Si Tian Guan Chapter 7

    "The man under the cloister raised his head."

    Only in this way can the explanation make sense, and why Chong suddenly wanted to come and see.

    "I didn't see the appearance clearly, I only saw the eyes clearly, they are Yin-Yang demon pupils, there is nothing wrong."

    Liu Chongming pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't be nervous, maybe I just met suddenly during the day, and the impression was so deep that I dreamed about it at night."

    "Chongming, let's go to Nanlu Temple another day." Baishiyan looked serious: "You must go!"

    "You can rest assured, I will take care of myself," Liu Chongming smiled and patted his shoulder: "Shi Yan, you are a few years older than me, why are you so impatient."

    "Chongming!" Baishiyan shouted, and he didn't know which sentence to choose. Don't plan to join the job?"

    "My dad asked me too, and I said I just want to be a businessman, make money, count the money, and don't want to get involved in the muddy water."

    "What did your uncle say?"

    "My father said it, but he didn't want me to mess with it," Liu Chongming smiled when he saw his friend's disappointed eyes, "Let my uncle not give up hope. It's on me. Moon gains are losses, and some things can't be greedy too much."

    Seeing him, he was about to leave, Baishiyan followed a few steps, and asked sharply: "You said that you have no intention of making trouble for your career, and you are in this position, how do you know that no one will come to provoke you? What? Just put up with it? What about your brother? Just let it go?"

    Liu Chongming did not turn around, only when he heard the word "brother", he stopped and left silently.

    Everything that happens outside has nothing to do with Qu Shenzhou. Du Quanxu was so angry this time that he didn't let anyone carry him back, but just let him lie in the woodshed for three or four days.

    This set of breathing and breathing methods was asked for him from General Bai. four months of torture.

    The harsh treatment of Du Quan is not important at the moment. The most important thing in front of Qu Chenzhou is how to pass the test of Pan Gonggong.

    He ran into the street recklessly that day, and many people saw it. Now, half of the people in the capital have heard that this boy who used to have low eyebrows smashed Eunuch Pan's face with a fortune-telling bone.

    Pan He has a very good face, this incident is like tearing his face off and throwing it on the ground.

    Things are bad.

    Du Quan still relied on getting to know some officials on weekdays and maintained a noble and reserved attitude. Now that he has entered Eunuch Pan's house, he has to keep a low voice.

    He stood on the side and watched Eunuch Pan casually reading a book. He had been standing there for a few hours. He didn't dare to move, and he had to continue chatting with Eunuch Pan from time to time. Hate not to kill.

    Outside the door, Qu Chenzhou has also been kneeling for a few hours.

    The wounds on the front chest and back began to close and scar under the action of the wound medicine. It was itchy and painful. The gravel under the knees seemed to be digging into the bones, grinding the flesh and blood.

    Kneeling for too long, my mind was dizzy.

    The people on both sides hurriedly dragged him up and knelt down, but the people in the room had already heard the sound here.

    Pan He put down the book he read for a long time, and seemed to notice someone outside: "Yo, look at me, only then did you see that Shopkeeper Du brought someone here."

      It's okay when I'm sick, I didn't know anything when I was sick, I didn't want to offend you, I already beat him hard. As long as you can put out the fire, you can kill him or cut him.”

    "Just a cheap slave, what do I care about?" Pan He's chubby face showed a kind smile: "Treasurer Du's business is doing well, I heard the liveliness on Xinghua Street, Just looking at the three floors of Shopkeeper Du."

    Du Quan groaned in his heart, and said with a smile: "Pan Gonggong is too famous, but it's just to make some money."

    He was very tight on money and money. As soon as he heard Pan He's words, he knew that the other party wanted to take a piece of the pie from him - I didn't expect such a shameless person, this was obviously an opportunity In trouble, a lowly slave caused trouble, and he also expected him to use the third floor's collection share in exchange, don't even think about it.

    "Live money?" Pan He laughed.

    "Yeah, you see so many mouths inside and out, all pointing at me to eat," the other party didn't say it clearly, Du Quan also pretended to be stupid: "You have a lot, don't talk to me. Children care."

     "Calculating? There are so many things in the city these days. Didn't Shopkeeper Du hear what he was talking about?"

     "Yes, did I bring someone to you to make amends?" Du Quan hurriedly shouted to the door, "Come here!"

    The people in the yard were busy carrying the Qu Shenzhou over and knelt outside the threshold.

    Looking at the young boy kneeling not far away, Pan He was no longer in a hurry to mention the matter of splitting the account.

    Because of the emperor's preference, fortune-tellers spread all over the world, and everyone knows that these are just fun tricks to cheat money.

    Going to Qisheng Building is just to please him, please come over and have fun.

      A creepy feeling.

    Somehow he was a little nervous.

    "Du Quan, did he bring his gadgets?"

    Du Quan was stunned for a moment, only to realize that the "gadget" was talking about the bones, and nodded hurriedly: "Bring it! Don't worry, don't look at him like a dumb, as long as he can speak, The words are all right! If there is no hexagram, congratulations to the father-in-law for peace and happiness every day, no disasters and no disasters."

     Having said that, he knows too well how many times the fortune-telling has gone empty over the years, and he is very nervous.

    However, Qu Chenzhou raised a heart in his throat.

    He has a secret.

    He has a secret that only he knows.

    Since he was nine years old, knowing that he could not escape and had nowhere to go, he slowly began to resist silently.

    After the master became accustomed to his divination, he could only reluctantly accept that he was taciturn and shook his head again and again.

    Du Quan only thought that he had lost the spiritual energy of his childhood and could not predict divinations, but he didn't know that his shaking his head included not only not knowing, but also refusing to answer.

    Not only did he not want to be Du Quan's cash cow, but... even if he was ignorant, he knew that if he said some things, he might cause a big disaster.

    In this way, by accident, he was kept safe and sound until he was fourteen years old, until he made a hexagram for Pan Hebu.

    But this little trick can deceive Du Quan, who is all about money, but he can't hide it from people like Pan He.

    Du Quan didn't know he thought so much, so he just urged: "Shen Zhou, what are you doing! Divination!"

    Qu Chenzhou squeezed the fortune-telling bones in his hand, silently looked at the feet inside the threshold, then slowly raised his eyes and saw Pan He.

    Even the hexagram is different from the previous life.

    He remembered that at that time, Eunuch Pan had a bright face, wealth and luck, and the hexagram said that there was gold in the south, and he went around Los Angeles.

    But this time - where the whale waves rise, near the shade of willows.

    His hexagrams will never be wrong, but if he wants to know what the hexagrams say, he can only guess based on his limited knowledge, so even when he was a child, he only said , puzzled.

    What's more, in the face of Pan He, he couldn't say anything out of his mouth.

    This silent gaze made Pan He feel a little chilly, and it wasn't the first time he went to a fortune-telling place to listen to it, and he was so uncomfortable.

    A few months ago, he had the opportunity to collect a shipment of goods with people, thinking of making a lot of money. Recently, the day of returning home is approaching, and he has been waiting for news.

    For this kind of goods, he has seen a lot of "half immortals" these days, and heard a lot of good things, which can be regarded as a comfort for himself.

    Now, in the silence of a child, I am afraid.

    "Shen Zhou!" Du Quan didn't hear the sound for a while, so he couldn't help but kicked over: "Mute? Is there any result? Speak!"

    This kick failed.

    Qu Chenzhou suddenly dodged sideways, jumped up like a lifeless man, and smashed the bones into Pan He's face.

Chapter end