The teacher is a fish

The weather was clear that day, Shen Qingshu discussed with the head of the Spirit Beast Mountain about sending disciples to guard the Fengling Sect, Jiang Shuyin knew that he could not get involved in this matter, so luckily he wandered around the foot of the Spirit Beast Mountain by himself.

Although the Lingshou Mountain could not compare to the prosperity of the Falling Cloud Mountain, it was full of excitement. The crowds were bustling with people coming and going, and it was a scene of heavy traffic.

He walked among the crowd with his hands behind his back, looked around with smiling eyes, turned a corner, and couldn't help but stop.It wasn't that he was attracted by something, but that there were too many people and he couldn't leave at all.

It turned out that the passers-by in front of them all stopped, surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside, and the blockage could be described as impenetrable!

Jiang Shuyin was not interested in what was happening among the crowd, and was about to walk back, but suddenly heard a voice: "My benefactor, I see that your seal is dark, and there is evil spirit between your brows, I am afraid that there will be a bloody disaster today. But it’s okay, as long as 100 taels of poverty will help you get through this disaster.”

This voice is crisp and soft, and it is a full-fledged teenager's voice.

However, when Jiang Shuyin heard the voice, a drop of cold sweat rolled down his forehead—isn't this his little brother, Song Xiaoyu? !

When did this kid become a "poor man"!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help pushing his way through the crowd, trying his best to squeeze in, intending to see what happened.

After he broke through all the barriers with great difficulty, it was enough to take a look at him, and he felt complicated.

I saw Song Xiaoyu wearing a pure white Taoist robe, holding a floating dust in his hand, followed by a small white horse, and set up a stall on the ground.

The guise of "the world's number one fortune teller" fluttered beside him, making him look like a gentleman.

However, Jiang Shuyin only had one scene in his mind: If Shen Zijun knew that he was being deceived here, he would have to be skinned!

"Little brother, I think you are still young, how can you learn all kinds of tricks?"

Song Xiaoyu waved his hands with a serious face: "Poverty never deceives people."

Someone asked him again: "I don't know where your master is from?"

Song Xiaoyu said: "The master of the poor Taoist descended from Falling Cloud Mountain."

Everyone was suspicious, and couldn't figure it out: "Falling Cloud Mountain is not a Taoist temple, how could there be a Taoist priest? You don't want to talk nonsense, Taoist leader."

Being suspected, Song Xiaoyu didn't panic, and he still had a confident look, and said even more eloquently: "I don't know if you all know that the master of Lingxiu Peak in Falling Cloud Mountain is Nongyu? Although she doesn't accept men, the poor Taoist has been accepted by her." Give advice, so it can be regarded as a master's inheritance from Falling Cloud Mountain."

A group of people suddenly realized: "Fairy Nongyu is indeed a fortune teller."

Song Xiaoyu said with a stern face again: "Fortune-telling is something that damages morality and cultivation. The poor brother is because of fortune-telling against the sky, which causes the cultivation to regress, sometimes crazy. It is also because of his success. Because of this, Pindao had no choice but to set up a fortune-telling stall to raise medical expenses for him."

Jiang Shuyin was extremely shocked when he heard it, and then looked at Song Xiaoyu who was standing in the crowd without blushing and heartbeat, and couldn't help but feel lucky for him: Fortunately, Master and Shen Zijun are not here, otherwise his little brother would have died today !

"Xiao Daoist, your senior brother asked me to send you a message. He said that you are so considerate of him, and he will definitely treat you to a big meal when he recovers."

When Song Xiaoyu heard the news, his eyes lit up and he said in surprise, "Brother Moyuan!"

Jiang Shuyin waved to him in the crowd, raised his eyebrows and said, "I have the medicine to cure your senior brother here, come here quickly."

Song Xiaoyu nodded quickly, led the little white horse and chased after him.The crowd around the audience would not be able to react for a while, and said one after another: "Hey, you are not lucky, Xiao Daoist?"

Song Xiaoyu said: "Forget it." After finishing speaking, he happily followed Jiang Shuyin for a long time.

The two walked to another place one after the other, Jiang Shuyin looked around and couldn't help bouncing him on the head: "Little bastard, you are so courageous, how dare you cheat and abduct Qianyang Zun behind your back! "

Song Xiaoyu rubbed the place where he flicked, the pendant behind the hair crown shook slightly, and shouted: "It's not my fault, my pockets have been robbed! Hey, but Brother Moyuan, you and Master are going to Are you in Weeping City, why are you here?"

Jiang Shuyin clasped his hands and shook his head: "It's a long story." He paused, his face was very meaningful, and he also had a smirk of gloating: "Xiaoyu, do you know that the person you're talking about is Shihaoshi Crazy brother, looking for you is really crazy."

Song Xiaoyu buried his head with a guilty conscience, and his voice was like a mosquito: "You are all gone, who told him not to allow me to go with Master..."

Jiang Shuyin smiled even more, and kindly reminded: "He chased us that day, his face was livid, what would you do if he found you?" Song Xiaoyu swallowed his saliva and said uneasy : "What? Brother Moyuan, you mean, my senior brother came chasing after you, so isn't he here now?!"

Jiang Shu smiled and said nothing.Song Xiaoyu looked up at his handsome face and his dark eyes with a strong smile, pulled his cuff in fear, and said tremblingly: "Brother Moyuan, you have to help me!"

Jiang Shuyin raised one corner of his mouth, with a look of helplessness on his face: "How can I help, your senior brother is so fierce, I am also very scared."

Song Xiaoyu was quite at a loss for words, and stammered: "Brother Moyuan, if you don't help me, I won't even be able to pass Master's test this time. I know I made a mistake this time, and I will definitely not run around in the future."

Jiang Shuyin looked at his pitiful appearance and didn't intend to tease him anymore, so he sighed softly: "Oh, your boy is so blessed, Shen Zijun went to Miaojiang with Elder Chen and the others. Now here, only me and you your master."

After hearing this, Song Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel that happiness came suddenly, and he was overjoyed and said: "Really?!" Jiang Shuyin nodded.

Seeing this, Song Xiaoyu cheered happily.

Jiang Shu Yin said: "Speaking of which, you should have been to Weeping City long ago, why are you here now?"

Besides, the Weeping City and the Spirit Beast Mountain are not in the same direction, right?

Song Xiaoyu's face flushed with excitement, his eyes sparkled, and he looked extraordinarily bright and lively.He patted the little white horse's head and said nonchalantly: "Oh, this, after I left Falling Cloud Mountain with Zhuiyun, I couldn't find the way. Then I asked all the way, and I came here."

Jiang Shuyin was very puzzled: "Why did you ask? Lingshou Mountain and Weeping City are not in the same direction."

Song Xiaoyu turned his head in surprise, and said, "Aren't they in the same direction?"

"..." Jiang Shuyin looked at him and his little white horse complicatedly, and said in a very serious tone, "Weeping City to the north, Spirit Beast Mountain to the east, do you think you are there?"

Song Xiaoyu was at a loss for words for a while, and his eyes widened: "I thought it was going west!"

Jiang Shuyin: "To the west, are you going to the West Pole? Besides, this is the east, not the west. Even if you go to the West Pole, you are going in the wrong direction."

Song Xiaoyu was stunned speechless, messed up in the breeze.

Seeing his messy appearance, Jiang Shuyin was extremely worried on his handsome face: "Let me ask you a question, which side does the sun rise from?"