Linzi City, Qi State

Luo Xixian and the other two have been preparing in Linzi since they found out the news.

Especially when Luo Xixian saw the Qin State's manifesto of recruiting talents, she began her busy life. This was just Xuan Yingli's feeling, and the stupid bamboo was still happy, without knowing the "danger" approaching him.

On that day, Luo Xixian and the other two were about to go out, passed by a group of people and looked at each other.

Luo Xixian looked at the other party, looked at him carefully, and recalled the letters he had received a few days ago. It should be this group of people.

The other party was also looking at Luo Xixian and the other two. A girl was wearing two men of similar age. The girl looked faintly. The person she was looking for seemed to meet the one in front of her. She was about to go forward to talk, but when she saw the girl's eyes, she stopped her right foot that was about to step out and stood there again.

Luo Xixian withdrew his look and spoke directly to the other party: "Young master, please follow the little girl."

Yin Qin took the three brothers of the Yin family and an old man to the inn, and everyone who accompanied him was waiting outside.

After Luo Xixian sat down, he understood the Eight Trigrams and looked at your expression, as if he had something to do. How about meeting him, is fate? I will arrange a hexagram for you for free?"

The young man opposite was really stunned. Why was this girl a charlatan and the one who gave the gifts had never told him?

I think that he had met people from all over the country, such as Zhao Demin, the brother of the Han king who is good at treasure, Xiang Hui who is fond of fine wine, and the angry Wei Wushuang, who is not in front of him, he has no idea how to start. The girl just talks well, why bother? I can't understand it, and I feel a little panicked.

It turned out that the person in front of him was the attentiveness that disappeared into the night of Daliang, Wei State, and moved to Linzi, Qi State, with that team of carriages.

Yin Qin didn't know what to say: "Girl, I..."

"What do you think of me, young master, you are thinking about something in your heart, holding these three copper coins and shaking them six times." Luo Xixian unquestionably stuffed the copper coins into Yin Qin's hand.

He thought about what he was about to do like a puppet, and shook out the hexagram.

...

"Boy, you are lucky. The upper and lower Qian are the hexagrams, and this hexagram is also a different hexagram." Luo Xixian looked at the recorded six hexagrams, closed his eyes, then opened his eyes, pointed at the hexagram and said.

Boy, this girl is really proud, like Ah Huang in someone's family. If she has a tail, she must have soared into the sky.

Xuan Yingli, behind Luo Xixian, twitched unnaturally, and Leng Xiaoshuai turned around, turned his back to everyone, and his shoulders were twitching.

Luo Xixian, who saw the two of them, stopped talking to Yinchen, turned around and took them away with her.

After passing a corner, Luo Xixian was beaten up at the entrance of the alley, and muttered: "Okay, you two almost made me unable to get out of Taiwan, so you two laugh..." The two of them fled while begging for mercy, and then left the inn and heard from a distance that they didn't listen very seriously. They thought the three of them were playing, so they ignored them.

Just as he was about to set off, Mr. Yin, who had never shown up in the team, suddenly spoke: "Young Master, go to the south of the city quickly."

"Old Yin, why?" Yin Qin said in confusion.

"The girl just now explained the hexagram is the answer to the purpose of this trip." Old Yin replied.

"What does the hexagram mean?" Yin Qin was not in a hurry to leave, and asked in front of the inn gate.

"The upper and lower stems are the south, and the south is also fire. The old man refers to the Qian hexagram in the Eight Trigrams, which means the old man wearing red clothes in the south." Mr. Yin carefully disassembled the hexagram for attentiveness.

His attentive eyes were a little confused, and it was obvious that metaphysics was not in what he learned.

Mr. Yin approached Yin Qin and lowered his voice, "Do you still remember the purpose of this trip?"

Purpose? Who is he and what is he doing here? Yes, looking for someone...

"Looking for someone means going to the south of the city to find an old man in red clothes. I finally understand, Mr. Yin, hurry up, get on the carriage, let's hurry up, don't miss it." The group hurried towards the south of the city.

When the group left, three round heads poked out from behind the corner and breathed a sigh of relief. Luo Xixian thought to himself: I finally showed off my face, but I met a cow and taught me to play the piano for a while. The two of them quietly moved away from someone with their black blue eyes.

"Sister Luo, why do you want to help them?"

"Because I'm happy."

"Hehe..." Xuan Yingli looked so smirked.

"Ali, I still want to be beaten, right?" Luo Xixian raised his fist again.

"Miss, Ali knew he was wrong..."

...

While the three of them were having fun, the group of attentive people arrived in the south of the city. They saw an old man in red dress outside the city, with loose clothes, shaking a feather fan in his left hand and holding a wine gourd in his right hand. He was tilting his head to take a sip and riding the little donkey, leisurely and so happy.

The old man was getting farther and farther away, and he hurriedly took his followers to chase him.

On the Linzi River outside the city, I watched the donkey in the red-clothed old man chewing the grass on the ground. The old man was lying on the grass beside him, squinting his eyes, calves up, and humming a song.

Yin Qin walked forward and bowed, "I have met Mr. Qi."

The old man called Mr. Qi on the ground opened his eyes and looked at the handsome young man in front of him. He nodded and shook his head again.

Yin Qin asked, "Old Qi, why nodded and shook his head?"

Mr. Qi stood up and hurriedly went to help him, and he heard a reply in his ear: "Boy, I nodded because I think you are a good person, but I shake my head to ask you to go back. I can't help you."

Yin Qin said without any haste: "Old Qi, I brought some collections this time. Can you follow me to see?"

Yin Qin took Mr. Qi to the carriage beside him, and then Yin Qin took out only a volume of "Xiaoyaoyou" from the carriage, and Mr. Qi's eyes stuck to it and stopped turning.

Mr. Qi, a great scholar in Qi, liked the thoughts of Zhuang Zhou and Laozi, and was determined to find the great way from it, so he looked a little unrestrained and unruly. He always couldn't figure out the method, thinking that it was because of a hand-copied copy and had always wanted to find the original copy. He suddenly saw it this time, so why didn't he be fascinated?

Yin Qin smiled like a fox and asked, "Old Qi, do you still like it?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Qi glared at him fiercely: "Can I refuse? You have pinched these seven inches, and it's not bad at all."

"Oh~ Mr. Qi, this volume is given to you by your carriage, and other carriages are the reward for your help. This is the sincerity of the boy." Attentive was not afraid of Mr. Qi's glaring, and still answered with a smile.

"Hmph, I want to see, what else?"

"The Tao Te Ching, the Shan Hai Jing..." Mr. Qi in the carriage kept exclaiming.

Watching Mr. Qi return to the city with a carriage, Mr. Yin asked, “Is it feasible?”
Chapter completed!