Red Heart Survey

Chapter 1211

The old man who just showed his hand was stunned for a long time.

Then he said: "You really revolutionized the old man's understanding of Tianjiao."

Jiang Wang said: "There are no two people in this world who are exactly the same. Everyone you see is very new."

The old man clicked his tongue and said: "You are very suitable to be a physiognomist."

"Emotional fortune-telling is based on lip service?" Jiang Wang looked at him with a smile: "If you talk one way, you are suitable to be a fortune-telling teacher. I know two extremely talented people. If you can give me a thousand primordial stones, I will introduce them to you and be your successors. I promise to carry forward your school!"

"No!" The old man waved his hand in disgust, and looked at Jiang Wang with a little curiosity: "Are you really not afraid of death?"

Jiang Wang didn't answer directly, but asked instead: "The young man who just walked past died of illness at the age of thirty-seven, leaving orphans and widows. It's really pitiful. Since you have insight into the future, why don't you help him?"

The old man sighed and said: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, misery and disaster. Everything in the world has a definite number. How can human power save it?"

Jiang Wang asked: "So is it a certainty that I will have a bloody disaster in the near future, or is it a certainty that you will help me eliminate the bloody disaster?"

If the former is a fixed number, then what is the use of your amulet?

If the latter is a given, then why should I spend money?

All in all, since everything has a definite number, then what's the point of the existence of a physicist?

The old man was not annoyed when his job was smashed like this, and he didn't argue with him, he just laughed: "Know me and don't know me, that's all. Interesting, interesting!"

Just laughing, he handed over the amulet again: "Young man, I will sell it to you for a knife!"

Jiang Wang didn't refuse again. He took out a knife coin, put it on the wrinkled hand like old bark, and took the extremely rough amulet at the same time.

"I haven't asked you yet, what is the origin of the old man?"

The old man who claimed to be "slim and thin" only touched Yanzhao's red mane, then backed away with a smile.

Between heaven and earth, there is a song that says——

"It's a very mediocre population, and the rest can't find it."

"Look north and south for three hundred years, and the stars will move for a lifetime!"

He walked backwards into the crowd, but walked out of Jiang Wang's sight.

This is a very weird look and feel, as if something is happening on two levels at the same time. But what Jiang Wang saw in front of him was indeed only the bustling crowd, and there was no sign of the old man.

Only the amulet in his hand is still reminding the authenticity of this experience.

How vast is the present world, and how many strange people in the world.

Jiang Wang looked at the amulet in his hand, turned his hand to put it away, and said nothing.

Gently rubbing Yanzhao's neck, the red horse consciously moved forward, and in the noisy city of Linzi, it stepped lightly into the distance.

The mane fluttered like fire in the wind.

...

...

When Jiang Wang drove his horse to the door of the word "Yi", Lin Youxie had been waiting here for a long time.

"Master Jiang, you are late." She looked at Jiang Wang and said.

The tone and expression are very alienated.

He made an appointment with Lin Youxie to meet up in half an hour, but it didn't take long to return home, mainly because he was blackmailed for a long time on the way.

Jiang Wang knew that he was wrong, took out the scroll from the storage box, and directly turned to the topic: "Let's gossip, Lin Chatou, this is a portrait of Huang Yixing after his death. You might as well take a look first to see if there is anything there. clue."

"I've already seen it." Lin Youxie said.

Jiang Wang: ...

Good guy, I'm really just a name, right?

But Mr. Jiang has some experience now, so he smiled very naturally: "Then I don't know if Catcher Lin has any clues, do you want to communicate with me?"

He himself has studied this painting very seriously, and he happened to gain something, so he wanted to kill the vigor of the heir of the Qingpai family.

Lin Youxie was silent for a while, and then said: "Did you know? The painter recorded the scene and presented the details, and can only present the details that the person saw."

"Of course I know." Jiang Wang frowned: "What's the problem?"

"Unless I painted it myself, I can only be sure of the clues I got after observing the scene with my own eyes. Any judgment before that may be influenced by others, and there will be a preconceived impression. Excellent blue card I won’t make this choice.” She glanced at Jiang Wang: “That painting can only give people a general idea of ​​the situation.”

I see that others draw very detailed, not necessarily worse than you. The eyes are still very expressive! Jiang Wang said silently in his heart.

There was a smile on his face: "Then let's go."

With a light tap on the leg, the flames are like an arrow that leaves the string, and it flies on the official road in an instant, like a flowing line of fire.

Lin Youxie quickly flew up from the ground and flew beside Yanzhao.

Yanzhao is a good horse in the world, galloping on the endless official road. Although Lin Youxie's flying speed is not slow, he still has to work hard to keep up.

The scenery along the road quickly reversed.

Soon it has already galloped out of Linzi and entered the territory of Le'an County.

While Lin Youxie was flying, he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Wang.

It's common for Qingpai to run around in order to handle cases, and she didn't feel hard at all.

But here I am flying hard and expending Dao Yuan, while the other party is riding a tall horse, leisurely, it seems that he is still practicing, as if he is studying Taoism... It is really outrageous.

"Master Jiang." Lin Youxie spoke in the strong wind.

Jiang Wang said "hmm" without sincerity, expressing doubts.

"You are the number one inner palace in the world, and the lower official is just a little ant who has just entered the inner palace. Whether it is Dao yuan reserve or cultivation strength, it is far inferior to you."

This is true. Jiang Wang thought.

"And then?" he asked.

Lin Youxie said: "The great men in the world all have great tolerance."

Jiang Wang also sighed with emotion: "It's not limited to men and women. I am at Guanhe Terrace, and I am fortunate to meet Emperor Mu. It is really magnificent and majestic."

Lin Youxie couldn't answer these words, and turned around: "I heard that there have been great achievements throughout the ages, and they are very sympathetic to their subordinates."

Jiang Wang asked, "Why haven't I heard of it?"

Lin Youxie: ...

"Master Jiang still needs to read some books." The words were already gnashing their teeth.

"Of course I read books, and I have also read a few Daoist scriptures." Jiang Wang sat firmly on the galloping horse, and said very complacently: "I discussed reading with the eleventh prince a while ago. .”

Even the eleventh prince discussed reading with me!

How dare you, Lin Youxie, dare to say that the eleventh prince is not knowledgeable enough?

Lin Youxie really didn't dare. "That's the presumptuousness of the subordinate."

Jiang Wang lectured unceremoniously: "Capturer Lin still needs to focus on the case, don't overthink."

The more he talked, the more angry he became, Lin Youxie simply shut his mouth firmly.

However, although he didn't give in, Jiang Wang really felt that he should take some time out to study.

Now that he has a third-rank official position, he seems to be in the top ranks of Qi State, but he knows that his vision is far from enough. It is impossible to wait for Chong Xuansheng to help point out everything, and it is impossible for Chong Xuansheng to accompany him all the time.

Furthermore, traveling thousands of miles and reading thousands of books are both ways of understanding the world and a form of spiritual practice.

He has traveled thousands of miles, and will continue in the future. Thousands of books are not even the beginning.

When I was in the Daoist Academy, I didn't read the Daoist scriptures perfunctorily. Later, I left my hometown and focused on becoming stronger. I really didn't read the words of the sages much.

Of course, he would never tell Lin Youxie these words.

They are not fellow travelers, but only temporary fellow travelers.