Save the people of the world from danger
Yan Liqiang's eyes flashed as he looked at the Taoist-looking man in front of him. He didn't know if this man was a liar or just talking nonsense in order to escape. Yan Liqiang never thought that he could wear such a big hat even in his dreams. These outsiders who roamed the world often could say that the living were dead, and the dead were alive. They were also very good at guessing other people's minds. They kept talking about the will of heaven, the people, and the country, and all kinds of mysterious means to make you fall into their trap without knowing it and be led by them. The liars in the previous life were nothing but scum in front of these people.
It’s just… If Xu Lang and the others arranged such a person to set a trap for me, I really don’t know what they are trying to do. Besides, isn’t it a bit too much for me
"Do you know Xu Lang?" Yan Liqiang suddenly asked directly, and then stared at the Taoist's expression, especially the subtle changes in his pupils. This was also a "little trick" that Yan Liqiang mastered in his previous life. He could judge whether a person was lying by the changes in his pupils and facial expressions.
"I have never seen Xu Lang, but I heard in the past few days in the imperial capital that a man named Xu Lang dueled with someone on a life and death stage, but was shot by a hidden arrow, which caused a lot of sensation!" The Taoist smiled and said calmly.
From the expression on the Taoist's face and the changes in his pupils, Yan Liqiang discovered that the Taoist was not lying, or rather, the Taoist's ability to lie had far exceeded his imagination.
Yan Liqiang's mind raced, and after looking at the Taoist priest twice, he suddenly let go of his hand, turned around and walked out of the alley without saying a word.
The Taoist priest was slightly stunned, then hurriedly followed.
"Don't follow me anymore, or don't blame me for being rude to you!" Yan Liqiang didn't turn around, but just paused slightly and said coldly.
The footsteps behind him suddenly stopped. Yan Liqiang had just taken a few steps out of the alley when suddenly, the Taoist's voice sounded behind him again.
"Could it be that you are really indifferent to the catastrophe that happened four years later?"
Just this one sentence made Yan Liqiang's body feel like being electrocuted. Yan Liqiang stopped, slowly turned his head and looked at the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest was still standing there, looking at Yan Liqiang with eyes as calm as water.
"what did you just say?"
"I say, Sir, are you really indifferent to the catastrophe that happened four years later?"
The corners of Yan Liqiang's mouth twitched, and then he pointed at the Taoist priest and cursed, "Psycho, you bastard, have you taken too many pills and your head is confused? What big disaster or not, you are dreaming, do you know who I am and who I feed you? If you dare to talk nonsense to me again and confuse people here, be careful or I will send you to see the officials and have them chop off your head!"
After cursing the Taoist priest loudly, Yan Liqiang turned around and walked quickly out of the alley without stopping.
"I live in Bailong Temple on Xiaoyun Mountain outside the capital city. If you want to see me, you can come to Bailong Temple to find me anytime!" The Taoist priest was still speaking behind Yan Liqiang, but Yan Liqiang did not stop.
"A young man in a green shirt holding a golden cup, enters Xihua at noon on the 28th. God's will is unpredictable, but the right path in the world is full of vicissitudes!"
When Yan Liqiang walked out of the alley, the Taoist priest's strange singing still floated into Yan Liqiang's ears. Yan Liqiang turned around, but the Taoist priest was no longer in the alley.
Yan Liqiang looked at the green shirt he was wearing today and the bunch of marigolds in his hand. Although he appeared calm on the surface, his heart was already in turmoil with a strange feeling. If the Taoist's words before still made Yan Liqiang a little wary, then when the Taoist mentioned the catastrophe four years later, Yan Liqiang's heart had already lost its composure. In the Taoist's last song, the first two sentences seemed to be about himself entering the imperial capital from Xihua Gate this afternoon wearing a green shirt and holding marigolds, but the last sentence "The righteous path of the world is vicissitudes of life" was a little unusual, because this sentence was a poem by Yan Liqiang's ancestor in his previous life.
Who is this Taoist priest
How did he know about the catastrophe that would happen four years later
Also, what was the meaning of him meeting me here today and saying those words? And that line from Taizu's poem, was it a pure coincidence, or was it meant to hint at something
Countless questions appeared in Yan Liqiang's mind, making Yan Liqiang's heart a mess.
Yan Liqiang stood blankly on the street for a long time before he finally gathered his thoughts, put aside his doubts and worries, took a deep breath of air, identified the direction, and then walked towards the Ganzhou Guild Hall.
…
The Ganzhou Guild Hall is located on Qianju Street in the Imperial Capital. The entire guild hall covers an area of more than ten acres and is divided into several huge courtyards. It is magnificent and very impressive. All states of the Han Empire have guild halls in the Imperial Capital. This guild hall is a bit like a combination of the states’ offices in Beijing and chambers of commerce. Officials and businessmen from all states who come to the Imperial Capital can live in this guild hall as long as they have some status and connections. In addition, the guild hall can also entertain guests and inquire about various news of the Imperial Capital. For many foreigners who come to the Imperial Capital, the guild halls of various states are the places they trust most in the Imperial Capital.
Outside the gate of the Ganzhou Guild Hall, there were four people who looked like guards standing. Yan Liqiang came to the door of the Ganzhou Guild Hall, looked up at the sign of the Ganzhou Guild Hall, and then walked into the guild hall.
"My dear little brother, this is the Ganzhou Guild Hall. If you want to sell flowers, please go somewhere else!" The four guards looked at Yan Liqiang, and a guard in his twenties stepped forward and politely stopped Yan Liqiang.
Yan Liqiang was young and immature, a fifteen-year-old boy who had not yet completed his coming-of-age ceremony. In addition, he was holding a bunch of marigolds in his hand and was dressed in ordinary clothes, not outstanding. The guards at the door actually thought he was selling flowers. Yan Liqiang didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
"I'm here to look for someone!" Yan Liqiang said.
As soon as Yan Liqiang spoke, his familiar Ganzhou accent stunned the guard who was blocking Yan Liqiang for a moment, and his expression relaxed a little. "Who is this little brother looking for?"
"I'm looking for..." Yan Liqiang was about to speak when a familiar voice suddenly appeared behind him, "Liqiang..."
Yan Liqiang turned around and saw a gorgeous carriage just arrived at the gate of the guild hall. Lu Peien showed a surprised face from the carriage window...
(End of this chapter)