vstars Chapter 129
Chapter 129
Chapter 129
Zhao Lang was slightly startled when he heard this. What shouldn’t it be him?
Is this old way waiting for someone?
“Old man, who are you waiting for?”
When the old Tao heard this, his body shook abruptly, and he said with a complex expression.
“The old fortune teller is of course waiting for someone, and has always been waiting for someone who is predestined.”
Zhao Lang naturally knew that this old way didn’t tell the truth, but he couldn’t force others, so he said with a smile,
“Since I am waiting for someone who is predestined, I have met you now, so naturally I am predestined with you.”
Hearing this, the old man frowned and looked around, as if looking for someone.
But he didn’t find anything, and finally gritted his teeth and looked at Zhao Lang and said,
“What the son said is that if you want to see, you are predestined.”
“But the veteran’s demand for Gua Jin is not low this time.”
Zhao Lang smiled.
“It’s still the old rules, as long as the old ways are accurate, the Guajin will be opened with you.”
The old way looked around again, but still didn’t find anything.
Seeing Zhao Lang’s face, he had already started hexagrams in his hand, and said, admitting his fate,
“What did the son ask this time?”
Zhao Lang stopped him and said,
“I don’t look at the picture today, I want to test the words.”
Speaking of veteran indifferent,
“Please write your son.”
Looking at the old Dao, Zhao Lang moved slightly in his heart, and took a step towards retreated, marking the word “one” with his feet on the ground.
Then I said to the old way,
“Just test this word and ask about the future.”
Lao Dao frowned slightly when he saw the word on the ground, and began to hexagrams.
But when the tortoise shell was picked up, the tortoise shell suddenly cracked!
Seeing this scene, a trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the old Dao, and he violently retreated two steps.
“How could this be!?”
Zhao Lang looked at the performance of the other party and did not speak. The last time made him feel that this old way was a bit evil.
The old man took his tortoise shell distressedly, and after a long time, he couldn’t make it back.
Finally, he said to Zhao Lang helplessly,
“My son, there are no more old-fashioned eating guys, and it can’t be counted today.”
Zhao Lang said coldly,
“Old way, we can talk about it before, you are right, and the Guajin will be opened with you.”
“But now you don’t count, so what?”
The old Dao sighed and said,
“What the son said is that it is my fault today.”
“But I have no longevity, I only have three copies of silk books with me. You can take one copy.”
After speaking, he took out three pieces of cloth filled with words from his arms and placed them in front of Zhao Lang.
Zhao Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, and didn’t get it right away, not knowing what he was thinking.
Old Dao said suddenly,
“If the son doesn’t want it, I will put it away.”
“Wait,”
Zhao Lang said at this moment,
“I naturally wanted it. I was just thinking about which one to get.”
Said the old way weakly,
“The son, can you think about it now?”
Zhao Lang nodded, reached out and took the middle share.
“I want this.”
The old way closed his eyes in pain and said,
“Since the son has already taken things, please please.”
Zhao Lang put the silk book away and said with a smile,
“The old way, let’s meet bye bye.”
After speaking, he walked over to the dead.
Looking at the back of Zhao Lang leaving, the old way smiled bitterly.”It’s better not to see it.”
When Zhao Lang disappeared from his sight, Lao Dao turned his head and looked at the ground, a character written by Zhao Lang.
Lamented,
“Why do you write this word.”
After finishing speaking, when he moved his feet, a cloth shoe flew out, erasing the word.
Then he himself sat on the ground feebly.
When the people around saw this old man sitting on the ground without his shoes, they all avoided.
“Old man, are these the shoes you dropped?”
I don’t know how long it took, a sweet voice rang in the ears of Old Dao.
Lao Dao opened his eyes and saw a beautiful woman who was holding his shoes and sent to him.
A young man followed behind him.
Seeing this young man, the old man sighed in a low voice.
“Why did you come.”
Then he threw the shoes that the woman had handed over, just in front of the young man.
The young man saw this scene, picked up his shoes, frowned and said,
“You old-fashioned! The white girl kindly helped you pick up your shoes, but you threw them away?”
“Aliang, it doesn’t matter,”
The woman stopped the young man, and then smiled and said to the old man,
“Old man, are you separated from your family?”
Aliang said in an annoyed manner,
“Miss White, I see a lot of these old ways of being deceived, don’t be deceived.”
He wanted to stand out a little more in front of the other party.
He should have been here long ago, he took the initiative to ask the other party to go around the market, only to be delayed for a while.
His old servant was right, the other party is now the farmhouse Holy Maiden, if he can win the other party.
In the future, with the help of the power of the peasant family, own anti-Qin plan, and have more chances of winning.
Hearing this, the veteran lips trembled, put on his shoes, and stood up.
I took out the remaining two pieces of silk books, gave one to the woman, and threw the other to Aliang.
“Thank you for your kindness in picking up shoes, Lao Dao has only two silk books in return.”
“There are still important things to do with the old way, don’t let it go.”
After speaking, he shook his head, turned and left very simply.
Aliang only finds this old way inexplicable,
“This old way, seeing that I’m not good at cheating money, is so rude.”
She said she was going to throw away the silk book in her hand, but the woman said,
“Given the elder, how can you just lose it like this? Keep it.”
Only then did Aliang put the things away, planning to go back and throw them away.
The woman glanced roughly at the silk book in her hand, and found nothing special, but at the end of the silk book there were two vigorous small characters: Huangshi.
The woman put away the silk book and said,
“Aliang, let’s look around and take a look at the situation.”
At this time, Zhao Lang was in the slave trading place, waiting to die.
By the way, I took out the silk book I just got.
There are not many words on the silk book, and Zhao Lang quickly read it.
It’s just that he took the middle share, without beginning and end, and he looked a little confused.
“Well, what is the way to behave and do things?”
“There are still some tactics, art of war?”
“This stuff is a bit complicated.”
Although the things inside are good, they are not enough compared to the memories in his mind.
“Yes, just a veteran.”
Zhao Lang shook his head and put the matter behind his head.
At this time, I went to die and completed the transaction. He walked towards Zhao Lang excitedly and handed him a paperwork.
“Patriarch, the slave has already been bought.”
Zhao Lang took the document and checked it roughly.
Sure enough, they were all young, nodded and said,
“Go, take someone back to the salt field.”
A group of people set off immediately.
Speaking of going to death at this time,
“Patriarch, it’s been the third day, that slave might have run away long ago.”