"Bu Gua to ask the immortal?!"

Chu Ci widened his eyes and looked at the drunk Taoist surrounded by a crowd of guests.

"Give way!"

Chuci separated the crowd and walked to the hexagram stall erected by the drunk Taoist.

"Want to fortune?"

"Gua Jin is ten taels, don't ask for money!"

The drunk Taoist didn't lift his head, he just opened his mouth and said, "Come on, what do you want to be?"

"Haha..." Chu Ci sneered, "I want to calculate whether the Daoist Chief will be beaten violently?"

"Twelve taels..." The drunk Taoist suddenly recovered, raised his eyes to look at Chu Ci and stroked his beard with a light cough.

"What are you doing? Is this expression staring at Pang Dao?"

The corner of Chu Ci's eyes flicked, and he said helplessly, "I said Chang, what are you doing?"

"Being idle and boring to play fortune-telling?"

The drunk Taoist widened his eyes and said in an unhappy tone, "What is idle and bored?"

"Pan Dao is making money!"

"Don't see this written, do you think it's a hexagram?"

The drunk Taoist pointed to the hexagram that was erected next to him, and it said, "Buy hexagrams to ask the immortal, straight off the iron mouth, ten taels in one hexagram".

"Hey···"

Chu Ci sighed, and said helplessly, "Dao Master, don't forget it!"

"If you want money, can I lend you money?"

The drunk Taoist's eyes lit up, his hands and feet swiftly put away the Gua stand, "Smelly boy, this is what you said!"

Chu Ci nodded, "Yes, I said it!"

"Hey..." The drunk Taoist smiled triumphantly, "Smelly boy, don't think that the poor Tao doesn't know what happened yesterday has something to do with you!"

"Since the poor Dao broke the precept, you have to bear it if something goes wrong!"

have to!

Chu Ci sighed secretly, this was shooting himself in the foot!

The drunk Taoist looked at the helpless look on Chu Ci's face, and his beard straightened up under his jaw.

Finally got a game back!

"It's gone, it's all gone!"

The drunk Taoist looked at the guests coming around, waved and said, "It's not a good idea!"

When the guests around listened, they all spoke out to keep the drunk Taoist.

"Farewell to the leader! I still want the leader to count!"

"That's right! This Taoist master is a master of Taoism, so the fortune-telling is accurate!"

"Dao Master, I have thirty taels, you can count it for me!"

"Dao Master, don't go, do you still have a boy under your seat, Master Dao?"

···

The drunk Taoist finally escaped from the chase and interception of the guests.

"Ha ha···"

The drunk Taoist tidyed up the robes that had been pulled loose by others, and smiled triumphantly at Chu Ci, "Did you see it? What do you mean by Taoist? This is it!"

"Pan Dao is just a trick, these people can't wait to bow down to the door!"

Chu Ci gave a thumbs up to the drunk Taoist, "Okay, you are the best!"

"Then please calculate, where to find the person behind the assassination of me?"

"How difficult is this!" The drunk Taoist shook his wrist and pinched his fingers proudly.

"Go up and down, left and right ridges..."

After a while, the drunk Taoist put his hand down, stroking his beard and said in surprise, "The hexagram is in front of you?"

"But where is the person?"

Da da da···

A sound of footsteps entered from outside the inn.

The next moment, Baishicheng city guard Yang Qianli stepped into the inn.

"Ha ha···"

"Master Chu, how did you sleep last night?"

Yang Qianli looked at Chu Ci and said hello.

Chu Ci looked at Yang Qianli with a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Master Yang joked, but I was assassinated just now, do you think I can sleep well?"

"Eh..." Yang Qianli's expression on his face was a bit stiff, and he said, "Master Chu, please rest assured!"

"The lower official must catch the murderer as soon as possible!"

Chu Ci patted Yang Qianli on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Then trouble Master Yang!"

Yang Qianli twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a dry smile, "Haha, no trouble, no trouble!"

The drunk Taoist suddenly came out, looked at Yang Qianli and said, "Pan Tao knows the murderer behind the scenes!"

"what?!"

Yang Qianli's face changed slightly when he heard this, "How did the Taoist know? Who is the murderer?"

The drunk Taoist raised his finger and pointed around, and said aloud, "The murderer is here!"

Yang Qianli's legs softened and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"The Daoist joked, how could the murderer be here?"

Yang Qianlisheng was afraid that the drunk Taoist would say something, and hurriedly added, "Master Chu, the lower officials have already hosted a banquet in the mansion again, and I would like to ask the adults to show their faces!"

The drunk Taoist wanted to say something, but was stopped by Chu Ci.

Chu Ci stared at Yang Qianli for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "Okay!"

call···

Yang Qianli breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said with a smile on his face deliberately, "Master Chu, please!"

"Do you also please!"

Baishicheng government office.

Chuci, Leng Ruxue, and the three drunk Taoists stepped into the government office.

In the hall of the government office, a banquet table has already been set up at this moment.

Yang Qianli greeted enthusiastically, "Master Chu, Dao Chief, and this girl, please sit down!"

Chuci and the drunk Taoist sat side by side, Leng Ruxue stood beside Chuci.

Yang Qianli picked up the jug and graciously filled Chuci and the drunk Taoist with a glass of wine.

Yang Qianli picked up the wine glass, looked at Chu Ci and the drunk Taoist with a smile, and said, "It is a blessing for me to come to Baishi City for Master Chu and Taoist Master!"

"Come on, drink this cup!"

After Yang Qianli finished speaking, he raised his head and did everything.

"Dry!"

When the drunk Taoist saw the wine, he directly raised his head and poured it down.

"Master, this drink is poisonous!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from Chu Ci's ear.

"This poison is a compound poison. As long as you drink a glass of wine and eat the fish on the table, you will be poisoned!"

"But eating one kind alone is not harmful."

"This poison should be poisoned by the black viper!"

Chu Ci nodded unobservable, indicating that he had heard Leng Ruxue's warning.

Yang Qianli's expression changed slightly when he saw Chuci still holding the glass after drinking the wine.

"Why Master Chu still doesn't drink it? Is it because the drink is not the right appetite?"

Chu Ci chuckled lightly, "No, I was thinking about writing something just now."

"Done!"

After speaking, Chu Ci raised his head and drank the wine in one cup.