I can tell fortunes, so I’m not easy to mess with [Cross Book]

The candles were brightly lit, Bai Yiling was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and he sat in front of the window like a silhouette of a beautiful woman. Although Zhang Ming sat face to face with this person, he felt as if he was a head shorter than the other person. I can't say anything.

He said sternly: "You are too bold! What do you want to do? Let me tell you, I am a distinguished guest of King Yi! Don't mess around."

The person behind him who captured him smiled "puchi", took off the mask and threw it away. He was also a handsome young man.

Bai Yiling said leisurely: "Don't worry, I will never mess around, I'm not interested in men. The reason I invited the Taoist priest here today is because I heard that you and my younger brother have a good relationship, so I, as the eldest brother, also want to get close to you close."

In the short moment Zhang Ming sat here, he had seventeen or eight thoughts in his mind, guessing what Bai Yiling was thinking and why he was asked to come here, but he never expected that the other party would suddenly say such a thing. Words come out.

Zhang Ming's heart was suddenly extremely tense, and he said firmly: "I don't understand what you are talking about at all. How can I know Commander Bai's younger brother!"

Bai Yiling lifted his chin.

The man who tied him up was Chang Yanbo. He immediately went up and quickly searched all over Zhang Ming's body. He quickly found a few gold bars from his belt and put them on the table together with the previous bank notes. .

Bai Yiling glanced at the name on the bank note and sneered.

Chang Yanbo also showed a smile on his face, picked up a gold bar and tapped it in the palm of his hand, and said with a chuckle: "Sixth brother, this person said he didn't know Xie Sanlang, but he has so many silver tickets from Xie Sanlang in his hand, how about that?" It’s shameless to be a thief.”

Zhang Ming's heart was pounding, he couldn't figure out how they knew that he had colluded with Xie Fan, he still didn't want to admit it, and said bluntly: "You have to use a smarter method to frame the blame, the money is clearly from King Yi Your Highness gave it to me. You just say something about Xie Sanlang when you come up, I don’t know who it is! Could it be that the silver ticket can speak?"

He thought that Bai Yiling was probably trying to scare people, and if he said this, they would never be able to confront the fourth prince, and in the end they couldn't reason, and they still had nothing to do with him.

But Zhang Ming still doesn't know much about Bai Yiling—he only reasoned when he liked to reason, and the most important thing was his mood.

Bai Yiling said indifferently: "Don't think that I'm deceiving you. Just now in the restaurant, you pretended to tell others' fortunes, and you deliberately spoke rudely and condescendingly, but it was actually just a foreshadowing. You didn't know me at first, but you came in from the very beginning. At that time, I used my peripheral vision to determine my direction first, and if I guessed correctly, then you threw the sign at me on purpose."

He glanced lightly at Zhang Ming: "Also, it was obviously beyond your expectation that I would open my mouth to refute you, and you secretly looked at Xie Fan's face to verify whether the choice was correct."

With such details, even he himself can't recall them, so someone really cares?Zhang Mingdao: "... Commander Bai can think about it. Could it be that you also rely on this kind of guessing to solve the case?"

Chang Yanbo hadn't seen a stunned young man who dared to confront Bai Yiling for a long time.In the beginning, Bai Yiling originally wanted to send his subordinates to arrest Zhang Ming, but Chang Yanbo, who heard about this strange thing, volunteered to come and watch, so he took the initiative to take on this job.Really satisfied now.

He said with a smile: "Little Taoist priest, don't show your cowardice if you don't have knowledge. The silver tickets and gold bars used by the Yongding Hou Mansion can be verified and verified. If you really have a clear conscience, why don't I report to an official for a try?"

He said that he was about to leave, Zhang Ming's cold sweat immediately broke down, and he said quickly: "Wait a minute!"

Bai Yiling was still polite: "What do you want to say, Taoist priest?"

Zhang Ming said: "I, I do know Mr. Xie San, and he gave me this banknote... He, he wanted to get to know me, but I was afraid that it would be bad for His Royal Highness Yi Wang to know about it, so I never agreed. ... So, that's why he sent me money, trying to please me... ah!"

At the end of these words, a silver light suddenly flew straight in front of him, Zhang Ming turned his head subconsciously, the silver light flashed across the side of his head, and cut a big hole in his ear.

Zhang Ming only felt his ears get cold, and then they were in severe pain. He was shocked and thought that his ears had been wiped off directly, and immediately screamed.

In the middle of the night, he yelled so loudly, but the whole mansion was still quiet, without disturbing anyone, like a dead house.

Even the Taoist priest who can communicate with yin and yang couldn't help but feel hairy in his heart. After screaming a few times, he forced himself to shut up.

A small silver knife used to slice through oranges lay quietly on the ground, the blunt blade stained with blood.

Bai Yiling changed his sitting position. The hand he had just held the knife was not stained at all, it was still fair, and it was placed on the armrest of the deep red sandalwood chair.

He said quietly: "Zhang Ming, you can choose not to tell, but I don't like others lying in front of me."

Zhang Ming shivered, for the first time he truly realized the horror of the person in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

There was unknowingly pleading in his tone: "Commander Bai, the so-called good medicine tastes bitter, but honest words are hard to hear. I know that you may not like to hear the fortune-telling for you today, but the poor way is telling the truth. But... ...People's fate is not without opportunities to change, if Commander Bai feels dissatisfied, I can do it and try to change your fate..."

Bai Yiling looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were picturesque, seemingly gentle and harmless, but in this silence there was an aura as overwhelming as Mount Tai, which made people tremble unconsciously.

Zhang Ming couldn't continue speaking.

Bai Yiling waited for him to close his mouth, then sighed softly.

He said: "Master Taoist, you are right. My fate is indeed bad. Not only are my relatives shallow, but also thanks to my relatives. I have been weak and sick since I was a child. It is said that I will not even survive the age of 30."

Chang Yanbo saw that he was speaking well and suddenly began to curse himself, frowned, and was about to stop him, when he heard Bai Yiling continue: "But the words of the Taoist priest reminded me that people say that Tang monk meat is a great tonic, and after eating it, you can become immortal I think that although you are not as good as Master Sanzang, you must still be regarded as a half-immortal. How about this, let me eat some of your meat to heal the disease, okay?"

He really didn't look like he was joking, Zhang Ming gasped, and was about to tell the person in front of him "no", when Bai Yiling suddenly clapped his hands.

With a smirk on the corner of Chang Yanbo's lips, he removed the stool behind him. Zhang Ming fell to the ground and looked around blankly.

Zhang Ming panicked, grabbed the iron chain that was hanging the floor beside him, and tried to maintain his balance, for fear that he would fall and die: "You guys, what are you going to do?!"

The board only rose a little and then stopped. Bai Yiling smiled and said, "Didn't you hear what I just said? Of course it's barbecue."

There were seven or eight people who appeared from some corner of the room. They were well-trained to pile the dry firewood they held in their hands under and around the board. quickly disappeared.

Bai Yiling introduced enthusiastically: "The Taoist priest doesn't know something, the board under you is made of iron, now that the fire has started, about half a stick of incense burnt, you will gradually feel hot and unbearable, constantly burning Run and dodge on the board. The more you run, the more even the roasting will be, and the more delicious the meat will be, so when we brothers eat people, we always like this cooking method."

Following his description, Mr. Xiao Han could already feel the soles of his feet burning hot, his body was sweating profusely, his mouth was dry, his eyes showed panic, and he almost wanted to jump off the iron plate desperately. But it was surrounded by flames on all sides, and there was no room to escape.

Bisheng Bai Yiling turned his head to ask Chang Yanbo: "Should I cut the meat while grilling, or slice the meat after the whole roast is done?"

Chang Yanbo murmured: "Cut while grilling... Would it be a little slow to roast without oiling?"

Bai Yiling smiled, looking at Zhang Ming with love in his eyes, as if he was really looking at a delicacy that was about to be served: "You don't know this, you have to let the water in his body evaporate naturally first, and wait until it's almost dry , brush with oil and seasoning before roasting, the meat will be more delicious."

Chang Yanbo picked up the tea gu, took a sip deliberately, and said, "Then increase the fire a bit?"

The two of them were discussing here in a serious manner. Every time they said a word, Zhang Ming's fear deepened. fragrant.

The feeling of watching yourself being roasted is terrible!

How vicious is the person who came up with such a trick!Ze Anwei, this is the bloody Ze Anwei!

Bai Yiling said: "Daozhang, you are running too slowly, you have to run faster to chew the meat. Um, is it because the board is not hot enough?"

Zhang Ming finally couldn't hold it anymore, he roared heart-piercingly: "Put me down quickly! I say, I say-I say everything!"

The board was lifted a little higher and moved to the mid-air where the flames could not reach, and a bucket of water was poured down from the high roof ridge. Although Zhang Ming was covered in head and face, the heat of the iron board dropped a lot anyway.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

Bai Yiling said regretfully: "It was almost baked..."

Zhang Ming shivered suddenly, and he didn't dare to delay any longer, hissed: "Commander Bai, please forgive me, you are right, I have a relationship with Mr. Xie San! He wants me to attend the plum appreciation banquet in a few days I will tell you a fortune teller, and let others know that your fate is bad, and that you are not suitable to return to Yongdinghoufu to take over as the son of the prince!"

Chang Yanbo snorted, and said, "Are you a fart? If you say you're not suitable, then you're not suitable? The tone is not small, who the hell are you?"

Zhang Ming stammered, "I, I, besides me and my master... His words are very effective, and others will believe them."

Bai Yiling looked at his distressed face thoughtfully.He felt disgusted at all when he was in the Marquis of Yongding, and he didn't care about the position of heir, but Xie Fan had been tirelessly plotting against him in his past and present lives, and Bai Yiling didn't want to tolerate any more of this.

The inadvertent exchange between Chang Yanbo and Zhang Ming reminded him just now, Bai Yiling asked, "Who is your master?"

Zhang Ming was very obedient at the moment, asking questions and answering them, and he had to add after he finished speaking: "The villain's master is surnamed Han, I don't know his full name, others just call him Mr. Han. The two adults may have heard of it, and he used to occasionally Will go to the street to tell fortunes to people, or solve other difficult problems, very effective..."

Bai Yiling was noncommittal, just staring at the table in a daze.Zhang Ming felt that although the flames underneath were smaller, they were still burning fiercely. He was afraid in his heart, and said all he could say:

"Actually, the villain only has a superficial knowledge of fortune-telling. My master and the old man are very clever, and the hexagrams he got are not inaccurate. He is highly valued by the imperial concubine and His Royal Highness Yi Wang, and has been recommended to the emperor. It’s just that the old man prefers to hide his identity and travel around, and he never meets people easily and is hard to find. In fact, Third Young Master Xie wants me to pass the message on his behalf to make this deal with Master.”

As he spoke, he told some past stories about how Mr. Han was effective and how he was valued. During the conversation, he was really in awe of this master.

In fact, Zhang Ming's hexagrams cannot be said to be inaccurate. Bai Yiling has realized at this time that the results they calculated should all conform to the settings in the original book. After regaining his body, he changed everything that was about to happen— — This can also prove that Mr. Han is definitely not the time traveler.

He smiled and said: "After all, your master agreed to make this deal with Xie Fan, and help him eliminate my opponent—it seems that even a master of Taoism will be bought by money."

Zhang Ming stopped talking immediately, cracked his mouth dryly, as if apologizing, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, not daring to speak.

Bai Yiling originally suspected that this "Mr. Han" was also occupied by a traverser, but after hearing Zhang Ming's description, he was sure that the other party was just a fake.

Zhang Ming really didn't know that his master was actually an imposter. It seemed that the man was indeed a bit of a real person—but since he was so powerful, why did he still use someone else's name?

Bai Yiling remained silent for a long time, and Zhang Ming became even more frightened. He clenched the iron chain around him, leaned on the edge of the board, and said to Bai Yiling, "Master Bai, it was the little one who offended you because I didn't know Taishan before. Now I can say I've said everything, I'm just a messenger, I must persuade Master when I go back, and let him speak on your side, isn't it okay?"

As he spoke, he almost burst into tears. Looking at the flames dancing below, he was even more trembling, weeping with blood every word.

Bai Yiling smiled and said, "No."

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, and only heard the other party say: "Mr. Han is very capable, and he has the upper hand. I hit his lover, how can I let him know. Don't you think so?"

This is to let him completely conceal what happened tonight and not to mention it. Then if the master wants to carry out the original plan, won't he be tricked?

Zhang Ming retreated subconsciously, but the shaking of the iron plate made him realize his situation - there were only two ways to choose, refuse to agree, or die.

"I've been sleeping at home tonight, but my ear was scratched by a tree branch by the side of the road, and I couldn't lie down comfortably."

He finally lowered his head with a mournful face: "Commander Bai, can you put me down?"

Bai Yiling smiled politely and said, "Of course."

He stood up with a flick of his sleeves, and walked out of the room: "I wish you a sweet dream."

It wasn't until this moment that a long-delayed official task bar popped up and appeared in front of Bai Yiling's eyes:

[NPC "Crazy Concubine" issued a mission: Find out the hidden secrets of Mr. Han.

Bonus points: 500 points.

Convertible life span: three years. 】

It seems that "crazy little concubine" refers to Aunt Gui of the Nie family who hums nursery rhymes in the street. It also happens that Mr. Han, even if the system doesn't issue tasks, Bai Yiling has to figure out what's going on.

The interrogation was carried out in the torture chamber of the Northern Inspection Department. After leaving the Northern Inspection Department, Bai Yiling went all the way back to the mansion, and saw a man squatting at the gate of the Bai Mansion from afar.

He jumped off the horse, squinted his eyes for a moment, and raised his voice slightly: "Qiu Zhong, what are you doing?"

Qiu Zhong turned around and saw him, heaved a sigh of relief, and said joyfully, "You've come back, I can't do anything about him."

Bai Yiling led the horse and walked over, threw the rein into his hand: "He? Who?"

Qiu Zhong moved away, and Bai Yiling looked down, only to find a small red fox the size of a palm obediently squatting in the snow, looking up at him.

Bai Yiling couldn't help being startled: "Ah, a fox?!"

All the foxes in the world looked similar, and he was not sure if it was just the one he had raised for a while last time, but the little fox on the ground immediately stood up happily when he heard Bai Yiling's cry.

He ran up to Bai Yiling in small steps, wagging his tail vigorously, his eyes curved like crescent moons, and leaned his furry head against Bai Yiling's calf with all his might.

[Points: +20. 】