The Regent's Sweetheart

Chapter 339

The little cricket rushed over again, and began to bite the big cricket.

"Bite it quickly!!" At the last moment, Yan Anzhi's heart twitched, and even his brows frowned.

In the end, the big cricket was knocked to the ground again, and the game was decided.

But the little cricket still had no intention of stopping. The big cricket struggled, but in the end the struggle became smaller and smaller, and it was bitten to death like this.

The cricket of the old Taoist priest became the final winner, flaunting his power and chirping, showing off his achievements to everyone.

Staring at his own dead cricket, Yan Anzhi's eyes were annoyed, he let out a breath from his nostrils and said: "It's really useless, Bai Chang is so big!"

After all, he looked at the old Taoist priest. If he lost, he couldn't save himself from asking others for crickets, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

Looking at the Tai Chi on the Taoist robe of the old Taoist, he said, "Who are you? The Daxiangguo Temple is full of monks. You, a Taoist priest, are not afraid of being kicked out if you come to the monk's temple?"

The old Taoist laughed, Buddha Chen shook his head, put one hand on his chest, and leaned slightly: "The poor Taoist is a Taoist of Taiping."

"Taiping Daoist?" Yan Anzhi frowned, the name was quite good, and asked, "Why haven't I heard of you, my lord?"

He was quite interested in these Taoist priests for a while, and he also went to the Taoist temples around the capital to listen to lectures.

Such an old Taoist priest, how can he be regarded as an expert, why hasn't he heard of it at all?
So he asked, "Which one do you view?"

The old Taoist just said that his crickets would lose, could it be that the old Taoist already knew who would win and who would lose?

The old Taoist who claimed to be a Daoist of Taiping smiled heartily: "The poor Taoist has lived in seclusion for a hundred years and has never been born. The young master is only a year of studying, how can he hear of the poor Taoist?"

Haven't been born in a hundred years?Although the old Taoist priest has gray hair, like the Taibaijinxing in the portrait, but judging by his spirit, he doesn't look like an old man who is over a hundred years old.

Thinking of this, Yan Anzhi's curiosity was immediately aroused, and he immediately asked: "Old Taoist priest, how old are you now?"

The tone was not as arrogant as before, but a little more respectful.

The old Taoist just smiled and didn't answer his question, which made Yan Anzhi feel that the old Taoist was even more mysterious.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the cricket in the cage, the dead cricket was being swallowed by another one, he couldn't help feeling a little bit unbearable.

So he said: "Old Daoist, how did you know that my son will lose?"

"It's God's will, so don't worry about it, young master." It's obvious that he doesn't want to say more because he is so secretive.

It's like the saying that the secrets of the sky should not be leaked, and if leaked, Yang's life will be lost.

This is God's will, Yan Anzhi murmured, and looked at the old Taoist with a little surprise: "Do you know God's will?"

After asking, he felt unreliable, and said: "Old Taoist priest, if you know God's will, why don't you do the math for me and see what will happen to me in the future."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately raised his face so that the old Taoist could see clearly.

The old Taoist didn't look at him after hearing this, and he didn't seem to take the words to heart. There was a hint of a smile in his clear eyes, his lips under the white beard were slightly parted, and his tone was casual, and he asked: "Young master, the real dragon?" Body, God's will, why ask about the poor future?"

Yan Anzhi was shocked when he heard the four big characters of the body of a real dragon!The only one who can be called a dragon is the emperor. He is dressed like this, and he has never revealed his identity. How does the old Taoist in the depths of the Daxiangguo Temple know this?

(End of this chapter)