Thin porridge, pickles, steamed buns, and tea.

Lin Dong wanted a lot of things on this table.

The owner of this tea stall is a believer. Lin Dong said nothing wrong, so he allowed Lin Dong to eat at this tea stall without charging any money.

Even so, these nine people had bad expressions and surrounded Lin Dong, Qing Lingzi, and Lu Xueqi, pinching their waists with their hands and staring at each other.

Lin Dong held the steamed buns in one hand and ate pickles, and occasionally drank a few sips of porridge. Qing Lingzi next to him was always on guard, afraid that the common people next to him would suddenly be unfavorable to Lin Dong. As for Lu Xueqi, there were so many people watching, and the Ice Beauty did not mean to use chopsticks.

"Don't stare at me."

After using the rice, Lin Dong picked up the tea bowl, tasted the tea bowl, and put it down, saying, "I think I have been in the world for many years, and all the hexagrams I have calculated are accurate. Just now when I came, I saw that you were full of bad luck and all had a death disaster. Now that I have met a noble person, the disaster cloud has dispersed. According to my view of your face, you will be revenged, and it will be today."

"How to get the reward?"

The tea stall owner asked.

"You sit back to your seat, let my two disciples spend the meal, and your enemies will come."

Lin Dong said.

The owner of the tea stall looked at each other and invited Lin Dong to sit aside and negotiate with him.

In this person's statement, it turned out that just over a month ago, a Taoist priest came here. He went from house to house to tell fortunes and carefully asked about the birth date and eight characters. If the Taoist priest could tell fortunes, it was mostly a fool. When talking about a certain year and month, there were many mistakes. He said that his Liu Ren technique was powerful, and what he said was ridiculous. However, this person was extremely thick-skinned and asked about the birth date and eight characters all the way. As a result, the daughter of Ren month and Ren day was dug into the heart when asked about Ren year.

"At that time, I only thought that this man was sick, so my daughter was the daughter of the year, Ren month, Ren day, and at night, my poor daughter's heart was dug up by him."

When talking about this, the man burst into tears.

If a person is heartbroken, he will die tragically.

These people ran around to seek revenge on the Taoist priest, but did not want to meet halfway through, and told each other that they all had one enemy, so they shared the same hatred and prepared to seek revenge on the Taoist.

"I want to ask, this Taoist priest must have magic tricks when looking for the daughter of Ren month and Ren day in Ren year. You are all mortals, how dare you go and seek revenge."

Lin Dong asked just to see how big their hatred was.

"Look at the Taoist priest."

A farmer walked aside, immediately took the three gourds and placed them in front of the table where Lin Dong was sitting.

Lin Dong didn't even calculate, just look at what medicine was sold in these mortal gourds.

"Master, this is rooster's blood."

The farmer opened the gourd and poured it out a little.

Rooster blood is a folk legend that has extremely yang energy and has the power to suppress evil.

Lin Dong pointed at the rooster blood with his fingers and drew a talisman on the gourd. The brushwork was accurate, so that people felt that the rune was extraordinary when they saw it.

The farmer opened the second gourd.

"Don't move."

Lin Dong reached out to the gourd mouth, rubbed his fingers, and said, "This is black dog blood."

This black dog blood is also a thing that can ward off evil spirits and can suppress ghosts and monsters. There are countless folk legends about the black dog blood.

"The Taoist Master's clarification!"

The farmer was quite impressed. He watched Lin Dong rub his fingers dipped in black dog blood on the gourd and carved the talisman seal. The farmer opened the third gourd and poured out a little.

The talismans drawn by Lin Dong on this second gourd were quite different from rooster blood. After skimming this gourd, Lin Dong reached out to touch the blood of the third gourd.

"This is Tiankui Blood."

The farmer said first before Lin Dong was touched.

Tiankui Blood is commonly known as the eldest aunt, the menstrual blood of females, and the most obscure thing in folk legends.

"Um?"

Lin Modified withdrew his finger without any trace, took out a talisman from his arms, and pasted it on the gourd of Tiankui's blood.

"Master, don't you need to dip this in a talisman?"

The farmer was quite puzzled.

"Need not."

Lin Dong shook his head and said, "This gourd will be poured into the mouths of the two demons later. No matter how he is told, he will not be able to use any magic power. Then life, killing, and taking away life, killing, and taking away will be in your hands."

The man nodded when he heard Lin Dong's words, and then asked, "Why are the two demons?"

The one who made enemies with them was just a Taoist priest, but he didn't know how this Taoist priest said that it was two demons.

"You guys look over there."

Lin Dong pointed to the side of the road, and the people all looked up, but saw two people walking out of the jungle beside the road. The first one was wearing a black-green Taoist robe, walking politely, with three strokes of beards on his face and a look of true truth. The person next to him was bald and big eyes, with a fierce face, and he looked like a bandit.

These two people are the ancestor Fengyue and ancestor Duanmu who came from Jieshi Mountain.

The pills were stolen and Jieshi Mountain was destroyed. For them, this hatred was so high that the sky was deep. Since the treasures were enforced at night, the two of them searched all the way. Until now, they finally arrived near Liyang. After one night, they were still mortals. They felt that they were not strong enough. They looked at the tea stall below in the clouds, so they suppressed the treasure light, fell from the sky, came out of the jungle, and arrived at the tea stall.

"Brother Duanmu, please!"

The ancestor Fengyue is quite gentle. Before arriving at this tea stall, I will first invite the ancestor Duanmu.

The Duanmu Zu laughed and didn't care. He walked to the tea stall on the spot and immediately sat down with a knife.

"This tea stall looks familiar."

The ancestor Fengyue took out a folding fan in his arms and sat next to the ancestor Duanmu. Then he looked around and looked at the faces of the people around him. He couldn't help but sigh again and said, "The faces of these people are also vaguely familiar."

"Bang!"

The ancestor Duanmu slapped the table and said angrily: "I look familiar. From last night to now, I see you vaguely familiar when I meet the mountain, I see you vaguely familiar when I meet water, I see you vaguely familiar when I steal the elixir and set fire. Do you think you are familiar when I see you vaguely familiar when I see you vaguely familiar?"

The ancestor Fengyue looked up and pointed at Lin Dong, Lu Xueqi, and Qing Lingzi and said, "These three people have never met me and have never known each other. Brother, you should know that over the years, except for the elixir, I have nothing to do with my heart. My old relationships have been broken and new relationships have not been formed. What do you care about these mediocre sentient beings and the world of the world?"

From the perspective of practicing Taoism, this ancestor Fengyue is indeed like a cultivator.

"Pooh!"

The ancestor Duanmu slapped the table and yelled and cursed, "It's all bullshit!" Then he looked at the tea stall owner and cursed angrily, "You're blind. You haven't seen the master sitting here for a long time. Hurry up and bring your tea. Otherwise, the master will blow your stall, kill your life, and take your life!"

People like him are used to being lawless and have a domineering attitude that can be confronted by the sky and the earth when speaking.

Lin Dong winked the boss, saying that they didn't need to panic here. He held the gourd in front of him and looked at the Fengyue Ancestor Duanmu Ancestor. When he saw the Fengyue Ancestor, he shouted happily: "Isn't this Fengyue Brother from Jieshi Mountain? When did you come to Liyang City?"

"ah?"

This surprised the ancestor Fengyue.

The ancestor Fengyue had no impression of Lin Dong's face in front of him, but Lin Dong could clearly call out his name, and even more so that he knew the place of his cultivation, which surprised the ancestor Fengyue.

"Brother, you forgot."

Lin Dong sat on the table of the Fengyue Ancestor Duanmu Ancestor, pretending to be mysterious: "I'll remind you, Liyang City."

Liyang City?

The ancestor Fengyue frowned and thought. If he said that Liyang City and Liyang City were close to each other, he really had no good relationships. Because his poor fortune-telling skills were ridiculed in Liyang City, and the ancestor Fengyue could not swallow this breath, so he often used magical powers to hurt people.

"I'll remind you again, tell fortunes."

Lin Dong knocked on the table and said.

Talk about fortunes?

The ancestor Fengyue frowned again and thought. He has been devoted to this pill for a hundred years. Many things that are useless to him are like water passing through the ground. He has had a very faint impression, but now it is hard to find an impression when he looks back.

"Are you a fortune teller?"

The Duanmu ancestor was quite impatient when he saw Lin Dong.

"Shame."

Lin Donggong bowed and said, "When it comes to fortune-telling skills, they are a little better than Brother Feng Yue."

The ancestor Fengyue is an amateur in fortune-telling, and the ancestor Duanmu knows this. At this moment, Lin Dong and the ancestor Fengyue are familiar with each other. As Fengyue is frowning and thinking, the ancestor Duanmu also said a few words to Lin Dong.

"Then tell me a fortune."

Duanmu Ancestor said: "Calculate the fortune of the Ancestor."

Lin Dong looked at the appearance of Duanmu Ancestor Duanmu and said it was unknown.

"What's going on? It's okay to say it straight!"

The Duanmu Patriarch did not believe in fate, did not believe in retribution, but only believed in fists. Therefore, the Duanmu Patriarch did not care about Lin Dong's fortune-telling rhetoric.

"Your wrinkles are everywhere, and it is clearly a sign of how difficult it is for you. As far as I see, you encountered a fire catastrophe last night. If you left at that time, you could still avoid the death catastrophe. And you came all the way to Liyang, and the Yintang became darker and the death catastrophe was coming."

For those who were already killed by Duanmu, Lin Dong would not call out a divination on purpose, so he simply had a physical fortune teller.

If you say you die, you have to die.

"Where should this death disaster be?"

The Duanmu Ancestor didn't care.

“It should be here.”
To be continued...