"The family teacher's surname is Zhou, but he is a native of Ninghai, Shandong, and his name is taboo."
"Your master is Zhou Botong?!"
Everyone: My master is Zhang Sanfeng!
Luo Si was ordered to be kind, not to bully the elderly, women and children, or mentally retarded, and to be patient.
"The Taoist priest looks so young, do you know how old you are this year?"
The scumbag smiled and sang.
"The time for a poor monk to cultivate is still short. Thirty years of bondage in the East, thirty years of emptiness have never happened, thirty years of Changchun will not grow old, and thirty years will end with a big dream. After counting, how many years can it be?"
Luo Siming was surprised: "So, isn't the Taoist priest already one hundred and twenty years old?"
"No, no, no."
The scumbag seems to be educating a child who makes mistakes, slow and patient, correcting one by one.
"The aptitude of the poor Taoist is dull, and when he met a tutor, he was already quite old. After he finally achieved results, he lived a lifetime. It was still a long way to go before he traveled all over China."
This is unbelievable, and no one is not surprised - how on earth did this mad Taoist get in!
"There is such a tall man!"
Only Miss Aoxue understands thoroughly, she has to meet an expert, but fortunately, she asked with a blushing face.
"Dare to ask, how long is the first life?"
"No more, no less, a hundred years."
"Again, ask the question, how big is Shenzhou?"
"Not too big, not too small, a hundred thousand hectares."
Miss Aoxue took a deep breath, cupped her cheeks with both hands, and said slowly, "How big..."
Luo Siming quickly stopped him and took Aoxue back. Who knows if this mad Taoist said a few more words, will Aoxue run to follow him and become a monk. So how can you get it
"The Taoist priest still hasn't said what his life expectancy is, so he is very curious."
The scumbag is really thick-skinned, and he is not afraid of being questioned at all. He narrowed his eyes, became more and more immortal, and smiled: "Pin Dao is two hundred and fifty years old this year, and he is still unable to achieve Dao ascension. Ashamed of my teacher, ashamed of Xuanmen."
Without Luo Siming to speak, everyone said in their hearts: Good you two hundred and five!
In fact, anyone with some discernment would not take what this mad Taoist said seriously. However, there are many capable people and strange people in the arena who act unreasonably, which is also where there are many. Luo Siming's father, Luo Ming, is a strange person with a withdrawn personality, so he has a good understanding of the behavior of these eccentric people, and will not be so arbitrary in order to evict guests.
"I don't know if the real person came to look for Luo today, what is the important thing?"
"It's just that the poor road and the donor have a predestined relationship, so I came here to meet."
Luo Siming didn't know how he had a relationship with him, so he asked politely.
The Taoist closed his eyes slightly and smiled: "That was yesterday."
When everyone heard this person, they started to tell the reason. That rambling nonsense must be for the moment. At this time, it was the real topic, and they all listened with bated breath.
The real scumbag smiled leisurely, with a dao bone immortal style.
"Yesterday Pindao played chess with the land master in the Kunlun Mountains thousands of miles away..."
Everyone: Damn it, tie it up and cut it!
Chapter 4 Cold Plum Under the Snow
"Pindao was playing chess with the land at that time, and suddenly smelled the demonic energy in the southeast of Shenzhou. It must be a big event! Starry night, I set foot here overnight. "
There was no need for Luo Siming to speak. Luo Huichun, who was once the imperial physician, sank his face, interrupting the scumbag's self-bragging.
"Where did the madman come from to be so bold. Do you know that this person in front of you is the young owner of Luojian Villa, so he can't talk nonsense. Otherwise, I will give you some hardship."
He was originally a member of the Luo family, and he has always been close to Luo Siming. Whether it is from the Luo family's standpoint or personal relationship, it is when he speaks. What's more, Dr. Luo grew up in the strict Luo family, and he used to be an imperial doctor. He has always had a low tolerance for such rude people who are full of nonsense.
After saying that, the palm turned and made a clicking sound, as if it was about to shoot.
Luo Siming didn't express his position, but the implication was acquiescence. Only Miss Aoxue seemed to be a little lost, and it seemed that it was a pity in her life to lose her hand with this 250-year-old master.
The housekeeper was even more direct. He didn't see clearly and brought the goods in. He regretted it so much that he opened his mouth and said, "Get out now!"
The scumbag turned a blind eye, did not move like a mountain, smiled slightly but said: "Who this is, the poor know. Who your Excellency is, the poor also know. It doesn't matter if the poor roll or not, it's just the girl's injury. It can't be saved."
"You're still talking crazy, don't hurry up and get out of here!"
"Wait!"
But it was Luo Si who ordered to stop it, and he frowned with some doubts.
"How do you know that I am looking for you for a girl?"
The rooms in this other courtyard are decorated with simplicity and elegance, but they cannot be distinguished from male and female guests. And according to their position at the moment, they couldn't see the description of the sleeping girl lying on the couch. This man actually broke it in one sentence, which made Luo Siming couldn't help but doubt.
The Taoist laughed, flicked the dust, and rolled back in the air. The only thing was that the technique was not pure, the internal strength was poor, and the speed was slow. Luo Siming didn't even have to lift his eyes, and he didn't feel any danger. The real scum is not embarrassed, he pulled back his whisk and laughed.
"Pin Dao came here because of this woman. Young Master Luo, Pin Dao said that he has a destiny with you, that is absolutely true, and he came from divination. It is destined to solve your worries and problems for you, the son must not believe it."
The tone was actually quite sincere, Luo Siming pondered.
"It's not that I don't believe it, but the words of the Taoist priest are too sensational. Whether it is psychic and longevity, or traveling a thousand miles at night, or divination, it is something I have never heard of here. Enter the letter of the younger generation."
"Hehe, that's not difficult. May I ask Mr. Luo, is there a girl on the bed behind you?"
"The Taoist priest said this just now." Luo Siming said lightly: "When I took this girl back to the house, although I was in a carriage, when I got off, someone still saw her. She was the In a coma and tired, the Daoist's remarks do not seem to show much ability."
It is a bit like a flamboyant person in the market. This half of Luo Siming is kind, but he didn't say it, but no one could hear the original meaning of the words.
"Okay, then say something you didn't say."
The scumbag touched the beardless lower jaw and regarded the whisk as a feather fan, Kong Ming said as if possessed by his body: "This girl is in a coma, not suffering from a serious disease, not contracting the cold, not being poisoned, but suffering from heavy internal injuries, I don't know. Is it or isn't it?"
"This… "
"I haven't finished talking yet!" Zha Zhenren raised his hand and said, "Although Luo Gongzi is in a hurry, looking for someone to treat him, he is extremely caring. But he has never met this girl before, right?"
The rest of the people didn't know the truth, except for the steward and Aoxue, they all looked at Luo Siming, but saw him with a dull expression.
"... The Daoist said it right, the junior and this girl are indeed the first time to see each other today."
"This is, the fortune-telling of the poor Tao is not as good as that of my Xuanmen sages. It has not been used for eighty years, and it has not fallen."