Chapter 62 The Great Noble

After smelling this special smell, Fan Fei quickly took a few steps forward and stared at a Taoist priest sitting on the ground.

When Fan Fei came to the door of the court, he saw a young man dressed as a Taoist priest sitting under the street lamp more than ten meters on the right side of the court. He sat cross-legged on a large plastic cloth, with a few big black signatures on the ground, as if he were fortune-telling, but there was no business at him at all, so Fan Fei only looked at him casually at that time. At a glance, he put all his thoughts on listening to Lv Heng's movements. Just now, when Fan Fei was about to light a cigarette, he habitually smelled the smell of smoke and smelled a trace of hamster from the autumn wind, and this smell seemed to come from the direction of the Taoist priest.

As Fan Fei walked, he carefully observed the Taoist priest in a light gray robe and a towering bun above his head.

Nowadays, most of these Taoist fortune-telling priests on the street are fake Taoist priests who pretend to be ghosts. They don't have any real talent and learning, and even fortune-telling is mostly blind. Except for those old men and women who want to figure out how long they can live for a few years, few citizens are willing to believe them.

Speaking of which, the cost of a fake Taoist priest is much lower than that of a fake monk. As long as you put on a Taoist robe and a plate of hair, you will become a Taoist priest. You don't need to shave your head and burn incense scars like pretending to be a monk.

It's just that the Taoist priest in front of him is obviously a little special, and he is not like a fake Taoist priest. He is about seventeen or eight years old, with a high nose and thin lips, a handsome face and a heroic face. At the same time, he did not take the initiative to talk to passers-by, but just quietly closed his eyes and sat on the ground, as if he were a hermit living alone. Although there has been no business, his expression is still very indifferent, and there seems to be a faint fairy style between his eyebrows.

And on the cement floor in front of him, there are three large sign tubes and a yellow piece of paper with ten strange characters written on it...

"If you meet a great nobleman, will you fly?" Fan Fei walked to the Taoist priest, looked at the ten big words carefully, and asked doubtfully, "This Taoist priest, what does this sentence mean?"

"Wow..." The young Taoist priest seemed to be awakened from the entrance, with a long sigh in his mouth, and then opened his eyes to look at Fan Fei. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, revealing a surprised look.

His sigh was quite evil, which made Fan Fei suddenly think of the scene in a movie. Every time a peerless monk finished practicing kung fu and meditation, he must take a long breath and make such a strange "shouting" sound at the same time. Was this Taoist priest practicing qigong just now?

More evil things followed. After the young Taoist priest sighed, the three signatures on the ground suddenly shook slightly at the same time, and then jumped out one sign.

"What?" Fan Fei was shocked and couldn't help taking a step back and said, "What's going on?"

"I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, just because I am in this mountain!" The young Taoist priest took a look at the three signatures that automatically jumped out, and his face suddenly showed surprise and joy. He raised his left hand and stroked his forehead. He smiled and said, "This priest, you asked me the meaning of these ten words, but I don't know that you are the great nobleman with destiny and infinite future!"

"Me?" Fan Fei's eyes widened in surprise.

"If you meet a great nobleman, the spiritual sign will fly! Look, three spiritual signs, didn't you fly out of the sign just now? The Taoist priest looked at Fan Fei with amazement and joy on his face, as if he saw the reincarnation of Laozi riding a green cow.

Fan Fei suddenly had a strange feeling. It is estimated that in the next step, the Taoist priest will say that his bones are strange and he is a martial arts wizard, and then the arduous task of maintaining world peace will be entrusted to him.

However, the Taoist priest did not say such vulgar words, but only said a few words pretending to be B: "These three-barrel spiritual signs are all thousand-year-old antiques handed down by the ancestor, which contains great Taoist aura. When he was young, he began to travel around the world at the age of ten. Although he often helped people look at divination, over the years, these three spiritual signs have only automatically jumped out less than three times..."

"So?" Seeing that the Taoist priest stopped talking mysteriously, Fan Fei couldn't help helping him answer two words. At the same time, he squatted down curiously to pick up the three signatures and took a look.

These three sticks are indeed a little ancient, like wood but wood, very texture, like antiques. The signature is not a common picture of poetry, but just three lifelike pictures. One of them is a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water, but there is an eagle in the sky. The other is a high mountain. A young man in ancient costume is working hard climbing the mountain with a burden. On the mountain road as steep as a ladder, there is a python sticking out its teeth and preparing to attack the young man. The last pair was a green cow with wings flying in the clouds, but someone on the ground was about to shoot the cow.

"Can the green cow fly? Taoist priest, what does this mean? When Fan Fei saw the last picture, he couldn't help asking.

The Taoist priest showed an inexplicable smile at the corners of his mouth and said lightly, "These three signatures represent the three major signs of life: fate, wealth and marriage. The flying green cow represents your fate, and what does the bow and arrow man represent? Since you are a great nobleman, you must have an extraordinary way. You can think carefully about the meaning of this painting in the spiritual sign, which will be of great help to your life..."

The words said by the Taoist priest hit Fan Fei's heart, which made him suddenly think of his name. I have always wanted to fly to the sky like this green cow, but sometimes someone has framed me. For example, the Luo family has taken away their own recommended quota. As for the picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water, it seems to indicate that their love will be greatly disturbed. And the picture of carrying a burden up the mountain may also indicate that if you want to get rich, you will be cheated by villains?

Fan Fei is not stupid, and the meaning of these three pictures is also obvious, so he thought of the key points.

However, Fan Fei thought about it, but his body was not idle. He grabbed a signature box and prepared to see what mystery was in it. Because when he came to the Taoist priest, the smell of the hamster was even stronger, and it seemed to be in the three signatures, and it was divided into three slightly different smells, one of which was very similar to the smell left by the red dust he smelled. Therefore, Fan Fei didn't have time to think about the specific meaning of these three signatures. It is urgent to find the red dust lost by Xu Yifan. Otherwise, as soon as the three-day deadline passes, Mr. Xu will go on a hunger strike again.

"Wait!"

The Taoist priest suddenly stretched out his right finger and pointed to Fan Fei like lightning. He shouted loudly, stopped Fan Fei's movements, and then said seriously, "These three spiritual signatures are not ordinary things. They are the thousand-year-old spiritual weapons handed down by my ancestors, and there is a spirit ghost in each! If there is no deep Taoist method, if you dare to use the signature box, you will suffer a disaster!"

Fan Fei withdrew his hand with some embarrassment and asked with a surprised face, "Spirit ghost? Is it a ghost fairy? Could it be that the ghost fairy raised in this sign box recognized me as a nobleman, so he carried a few sticks and threw them out?

"The secrets cannot be revealed! Alas, I have just lost my words. For this reason, I have lost my birthday in March. It's painful, it's a pity!"

The Taoist priest stroked his forehead and sighed with regret.