Real masters hide their secrets. Chu Xinian sat quietly at the street corner for a long time, neither soliciting customers nor soliciting business, which had attracted the attention of many people. Coupled with his extraordinary temperament, he really seems to have the demeanor of an outsider.
When the fat rich man heard Chu Xinian's words, his movements suddenly froze and his expression became uncertain. He simply threw Xuan Yeping away and walked straight towards Chu Xinian. The handsome man with a golden sword sat across from him.
The fat rich man cupped his hands in front of Chu Xinian, and with a hint of awe in his words, he asked tentatively: "Dare you ask me your name?"
Chu Xinian closed his eyes calmly and did not reveal any information: "I am a poor man who is an ascetic cultivator. He has long abandoned his skin in the world of mortals and has no name or surname."
The fat rich man thought he was mysterious, but when he heard this, he felt even more admired in his heart. He sighed aloud: "The Taoist priest really has magical powers. To be honest, my surname is indeed Zhou. I just came out of Rouge Tower on South Street."
Rouge House is the busiest brothel nearby, and this week the rich man turns out to be a lecherous person.
The people gathered around to watch the fun, pointing and saying: "Oh, my God, does this Taoist priest really have some magical powers?"
"Isn't it just a name? Who in this area doesn't know Mr. Zhou? Not only do I know his surname is Zhou, but I also know how many wives he has married in his family. Then wouldn't I also become a fortune teller?"
Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this, but Chu Xinian remained as motionless as a mountain.
Rich Master Zhou listened to the words of the crowd, and he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious in his heart. He looked at Chu Xinian silently with a pair of mung bean-sized eyes, then took out an ingot of silver from his arms and banged it on the table: "I would also like to ask the Taoist Master to calculate other things. If the calculation is accurate, this ingot will The money will belong to the Taoist priest, but if the calculation is not accurate..."
He sneered twice and was about to say something threatening when the man in black behind the chief suddenly slapped his hand on the table. When he raised his hand again, the silver ingot was directly turned into a silver cake.
Xie Jingyuan's eyes were condensed, and he asked in a dangerous tone: "What do you want to do?"
Rich Man Zhou was frightened when he saw this. He didn't expect Xie Jingyuan to be a master. He was speechless for a long time. At this moment, Chu Xinian opened his mouth to come to the rescue: "Master Zhou, my disciple was born in the mountains and fields since he was a child. He doesn't know etiquette, so don't be surprised."
Hearing this, Xie Jingyuan glanced at Chu Xinian and curled his lips, feeling very dissatisfied with his behavior of taking advantage of him. You can't even break chopsticks, but you still want to be your own master
Mr. Zhou wiped the sweat from his face and could only smile and said: "No problem... No problem..."
Chu Xinian motioned to Mr. Zhou to extend his hand: "When we meet, we are destined to meet you. How about your palm reading?"
Wealthy Zhou got what he wanted. After hearing this, he immediately stretched out his hand and spread it flatly in front of Chu Xinian: "Please ask the Taoist priest to calculate my fortune."
Chu Xinian calmly observed the lines on his palms, and found that although Rich Master Zhou was covered in gold and silver, his palms were covered with thick old calluses, his fingers were rough, and there was a trace of a leash left by cattle grazing all year round at the tiger's mouth.
Chu Xinian closed his eyes and stroked his fake beard, and said eight words: "First bitter, then sweet, start from scratch."
The people watching thought it was impossible. The rich man Zhou had a lot of money, so how could he be considered miserable? Rich Master Zhou's eyes lit up when he heard this. He did not speak, but waited quietly for Chu Xinian's next words.
Chu Xinian saw that he was dressed luxuriously, with a very light rouge on his collar, and four or five sachets embroidered by different women on his waist. He said slowly: "The glory has been obtained, but it has been covered with powder." Mistaken by female lust.”
Rich Man Zhou chuckled and scratched the back of his head: "Who doesn't like beautiful beauties?"
Chu Xinian noticed three slender nail marks on the back of his neck, which were already scabbed. Although his cheeks were red from drinking, if he looked closely, he could easily find light red marks, as if he had been slapped by someone.
Chu Xinian took his pulse without trace and found that his kidneys were deficient and his internal organs had been hollowed out by alcohol and sex. It is usually difficult for such people to have offspring. He slowly retracted his hand, closed his eyes and shook the tortoise shell: "Mr. Zhou has had a fight with a woman recently. Avoid it when you should. Don't miss your own destiny. You have no children yet. If you want to continue to have heirs, you must change your fate."
Wealthy Zhou looked surprised when he heard this, thinking how Chu Xinian knew all this. His doubts disappeared, and he wished he could offer him up as a living god. He said in an excited tone: "The Taoist master has calculated it! To tell you the truth, my... The wife of the wife is very fierce and has not been pregnant for many years. I have no choice but to take a concubine to raise a child. However, she is causing trouble with me every day. It is really annoying, please help me!"
Chu Xinian shook out three copper coins from the turtle shell and pretended to calculate for a moment: "If you want to change your luck, there is a way, but I don't know if Mr. Zhou can do it."
Rich Man Zhou quickly pricked up his ears and said, "Taoist Master, you might as well speak frankly."
Just by looking at Mr. Zhou's words and deeds just now, you can tell that he is a bully and a scoundrel in this street. Chu Xinian moved the first copper coin in front of him: "First, you have few blessings and few friends. You need to do more good deeds, build bridges and pave roads, so that you can accumulate negative virtue."
Rich Man Zhou nodded repeatedly. He indeed had few friends and no close friends.
Chu Xinian moved the second copper coin in front of him: "Second, you will suffer a bloody disaster in the near future, which will cost you a lot of life. Don't go out for half a year."
Rich Man Zhou nodded repeatedly after hearing the first two, and asked: "Taoist Priest, what about the third one?"
"This is the third one..." Chu Xinian moved the last copper coin in front of him and pointedly said, "In the land of fireworks, there are all kinds of people, you are a lucky person, so you have achieved great success in the future, but you are like hanging around. If you are in the pile, your luck will be swallowed up by the wine and become lighter and weaker.”
There are no fools in business. Rich Master Zhou suddenly realized after hearing this: "The Taoist Master wants to advise me to do good deeds, go out less often, and avoid drinking and sex. Is this right?"
Chu Xinian smiled and said nothing, and only said: "I only calculate one hexagram a day. Today's hexagram has been calculated. Mr. Zhou can leave."
If he was like an ordinary charlatan and talked about the dark hall being darkened and being haunted by demons, and that he needed to spend money to ward off disasters, Rich Master Zhou would never believe it. But the words he used to persuade people to do good without any threats or intimidation made people feel that he was even more extraordinary.
Upon seeing this, the rich man Zhou took out two large silver ingots from his arms and handed them to Chu Xinian with both hands respectfully: "Thank you for your words of gold and jade, Taoist priest. I don't have much wealth, but I only have gold and silver. Please accept it with a smile."
However, Chu Xinian did not accept it. Shi Shiran stood up and shook his sleeves and robe: "I am an outsider, so I don't need gold or silver. I have a fate with Mr. Zhou today, so why not give you a hexagram."
After speaking, he told Xie Jingyuan: "Disciple, let's go."
Xie Jingyuan didn't move.
He didn't realize that Chu Xinian was calling him.
Chu Xinian glanced at him: "Disciple, are you still not leaving?"
Only then did Xie Jingyuan come to his senses, glared at him angrily, packed up the stall and left with him.
The people watching were amazed and sighed: "This is an expert. Look, he doesn't even need a penny. If I had known it, I would have asked him to tell his fortune."
"That won't work. The Taoist priest said that you can only tell one fortune a day. Look, they have gone outside the city. You can try it tomorrow."
Xuan Yeping was almost knocked off the stall, and he was still frightened as he stood nearby. When he saw Chu Xinian leaving after calculating the divination, he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, thinking, could he really be some kind of living god
When he thought about this, he didn't even set up a stall. He quickly packed up his things and followed Chu Xinian quietly in the direction he left just now.
Xie Jingyuan and Chu Xinian walked slowly outside the city gate, and soon spotted him. They looked back without leaving a trace, and said with a hint: "There is a follower following him."
Chu Xinian smiled and corrected him: "It's not a follower, but a caught fish."
Xie Jingyuan lifted his bamboo hat with the hilt of his sword. He felt that Chu Xinian was really strange. He seemed to have more secrets than himself: "How did you know that the fat rich man's surname was Zhou?"
Chu Xinian smiled lightly: "He wears a jade pendant around his waist with the word 'zhou' engraved on it."
Xie Jingyuan raised his eyebrows: "Then how did you know he came from the south?"
Chu Xinian said: "His collar has the rouge mark on the girl's lips, and he smells of alcohol and powder. He must have come from the Chu Pavilion, a brothel. There is a Rouge Pavilion not far from here, so it's not difficult to guess."
Xie Jingyuan snorted: "General, I thought you really knew how to tell fortunes."
"Who said I can't?" Chu Xinian curled his lips slightly, took Xie Jingyuan's hand, pretended to look at his palm prints, and after a moment said: "The general is a man who will have a good future."
"Later blessing" represents "previous suffering".
Xie Jingyuan looked at him deeply: "What kind of post-fufa?"
Chu Xinian walked with him to the outskirts of the city. There was a lot of green grass sprouting on the roadside and the bushes were getting darker: "Then it depends on what the general wants. The general's future blessing is that everything he wants comes true. Are you satisfied? ?”
Xie Jingyuan didn't know why, but he felt a little empty in the palm of his hand. He unconsciously grabbed Chu Xinian's hand, laughed at himself, and said to himself: "You are not a god. You can't keep your words. I won't be able to say that my body will be in a different place in the future." , there will be no bones left, it may not end well..."
Xie Jingyuan knew that he and the prince had taken a dangerous path and could never look back.
"If I say yes, then yes."
Chu Xinian closed his eyes calmly. He had never been so sure about anything. He knew that Xie Jingyuan would have a good ending, and this ending would definitely be given by himself in the future.
Before they knew it, they had reached the woods on the outskirts of the city.
Chu Xinian stopped by the lake and asked Xie Jingyuan in a low voice: "Is he still following?"
Xie Jingyuan hummed: "Ten steps away."
Chu Xinian took out a stack of yellow paper charms from his sleeve: "General, just do as I said before."
Xie Jingyuan's eyelids couldn't help but twitch when he heard Chu Xinian mention this matter. Although he didn't want to do it, he had no choice but to do it.
He coughed twice, deliberately raised his voice and asked, "Master, what are you doing?"
It could be heard that he said the word "Master" with great reluctance through gritted teeth.
Xuan Yeping was hiding behind the woods and observing their situation. Chu Xinian waved his sleeves and the yellow talisman in his hand ignited out of thin air and landed on the lake. Then there was a sudden explosion in the water and countless splashes. He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Chu Xinian's voice was heavy: "There is a person in this lake who died in vain. His resentment is so high that he will become a ghost in seven days. I will do my best to drive him away to avoid causing harm to the world."
Xie Jingyuan held the sword in both hands and read the lines without emotion: "It's all my fault that my disciple is stupid and can't learn the master's special skills. If the mantle is lost in the future, the disciple will be responsible for his death. Master might as well accept another disciple."
Chu Xi elder sighed and said: "The world is stupid, even if I am a teacher, I would like to accept more disciples, but it is a pity that I have not met the right person so far. It doesn't matter, maybe this is what fate should be."
After saying this, he shook his sleeves and robe, and was about to take Xie Jingyuan away. However, before taking two steps, Xuan Yeping suddenly ran out from the side and knelt down in front of him with a thud: "Immortal, stay here!"
The fish is hooked...
Chu Xinian took a step back, slightly surprised: "Who are you?"
Xuan Yeping is a superstitious person, otherwise he would not be a Taoist priest pretending to be a god. Today, when he saw Chu Xinian's fortune-telling and his ability to catch ghosts just now, he felt in his heart that he had met a master from this world, and he was not willing to let him go at that moment.
He knelt on the ground, hugging Chu Xinian's legs without letting go, and said in an urgent tone: "The Immortal will stay here. My disciple Xuan Yeping is willing to join the Immortal's sect and devote myself to cultivation. I also ask the Immortal to accept me as his disciple!"
Chu Xinian smeared sulfur and phosphorus powder on the yellow charm, and mixed sulfur, charcoal, and saltpeter in proportion to make a small explosive bag. When he was "casting a spell", he was able to easily fool Xuan Yeping by using his sleeves and robes to cover him up. He stood with his hands behind his hands and said to Xuan Yeping: "The poor Taoist is a person from the mountains and wilds. He is full of poverty and has nothing to gain. He really has nothing to teach, so there is no talk of accepting disciples."
After saying this, he helped Xuan Yeping up from the ground: "You'd better leave quickly."
Xie Jingyuan watched Chu Xinian pretending to be a ghost and curled his lips.
Xuanye refused to get up even though he was still alive: "Please accept me as your disciple, the Immortal Chief, otherwise the disciple will be unable to kneel down!"
Xie Jingyuan directly unsheathed his sword, pointed at Xuan Yeping's neck and said disdainfully: "My master said he will not accept disciples, so he will not accept them. Do you think that ordinary people can worship under my master?"
"This, this, this..." Xuan Yeping said anxiously, "This disciple has devoted himself to the Tao and has practiced hard for many years, but unfortunately there is no way to find a way. It is fate that we meet today. Even if we don't accept him as a disciple, I would like to ask the immortal to give me some advice. "
Chu Xinian signaled Xie Jingyuan to sheath his sword and sighed: "Well, since we have met, I will give you a hexagram."
Xuan Yeping's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly stretched out his hand: "Please give me some advice."
Chu Xinian looked at his palm prints, smiled slightly, stroking his beard and said: "Golden scales are not a thing in the pond. They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds. I met the Ming Lord at the foot of Tianfeng Mountain, and he rode the wind to the blue clouds for three years. You The good days are yet to come..."
His voice was ethereal and distant. Hearing it, Xuan Yeping was entranced. He couldn't help but start to think carefully about its meaning: Meeting the Lord of the Ming Dynasty at the foot of Tianfeng Mountain, and riding the wind to the blue clouds for three years, does this mean that he will meet the noble man at the foot of Tianfeng Mountain, and then go straight up to the blue clouds?
"The Immortal..."
Xuan Yeping raised his head to ask, but Chu Xinian's figure was no longer in front of him. It was empty except for the trembling branches and leaves. He couldn't help but kowtow in the air: "Disciple, thank the immortal for his enlightenment! Thank you for the immortal's enlightenment!"
After saying that, he stood up in a hurry and went straight to Tianfeng Mountain.
Xie Jingyuan and Chu Xinian were hiding in the tree. Seeing Xuan Yeping being fooled, they laughed out loud: "Idiot."
Chu Xinian took off his disguise, tore off the fake beard on his face, and smiled slightly: "He is not an idiot. He is eloquent and eloquent. He is a great disaster."
After saying this, he glanced at Xie Jingyuan: "Tomorrow, Prince Jin will go to Tianfeng Mountain with Concubine Mei to worship the Buddha. Is the news correct?"
King Jin returned to the court in glory three days ago after putting down the bandits in Shuofang. He received a lot of rewards and became the most popular among all the princes.
Xie Jingyuan said: "The prince's job has not been in vain these years. There are many spies in the palace. Since he said that Prince Jin and Concubine Mei would worship Buddha together, there should be no mistake."
After he finished speaking, he took Chu Xinian and flew down the tree without forgetting to insult him: "I don't even know how to do light kung fu, but I still have the nerve to be my general's master."