Since this Taoist has no intention of cultivating Taoism, and instead relies on his meager Taoist skills to open a Taoist temple in the city to defraud and extort money from pilgrims, Li Xiuyuan will never tolerate such a person.
Since he was so proud of his Taoism, Li Xiuyuan broke his Taoism and let him know the power of karma.
"How is it? I wonder if the Taoist Master has figured it out." Li Xiuyuan said with a faint smile.
The Taoist Bald looked at Li Xiuyuan's face for a long time. No matter how he calculated it, the scholar in front of him was only forty-nine years old. Besides, he really couldn't tell what month or time he was born.
come out.
"Well, I figured it out a little bit. I guess you're fifteen or sixteen years old this year." Of course he wouldn't admit that he couldn't figure it out, and said pretending to be incomprehensible.
Li Xiuyuan asked: "That's it? That's not okay, Taoist priest. You are not telling fortunes. You are looking at age. I think any peddler on the street can guess that I am fifteen or sixteen years old. Could it be that the Taoist priest can't even tell those peddlers?"
Worse than a mere pawn?"
The bald Taoist snorted softly: "Pindao's Taoism is profound. How can those traffickers and lackeys be compared to Pindao? Just reach out and Pindao can tell what year, month and time you are by looking at your palm."
born."
Face reading was not good, so he read palm reading instead.
After decades of practicing Taoism, he still has some skills. Although he is not the best at fortune telling, he can still do some basic face reading and palm reading.
Li Xiuyuan was not polite and extended his hand to him.
The Bald Taoist watched attentively, looking at the various lines on his palm, and then combined his own experience to calculate the person's birth year.
But at first glance, there was nothing special about this palmistry. It was just like ordinary people. There was nothing special about it. However, after careful calculation, he felt that the textures on this palmistry were crisscrossed, as if forming a strange pattern, like a book from heaven, but also like a book from heaven.
Fu Lu, just a little calculation made me feel dizzy and it was difficult to calm down.
"Buzz~!"
The bald Taoist's eyes were spinning uncontrollably, his head was dizzy, and his consciousness was confused. It seemed that there was some power in the dark that prevented him from continuing to check this person's palm.
"Ugh~!"
After a moment of dizziness, the Bald Taoist felt nauseated in his stomach, and couldn't help but lay aside and vomited.
"Taoist Master, what's wrong with you?" Wang Ping next to him asked in shock.
Du Chunhua and Xiaodie also looked strange, wondering why the Taoist priest was vomiting.
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "The Taoist Priest can tell fortunes until he vomits. I have seen this skill before. It seems that the Taoist Priest from my Li family will not be able to earn the 20,000 taels of silver."
Count your own fate?
This bald Taoist is looking for death.
His master was an expert in fortune telling and often said that he could tell five hundred years in advance and five hundred years in hindsight. Although he was mostly bragging about this, Li Xiuyuan had to admire his master's fortune telling ability.
In Guobei County, whenever there is a wedding or funeral, you can calculate it as long as you know the person's name.
But even so, his master did not dare to count his own fate.
After the Taoist Bald vomited for a while, he finally recovered. When he looked at Li Xiuyuan again, there was a look of surprise in his eyes.
He has also told fortunes for many people, but he has never encountered such a situation.
"If you don't believe it, the birth of a mere scholar cannot be counted. Even if you are a high-ranking official or a relative of the emperor, it should not matter."
The bald Taoist gritted his teeth quickly and said: "You are a strange scholar, but you underestimate Pindao's Taoism too much. If Pindao wants to calculate your birth date, you must not forget Pindao's
Those 20,000 cars of silver."
"Taoist master, you still want to try?" Li Xiuyuan said in surprise.
"snort."
The bald Taoist snorted heavily and was too lazy to talk to this person. Since the scholar couldn't calculate it using ordinary methods, he would use some special methods. The 20,000 yuan of silver in his hand would be earned today.
He took out a piece of yellow paper from the side and said, "Scholar, what is your name? I want to use your name to cast a spell to calculate your birth."
"I'm Li Xiuyuan, Taoist Priest, you can try, but I've already tried fortune telling and palm reading before. If you still don't succeed this time, I will be suspicious of Taoist Priest's identity." Li Xiuyuan said with a smile.
It seems that this Taoist is determined to take the 20,000 taels of silver in his hand.
Another person who wants money rather than his life.
At this moment, the bald Taoist gritted his teeth and wrote Li Xiuyuan's name on the yellow paper, and then muttered something in his mouth. The yellow paper in his hand spontaneously ignited without fire, and quickly burned up in his hand. Finally, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and was inhaled by the Taoist.
in the mouth.
"interesting."
Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but look forward to it.
This Taoist began to perform Taoist magic to forcefully predict his own birth.
But the more this happened, the more curious he became. As for his fate as a born saint, all the eminent monks, Taoist practitioners, and even demons and ghosts in the world could not figure out his true identity. Otherwise, they would know the existence of his seven-orificed exquisite heart.
How could I have been so stable in the past ten years? I have attracted countless monsters and monsters.
Now that this Taoist has forced his calculations, it will be interesting to see what will happen.
The bald Taoist was mumbling words at the moment, his expression was in a trance, as if he was practicing something.
But as time passed, the bald Taoist's face became paler and paler, cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Master, what's wrong with this guy? Is he going crazy due to epilepsy?" Du Chunhua came over and whispered.
Li Xiuyuan waved his hand: "Be quiet, he is casting spells and telling fortunes, don't disturb him."
"Oh." Du Chunhua immediately stopped asking and stood aside obediently.
Li Xiuyuan didn't want anyone to disturb this Taoist's spellcasting. This man used Taoism to scare people and defraud people of their money. He also threatened himself with his own family just to see the money. Originally, he just planned to teach him a lesson, but now he changed his mind.
In order not to destroy this Taoist's Taoist skills and eliminate this scourge, his name is written upside down.
Thousand-year-old monsters have been killed in his own hands, and the Polygonum multiflorum spirit has been captured alive by him. How can a mere wild Taoist dare to make such a noise?
Just a moment later.
"Boom~!"
Suddenly, a dull roar sounded over Guo Beicheng under the clear sky, as if a thunderbolt suddenly appeared.
"Ah, it hurts the poor~!"
Suddenly, the bald Taoist's eyes suddenly opened, and blood seemed to spill out of his eyes. Then his whole body was shocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. He fell to the ground in an instant, and immediately fell unconscious.
There was blood in his mouth and nose.
Everyone was shocked when faced with this situation, their expressions changed drastically, and they didn't know why this good Taoist would behave like this.
Only Li Xiuyuan watched all this with a calm expression.
He knew that this was a punishment from God.
If you use your mortal body to calculate your fate as a born saint, you are committing suicide.
It's a pity that Taoist Bald didn't know this, so he forcibly calculated Li Xiuyuan's fate for 20,000 taels of silver, and ended up like this.
People die for money and birds die for food. This old saying is true.
"Master, Taoist Master, he's not dead, right?" Xiaodie said with some fear.
It's not good to cause trouble with fortune telling.
Li Xiuyuan glanced at the bald Taoist who was still struggling with his heart, and said: "He is not dead, but his soul must have been scattered. I am afraid that he has lost a lot of life, and his path to Taoism has been completely ended."
"But it's his own fault. But then again, the Taoist Priest is a talented fortune teller who can predict bleeding from seven holes. I admire him very much."
After saying that, he deliberately gave him a gift, and then took out another one tael of silver and put it down: "With these two taels of silver, let's buy Taoist priest some delicious food to replenish his body. I won't disturb the Taoist priest's rest."