Early the next morning, Yan Feng woke up and dragged Tang Xin from bed. He first called the express delivery store to ask for leave, and then the two left the school gate. Bayi Middle School√     W   W.

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The two of them took a taxi directly after leaving the school gate. It was not that they had too much money to burn, but that Yan Feng couldn't wait.

Ximen Street, a small neighborhood mingled in a bustling city, is out of place compared to the tall buildings outside, but it is so strong.

"Monkey, what did Yu Banxian start with you? Is it reliable?"

Yan Feng covered the pendant around his neck and tried his best to lower the sound. He always felt that the female ghost had something to do with the pendant. If the female ghost knew that he wanted to invite a Taoist priest to get her, he would probably have his skin peeled off.

"Reliable, absolutely reliable." Tang Xin patted his chest, not knowing where the confidence came from.

"To be honest, this place is so broken, why did you come here?"

Yan Feng looked at the small street and was a little confused. It took an hour to take a taxi from school to Ximen Street. It was so far and so broken. Why did Tang Xin come here for nothing? Yan Feng usually works part-time in a express delivery store on weekends, and those who go out early and come back late don’t know what Tang Xin is doing on weekends.

"Don't worry about this, it's almost here. Have you seen it? Yu Banxian is setting up a stall on the overpass in front." Tang Xin pointed to the front, and then the two of them went up the bridge.

As soon as he came up, Tang Xin walked forward quickly. Yan Feng looked in the direction he was walking. A little old man, wearing a blue Taoist robe and a goat beard, sat down with a chair against the wall, leisurely. There was a small table in front of him, with a gossip map spread on the table, and a large sun umbrella erected to block the light. A small flag was hung next to the big umbrella: Yu Banxian told fortune, no money was allowed.

When Yan Feng saw this person, four words popped up in his mind: The talisman of the sky bridge!

"Brother, do you want to tell fortunes or seek marriage?"

Yan Feng followed Tang Xin and the old Taoist priest's eyes were lit when he saw Tang Xin.

"Hello... Banxian, you don't tell fortunes or ask for marriage."

"Oh? What's that?"

Yu Banxian looked at Tang Xin carefully and touched his goatee: "Little brother, I see you Yin Tang black, and your eyes are unsightly. I'm afraid there are some recently..."

"Dedede, half immortal, I am not a kettle today, my brother has something to come to you."

"Oh? Then is this little brother fortune telling or marriage?"

Yu Banxian looked at Yan Feng, frowned and said.

"Hey, no, this little brother also has a dark look on his forehead. I guess he has been..."

Damn... it cannot be said that Yan Feng immediately contempts the old Taoist priest in his heart, and he doesn't even fool people like this.

Tang Xin pulled Yan Feng to his side, and then the two of them told Yu Banxian a little about what Yan Feng encountered in the cemetery of the western suburbs.

Yu Banxian frowned while rubbing the goatee. After hearing this, he said to Yan Feng: "Little brother, what do you mean is, please exorcise ghosts?"

Yan Feng nodded and said sincerely: "Master, I hope you can help me with this."

Regardless of whether this person is a charlatan or not, at least he was not scared after hearing these things, and he was not surprised. Yan Feng still has experience after so many years of hard work. Such behavior means that this old Taoist priest has a good time.

Yu Banxian frowned and thought for a while, then sighed a long time.

This sigh scared Yan Feng and asked quickly: "Banxian? What's wrong?"

"It's okay to exorcise ghosts, but little brother... This exorcising ghosts is abolishing the evil spirit. The old Taoist has made a handful of old bones. You said this..."

Cao! This is not the first time Yan Feng has dealt with people. It is obvious that this ghost Banxian is asking himself for money.

"one thousand!"

Yan Feng gritted his teeth and said, this is almost worth his monthly salary!

Yu Banxian glanced at Yan Feng slightly, remained silent, and continued to touch his goat beard.

"One thousand five!"

Yan Fengxin was bleeding and thought to himself that this old Taoist priest was so terrible, it was inhumane, and the students were cheated.

"Little brother, the old Taoist comes from the Tianshi Dao of Longhu Mountain, and is a famous sect..."

"Two thousand, no more!"

Yan Feng was a little excited and stood up and slapped the table. This was his salary for a month and a half, and he wouldn't have to eat any more.

"Okay, little brother is just happy!"

I guess Yu Banxian thought it was almost the same, so he agreed with a smile.

Damn... I have two months’ salary, Yan Feng has invested a lot this time!

"Little brother, wait for a moment, Old Dao Rong will clean up first." Then Yu Banxian began to clean up his stall.

Yan Feng pulled Tang Xin aside.

"Monkey, give me a clear idea. Is this old man reliable or not!"

Tang Xin scratched his head, and he didn't expect that the old man and lion would ask for two thousand.

"Damn... let's make a decision."

"Damn, what does this mean? You said, how did you know this old man?"

Yan Feng was a little strange. How could this guy Tang Xin know that there was an old Taoist priest who told fortunes in Ximen Street? It was unscientific no matter how you think about it.

"I asked him to count my fortune."

"Are you accurate?"

"Accurate! I will bring you here if I am not allowed? That day, the old Taoist priest said that I have wealth from heaven."

"Then what?"

"Then I got off the overpass and found a hundred yuan! Hahaha... Are you sure?"

Tang Xin said with a slutty look, as if he had picked up a hundred yuan and was picking up a treasure.

"Monkey, I'll ask, how much does he charge you for fortune telling?"

Hearing this Tang Xin was stunned...

"It seems...it seems to be two hundred and five."

Yan Feng's face suddenly turned dark.

"I think you are only two hundred and five."

But now there is no other way. Yan Feng looked very confident in Yu Banxian, so he gambled!

"Little brother, the old man is here, let's go."

Yan Feng looked at Yu Banxian’s table and flags, and placed them there, without any plans to move them.

"Master, are you afraid of being taken away by the urban management?"

Yu Banxian smiled at Yan Feng and said, "My son is the urban management."

Damn... Yan Feng was stunned. It was just the father and son who committed the crime.

Then Yan Feng and Tang Xin followed Yu Banxian into an alley and turned around the alley.

"Monkey, tell me the truth, why do you trust this old man so much?"

The more Yan Feng looked at this old man, the less reliable he was, but Tang Xin's words "reliable" were seen by Yan Feng, which was not nonsense.

Tang Xin's old face turned red and then he explained everything.

It turned out that this guy met a girl online and made an appointment to meet on Ximen Street. He happened to meet this old Taoist priest, so he asked him to calculate his marriage for himself. The old Taoist priest said that he must have peach blossoms today.

Then, Tang Xin saw his female netizen as he got off the overpass. What surprised him the most was that this female netizen was exactly the same as the person in the photo.

This kind of thing is out of print for me.

"That's it? You just say that this old man is reliable?"

Yan Feng now thinks Tang Xin is unreliable no matter how he looks at him.

"Forget it, let's talk to you first."

"Xiaofeng, don't be nervous. If it doesn't work, just don't pay."

At this time, Yu Banxian finally stopped around. The three of them stayed in front of an old house. Yan Feng saw that the walls of the house were covered with moss. God knew what year it was built.
Chapter completed!