Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

"Sister, is the old immortal really the master of Champion Hou? It is said that Champion Hou has returned to Shouchun. Do you think that if the old immortal is really the master of Champion Hou, do you think he will come? How about my hairpin? No Will the prick be crooked?"

"Is my sister here to receive blessings from others, or is she here to meet her sweetheart? Are you in such a hurry to get through?"

The elder sister was leaning on the frame of the carriage. She was described as graceful and delicate, with willow eyebrows covered in green mist, sandalwood lips dotted with cinnabar, a pair of autumn eyes, smooth muscles and bones, and elegant manners. Her lips are red without any spots, and her eyebrows are green without paint. She has a very beautiful appearance.

"Sister, I'm so annoying. Don't you want to see how heroic your future husband is?"

The younger sister's skin color is as good as snow, and she is wearing a green brocade leather jacket. The color is very bright, but under the light of her face, the brilliant brocade has become pale and colorless, and her appearance is even better than that of her elder sister.

"You." Da Qiao gently tapped Xiao Qiao's forehead with his delicate fingers: "You really don't have the slightest bit of restraint from a daughter's family."

Zhang Wuzheng dragged Guo Jia forward and approached the small temple. As he passed the carriage, he suddenly smelled a faint scent of fragrance.

It's like being in a peach forest.

I paused slightly to see where the fragrance came from.

The servants in the mansion frowned and shouted: "Young man, please stay away. The female relatives in the mansion have been admitted to the high pavilion, so it is not convenient to welcome foreigners." If he said anything, he would wave his hands to drive them away.

Xiao Qiao was always very active, so he happened to see Zhang Wu walking past through the corner of the door curtain, and couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Sister! Look, that scholar is so handsome!"

"Nonsense, there is a marriage certificate at home, you are already the side room of your husband's family, why are you being seduced by a passerby again?"

Xiao Qiao stuck out her tongue and smiled sweetly: "How could it be possible? I've just never seen such a heroic young man."

Outside the carriage, Guo Jia's eyes were wandering, and he was thinking about how to misbehave. He said teasingly: "Zhang Manzi, you have restrained your temper today. You don't get angry when you are scolded."

"Nonsense, he doesn't know me, why should he respect me? But teach him to know my name, and he won't be scared to tears."

Interrupted by Guo Jiayi, Zhang Wu finally remembered the business.

After taking three steps to reach the temple, the two of them were blocked by a boy.

"Stand there! Do you know who is in front of you? You two don't kneel down?"

"A human ear."

"fart."

The boy originally wanted to show off his power and humiliate the two of them.

Suddenly, a gust of breeze lifted the corner of Zhang Wu's clothes, revealing half of the hilt of his sword.

He was immediately frightened and knelt down straight.

Zhang Wu suddenly became interested: "Do you recognize me?"

The boy swallowed a big mouthful of bitter water with difficulty, and his voice began to tremble: "Back to the general, I have traveled around with the immortal master for many years. I have some eyesight. The sword hanging on your waist is the Heavenly Sword. No matter how stupid the villain is, I know I am a champion in person."

"Didn't Yu Ji, the old liar, say that he is my master? According to this calculation, you must not be my junior brother. Why are you so afraid of doing this?"

The boy was frightened and frightened.

Others don't know, he doesn't know yet, the so-called immortal master is not just deceiving with his mouth.

It's nothing more than knowing some calculations and stargazing methods to fool ordinary people. If you really want to fool the big shots, you may need to start arranging them three to five years in advance.

"Boy, why do you kneel down in panic?"

On top of the temple, the Taoist opened his eyes.

Landing lightly on the ground, there was another burst of exclamations of admiration from all around. This scene was like filming a martial arts movie.

But with Zhang Wu's sharp eyesight, he could clearly see at a glance that the thin thread tied to the Taoist's belt was connected far inside the small temple. If there were no manpower inside to drag him, he would have been beaten to a bruise and a swollen face.

It's just that the thin lines are similar to the surrounding environment and are difficult to detect without careful inspection.

Ding, find special talents.

Name: Yu Ji

Force: 79

Commander: 7

Resourcefulness: 74

Politics: 9

Book of Changes: 2

Skills: 1. Taking advantage of situations: Excellent acting skills, good accent, and can enhance the credibility through surrounding environment and words.

"Master, he."

Zhang Wu stared, and the boy quickly shut up and lowered his head, saying nothing.

"Taoist, are you the old god that others call you?"

Unexpectedly, Yu Ji is not a complete liar, but he has some abilities.

Branches of metaphysics such as divination, stargazing and fortune-telling do exist, and there are even officials in Yecheng who watch the sky for the emperor.

Zhuge Liang even dabbled in this aspect.

However, such a mysterious and mysterious thing as fate changes with time and situation. Who can really see it clearly?

Yuji Bu Yi's value is 2, which is already considered good.

Zhang Wu is actually quite disappointed, at least the appearance of Yu Ji is equivalent to bringing an end to the fantasy style.

At the very least, it completely cut off his thoughts of cultivating Taoism and seeking immortality. At least in the novel, the scene where Yu Ji teases Sun Ce and Zuo Ci plays with Cao Cao is not about magic or magical powers.

"I will set up an altar here today to bless you. Those who are destined can enjoy the blessings of immortality. All you need is money and sincere worship."

This Yu Ji's voice and tone seemed to be otherworldly, but the content of his words was unbearable, full of the smell of copper.

Zhang Wu sneered: "It is said that the gods are pure in heart and have few desires. No wonder they are all gilded in clothes. I have learned from this. Since the old gods have great powers, why don't you guess my last name?"

Yu Ji frowned.

What's going on with this man? Normally, as long as he puts on such a show, ordinary people would bow down and worship him. But this man is so good. He doesn't show any respect at all. His words are full of ridicule. He is clearly regarded as a misunderstanding. fraud.

"Master, he, he, he is the champion!!"

The boy was able to identify Zhang Wu because he saw the sword at his waist. There was no wind blowing at the moment, so it was naturally difficult for Yu Ji to detect it.

Now the boy is reminded.

Yu Ji suppressed the turmoil in his heart and bowed: "I never thought that when the army came to the world and the martial arts returned to their positions, it turned out to be the champion in front of him. I am so polite."

Therefore, people in this world love to associate powerful people with gods and ghosts, making them mysterious and mysterious. It seems that only in this way can the difference between that person and others be shown.

Zhang Wu himself was listed in the ancestral temple, so did he need the words of gods and ghosts to highlight his status?

It was obvious that Taoism and metaphysics wanted to use his status to promote their own theories.

"Come on, come on, aren't you my master? Why do you want to meet me?"

"This"

When Yu Ji was in a dilemma, Duke Qiao watched from a distance and thought someone was making trouble, so he led the guards of the mansion to come to the rescue.

"Young man, don't delay the Immortal Master's blessing, and retreat quickly!"