Why do so many people always believe in lies?

Because if things are concerned, they will be disregarded. At this time, no matter how bad the lies are, they will have their credibility. The parties involved have lost their judgment, and the lies will naturally be easily believed. Especially this credible lie comes from the mouth of the Chen family who has always been honest and timid and cowardly, and the credibility is a little higher.

The butler sneaked into his wife's chest. If this matter hit Housekeeper Chen's head, Housekeeper Chen would be so unfair that he could not stand up for his eyes. His grief and anger were approaching Yue Fei of the Storm Pavilion back then.

As for how Butler Chen explained to Chen Siliu that he didn't glance at his wife's chest at all, then what kind of impression would Chen Siliu have in his heart that "no silver here is three hundred taels", and what kind of consequences would Butler Chen end up...

These are no longer Xiao Fan's business.

It's like a naughty cat playing with yarn balls, making the yarn messy. The owner will always be the owner, so the cat doesn't have to worry too much.

Xiao Fan is the cat who has been messed up with yarn and left nothing behind.

The cat is now taking light steps, like a drop of tiny water drops, circulating into the bustling Jiangpu County Street.

Everything is so novel and so strange. Standing on the noisy street, Xiao Fan felt very panicked. He was like a child lost by his parents, staring blankly at the people on the street, and was at a loss for a moment, not knowing where to go.

This is a real ancient street. The streets are paved with rectangular bluestones. Small buildings or shops with white walls and gray tiles on both sides of the street stand quietly, carved railings and phoenix eaves, and the eaves rolled up like meteors. Everything is so ancient. A man wearing a coarse cloth shirt, a scholar wearing soft silk satin, or even a young woman in red and green, passes by one by one. Vendors are hawking along the street, and from time to time pass by several government runners in soap clothes, patting the iron ruler in their hands, and swaying across the street.

Xiao Fan's eyes gradually became a little confused.

Is this the Ming Dynasty? The Ming Dynasty, which has existed for 276 years in the long river of history?

This Zhu family dynasty, which is full of suffering from the people and shows the tenacious life of grassroots, is like a charming girl, lifting the corner of her mysterious veil, quietly and slowly presenting her delicate face to Xiao Fan.

Now this dynasty is emitting its vitality. In the 29th year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang had been conquering the world for less than 30 years. This dynasty carries the important historical responsibility and has just begun its long journey...

Standing in the busy city, Xiao Fan was filled with emotion for a moment, and his long-silent heart gradually became turbulent, and his eyes that were not wavering in the waves also shining brightly - it would be great if he could travel back to modern times! Theoretically, it would be very valuable to pick up a few porcelain bowls for others to eat here, and it would be very valuable to sell them back to modern times. What a rare business opportunity...

Therefore, people cannot have greed. Once they have greed, bad luck will follow.

Just as Xiao Fan was filled with emotion, a dirty hand that could not be distinguished from his true nature was put on Xiao Fan's shoulder, and a black claw mark was left on his long white-washed long gown, which looked like it had been scratched by Mei Chaofeng, which was particularly eye-catching.

In a strange environment, Xiao Fan was highly vigilant to the outside world. As soon as the dirty hand was put on his shoulder, Xiao Fan suddenly jumped forward with a fierce reaction, and turned around quickly, staring at the master of the hand with caution.

The owner of the hand was an old man, to be precise, an old Taoist priest, or to be precise, a sloppy, like an old Taoist priest who had just been dug out of the garbage dump.

He was wearing a dark and dirty Taoist robe, holding a whisk that was as tangled as a rag, his hair was messy, his gray hair was combed upwards, and he tied it into a bun on his head, and then fixed it with a short wooden branch obliquely. His face was full of vicissitudes, his skin on his face was dry and cracked, black and white. I don’t know if it was not washed or someone beaten up and he was injured, but the corners of his mouth were grinning, and most of the missing teeth emitted a yellow light in the sun, like a city gate that was broken by the enemy, with a few green vegetable leaves in the middle...

At this moment, the sloppy old Taoist priest was grinning at Xiao Fan. His other hand was calm and powerful, holding a dirty banner in his hand, with four crooked words written on it: "The iron mouth is broken."

Seeing this banner, Xiao Fan immediately understood who he met.

To be polite, this is a religious person who practices in the world. To be honest, this is a scammer who uses fortune telling to deceive people for a living. There are many such scammers in the streets of his previous life. What is surprising is that for thousands of years, although these scammers have emerged one after another and have many tricks, their image has not changed. They are whisks, Taoist robes, and a mysterious face. Zhuang Zhou turned into a butterfly smile. It turns out that this set of standard equipment used to deceive people has been passed down for more than 600 years. If they can travel back again, Xiao Fan feels that this set of equipment should be applied as a world cultural heritage.

The old Taoist priest used his dirty black hand to stroke the immortal style Taoist beard, and then said something unfathomable enough to attract anyone's attention: "Your young man, you have a bad omen!"

Xiao Fan was immediately displeased, frowned and subconsciously said: "You only have a bra, your whole family has a bra!"

As we all know, the most feared thing about liars in the world is that they ignore him. If you talk to him, it means that you are entangled by him. If you are not lucky, you may be entangled by him for the rest of your life.

Many years later, whenever Xiao Fan recalled the scene of meeting with a sloppy Taoist priest, he would always sigh with sighs: If he ignored him at that time, or simply made up his mind to stab him, how wonderful this world would be...

After Xiao Fan said this, he suddenly felt something was wrong because he found that the sloppy Taoist priest's eyes were lit, and his eyes looked like he saw a silly roe deer falling into a hunter's trap.

Before he could react, the sloppy Taoist priest made a move like lightning and grabbed Xiao Fan's wrist. Xiao Fan's wrist immediately printed another bright black claw print, which was as dazzling as if he was hit by a black sand palm.

"You have bad omens, you really have bad omens!" The old Taoist priest looked serious, like a doctor who declared the patient to be a late stage of cancer.

Xiao Fan glanced at him sideways, his face gradually getting gloomy: "Let go! Otherwise I will beat you!"

The old Taoist priest immediately let go, and at the same time obediently used his dirty hands to wipe the black claw marks on Xiao Fan's wrist. As a result, the black claw marks became blurred and the whole wrist became black.

The old Taoist priest smiled embarrassedly: "I don't lie, you really have bad omen."

Xiao Fan had seen this kind of liar in his previous life, how could he be fooled by him?

So Xiao Fan hummed, raised his legs and left.

The old Taoist priest was anxious and chased after him and shouted, which forced Xiao Fan to stop.

"You are possessed by a demon, and the disaster is not far away!"

Xiao Fan was shocked and immediately turned around and looked at the old Taoist priest. - Everyone knows that Xiao Fan is a time traveler, and a time traveler who possesses and takes over the body. If it were in this era, he was indeed possessed by a monster, and that monster was himself.

Originally this was a secret that no one knew, but now he was shouted out by an old Taoist priest on the noisy street. As a monster, he certainly felt guilty and felt like White Snake met Fahai. At the same time, he also felt sincere admiration for the old Taoist priest's fiery eyes, which was the beginning of the tragedy of this book.

"How do you know that I was possessed by a demon?" Xiao Fan asked curiously.

The old Taoist priest hummed, looking arrogant: "I am an unparalleled master, of course I can see it at a glance..."

Xiao Fan looked at him suspiciously: "Are you an expert?"

The old Taoist priest stroked the beard of the immortal style Taoist bone: "I have been practicing in Zhongnan Mountain, astronomy, geography, five elements, eight trigrams, and Yishuhe maps. Do you think I am a master?"

Xiao Fan looked at his Taoist robe that seemed to be dug out of the garbage dump and frowned and said, "To be honest, you said you were practicing in Zhongnan Mountain, and it really doesn't look like... If you say you were a tomb robber in Zhongnan Mountain, I would rather believe it..."

The old Taoist priest was unhappy: "Hey, how do you speak? Are you afraid of being blamed by the Buddha for such a slander? "

"Buddha? Are you not a Taoist priest? Taoist priest worships Buddha?"

"Ahem, the so-called "one method is known to be enlightened, all methods are known to be enlightened, and Buddhism is originally a family, and you won't understand this... if you say it deeply."

Xiao Fan's mind was a little confused. He shook his head hard and ignored the statement of "Buddhism and Taoism". This sloppy Taoist priest saw through his own evil spirit at first sight. He just wanted to know how profound the Taoist priest had.

"What does it mean when you said I was possessed by a demon?"

When Xiao Fan asked this, his hands, which were in his wide sleeves, clenched tightly into fists. He secretly decided that if this old Taoist priest used words such as "Man is born by a person, and demon is born by a demon", he would beat the old bastard so much that he didn't even recognize him...

Fortunately, the old Taoist priest was a very real charlatan. He smiled unfathomably and said, "Do you want to know?"

Xiao Fan nodded: "I want to!"

The old Taoist priest rolled his eyes, stretched out his black hand, pretended to calculate on his index finger and middle finger, and then suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the front with a serious look. After a while, he reached out and pointed to the southeast, as if he had discovered the demonic energy, and said in a deep voice: "Follow me!"

Xiao Fan's heart sank. This old Taoist priest really has some Taoism. He looks very profound and should not be underestimated.

So Xiao Fan no longer hesitated and raised his legs without hesitation to follow the old Taoist priest.

The two crossed the street one by one and one behind, and walked dozens of steps along the street. The old Taoist priest pinched the direction while walking, muttering something in his mouth. Finally, he had a meal and stopped in front of a restaurant.

The old Taoist priest looked up at the restaurant sign, his face full of solemnity, and said in a deep voice: "It's here."

Xiao Fan's pupils shrank violently: "What does this... have to do with the monster?"

The old Taoist priest shook his head in a mysterious way: "It doesn't matter."

Xiao Fan's expression became more and more admiring: "Then why did you bring me here?"

The old Taoist priest glanced at him: "Don't you want to know how I saw that you were possessed by a demon?"

"right."

"I'll tell you everything if you treat me to a meal."
Chapter completed!