cheng En still held the white folding fan and shook it lightly, looking very contented, apparently not paying attention to the maid's abuse.He said to the girl wearing a veil: "This girl, your marriage seems unreliable."

The girl pondered for a moment, then slowly raised her eyes to meet Cheng En's.

Those are the eyes of a pair of beauties.

The girl said: "Great Immortal, my maid is ignorant, so don't take it to heart." After speaking, she turned to the maid who was still chattering, "He Xiang, give this Immortal a penny."

Although reluctantly, she still obeyed her lady's words, but she didn't feel intimidated and said: "Showing off, you stinky Taoist priest, you will be accepted by the heavens sooner or later." He looked at Cheng En with great hatred.

Cheng En was very puzzled, why did he always meet tough women recently, could it be that he was murdered recently?

The Taoist shook his head, then shook his fan again, "It's a blessing, not a curse. A disaster can't be avoided, so please rest assured, girl. This disaster has ravaged the world for a long time, and its fate should be at an end. Now it's a hard board, and it's up to you." The superior accepts."

Cheng En added a few more words in his heart, how can there be such a great god who is not born in the world, a peerless master.He has grown so big, and has practiced Taoism for so long, that he has not even seen a fairy Tuomeng.No need to think about it, this hard board is what Uncle Cheng called himself.

The servant girl was in a daze when she heard it, and she became more and more confused when she saw her young lady's confident appearance.Could it be that Mr. Zheng is really a monster, who wants to eat her young lady?

Having said all that, Cheng En stopped revealing the so-called secrets too much, for fear that something would happen to the girl's family.He took out a triangular safety talisman, and said: "Girl, please keep this safety talisman, it will keep your house safe. Don't mess yourself up and disturb the disaster."

This peace talisman looked like it was sold at a big sale on the street, the maid took it, suppressed her overwhelming anger, and finally put it away.After dismissing the two difficult guests, Cheng En bought a bag of white steamed buns to cover his hands.Until evening, Taoist Cheng swatted the flies in front of his stall.

Seeing that it was getting dark, and yesterday's repair fee was not enough to make enough money, Cheng En hurriedly asked customers in the street: "Madam, do you have a fortune teller?"

A well-dressed woman turned her head and realized that the fortune teller on the street was calling her.

Mrs. Shen was graceful and graceful, dressed in dark purple silk and satin, with a small white jade flower ornament on her ear, she warmed her hands with a stove, and looked at the Taoist priest up and down.She originally went to the street to buy some paper money, but now she was about to go back.Before the servant of the mansion who carried the sedan chair arrived, the servant girl went to call him, and he waited alone in front of the small teahouse.

The master of the Shen family didn't believe in these ghosts and monsters, and if they were discovered, they would be punished.After hesitating for a while, the woman went to the Taoist stall.

Cheng En laughed: "Who will Madam tell fortunes for, or ask for a talisman?"

Mrs. Shen was taken aback, and murmured, "Is Taoist priest believable in reincarnation?"

Cheng En shook his fan, "Madam, don't you believe me?"

Madam Shen shook her head.

Cheng En also shook his head, "I don't believe it either."

Mrs. Shen was very surprised, she lowered her eyebrows and said: "This Taoist priest can't play with the wind. If you don't believe in reincarnation, how can you Taoist say it?"

Cheng En pretended to be profound, and said: "The so-called Dao is nothing more than fortune-telling. Ma'am, the deceased is dead." Well, I have seen you buying paper money.

But for some reason, it hit the woman's sore spot, and Madam Shen burst into tears, "Do you know where my son's soul is, and is he okay?"

Cheng En couldn't see the woman crying, so he trembled all over. Fortunately, Mrs. Shen who was opposite didn't pay attention.He stroked Huang Daxian's dignified and rough skin, and said, "Ma'am, tell Mr. Ling's birth date, just ask for a lottery."

Once the lottery has been signed, Du Juan weeps blood and moves the hearts of the guests.This shows that the young master has already been killed elsewhere, and died early.

Cheng En explained: "The cuckoo is crying blood, the traveler is far away, and he has not returned to his hometown. It is difficult to find it, and my wife is sorry. Although this lottery is a lottery, there is still a chance of life, and it can turn danger into luck." After thinking about it, he decided According to the facts, "fortunately, the young master is born in the womb of an immortal. Most of the souls will return to their hometown and heaven at this moment. Madam don't have to worry too much about it."

I don't know if Mrs. Shen was comforted, but at least the tears stopped.Mrs. Shen came back to her senses, "You said, my son is the reincarnation of a god?"

Cheng En stroked his non-existent beard and nodded with certainty, "Young master has probably returned to heaven by now. If Madam is more worried, it will make you sad." He said in his heart: This young master does not know how to return to heaven Whether the soul is damaged or not, maybe some magic soldiers can be brought in.It's a pity that he can't recruit the soul of the immortal, and it doesn't seem to be of great help.

Mrs. Shen refused to let go, "Then, my son, which line of gods are you?"

Cheng En spoke nonsense in a serious manner, with a hint of joy in his voice, and said, "Young Master Ling is Guanyin who sits down and his eldest disciple Nezha is right. Madam, go to the temple to pray for blessings. Maybe I can meet Young Master Ling in my dream."

Greeting Mrs. Shen, who had no sense of joy and sorrow, Cheng En quickly closed the stall.He put the table legs to the corner, wrapped them in straw, took off his yellow and black Taoist robes, and happily went shopping in the market to start his nightlife.

This time, without knowing Cheng Tianci's old man, he went down the mountain privately. Naturally, he came here for the monsters here.This evildoer is not only the evil spirit of the beginning of the world, but also unearthed in the mortal world. Simply put, it is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.

Cheng En was walking on the street in style, and decided to visit places that men like first.

For the next few days, he spent time in gambling houses and brothels. On the basis of meager money, Cheng Daoshi established a very solid tofu flower friendship with a group of gangsters.The direct consequence is that his family should not be able to uncover the pot these days.Fortunately, although Daoist Cheng has no qualifications, he has already bigu under the management of his own master, and he will feel sick if he eats a little too much.

Cheng Daoshi looked at his thin body, and for money, under the recommendation of his friends, he gritted his teeth and went to work as a rice yarder for a few days.

At Zhang’s wharf, the new brother Cheng, while sending money and tribute to his newly recognized elder brother, secretly wrote down the wharf’s shift schedule, secretly worrying about how to extend his claws to Zheng’s house, such as being a servant or something.

Cheng En understands this truth very well, but the small treasury has been used as a tribute, and he has to buy some charcoal to burn it in the winter, otherwise he will not be able to survive this winter with his constitution that is afraid of the cold.After resigning from the wharf and slipping away, at dawn, the poor Taoist priest Cheng set up his Taoist booth resignedly, decided to temporarily suspend the big plan of punishing evil and eliminating rape, and started shouting in the street.

Cheng En: "Fortune telling..."

But, everyone seems to be a little weird today.

As soon as Cheng Daoshi's booth was set up, the passers-by on the street looked at him with indescribable eyes.The steamed bun seller glanced at him secretly, then continued selling steamed stuffed buns.The one who was drinking the porridge silently glanced at him, thinking that Cheng En hadn't noticed, and then continued to drink the porridge.

Cheng En scratched his face, "Fortune telling, fortune telling, Huang Daxian is reincarnated, don't ask for money."

At this time, the whole street was silent.

Cheng En swallowed his saliva, and said cautiously: "Fortune-telling, fortune-telling, a copper coin, knowing the past and present life, and turning evil into good luck."

The crowd lined up in a long queue at his defeated stall.

Everyone: That's right, this is the little Taoist priest who is elusive and accurate in fortune-telling!

"Immortal, help me calculate the marriage—"

"I came first!"

"You are blind, I came first!"

"Xiao Daoist, you can tell my son a fortune teller!"

"Who doesn't have eyes to step on my shoes!"

……

Cheng En's fan shook like a mountain falling apart, this, this, everyone suddenly discovered that he is actually an unobtrusive worldly expert?

Amidst the chatter of the crowd, Cheng En found out that it was Jute Mazi and Aunt Hong who were really married!

"I don't know, you don't know, Huwa, the son of Aunt Wang next door, is so stupid that the teacher always beats him with his hands. You see, Cheng Daxian said that he is the reincarnation of Wen Changxing. Passed all the tests!"

"Jute looks at the couple's love and sweetness."

"It is said that the two are married for three lives, and the red thread held by Yuelao."

Cheng En: "..."

A bastard who has money but doesn't make money, Daoshi Cheng finds that he is full of business opportunities and decides to increase his social status, putting on an appearance of an outsider.Looking for marriage?Five copper plates.Horoscope fortune telling?A penny.Oh, it doesn't matter if it's too expensive, we have a flagship product that is close to the people - Huang Daxian's lottery, it's still a copper plate, a copper plate!

Amid the scolding and applause, Cheng Shenstick (cross out) Daxian Junk Stall (cross out) fortune-telling shop opened in full swing!

I have been busy all day, and I have fooled half of the people on the street.Cheng En closed the stall half-deadly, and in the end a man came holding the infant mother and begged him to treat the child.Cheng En shook his fan and said bluntly, "I have a fever, go to a doctor quickly, or the Jade Emperor will not be able to save him."

The aunt almost rushed to the doctor's shop and squeezed into the door of the shop that was about to close.

Holding the heavy money bag, Cheng En experienced for the first time in his life the feeling of being smashed to death by money.He hummed the little tunes he heard back from the brothel, tidied up his booth, and even the hands and feet aggravated by physical exhaustion looked so charming.

Cheng En took off his Taoist robe, stretched himself, and prepared to close the stall.Turning around, he saw a man standing in front of his stall.There was a gold ingot on the table, Immortal Yuheng said: "Little Taoist, I count it as a marriage."