Chapter 101 Can you release your passion unscrupulously?
When Cao Qingdao heard what Xiang Que said, he was so shocked that he didn't recover for a long time.
Wang Xuanzhen, that fat man with baby fat, is definitely not the king of a country, so there is only one possibility left.
Xiang Que rubbed his face and said helplessly: "I really can't tell. I've heard of this kind of person's appearance, but it mostly happened tens to hundreds of years ago. It's rare now. I
I only know two of them.”
Hundreds and thousands of years ago, there were some very outstanding figures in China whose hexagrams were deceived by heaven, and no matter how profound their Taoism was, they could not decipher their appearances.
Zhuge, Gui Guzi, Huang Shigong, Qin Prime Minister Li Si and others during the Three Kingdoms period all fell into this category, but they were not bewitched by others, but did it themselves.
"Who else is there besides that fat man? Who else is so arrogant?"
"Wang Xuanzhen must have been deceived by someone using magic. When I looked at his face, I could only see the hexagrams covered by a fog. I didn't dare to look any further. It would be backlash." Except for the king of a country
In addition, there is a kind of people whose faces cannot be seen, namely Wang Xuanzhen.
Divination and fortune-telling are about predicting a person's experience. They are not tolerated by heaven. Generally speaking, fortune tellers are fine. For those with slightly higher moral standards, fortune tellers usually have troubles. This is the consequence of being not tolerated by heaven.
This is why it is often seen that some fortune tellers are either missing arms or legs, or are widowed and lonely, but most often they are blind.
You shouldn't be surprised why blind fortune tellers are everywhere, right?
There is a saying that you can't know too much as a human being, and that's basically what it means.
Xiang Que secretly wanted to pry into Wang Xuanzhen's true and false details, and wanted to deduce some of this person's experiences, but what he didn't expect was that he couldn't see through the other person, because Wang Xuanzhen's hexagram was blinded by heaven's secrets, and he couldn't pry.
The king of a country is protected by heaven, but Wang Xuanzhen was obviously covered up by magic.
Wang Xuanzhen was the second person that Xiang Que knew who was deceived by the secret of heaven. The first one was himself.
In the fifth year after he was taken to Gujing Temple by the old Taoist, the old Taoist, his uncle and the monk from the Xuankong Temple worked together to seal Xiang Que's hexagram in order to prevent others from seeing through the contents of the Xishan Old Tomb hidden in his body.
No one can read Po Xiangque's numerology by looking at fortune-telling, touching bones, measuring characters and other means. Once the calculation is forced, the fortune teller will be backlashed by the law of heaven.
"This damn fat guy is not an easy man. The job Xiang Que wants to do for us is definitely not an easy task. Do you think if we follow him, will we be seeking skin from a tiger? What if we are compensated? We are in the rivers and lakes.
How can Piao not get stabbed?" Cao Qingdao was a little frightened and felt that this was quite unreliable.
In fact, the reason why Cao Qingdao was so afraid was not because he went out to work with Wang Xuanzhen. Another reason was because he did not feel safe with Xiang Que. Compared with Wang Xuanzhen and Xiang Que, he even felt that he had been cheated by the latter.
The possibility is relatively high.
Xiang Que didn't know that his position in Cao Qingdao's heart was already so unsightly. Cao Qingdao was more cautious about guarding him than guarding against thieves.
Xiang Que suddenly said in confusion: "It's okay. Although I can't see his face, I can tell that he is definitely not a treacherous and evil person and will not dig holes for us."
"I'm not afraid of him, I'm afraid of you," Wang Qingdao muttered.
Xiang Que turned around and asked, "What did you say?"
"Nothing, nothing." Wang Qingdao waved his hand with a smile, and then asked: "Then are you really sure to go with him? I guess you may earn a lot of money if you go there this time. It will definitely be a big job for him to find us."
"Well, I have nothing to do anyway, so let's go."
"What is that, Xiang Que?" Wang Qingdao rubbed his hands and said stutteringly: "I think since we are going to live soon, we must have income, right? This means that the two of us can be generous.
You don’t need to be careful about spending money.”
"What do you mean?" Xiang Que looked at him cautiously.
Cao Qingdao chuckled, swallowed, narrowed his eyes and said: "Brother, I want to be a prostitute without any scruples, is it okay?"; Cool Craftsman, Netzm Head) posted b0r
"What the hell?" Xiang Que was a little confused.
Cao Qingdao shyly covered his face and said: "My body is a little hungry. I want to release my excessive passion and understand the style of Shanghai women. In order to deeply experience the peak of spirit and body, I think we two have
It is necessary to go to a prostitute without any scruples.”
"Want to pick up girls?"
Cao Qingdao curled his lips and said: "Don't say it so elegantly, this is a business relationship."
Xiang Que said a little collapsed: "After the passion, it's time for us to drink the northwest wind."
"It's fun for the moment. You can think about the belly thing later." Cao Qingdao said seriously: "Xiang Que, you have to understand one thing. If I don't release my passion tonight, we will be together when I sleep with you tonight.
Lying on the same bed, it would be easy for me to stab you. Please consider whether this is a serious matter or not. Do you really want to sing a song that can be heard across the other side of the river?"
"Go away, I have a better place to take you and release your passion," Xiang Que said seriously.
"What, what? I didn't realize you still had this way, it's quite wild," Cao Qingdao asked excitedly.
"I haven't caught ghosts for a long time. I have some free time tonight. I plan to practice my business proficiency. How about we go hunting for ghosts?"
"Oh, let me go, is this the same thing?" Cao Qingdao suddenly said in a state of extreme collapse.
"Let's go, let's go, the moon is dark and the wind is high at that time."
After all, Cao Qingdao did not unleash his passion unbridled, but was pulled into the car by Xiang Queqiang and went straight to Ruijin Hospital.
Xiang Que felt that he was quite passionate. He had just entered the middle stage of concentration tonight. He felt that he was full of energy and had to release it.
Ruijin Hospital was obviously a good place to go. He really wanted to test how good his skills would be after reaching the middle stage of concentration.
Half an hour later, Cao Qingdao got out of the car with Xiang Que's face drooping in his crotch.
Ruijin Hospital Ximen.
Two dark figures were sitting at a small table, drinking wine. There was no lifeless ghost figure around them.
Cao Qingdao asked doubtfully: "Luckily, there seem to be two lonely souls having a picnic. Catch him?"
"Pa" Xiang Que said angrily: "Whether you are a tiger or not, you can't tell the difference between humans and ghosts."
"My passion is so exciting that it has gone to my head. I really can't tell the difference," Cao Qingdao said aggrievedly.
Xiang Que pulled him towards the courtyard gate, and when he walked in, he found that the old man at the gate was chatting and drinking with someone.
"Why does it look so familiar? It seems that we have had some disputes more than once." Xiang Que felt that the sight of the man drinking with the old man made him very uncomfortable.