Yellow Springs Inn (Bai Fan) Chapter 35: Buddhist Youth

In addition, this mountain is one of the holy places of Taoism in the Lingnan area, so there are quite a lot of pilgrims coming and going on the mountain.

When Qinghong arrived at the gate of Guifeng Mountain, it was already around two o'clock in the afternoon.

But when he stood at the foot of Guifeng Mountain and looked at this so-called famous mountain, he suddenly felt like he couldn't help but laugh.

The so-called famous mountain of Taoism in Lingnan is actually just a small hill stretching for miles!

Moreover, there is no flowing water on this mountain, nor lush forests and bamboos. This kind of mediocre landscape is very different from the famous mountains in Qinghong's impression.

"Handsome guy, do you want to make a fortune?"

Just as Qinghong was standing at the foot of the mountain and couldn't help but laugh, he suddenly heard an aura-filled voice behind him.

"No."

Qinghong turned around, casually looked at the young man behind him who looked only about twenty, and casually declined.

He is no stranger to fortune-telling and divination.

Among the hundreds of people in Fenglin Village, there are not a few people who know how to read and tell fortunes.

Zhu Bianque, the Wulong King, and the village head are all considered to be the best in the technique of Qihuang.

Qinghong lived with Zhu Bianque since he was a child, and later followed Wulong Wang to practice in the Huangquan Inn for two months, and he was exposed to a lot of knowledge about yin and yang, and he also has a lot of experience in divination. .

And this young man in his twenties in front of him, not to mention his mediocre appearance, is not a master at first glance. Even if he does have some real skills, he is definitely not special. Powerful, after all, how could such a young person have such profound morality?

Seeing that Qinghong rejected him without hesitation, the young fortune-teller seemed to be a little bit angry, and immediately looked around Qinghong carefully with his eyes.

After a while, he suddenly grinned and said mysteriously: "Sao Nian, if I'm not mistaken, you may have a **** disaster in the near future!"

"Really?"

Qinghong shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, and he also used his own eyesight to carefully look at this young fortune teller.

When I saw waves of black air continuously lingering in the Parkway above this person's head, I couldn't help but feel a little secretly startled.

Judging from the appearance in front of him, this young fortune-teller may also have suffered a **** disaster recently.

After reading, Qinghong smiled proudly: "You keep saying that you want to tell fortunes for others, but have you ever done it for yourself?"

"Doctors don't heal themselves, don't you understand this truth?"

The fortune-telling young man grinned and said indifferently: "I only need ten yuan to do fortune-telling once, and ten yuan is just the money to buy two bottles of water. Use the money for two bottles of water to give yourself a good fortune and avoid evil." Opportunity, why not do it?"

Seeing that the fortune-telling young man in front of him was still unwilling to give up, Qinghong couldn't help but feel a little playful.

Immediately said with the same confidence: "To be honest, I am also a fortune teller."

"If you are interested, I only charge you five yuan, and I can also teach you a way to avoid evil, otherwise, within a day, you will be bloody!"

"Nonsense."

The young fortune-teller raised the banner in his hand that read "One Gua Asks the Heaven" and pretended to say earnestly, "Young man, I didn't fool you. You have indeed suffered a **** disaster recently. If you don't think about it I'm afraid it's too late to regret the way to break it."

"I would also like to advise you, don't pretend to cheat me for money, otherwise I will be rude to you!"

Qing Hong scolded righteously, then turned and walked towards the mountain.

When Qinghong's figure disappeared by the side of the mountain trail, the young man who was fortune-telling was a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er and muttered: "What is this guy's background? Is he a colleague?"

"If he is in the same company, then I have to make him suffer, otherwise I, Guo Banxian, will not be able to hang out on this Guifeng mountain in the future!"

After saying that, the young man who called himself Guo Banxian put away the flag in his hand, and strode towards the direction Qinghong left to chase after him.

After walking for about three to five miles, Qinghong felt a little tired. He stopped and stopped along the way, and saw several so-called scenic spots, only to find that the so-called famous mountains in south of the Five Ridges were even the barren mountains in his hometown. Can't compare.

When it comes to Zhong Lingyuxiu, it is completely incomparable, thinking that this mountain is nothing more than that, it is better not to go down the mountain and turn to the villa to have a good rest.

After reading, Qinghong sat on the spot to rest for a while, but turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Stop!"

As soon as he walked three or five steps away, he immediately heard a sound of shouting from the front.

In a hurry, Qinghong raised his eyes, and in the small forest in front of him, the figure of the fortune-telling young man just now flashed.

"Is that you?"

Qinghong frowned, thinking that this person really knows how to do business, and he was really persistent enough to chase half a mountain for a small business.

"I've said it before, I don't plan to tell fortunes, so don't waste your time!"

"Who said I will tell your fortune?"

Guo Banxian glanced at his small mouth, and scolded arrogantly: "Answer me honestly, do you also do fortune-telling?"

"So what?"

"So what if it's not?" Qinghong scratched his head inexplicably~IndoMTL.com~I don't quite understand what kind of medicine this person is selling in his gourd.

"Just admit it!"

Guo Banxian rolled his eyes at him and threatened: "I think you are only eighteen or nineteen years old, and you look simple."

"I don't want to embarrass you, but I have to warn you that Guifeng Mountain is my territory, Guo Banxian. If you want to compete with me for business, you may not be able to afford it!"

"Business grabbing?"

Qinghong was almost confused by him.

Is this so-called Guo Banxian out of his mind?

"Brother, you misunderstood, I have no intention of competing with you for business."

"And I'm not a fortune teller, if you have nothing to do, I'll go first."

"The green mountains will not change, the green water will flow forever, and there will be no future!"

After saying that, Qinghong calmly passed by Guo Banxian with an attitude of calming things down.

"Wait."

Just when Qinghong thought he could get rid of this unreasonable troublemaker, he suddenly felt a strong tug on his shoulder, and his body was instantly pulled back.

Because Qinghong was not mentally prepared to find a fight just now, being dragged vigorously by the opponent, he suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

"Presumptuous!"

After being dragged to the ground, Qinghong was completely angry.

The so-called Guo Banxian in front of him is simply too deceitful!

Although Qinghong, as a country boy, did not intend to have any enmity with anyone, nor did he want to conflict with others in this foreign place.

But clay figurines also have a three-point earthy nature. From the moment they met at the foot of the mountain, this Guo Banxian had an aggressive attitude, and now he even wanted to block the road and hurt people on the mountain, which made Qinghong intolerable.