There is a market in Dukou Town. The stall owners come here early in the morning to be busy, packing up their specialties and waiting for the crowd to gather, hoping to make a profit from it.
In addition to these stall owners, the most eye-catching one is the old Taoist. He is dressed in Taoist robes, holding a bell in his hand, and his prophetic appearance makes many people look at him with admiration.
Two people moved the potatoes to the table. Seeing the old Taoist sitting still, they felt jealous in their hearts. "We are born as human beings. Why does he feel so comfortable while I have to work so hard?"
"Having worked hard for half your life is worse than being a fortune teller!"
"Lao Yang, what do you compare with him?"
"I'm a little disappointed. As human beings, we don't earn as much as fortune tellers! Can people's lives really be calculated?"
"Lao Yang, just sell your potatoes honestly! Stop talking about that. If fate could really be calculated, I would have changed my destiny long ago. Why do I have to suffer like this!"
The two sighed and continued to lift the potatoes!
The old Taoist looked at them and rang the bell from time to time. The joy, anger, sorrow and joy disappeared instantly. As the sun appeared, his body was more like an immortal descending to the earth. He said: "You are born to work hard, and you dare to talk about me behind my back." He blew lightly.
, the two men instantly twisted their legs and squatted on the ground, unable to get up.
The old Taoist continued to glance at the crowd, and there were two people among them who made his eyes light up. He rang the bell and walked up to them, saying, "I'm a poor Taoist!"
The two of them also bowed and said, "It's polite."
"You are destined to be with me, can you lend me a moment to talk?"
"sure."
The old Taoist took them back to the original place and said with a smile: "Are you two from the sect?"
The two of them were a little confused, "What does this old Taoist want to do?"
"My name is Gao Yipeng."
"My name is Zhou Yaxuan."
The old Taoist smiled. He had known this for a long time and did not show it. He said: "You two are so majestic and majestic. I guessed it right. You are the heroes of Qinghua Town who destroy demons. I have heard about it for a long time. Please accept the old Taoist's respect."
"Sir, don't do this!" Gao Yipeng stopped him.
Zhou Yaxuan glanced at the table. The old table top had some bumps in it, and he made a rough guess in his mind, "This old man is not simple at first glance. He must have extraordinary abilities to tell fortunes like this. Otherwise, who would tell fortunes so early in the morning?"
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Zhou Yaxuan said: "Sir, how long have you been here?"
The old Taoist sat down, his expression a little vicissitudes, he scratched his beard and said: "I have been here for many years, and I have never had a day's rest despite being exposed to wind and sun!"
"Sir, where are your children?" Gao Yipeng asked.
The old Taoist shook his head, with a disappointed look on his face: "I was born to learn Taoism and know Yin and Yang. People call me a half-immortal. I had a daughter, but I killed her!"
"Sir, why do you say that?" Zhou Yaxuan was confused.
"It's all fate! I was young and energetic at that time. I thought I could change people's lives, calculate their fortunes and fortunes for them, and kept leaking secrets. As a result, disaster struck and my daughter became ill. I consulted many doctors.
It couldn’t be cured! I was anxious and wanted to change her life against God’s will. I didn’t want God to be angry, so my daughter died in my hands after all! I was unwilling to give in, so I fought hard with God. I was weak and couldn’t fight.
That’s why they ended up like this!”
The two expressed sympathy for Lao Dao. Everyone has a past that they cannot look back on, but Lao Dao's life was a bit tragic. In the end, he failed to save his daughter! Who can fight against the god? There are many crazy people in mainland China, and their hearts are broken.
There are more restless and ruthless people, but who among them dares to fight with God?
The old Taoist is a fortune teller and an arrogant person. This continent is inherently unfair. There is a heaven outside the sky. People here are very small. We are born in a destiny. Who can change our destiny against the sky?
Gao Yipeng felt irritated, "Perhaps I will face such a problem. Should I disobey the destiny and fight with God? Or should I obey the destiny and wait for death? I don't believe in fate! I don't believe in heaven! I want to decide the fate of heaven and the life and death of people on the mainland.
It’s in my hands.”
Zhou Yaxuan is different from Gao Yipeng. He thinks in his heart, "I don't care about destiny. I only know that the entire continent will be in my hands. The people here are my slaves and will bow to me."
"Sir, you know this is the fate, why do you still tell people's fortunes? Aren't you afraid of suffering the wrath of God?" Zhou Yaxuan was very confused.
The old Taoist sighed: "I have no children now, so fortune telling is to support my own livelihood. As for the wrath of God, I don't care about it!"
Gao Yipeng understands that one has to strive for one's own destiny, and being able to pinch one's fingers is the inevitable result of fate. If all this rice is lost, there will be no fairness in the way of heaven.
He said: "Sir, I wish you good luck!"
The old Taoist smiled: "We are destined to have a good conversation. If you need anything, just ask and I will help you answer your questions."
"Sir, do you know Tang Yunfeng?" Zhou Yaxuan asked.
The old Taoist frowned slightly, rang the bell, golden light entered his body, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and he panicked: "No, Tang Yunfeng is in danger!"
Gao Yipeng became interested: "What danger?"
"Tang Yunfeng is our demon-suppressing hero. I actually saw him living in the home of two monsters. If it weren't for the divine beasts guarding him, Tang Yunfeng would have died in their hands!"
Gao Yipeng thought for a while, the mythical beast mentioned by the old man might be Xiaopi, "Did Tang Die also come to Gancheng?"
Gao Yipeng asked: "Sir, where are they?"
"In Niu Dahai's house on Meihua Street, Niu Dahai and Niu Qian are two monsters. They eat people without spitting out their bones. If this continues, it will be very dangerous for us in Dukou Town!"
Zhou Yaxuan said: "Sir, as disciples of the sect, we will not let monsters run rampant here. We must get rid of them."
"Then thank you two heroes!"
Watching them leave, the old man smiled evilly, with an evil heart inside, "Go! You go! I will collect the bodies for you soon."