The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Ding Xiang held the lottery tube, wondering whether she should pick up the lottery on the ground, and looked at Li Muchen.

Li Muchen frowned.

This is an ominous sign.

Just now, in order to show respect and because Brother Mashan was his relative, he did not peek at Tiandao.

As the saying goes, caring leads to chaos. He is afraid that if he peeks into the way of heaven, he will mess up the cause and effect and get the wrong mirror image.

He thought that the worst outcome would be for someone to sign the lottery, but he didn't expect that the first sign of the lottery would be disconnected.

At this time, it was too late to peek at the way of heaven.

Because the secret only flashed in that moment.

What makes Li Muchen strange is that he ignored the whole process of Ma Shan and Chanali getting to know each other, and he didn't see anything wrong with them.

Moreover, Chanali's master, the Malaysian goddess Fatima, obviously didn't think there was anything inappropriate, otherwise she would have objected.

Fatima's cultivation level was very high. He didn't know how high it was, but if she dared to go to Shen Guanghai to find her second senior brother, it meant that she at least had this ability.

They didn't even feel it, so why is there a break in the contract now?

Li Muchen was suddenly shocked when he saw the confused look on Ding Xiang's face.

Could the problem be with Lilac?

This lottery was requested by Ding Xiang. Apart from Mashan and Chanali, the only person related to the secret is Ding Xiang.

Li Muchen knelt down and picked up the broken lotus stick from the ground.

The signature was cut in half, and the signature was also cut in half.

The upper half reads: "It's the same thing."

The lower half reads: "Sheep dates are unique."

Li Muchen didn't understand what the signature meant, so he handed it to Zhang Daoyuan next to him: "Daozhang Zhang, come and interpret the signature."

Zhang Daoyuan was extremely nervous. Asking him to interpret the signature was like asking him to take a test.

How to solve it?

Of course, it's the best thing to say. The draw is broken, so how can it be the worst thing to say?

He took the lot, took a look at it, and said: "Master Li, this sign is in the lot of karma. It belongs to the upper lot. It comes from "Mencius". In terms of marriage, it means that everyone has his or her own fate. The good thing is that you can't use the public's eyes to examine the quality of marriage between people. Only you know in your heart whether it is good or not. But now the sign is cut off in the middle..."

Zhang Daoyuan paused for a moment and swallowed, "Ah, then it changes from the top sign to the top sign! You see, the 'Wang Zhi, Sui Tong Ye' is broken here, leaving only 'Yang Zao, so' "Duye" means having a special liking for the one you love and abandoning all worldly views. This is an extraordinary love comparable to Xu Xian's White Snake!"

Ding Xiang listened nervously, worried that the sign she asked for would spoil Brother Mashan's marriage, but she felt relieved when she heard Zhang Daoyuan said that the sign had been signed.

But Li Muchen frowned: "Xu Xian White Snake? Then who is Fahai?"

Zhang Daoyuan was shocked, knowing that he had made a mistake, and hurriedly said: "Master Li, don't be surprised, I was just making an analogy, it's not Xu Xian White Snake, it's Butterfly Lovers, Butterfly Lovers!"

"Okay, if you can convert this broken sign into an upper sign, you are considered to be thoughtful." Li Muchen said with a smile, "Let's go, this is the hexagram gold."

Then he put down the sixty yuan and left with Lilac.

Zhang Daoyuan respectfully sent Li Muchen off, watched them disappear on the path down the mountain, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This level was finally passed reluctantly.

He immediately turned around and returned to the main hall, poured out the tube of lottery tickets, checked them one by one, and found that there seemed to be no problem with the quality of the lottery tickets.

He dropped the lots on the ground one by one, and none of them was broken. I picked it up again and applied a little more strength, but it still wasn't broken.

It's strange. With so many signatures, could it be that only one of them has quality issues, and that one was picked out by Lilac girl?

Zhang Daoyuan can only admit that he is unlucky.

At this moment, a loud voice came from outside the door: "Are you just fooling people with these unconsecrated fake signatures?"

A man in his late fifties who looked like a Taoist priest was walking up the steps in front of the temple.

This man was dressed in Taoist uniform, holding a fly whisk in his hand, and carrying a sword on his back.

This outfit looks like it came from the film and television city.

Zhang Daoyuan was stunned, a little displeased, and said: "This fellow Taoist, this temple is newly built and has not yet been opened. If you want to place an order, please go elsewhere."

"Hahaha..." The Taoist priest laughed heartily, "You want to drive people away after I exposed it? Are you worthy of wearing this Taoist uniform?"

If this happened before, Zhang Daoyuan would have been angry a long time ago, but since he repaired the house twice, his mood has been greatly improved, and he smiled slightly:

"Whether you are worthy of wearing this Taoist uniform or not, is it not the Taoist friend who has the final say? Who dares to say that you are a Taoist monk? Since you are not on orders, do you have any advice?"

"Zhongnan Mu Xingye." The Taoist priest said, "Whose disciple are you?"

Zhang Daoyuan was slightly surprised when he heard Zhong Nan.

Zhongnan Mountain is the holy land of Taoism, and Chongyang Palace is one of the three ancestral palaces of Quanzhen. It is also the place where Wang Chongyang, the founder of Quanzhen, practiced cultivation.

"It turns out to be fellow Taoist Quanzhen, so disrespectful!" Zhang Daoyuan said with cupped hands.

Mu Xingye, however, was not polite at all. He stood there and did not return the greeting. He said, "Everyone said that Zhengyi was in decline. I didn't expect it to be like this. It doesn't matter if the sign can't be consecrated. The house is still being built randomly. Look at the Sanqing Palace and the Patriarch." There are no rules at all about the location of the main hall and the side hall!"

No matter how good-tempered Zhang Daoyuan was, he was not happy to hear this.

"Fellow Taoist Mu, didn't your master teach you to be polite? Commenting on other people's palace views and denying other people's work at will, is this what a cultivator does?"

Mu Xingye sneered: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you. When I'm free, I'll go to the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain to argue. Let me ask you, do you know there is a man named Li Muchen in Hecheng?"

Zhang Daoyuan said heartily, you came here so early and you didn’t run into him.

But he was angry and asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

"I heard that this man is a heinous man who, relying on his superior force, kills people at every turn. Zhu Xiaoyuan of Jinling summoned fellow martial artists from all over the world to denounce him in Zhumen Town. I was invited by my colleagues to come and kill him. Please tell me quickly, he where?"

Zhang Daoyuan was stunned.

He had also heard about the incident in Jinling Zhumen Town, but this was only a matter in the martial arts world. When did it involve Taoism?

"Hmph, you don't even know who Young Master Li is, yet you have the nerve to claim to be the orthodox Taoist sect, and then you say that our Zhengyi has declined. What a big joke!"

"What did you say?" Mu Xingye's face darkened, "It seems you know someone named Li. Tell me, where is he?"

"Of course I know, but I won't tell you." Zhang Daoyuan said.

Swish!

With a flash of sword light, Mu Xingye had a sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was pressed against Zhang Daoyuan's neck.

"Say!"

Veins popped out on Zhang Daoyuan's face and he said angrily: "If you kill me, I won't tell you!"

"Stubborn!"

Mu Xingye was furious and stamped his foot hard.

With a bang, a strong shock wave rippled out from under his feet, and the entire Star Observatory was immediately razed to the ground.

With a flash of light, Mu Xingye rose up with his sword, broke through the dust in the sky, and flew away.

Only his voice remains:

"You are helping Zhou to commit evil, and you should be destroyed with one sword. Since we are members of the Taoist sect, I will spare your life for the time being. I will only destroy your Taoist temple as a warning..."

The sound drifted along with the rising dust.

Zhang Daoyuan stood there blankly.

When the dust settled, all that was left was the tree fixed by three pillars, standing alone in the ruins.

Half a year of hard work is gone.

Zhang Daoyuan only felt dreamy.

Mu Xingye's words were still echoing in his ears, and an unknown anger rose in his chest.

He raised his middle finger to the sky: "Priest Taoist Zhongnan, I'll wake up your grandma!"