Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

The two cousins ​​quickly got into a fight. The young man had a cunning look on his face but was not as strong as the big man. He was almost suppressed and was being beaten, with no power to fight back.

Several nearby stalls were affected, and there were sudden screams in the market. Handkerchiefs, flowers, and other sundries flew everywhere. The farce didn't stop until someone called the yamen.

Both people were chained, and the big man shouted that Tang was the murderer. Someone explained the cause and effect of the incident. The Yamen servant came to the Gua Stall and asked him to follow him to the Yamen to testify.

Yang Yan shook his head slightly, pointed at the sad-eyed man and said, "Foretelling cannot be used as evidence to convict someone. Mr. Chai can follow this person to the back mountain of his home to investigate. His brother's bones are at the bottom of the cliff under the largest persimmon tree."

The yamen servant was a little hesitant, but he comforted him and said, "Don't worry, Pindao lives in the Furi Inn in front of you. If you need me, you can come to me at any time. Pindao's name is Yang Yan."

The yamen servant winked and asked his companions to go check him out. The inn was only ten feet away, and they soon received certain information, and they safely locked up the suspect.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for finding the murderer of my brother for me." The big man put his wallet on the table before leaving, but he completely believed his words before he asked for proof.

Yang Yan did not refuse, and after the group left, he poured out the money from his wallet and distributed it to the vendors on the left and right who had suffered a terrible disaster. Everyone who had a sad face suddenly burst into laughter.

The hexagram stall was set up again, and this time no one dared to make trouble. Those who really had problems were given guidance, and the ten hexagrams were soon over. Several people regretfully begged him to make an exception, but unfortunately they were treated coldly and ruthlessly by him. The ground refused.

When Yang Yan was closing the stall, a woman who was looking for a girl came back with a seven or eight-year-old girl in her arms. As soon as she saw him, she knelt down and thanked him for his kindness.

After several attempts to persuade her failed, he simply left without caring. The onlookers swarmed around her and asked questions, only then did they know that the child had been sold by her biological grandmother.

The woman was actually only twenty-three years old. She had not had any children since she married into her husband's family and gave birth to a daughter. Her mother-in-law disliked her for giving birth to a loser, and she beat and scolded her all day long.

He has never had any affection for his granddaughter. He hates her for blocking his way and his grandson has never been able to be reincarnated at home. He often secretly chats with his son and daughter-in-law when they are not around.

This time, he even cruelly sold his own granddaughter to a man. If the woman had left a step later, her daughter would not have been able to survive.

Know where it will be sold.

After this incident, the woman decided not to bear it anymore. I was afraid that her daughter would never be able to see her again. Everyone gave their support. Not to mention how the woman would fight with her mother-in-law when she went back, everyone had already bowed down on the trail. Under the divination of the gods.

Not only did he accurately calculate the location of the woman's daughter, he even calculated in advance that she would need twenty taels of silver to redeem her. He also exposed the young man's plot to murder his cousin, and the next day the Yamen officer did exactly what he said. After arriving at the corpse, the old case of more than ten years was finally revealed.

At this point, Master Yang Yan's Taoist name spread throughout the capital. Every day, before dawn, some people lined up in front of the divination stall, just so that the Master could tell their fortunes.

In the face of the pursuit, Yang Yan still behaved unfazed by honor and disgrace. He calculated ten hexagrams a day and left immediately, even if he chased him to the inn where he was staying and begged him hard.

More than a month was enough time to verify that every hexagram he made was extremely accurate, and there was never a single mistake.

As his reputation grew, some powerful people began to want to ask him for fortune telling, but these people were not willing to wait in the market like ordinary people.

The more polite ones would come to the inn to intercept him, while the arrogant ones would even send someone to invite him to the door. However, most of these people were not really interested in fortune telling, but were interested in his method of immortality.

When people are poor, they want to be rich. After they become rich, they want to be powerful. After being powerful, they want to be more powerful, and then keep it for a long time.

He bluntly replied to these people that there was no magic for immortality in the world, but unfortunately no one believed them, and even tried to use force to overpower them. Of course, the result was ineffective. No matter how much they came, it was not enough for him to fight alone.

The shopkeeper, waiter and others who came to the inn over the past month have become numb from their initial panic, and gradually got used to it. Not only did they not find it troublesome, they were also very happy that Taoist Yang Yan chose their inn as a place to stay. Their modest business became full of guests every day, and everyone made a lot of money.

On this day, a group of people came to invite someone. They were not surprised and secretly made a bet on whether the two parties would fight today. Anyway, the Taoist priest was kind-hearted, so he would break it. If someone loses something, they will ask some people to compensate, but they are not worried at all.

But unexpectedly, Yang Yandao Changfang showed up, said a few words to these people and then followed them away.

"Excuse me, brother, please go to the place where Pindao sets up his stall and say something. Pindao has no fortune today." Yang Yan handed over a broken piece of silver.

The waiter took it and looked at him stupidly getting on the sedan.

Oh my god, what kind of amazing family is this? It can actually make the Taoist priest make an exception, not even counting the fixed ten hexagrams a day?

The waiter, shopkeeper and others looked at each other.

At this time, Yang Yan was sitting in the sedan chair with his eyes closed and meditating. The sedan swayed for a long time and finally stopped. The curtain was opened, revealing a solemn and majestic palace.

There were no less than a hundred guards in Kaijia all the way from the entrance of the palace to the inside. The eunuchs and maids who came and went all lowered their heads, making no sound when they moved, and there was silence all around.

If someone else suddenly came to a place like this, he would probably not even dare to breathe loudly. However, the eunuch who came to greet him found that the Taoist priest looked calm and composed, as if he had returned to his own home, and he praised him in his heart.

He didn't know that Yang Yan had been an emperor himself, and the palace in the immortal world was many times bigger than this one. Of course, he wouldn't be frightened by this situation.

"Taoist Master, please follow me," the eunuch said in a low voice.

Yang Yan nodded and followed him into the main hall. The old emperor wearing a bright yellow dragon robe was looking down at the papers on the case. Behind him, two palace maids and eunuchs were waiting with their heads lowered, leaning on each side. There were many people standing on the wall, but there was no sound. There was only the sound of paper turning in the entire hall.

"Your Majesty, Taoist Yang Yan has brought you here." The young eunuch who led him in kowtowed.

The emperor did not respond, seeming to be completely distracted by the official document in his hand.

Yang Yan raised his eyes and saw that the old emperor must be fifty or six years old. He looked still young, but there was a tired look on his face, which showed that his body was not as healthy as it appeared.

Thinking that according to the memory of the original owner's previous life, he would die in another seven years. The reason why he came to find him today was already clear in his mind.

"How dare you!" the eunuch behind the emperor scolded, "How dare you look directly at the Holy Face, why don't you kneel down and salute His Majesty immediately?"

Yang Yan's expression did not move, he bowed and said, "I have met His Majesty the Emperor."

? The eunuch wanted to scold him, but the old emperor waved his hand to stop him. He finally raised his head, and his voice was indifferent and majestic: "Don't be rude. How can a Taoist priest and a person from outside the country be restrained by common courtesy? ?”

"Yes, I know I was wrong." The eunuch quickly bowed and admitted his mistake.

Yang Yan watched their master and servant perform in harmony, without any fluctuation in his heart. He even wanted to laugh. If he really didn't want to restrain him with common courtesy, he would have explained it in advance. How could there be such a thing?

As soon as it comes out?

The old emperor wanted to give him a blow. How many pounds does he have?

But there are few things in this world that can scare him. Yang Yan said lightly: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The old emperor looked at him probingly, his eyes seemed to want to see into his heart. Was he as calm as on the surface? After a moment, he waved his hand again without seeing anything, and said: "Give it to the Taoist Priest." Give me a seat."

Two eunuchs quickly brought a chair in. Yang Yan thanked him and sat on it calmly.

It was rare for the old emperor to see someone as comfortable as him when meeting a saint for the first time. He said curiously: "Master Taoist, why did I invite you here?"

Yang Yan smiled and said: "Your Majesty will inform you on your own. Why should I be impatient if I am a poor person?"

"Good!" The old emperor praised, but he didn't know what he was talking about. Then he said straight to the point, "I heard that the Taoist can rejuvenate his youth and have a method of immortality. I wonder if the Taoist can teach it to me?"

As expected, Yang Yan was not surprised at all. Anyone who holds power does not want to live forever, especially the emperors of the past dynasties.

He shook his head and said bluntly: "No one in this world can live forever? Immortality."

"Bold!" The eunuch behind the old emperor shouted again. Everyone in the world said "long live" when calling the emperor. It was indeed taboo for him to mention the word "death" directly in front of the old emperor.

"Don't be presumptuous." The old emperor waved his hand, and said without any emotion or anger on his face, "But I heard that the Taoist priest should have been sixty-three years old this year, but he became a child overnight. Is this just a way for the Taoist priest to deceive the world and steal his reputation? Lift?"

"To be honest with you, Your Majesty," Yang Yan said calmly despite being slapped with a big label, "? He is indeed a liar."

"..."

No matter how calm the old emperor was, he was shocked for a moment by his blunt words. After a moment of silence, he said curiously: "Aren't you afraid that I will punish you for your crimes?"

Yang Yan said with some helplessness: "When I first came to this world, I needed an identity to help me move around. Your Majesty is the emperor of the world, and I know it myself. I can't hide it from you."

The old emperor had indeed found out long ago that the so-called "rejuvenation" was just a lie. The reason why he still did it? He sent someone to find him because his fortune-telling was indeed amazingly accurate.

Taoist Priest Yang Yan's name had reached his ears half a month ago. He sent his most trustworthy people to investigate, but found no flaws.

However, his identity was proven to be false.

I searched but couldn't find any trace, as if this person had never existed?

"The Taoist priest said that he came to this world for the first time," the old emperor asked tentatively, "Does it mean that you are not a person of this world?"

"It can't be said." Yang Yan pointed to the sky mysteriously and said.

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Licking the dog, licking the dog, licking until there is nothing left.

Mo Ze was stunned when he saw the future line of the new shit shoveling officer. Is this a magical operation? (silence)?

No, it’s too embarrassing!

He, Mo Ze's shit-sweeper, must not be a bastard!

Look at how big the world has changed!

(PS: Mo Ze is a dog, a real dog.)