"Ouch? The believer is here? What do you want to ask? Is it the future? Luck? Or is it a test of good or bad luck?"
The young Taoist who was packing his things felt someone coming, so he quickly stopped what he was doing and looked up with a smile!
However, after one glance, his originally smiling face immediately drooped.
No one else, just because he is also a Taoist priest!
Moreover, the Taoist bones of the Immortal Style are very attractive. From the perspective of a young Taoist, this outfit alone cannot be bought without a lot of money!
"Fellow Taoist, what is your advice?"
Seeing that he was not a guest but a fellow traveler, the young Taoist naturally lost his smile and simply sat down on the stool. He asked angrily while looking the visitor up and down.
The middle-aged man standing opposite him looked to be around fifty. Although he was not young, his appearance was three points better than that of him who thought he was extremely handsome!
With kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a fluttering beard, a green Taoist uniform on his body, a white jade hairpin on his head, a handle of snow-white dust in his hand, and an aura that floats out of the dust, he is probably a god from heaven, and some people believe him!
The middle-aged Taoist stood in front of the fortune-telling booth and did not speak. He just smiled and tapped the iron-cut flag beside the young Taoist with the dust on his hand.
The young Taoist looked at his colleague, knocked his hand on the nanmu table unconsciously, and continued to say angrily: "This fellow Taoist, we all have the same ancestor. If you come out to make a living, even if you occupy your territory, you will not be able to do it."
Don’t you need to do this to drive people away? Besides, if you don’t set up a stall these days, I can’t do it either?”
The young Taoist was a little annoyed, but the Taoist opposite still had no expression on his face. He looked at the young Taoist kindly like a statue of the Three Pure Ones.
Finally, under the eyes of this colleague, the young Taoist was still discouraged. He stood up and silently put the stool on the table: "Yes, yes, you are a local snake, you are awesome, I will change the assembly to another place!"
Having said that, the young Taoist was about to move the table! But in the hands of the young Taoist, the heavy nanmu table was as easy to lift as an ordinary small desk.
This move is not only a compromise by the young Taoist, but also a demonstration to his peers!
After all, this is not his first time traveling around the world, and he has seen many dirty things in the market!
Especially for this kind of unidentified colleague, he might be a rogue who puts on a Taoist robe! If you go to other people's sites to grab business, it's best to calm down. After all, if something happens, the few copper coins you earn will not be enough.
When it comes to medical money, why don’t we keep saying “I’m a poor person, I’m a poor person?”
Seeing the young Taoist holding the stool and table trying to escape, the middle-aged Taoist finally smiled and said slowly: "Are you Li Rong?"
"Huh?" The young Taoist was stunned and almost let the table leg hit his instep! He jumped in fright, and then looked at the middle-aged Taoist in front of him in surprise: "How do you know my name? Who are you?"
The middle-aged Taoist smiled slightly, put Fuchen on his arm, and at the same time inserted the thumb of his left hand into the tiger's mouth of his right hand, and bent the thumb of his right hand under the thumb of his left hand, making a "Tai Chi diagram" shaped clasping fist movement.
The young Taoist Li Rong watched the middle-aged Taoist's movements carefully. When he saluted him in this strange posture, he immediately stood in awe! At the same time, he also made the same fist-holding posture:
"Li Rong, a disciple of the Taoist Chongxuan Sect, has met fellow Taoist disciples, but doesn't know where the Youxian Township is?"
The middle-aged Taoist put his hands away and stood, looking at Li Rong and nodding. He did not say his sect, but simply said: "I am a poor Taoist, Zhang Yuanzhi."
"Zhang Yuanzhi? Are you Zhang Yuanzhi, Taoist Zhang?" Upon hearing this name, Li Rong immediately showed a shocked look!
He looked at the middle-aged Taoist carefully, as if he couldn't believe that this person was the unparalleled divine calculator Zhang Yuanzhi!
You must know that Zhang Yuanzhi is by no means an ordinary Taoist priest. Even his great-uncle Yuan Shoucheng highly praised this person and said bluntly many times: In terms of calculation, he is definitely not as good as him!
"Daozhang Zhang, what are you doing here?" Li Rong asked stuttering after swallowing his saliva.
Zhang Yuanzhi waved the dust and said with a smile: "Nothing, I just passed by occasionally and happened to see you."
"Then you know me?" Li Rong asked stupidly, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wanted to slap himself!
Isn’t it nonsense that he asked? How could he call out his name if he didn’t recognize him? Does that also count? If this can be counted, then he is not Wang Yuanzhi, but Wang Shenxian!
Wang Yuanzhi didn't laugh when he saw Li Rong's annoyed look. He still said calmly: "I met you a long time ago, but you were still young, so I guess you won't have any impression."
"Hehe, I really can't remember..." Li Rong shook his head and smiled awkwardly, and then asked: "Where is Taoist Zhang going?"
"Luoyang!" Zhang Yuanzhi replied succinctly.
Li Rong asked curiously: "Luoyang? Why are you going there? A few days ago, there was a fight to the death there. Does the Taoist want to save the souls of the dead and accumulate merit?"
Zhang Yuanzhi shook his head and chuckled: "No! I saw the purple aura and the vast mist there, which seemed to be a place where dragons thrive, so I prepared to go and explore it."
"Longxing?" Upon hearing these two words, Li Rong's eyes shone again! But it soon dimmed.
He asked doubtfully: "Taoist Master, are you sure you read it correctly? I remember my great-uncle said that the dragon energy in the world is first above Li Yuan in Taiyuan, and secondly above Dou Jiande in Hebei, Luoyang? Who is there? Wang Shichong?"
Zhang Yuanzhi smiled and shook his head. He didn't seem surprised that Li Rong knew so many things. He still looked like he was unparalleled in the world: "Brother Yuan Dao's judgment is not wrong, but although this third dragon energy is small, it is
But it actually appeared, so Pindao wanted to see it."
"Then, I'll go too!" After hearing this, Li Rong thought for a while and suddenly wanted to go too. He didn't want to stay in Hanzhong anymore. It was such a failure!
Facing the high-spirited Li Rong, Zhang Yuanzhi laughed, reached out and patted his shoulder and asked: "You want to go with me? What did your elders say to you?"
Hearing this, Li Rong, who had been a little excited just now, suddenly felt like a deflated balloon. He lowered his head and murmured: "They asked me to wait for an opportunity in Han Dynasty, but... but who knows where this opportunity is?
And who should it be on?"
Zhang Yuanzhi looked at the dejected young Taoist priest and shook his head, comforting him: "It's a chance, but it's no longer a chance if you force it. You'd better wait here for a few more days, three days at most, and the chance will come true!"
"Ah? You..." Li Rong raised his head in surprise and was about to ask again when he saw Zhang Yuanzhi walking away, leaving only one sentence floating in the air:
"I have a message for you: Immortality is precious, but there is no way to measure people."
Note: Li Rong, the Chongxuan sect, and Zhang Yuanzhi are all real people, especially Zhang Yuanzhi, who is known as the revelation who started Li Shimin's struggle for hegemony.
