Gossip rivers and lakes, I tell fortunes and storytellers in Qixia Town

Yang Guo beside him frowned and said suspiciously.

"There are holes all over the body?"

"The opponent is using a sword?"

"If it's not to vent your anger after death, then how fast is this sword?"

"Is there such a powerful person in Jianghu?"

The inn suddenly became more lively, and there were many things to say.

However, except for Feng Qingyang, no one knew what happened last night.

As the only insider, Feng Qingyang didn't bother to talk about this kind of gossip, but underestimated it with a little dissatisfaction.

"Why haven't you come down yet?"

"Now storytellers don't have any professionalism?"

Stupid people are still drinking.

And the smart man had already squatted at the door of Xiao Xuan's guest room and knocked on the door.

At this time, the old naughty boy Zhou Botong stood at the door scratching his ears and knocked on the door of Xiao Xuan's room.

"Boy!"

"Boy?"

"You haven't woken up yet? The sun is drying your ass!"

"Hurry up and come out and tell the story. When it comes to you, the storyteller is really unprofessional!"

After a while, the door opened, and Xiao Xuan looked at Zhou Botong helplessly, and said angrily.

"Old naughty boy, I really admire you!"

"You started knocking on the door at Yinshi last night, and you started rushing here before the rooster crowed."

"Knock once every half an hour, are you bothered?"

The old urchin saw Xiao Xuan finally opened the door, even though Xiao Xuan was not polite at all, the old urchin didn't look annoyed at all, instead he stroked his messy hair tangled in weeds with a smile, and laughed.

"hey-hey!"

"What do you sleep so much at a young age?"

"When you get to my age, you will know that after you die, you can sleep as you like, as long as you want!"

Xiao Xuan rolled his eyes, "Can you not curse me early in the morning?"

The old urchin grinned, and jumped up and down around Xiao Xuan like a monkey, and then rushed to Xiao Xuan's guest room with a plate of cold porridge and pickles.

"Come on, boy, look at how kind I am to you, old man, and even brought you breakfast!"

Xiao Xuan glanced at the old naughty boy in distaste, and walked back to the room to touch the cold porridge bowl.

"Don't tell me, you brought this porridge from Yinshi."

"How long has it been? This porridge is colder than the water in the Xiliang River. Is that how you treat me?"

After speaking, Xiao Xuan sat down and shook his head helplessly.

Although Zhou Botong has a childlike personality, he is not really stupid, on the contrary he has a bright mind.

Don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if you don't have anything to do, and ran over to bother him from Yinshi, making him unable to practice. He must have something to ask of him, so he went straight to the point.

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Don't bother me after you're done!"

Seeing this, the old naughty boy chuckled and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"You kid is really clever, I didn't expect to be guessed by you."

"I do have something to ask you, old man."

"I heard that you know the world and everything, can you count me as a person?"

Xiao Xuan was startled, blinked and smiled.

"You want to ask Aunt Ying?"

Chapter 52 God damn you created it yourself, isn’t this the Nine Yin Scriptures

"Hey?"

"You even know this?!"

Zhou Botong looked at Xiao Xuan with a look of surprise, and said in his heart that he and Xiao Xuan just met twice, one yesterday and one today, and the two knew so many things about him.

What's more, before he said anything, Xiao Xuan knew what he wanted to ask.

Most of the rumors in the arena are exaggerated, and some are even non-existent.

But I didn't expect the legend about Xiao Xuan to be true, he can really know the world!

Zhou Botong rubbed his hands excitedly and said.

"Boy, you are really capable. That's right, that's why the old man came to you."

"Since you know Ying Gu, you must also know where she is?"

Xiao Xuan nodded slightly, glanced at the cold porridge that was delivered, he had no appetite at all.

"Knowing is knowing, but you should have heard of my rules."

"I'm just a fortune teller. Storytelling is a side job. It's not that I look down on you. The main reason is that you don't look like you can afford divination money with your clothes that don't cost more than ten cents."

"And yesterday you seemed to want to ask me to help you, let me help you fortune-telling for free, right?"

"Is this something that a rich man can say?"

The old naughty boy didn't blush, he smiled and nodded.

"Why don't you say that you know the world, old man, I travel around the world and regard money as dung, and I have no interest in money from the beginning to the end!"

"But if you like, old man, I'll go to the palace compound, and it will be tens of thousands of taels of silver."

Xiao Xuan quickly waved his hand, "Forget it, are you helping me or cheating me?"

"The treasure that was stolen from the palace was given to me as a fortune teller, and I will stop talking about it in the future."

"But for the sake of your diligence, I can give you a choice."

"One free message, one paid message."

"Free information will allow you to find Ying Gu indirectly."

"The news of the payment can directly lead you to find Ying Gu."

"Which do you want to hear?"

As soon as the words finished, Zhou Botong replied directly, "It's free!"

"Go to Nan Di, Nan Di knows where Ying Gu is." Xiao Xuan stood up directly and was about to leave the guest room.

Zhou Botong next to him scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and quickly stopped Xiao Xuan from saying with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Nandi...I can't beat Nandi either?"

"You are famous for knowing the world, you must know that I have been sorry to Emperor Nan, and I went to him, isn't it courting death?"

"Even if the Southern Emperor is merciful and doesn't want to kill me, I don't have the face to do so!"

"Boy, just tell me where Ying Gu is."

Seeing Xiao Xuan's helpless expression, Zhou Botong gritted his teeth, thinking that it would be impossible if he didn't take out something, so he stamped his foot and took out a bellyband that still smelled of smell from his torn clothes.

"Isn't it Guajin?"

"Boy, I spent all my money today, old man."

"This is a peerless treasure, how many people in the world want this cheat book!"

"Of course, this is mainly due to the old man's extraordinary talent. This cheat book is also my own Berton nerve, and I give it to you!"

"Isn't it a problem to buy a few thousand cars?"

Berton nerves?

Does it sound so familiar?

Xiao Xuan couldn't help but glanced suspiciously at the apron that smelled of fox.

"The way of heaven, what is lost is more than what is lacking is made up. Therefore, the virtual overcomes the real, and the deficiency overcomes the surplus."

"This!"

Xiao Xuan couldn't help opening his eyes wide, thinking that this is a shitty Berton nerve.

This is clearly the Nine Yin Scriptures, right?

Speaking of the Nine Yin Manual, if Xiao Xuan really wanted it, he could get it.

Just follow the little dragon girl to the ancient tomb.

Thinking about it this way, the Nine Yin Manual doesn't seem to be worth much.

But after all, it is a good thing, if it can be barely counted as gold, it is okay.

I saw Xiao Xuan curled his lips, stretched out his fingers to pinch his bellyband in disgust and said.

"Barely count your five hundred divination gold."

"Don't bother me after I tell you."

"The person you want to meet is in the Black Dragon Pool, go, but let me tell you in advance that the Southern Emperor is not far from the Black Dragon Pool."

After speaking, Xiao Xuan walked downstairs, leaving only the old naughty boy behind him stunned.

"Black Dragon Pond?"

"The Southern Emperor is here?"

"Wouldn't that mean we'll meet the Southern Emperor?"

Seeing that Xiao Xuan had already walked out of the room after speaking, he hurriedly chased him out and asked.

"Hey?"

"Boy, you haven't said where the Black Dragon Pool is yet!"

Xiao Xuan waved his hand and said.

"Find it yourself."

At this time, the downstairs was already full of people, waiting for Xiao Xuan to come out.

Almost as soon as he showed his head on the stairs, he saw the guests downstairs boiling up.

"Mr. Xiao, you are here. We have been waiting so hard for you!"

"Mr. Xiao, you are so accurate. The Taoist priest you said yesterday that there was a bloody disaster died before he lived half a day."

"Mr. Xiao, can you tell me how that Zhao Zhijing died? How did you calculate that he had a bloody disaster?"

"By the way, isn't there a very powerful man who can find revenge on that Taoist priest?"

"Mr. Xiao, can you help me figure out how old I am when I die?"

"..."

Xiao Xuan walked to his place and sat down calmly, without any surprise on his face.

Because Zhao Zhijing was killed by him, he has a clear mind.

"Everyone, Zhao Zhijing's death was a destiny, there is nothing to say."

"Today we're talking about a vulture!"

"A while ago, you should have heard me say that there is a senior swordsman named Dugu Qiubai."

"But do you know that Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai still has a friend?"

"As the so-called high places are unbearably cold, it is also a kind of loneliness to practice swordsmanship to the point where Dugu seeks defeat."