On a street in Lianshan Town, there are people coming and going, making it very lively.

A young man grabbed an old man and became a scenery on the road.

The business travelers who were in a hurry didn't know if it was to relieve the boredom during the journey, but when they passed by the two, they both slowed down a little, as if they wanted to see what would happen.

After the old man shivered for a while, he returned to normal for some reason, which made Li Mu murmured in his heart, was this guy like his third uncle, ready to clean up his own beginning as long as he didn't tremble.

After squinting his eyes and thinking for a moment, the old man frowned and glanced at Li Mu, then suddenly said, "Who told you to be like this? You don't think I am a liar in the world and want to cheat you of money, right?"

"It's the storyteller in the town, Mr. Xilou Old Dream said. He said that scammers in the world use these tricks to deceive people. He also asked everyone to be vigilant and not be deceived, otherwise they would be too late to regret it." In the spirit of a dead fellow Taoist who was not dead, Li Mu betrayed Xilou Old Dream without hesitation.

"Oh, mediocre men mislead people, mediocre men mislead people." The old man said with a heartache, "It's really outrageous. A storyteller doesn't tell his story about his talented man and beautiful woman, and insists on being smart and misleading his children. The way of fortune telling and divination is profound and profound, how can a storyteller understand it?"

After the old man finished speaking, the muscles on his face twitched again, and he was shaking his head and sighing on the surface, but he secretly gritted his teeth and thought: Which old bastard is it that dares to smash my job and will never give up.

"Are you really sure you are a great god, not a liar in the world? Then why did you not even ask for the hexagram gold just now and just turned around and left without saying a word?" Li Mu looked at the old man in front of him with a compassionate look in front of him and said suspiciously.

The old man glanced at Li Mu with his eyes slanted, and finally regained the feeling of a paradise, with a proud look on his face: "Hehe, why? Do you know the rules in the fortune-telling industry? Do you know that there are three sayings in the fortune-telling industry that will not be accepted?"

"I don't know, please ask the old god to solve my doubts." Li Mu said with a humble look on his face. He has always been very modest for anyone who can't understand him.

The old man glanced at Li Mu with some contempt and said with a disdainful tone: "You won't know how to measure it. Just listen, I will only say it once. The following three types of people cannot collect gold: those who are about to die will not collect money, so it is said that living people will not collect money for dead people; those who are in danger of disaster will not collect; those who have no good luck will not collect."

Looking at Li Mu who was stunned, the old man finally concluded with unfulfilled intentions: "For those of these three types of fate, collecting money will damage your good deeds, so I don't accept your hexagram gold. You should understand what it means, right?"

After saying these words, a cunning look flashed in the old man's eyes. He turned around and was about to continue leaving, but suddenly staggered forward and almost fell to the ground.

Because there was a person hanging on his legs at this time, the boy who just suspected him.

"Old god, help me, boy is just rude, I'll apologize to you now." Li Mu shouted in panic, and quickly took out ten copper coins from his pocket, stuffed them like the old man's pocket at a faster speed, and covered him to prevent him from taking them out.

After doing this series of actions, he took a breath and said, "Look, you have also collected this money. You have to show you a clear way, otherwise, according to your words, it will damage your good deeds."

"You...this, this is really outrageous..." The old man looked at Li Mu who was hanging on his legs and acted like a scoundrel, and shouted in a angrily manner, "You kid, are you dependent on me?"

Seeing Li Mu holding his pants firmly, the old man couldn't help but feel a little panicked. This was not a solution, and his pants were almost pulled down.

If this is true, then I will have no shame to see people from now on. As long as I say helplessly, "Okay, okay, you can let go first, let go first, wait until you let go, let us talk about other things, it's easy to say, everything is easy to say..."

"You old man has already collected the money. If you don't agree to give me a clear guide, I won't let go." Li Mu continued to act like a scoundrel, and could only comfort himself in his heart. It was a temporary solution.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you a guide and give you a guide, let go..." The old man bent down and tried hard to break Li Mu's fingers one by one, and finally got Li Mu off.

Seeing that the old man finally agreed to him, Li Mu stopped pretending to be dead. After all, he would still have to do something in Lianshan Town in the future. If he could do such a shameful thing, he would not do it.

At that moment, I tried hard to pretend to be respectful and waited for the old man to point out the way.

The old man stretched out a slender finger again and stood in front of Li Mu's eyes. He waited until Li Mu turned into a cross-eye before shook his lightly: "When you encounter danger, you just need to shout."

Then, I didn't know if I was really worried or to increase the credibility of my words, and then reminded me: "Remember, remember, be sure to shout."

"That's fine? Wouldn't it be too simple? For example, if you make some black dog blood, black donkey hooves, etc...." Li Mu showed a hint of suspicion on his face, and he brought some tricks that he couldn't remember even if he heard from.

"Boy, are you going to catch ghosts? What kind of black dog blood, black donkey hooves, messy, do you have to bring some sunny blood?" Wang Sanyi couldn't help rolling his eyes, really feeling helpless at the boy in front of him.

Then he looked at Li Mu's embarrassing expression, his face seemed to flush, and he curled his lips and said, "The advice of my great god, naturally, is directly pointing to the key points and fundamentally solving the problem."

"Start directly to the key? Solve the problem fundamentally? It still sounds like something reasonable..." Li Mu tried hard to think about Wang Sanyi's words and murmured to himself in a low voice.

"Of course it makes sense. In fact, many times, as long as you simplify complex things, you will find that things are actually that simple." The old man reached out and shook his hand in front of Li Mu, and found that Li Mu had no reaction at all. A joking smile flashed in his eyes, and then he entered a steamed bun shop.

After Li Mu came to his senses, he had long disappeared from the trace of the Great Emperor Wang. Although he was still a little confused, was it because he had not had enough experience that he was deceived by a liar in the world.

But after thinking about it, I felt that I had at least been seeking a clear path, and slowly I forgot the ten copper coins that might have turned into steamed buns, and my mood became cheerful again.

Looking up at the sun in the sky, Li Mu found that it had been delayed a lot of time because of fortune-telling. If he didn't rush back, he would be drooled by his third uncle again.

Li Mu didn't care about anything else, picked up umbrellas and clothes and shoes from the ground with quick hands and feet, then sorted out some messy clothes, hummed a little song of unknown tune, and walked towards the third uncle's teahouse.

In the library beside the teahouse, people were shaking their heads and bursts of applause came. There was no need to think about it. It must be Mr. Xilou who happened to be talking about the wonderful things again.

Li Mu looked at the bored people with some envy and walked into the teahouse absent-mindedly.

"A Mu, why have you been there for so long? The guests are anxious. Are you being pestered by Jin Cui again and telling stories?" The third uncle's saliva always came so timely.

Li Mu quickly blocked the umbrella in front, rubbed his nose and said, "It's nothing, so I chatted with Aunt Han for a few more words, and bought an umbrella for the old man with the remaining silver. I picked a few more times, and I almost knocked on the umbrella bone by Old Man Zhao."

As for using ten copper coins to buy Minglu from the King of God, I wouldn't tell my third uncle even if I beat him to death.

"Old man Zhao's skills are beyond words. Every umbrella is similar. You are picky and deserve it if you are knocked." Uncle San said with a smile, "Take it over quickly and don't let the customers wait in a hurry."

Li Mu walked around the table with his things, came to the old man, and said respectfully: "Old man, the two sets of clothes and a pair of shoes you want, a total of one liang and seven qian silver.

The remaining two cents of silver, I see that you always go out and don’t bring an umbrella. If it rains, it will be a big deal. I will take the initiative to buy you an umbrella. I hope you don’t take it a word."

The old man took the clothes, shoes and umbrella handed over by Li Mu, put them on the table, and said with a smile: "The remaining silver is originally for you to run errands, but you bought an umbrella for me again. Speaking of which, I have to thank you, so what's wrong with you?"

After saying that, he touched Li Mu's head again, smiled and said to the third uncle next to the counter, "Old brother, you are so lucky to have such a smart and careful junior."

"Where are, don't praise the child, hahaha..." Uncle San touched his goatee and said proudly, "This child has been smart and sensible since he was a child, and he can count them in all the villages."

Then he seemed to remember something again and said with some concern: "It was after coming to me that I was stunned when I heard Mr. Xilou next door's story. I was thinking about what to do to go on the world alone and become a hero who everyone admires..."

"Hahaha, there is nothing wrong with this. Young people have ideas and vitality. If they are both like you and my brother, even if they want to go out into the world, they will not be in this mood." The old man said with a smile.

Then he turned to look at Li Mu again, and a look of regret appeared on his face. After frowning, he was silent for a moment, then he slowly spoke: "Child, do you really want to be a hero?"

After asking, maybe he was worried that Li Mu would say something unreliable, "cut his butt and put wine in it", the old man quickly continued, "Don't answer in a hurry first, think about it carefully, why did you become a hero?"

Why do you want to become a hero? It’s hard to say. Li Mu never seemed to have thought about this. He just felt that the world that Mr. Xilou said was so colorful. The days of those heroes and heroes are always very exciting and exciting...

Looking at the imposing old man in front of him, Li Mu seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand anything.

Confused, Li Mu said in a pilgrimage tone: "I seem to want to go out from here and go to the outside world, so that even if I get old in the future, I will not regret it. I also want to become powerful and be respected by countless people, rather than settle accounts in this teahouse for a lifetime..."

Slowly, Li Mu's confused eyes seemed to become clearer and clearer, and he said to himself firmly: "Yes, I want to go out from here and see a colorful world; I want to work hard to become a big shot that everyone respects, let my family live a better life, and let my descendants be proud of me."

Looking at Li Mu, who was determined to become a hero, the old man seemed to see himself when he was a teenager.

Back then, I was exactly the same as Li Mu. I always felt that the world was beautiful and the world was passionate. As long as I closed my eyes and entered the world, I could become a hero that everyone admired. Those women were lined up to choose from...

The world is beautiful, but it is also dark, and the degree of darkness must be far beyond that of the beautiful.

Moreover, the young man seemed to understand that the hero was not just a title, it was also a culture and concept, carrying many noble qualities, lofty goals and lofty thoughts.

"I don't know if what I did this time is correct. I hope I can enter the grassland safely..." The old man whispered to himself, his thoughts seemed to float a little far away.

Shaking his head, the old man withdrew his thoughts, took out a dark rectangular sign from his arms, and handed it to Li Mu and said, "If one day, if you think you must go out and have a look, you can take this sign and walk south to the edge of the 100,000 mountains, find someone, and ask them to take you to a place called Qianshan Pavilion."

Li Mu took this strange brand curiously. The brand material is very special, neither gold nor wood, cut into a simple rectangle with the word "leaf" engraved on the front, and the word "Qianshan" engraved on the back.

"My surname is Ye, you just need to know this." The old man waved his hand and stopped Li Mu from asking questions. "Maybe this brand will bring disaster to you. Whether to collect or not depends on yourself."

"Then we will naturally have to accept it. Mr. Xilou said that a true hero needs to go through a lot of hardships before he can get the hero... Well, he can only get the respect of people in the martial arts world. I, Li Mu, cannot retreat no matter how I said it." For the sake of the hero in my heart, the young man said firmly.

The old man surnamed Ye smiled and stopped talking. He packed up everything, patted Li Mu's head, said hello to his third uncle, stepped on the noon sunshine, and left the teahouse.

"I will definitely become a hero." Seeing the old man slowly melting into the abortion's back, Li Mu held the wooden sign in his hand tightly and said with a longing look on his face.

Perhaps, the boy still didn’t understand what kind of place the world was?
Chapter completed!