Wen Zhuo saw that I didn’t speak for a long time and kept looking at the opposite three people. They also realized something. Look up at Cui Jia. Their eyebrows are also wrinkled. The more they are behind them, the more they may know that my physiognomy is rare, but nothing happened for a long time. They waited quietly behind me without saying a word.
Wen Zhuo suddenly smiled and leaned over next to me and pointed to Cui Bing to write or answer.
"I’ll test this word."
I glanced at Wen Zhuo from the side of my head and saw his eyes. I also knew that Wen Zhuo should be very clear that these three people were in trouble with each other, but I didn’t see that he had answers. I looked up and was about to ask questions when I heard Cui Bing across the street say
"It doesn’t matter who measures it, but it’s said that if you break your life first, I hope you lay people will think it over and measure it again."
"The second personal test is still herringbone" Wen Zhuo blurted out without thinking and casually added, "If it weren’t for herringbone, the trouble wouldn’t be that we three Taoist priests would die together."
The three people across the street were slightly stunned. It was only a moment’s hesitation. I knew that Wen Zhuo was right, because the expressions of the three people across the street were slightly surprised and nai.
"I heard that the layman bluntly said that a person will still be a herringbone and don’t know the herringbone?" Cui Bingchi’s suspicion flashed and he quickly recovered his composure. He asked Wen Zhuo with dignity.
Wen Zhuo pointed to the paper herringbone a serious answer.
"I don’t think it’s a herringbone Taoist priest. Since the single name is a C, I’ll lend you this C word. C word is a word, and if a person wants to go out, there is only one word left."
"…" Cui Bing paused again, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. He was puzzled. "I measured it as a herringbone, but my name was measured as a word. Even if it is a word according to what you said, do you want to say that a person measures it as a herringbone?"
"Three Taoist priests share the same life, one goes out, and the other two are bound to follow each other. The word" one word "means that one person will also measure people."
Cui Bing suddenly became a little happy after listening to his expression, as if he was a shoo-in, and he didn’t evaluate whether Wen Zhuo was right or not. Cui Yi got the message and slowly picked up the pen tip and fell on the paper. Judging from his pen movement and direction, the word he was going to write could not be herringbone. Once Cui Yi was asked to write this word, even if he lost a word, he would lose six lives. No, I said this is also the place I have been worried about.
It is reasonable to say that I can calculate that the second person wants to write according to the face and heart of the opposite person, but it is not a trick for the three of them to share the same life, but others are born by heart and the three of them are just the opposite. They can do whatever they want. It is possible for them to write words
I was secretly surprised, but Wen Zhuo next to me didn’t seem to panic at all. Cui Yi said unhurriedly before writing
"If the second person doesn’t write herringbone, it will be in big trouble."
Cui Yi’s pen hovered over the paper, perhaps because he heard that Wen Zhuo’s words were not quite right. Cui Bing also looked up to see Wen Zhuo thoughtfully.
"I heard that the layman made this statement?"
"You write people’s words and ask questions, and you are three people with one heart. If there are people who are not herringbone, you should have your name. One C and one person leave the house, and there are two people who are separated and damaged. Presumably, the three Taoist priests also know that the three of you have the same life, one person is dead and three people are dead." Wen Zhuo suddenly pointed to me with a casual smile and said, "If there are two people left, they will be in front of them every day. Otherwise, I am afraid it will be a fate."
When Wen Zhuo said this, my mouth slowly looked up. Although these three people share the same life, they can’t share the same heart, but because of the same life, they still have to be faithful to each other. How can I forget this or Wen Zhuo react cleverly?
Cui Yi slowly looked up, first to see a face of new smile, then Wen Zhuo’s eyes fell on me thoughtfully and nodded. Finally, we looked at his paper and re-written the word, and it was still a word.
"I heard that the layman’s assessment of the situation is superb, so I borrowed the sentence before the layman, I still write the word, and I will help you test it again."
"Excuse me, what is the Taoist priest testing again?"
Cui Yi took a glance at Wen Zhuo and sat very seriously and answered seriously.
"My three teachers taught Tianshi from the palm of Dragon and Tiger Mountain that talent is dull, even if it is difficult to grow. I heard that the layman said that it is good that all three of me have died once. Please measure how many people are left in their birthday?"
Taoism doesn’t ask about longevity, which is taboo. I didn’t expect Cui Yi to actually measure the longevity. Wen Zhuo’s Taoist practice and I don’t know each other, and so does it. Since Wen Zhuo is the first, I motioned Wen Zhuo to continue to measure it.
"I’m afraid I’ll bother to test the word".
Cui Yi saw that I asked Wen Zhuo to test the emphasis and stressed that the written words were pushed back to me. I don’t know if he tried my weight or if he saw that I hadn’t spoken.
I didn’t shirk to look at Cui Yi’s handwriting in front of me, take a deep breath and lightly answer.
"I don’t know if I should say the word longevity, even if it is ominous."
"Qin Jushi said that the three of us have died once, and we have a life and death. It has long been seen that the Taoist family keeps on living their lives. Qin Jushi can support other people’s lives and I believe that Qin Jushi’s accomplishments are extraordinary. I will borrow a word from Qin Jushi." Cui Yi said to me calmly and calmly, "Just bother Qin Jushi and I will celebrate my birthday."
I thought for a moment and sighed silently. The word "longevity" is a big killer. If I don’t say anything at ordinary times, I won’t say anything more, but Cui Yi will not say it to this extent. Even if I don’t say it, I will lose his life and still hold my hand.
"Three Taoist priests share the same life. Just now, my friend measured the first word Cui Bing’s character. One of them left the room alone, and the two of them asked for longevity. It can be seen that longevity is determined by heaven and no longer a Taoist hand."
"Of course, the three of me know this, but all scholars know that God’s will is hard to violate the principle of life and death. I don’t insist on it." Cui Yi suddenly looked at me with a calm face. "Please continue to talk about Qin Jushi."
It’s a pity that the first person in the spring didn’t respond to Cui Bingxian’s word "Shouzi". Since the three of you have the same life, is there any reason? "Cui Yi and I looked at each other with answers." It’s a sunny day, and we can see how many or three Taoist priests are left to celebrate their birthday … "
In physiognomy, it is generally extremely cautious to cut off the life of people. After all, it is a matter of separation between heaven and man. Even if you know it, you will rarely tell the truth. It is even more taboo to cut off the life of Taoist family. Speaking of this, I don’t know how to continue at the moment.
Cui Yi saw that I had said all this. Cui Bing and Cui Jia also looked at each other with him. Finally, Cui Yi was calm and dignified and said to me
"But it doesn’t matter that the three of us want to know when the longevity is broken. If the Qin layman can’t talk about it, the three of us can’t measure it."
I rubbed my forehead, and the three men were so aggressive that I couldn’t stop their mouths if I didn’t say anything. I was silent for a moment and answered seriously.
"The word" longevity "means that the spring is broken until the next spring is warm, and the three Taoist priests celebrate their birthday, even if they are exhausted, it will be the time for the three to die."
"Spring flowers in the coming year …" Cui Yi repeated what I said thoughtfully and muttered, "So, the three of me have a few months left to celebrate their birthday."
"If I break my words according to the word, I still hope that the three Taoist priests will be honest." As I said, my eyes fell on Cui Yi’s word, which seemed to remind me of something. "But there is something strange about the word Taoist, although it is fate, but it is not necessarily …"
"Qin Jushi, how do you say this?" Cui Yi asked