Shengtian, the hotel.
Xue Zhao had just got off the plane and was packing his luggage in the room. There was a man next to him, who was slightly younger than him, and said while helping, "Brother, I have made appointments, and he will be here in a while."
"You're talking all kinds of hype on the phone, is this person reliable?" he asked.
"Tsk, don't you believe me? I'm usually annoyed by these things, but this one is really good at it. The last time we met, I didn't have much trouble. He clacked and said eight or nine Not far from ten."
"Heh, they may have figured out all about your family, so why are you pretending to be a ghost?" Xue Zhao laughed.
"That said, it's fate that I was able to find someone..."
The man was a little anxious, and said: "Even if he finds out about me, he can't know you, right? When you two meet, you will know if it's a mule or a horse."
"That's true." He nodded.
This person is called Chen Yu, and he is his friend, or in other words, a business family attached to the Xue family. The Chen family is doing business in Shengtian, and their status is comparable to that of the Zeng family, but the scope of business is relatively unpopular and there are not many contacts.
And the Xue family is a wealthy family in the capital. This kind of family is very low-key, and ordinary people seldom know it, so Chen Yu said the above words.
Xue Zhao brought a lot of luggage, and it took him a while to sort it out. Clothes and shoes were all that mattered. In the end, he even brought out a portable rice cooker and a bag of rice.
Chen Yu was taken aback, and asked, "Brother, have you been learning cooking recently?"
"How to learn cooking skills? I have a bad stomach, and the doctor said to drink some porridge to nourish myself. Anyway, it doesn't take much trouble."
Xue Zhao threw the rice cooker on the table and put it in his pocket seemingly casually. That bag was naturally Lingmi, which he had been eating for four or five days, a bowl of porridge every day.
As expected of a godsend, he obviously felt that his energy had become abundant, his sleep was solid, his morning erection was normal, and his mood was also somewhat broadened.
"Ding dong ding dong!"
At this moment, when the phone rang suddenly, Chen Yu picked it up and answered, "He's almost here, should I ask him to come up?"
"Let's go down." Xue Zhao thought for a while.
"good."
Chen Yu said a few more words before hanging up the phone and following the two of them out.
He lived on a high floor, on the 15th floor, and the two of them took the elevator down, Xue Zhao's expression was always subtle.
Ever since the matter of spiritual energy in the world spread among the powerful, every family has been secretly doing one thing: using the power of the underworld to search for folk masters all over the world.
It is said that there are more than 50,000 registered Taoist priests nationwide, and the files of each of them are held in the hands of the government. In the current environment, it is a national strategy for the government to concentrate resources and cultivate them in a unified manner. Each family doesn't have the guts and strength to play tricks secretly.
So they settle for the next best thing and turn to the folk.
Since ancient times, people have always had a perception that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers among the people, and high-ranking people emerge in large numbers. Ever since, things like fortune-telling by fortune-telling, name changes, Feng Shui good or bad luck, etc., have all become extremely popular.
Although ninety-nine percent of them are liars, there is only a one percent chance that each family will steal the show. What's more, Xue Zhao has already heard that several wealthy families in the capital have really been found, and they really have real skills.
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The cafe on the first floor of the hotel.
As soon as Xue Zhao arrived downstairs, he saw someone coming. This man was in his fifties, wearing ordinary short-sleeved thin trousers, and a pair of cloth shoes. At first glance, he looks like an old factory accountant who is about to retire, with a bit of shrewdness in the ordinary.
But looking at the face, one can see something extraordinary: the distance between the eyebrows and the eyes of this person is much larger than that of ordinary people, the nose is sharp and straight, and the lips are thick.
With such a combination of facial features, the first reaction is ugly, but after a few more glances, I feel that there is a very special temperament.
"This is Li Daoyu, this is my friend, come, sit down."
Chen Yu didn't mention Xue Zhao's name, and asked the two to sit down, and ordered some tea and dried fruit.
Xue Zhao was very interested, so he asked, "Mr. Li, are you a Taoist?"
"I have no teacher and no sect, so it can be regarded as an ancestral inheritance." Li Daoyu laughed.
"Heh, Xiao Chen has praised you a lot, so I'll take the liberty, what do you know?" He said directly.
"I know a lot of things, I don't know what you want to see?" The other party was very calm.
"Oh? How about you take a look at my face first?"
"Can."
Li Daoyu lowered his eyelids, looked at him carefully for half a minute, and then said: "I see that your head is round and short, your eyes are beautiful and clear, your eyebrows are wide and long, your head and tail are full, and they are high on your forehead. Wealth and honor. You are either an official or a rich man."
"..."
Xue Zhao was noncommittal, he came with Chen Yu, and Chen Yu is a local tyrant, so it doesn't mean much to be able to say these things.
Immediately afterwards, the other party said: "However, your forehead lines are curved like water, and the law lines are broken and damaged, especially the right lines. I offend you, is your mother still alive?"
"Hiss!"
Xue Zhao was shocked this time, his mother passed away a few years ago, not many people knew about it, how could this person see it
His thoughts fluctuated, and he didn't answer, but Li Daoyu looked at him, and then said: "Your palace is plump, and there is a straight line on the left and right cheekbones. This is another sign of gathering popularity and middle-aged luck. If I You guessed right, something good will happen to you recently."
have to!
Hearing this, Xue Zhao was convinced.
He got up quickly, poured a cup of tea for the other party, and said: "Mr. is indeed an expert, I was rude just now."
"Hehe, it's okay. There are too many pretending to be ghosts now, so it's a good thing to be on guard."
"Are you still working now?" he asked.
"Ashamed, I usually set up a small stall to sell used books, which is not as good as you."
"Then you have such a great ability, why don't you show it?"
"Hey, the ancestors have an order, don't disobey it."
Li Daoyu sighed, and said helplessly: "What's more, in the current society, I'm feudal and superstitious, and I don't want to cause that trouble. If it weren't for Xiao Chen and my fate, I wouldn't see you today."
The two chatted for a long time, but left Chen Yu aside. And Li Daoyu looked at the time, it was nearly six o'clock, and said: "It's getting late, I should go back."
"Sir, I'm staying in Shengtian for a while, and I'll visit tomorrow!" Although Xue Zhao was excited in his heart, he still had a sense of proportion on his face.
"Uh, that's okay, Xiao Chen knows my address."
Li Daoyu really looked like an ordinary person, rejected Xue Zhao's kindness, and rode his bicycle home by himself.
It happened to be the evening rush hour, the traffic was crowded, people were coming and going, and the streets were full of hustle and bustle. He was riding an old bicycle, moving forward in the rapids, but he seemed to be far away from his surroundings, which was quite strange and unique.
About half an hour later, Li Daoyu stopped at the downstairs of an old resident. This is a dormitory for employees of a certain unit. It has been for decades, and the residents are all old people.
He went upstairs with a thump, and he couldn't wait. The house has two bedrooms and one living room, the space is very small, and even the balcony is full of sundries.
He ran to the balcony and pulled a large box out of the mess. This box should be made of elm wood, the paint on the outside has been mottled for a long time, and there is a brass lock hanging on it.
"Snapped!"
The lock was opened, and there was a thick layer of red cloth inside. He took off the red cloth, a strange and fanatic flashed in his eyes, and with a stretch of his hand, he hugged a wooden niche more than a foot high.
This niche is long and square, and it is well maintained. It is made of blood-red wood and exquisitely carved. There are four gold characters engraved on the left and right sides:
The ancestor of Wuji, Sanyang III.