Chapter 155 Puppets, Stone Carvings and Bronze Statues
Tingchao Pavilion has twelve floors.
The top floor is for viewing, and the next three floors are the daily residence of the big boss.
Xie Qi walked into the ninth floor. This floor was entirely made of wooden boards and there were no other cluttered furnishings. Apart from the faint scent, there was only a futon and a square table in the middle.
There is a pot of tea and a pot of wine on the table.
The wealthy boss was sitting cross-legged, holding the teacup in his hand and shaking it slowly.
"big boss."
Xie Qi bowed slightly, and with a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw a few simple copper plates scattered sparsely on the case.
He remembered that these coins were bought by the big boss with a lot of money, and he held them in his hands every day, making them shiny and smooth.
"Um."
The big boss shook his teacup, slightly absent-minded, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xie Qi waited patiently for a while. Seeing that he was still dazed, he had to speak carefully:
"Are you doing divination again? How about this one?"
"This hexagram..."
After hearing this, the big boss raised his head and thought a little:
"Lao Qi, tell me, am I not suitable for divination?"
You finally get it!
Xie Qi almost blurted out.
He really couldn't understand the big boss's hobby. He didn't believe in the so-called divination at all, especially since he didn't make the right calculations.
Occasionally, the divination worked out a few times, but it always turned out to be very auspicious. As a result, everything went wrong in the business. Either the goods were intercepted or the ship capsized.
The last time the divination brought good fortune, the result was that Yang Yu did a cleanup and all the businesses in which he had invested a lot of money were wiped out.
But he thought so in his heart, but he still didn't dare to say it out loud. He pinched his nose and said:
"You still have talent..."
"Really? I think so too."
The big boss nodded in agreement.
"……you."
Xie Qi's eyelids were twitching wildly, and he finally couldn't help it anymore: "Big boss, why do you believe this?"
He really couldn't understand.
Their big boss has a thoughtful mind, has been doing business for many years, and has a fortune of tens of millions. His business covers not only Mulin Mansion and Qingzhou, but also the three states of Longyuan Dao.
Although not famous, it is extremely powerful.
But such a wealthy businessman, who could be called an outstanding figure, believed the deceptive tricks of these Taoist priests and alchemists, which puzzled him.
"You do not understand……"
The big boss laughed dumbly, but had no intention of answering. He just shook his head:
"I believe this, of course, for my own reasons. You think I am losing my ambition by playing with things, just because you are short-sighted."
"Then tell me, what is your reason?"
Xie Qi was completely speechless.
Every time he mentioned this, the big boss would always criticize him.
"It's okay to talk about it."
The big boss put away the copper plate on the desk and played with it on his fingertips: "Old Qi, how old do you think I am, boss?"
"Um?"
Xie Qi was slightly startled:
"Aren't you sixty-three?"
"I'm already over 110 this year!"
The big boss smiled slightly.
He has a rich appearance, fair complexion, and neatly combed hair without a trace of gray hair.
"This, how is this possible?"
Xie Qi was a little dumbfounded.
Except for some warriors who have practiced martial arts that can damage the body, the vast majority of warriors still live longer than ordinary people.
It is said that the oldest martial saint at the time, Feng Qitian, is nearly two hundred years old and can be called a living god.
But even if he has good looks, he should not look like this even if he is a hundred years old.
"You, you don't know much about this world."
The big boss put down his tea cup and said with a faint smile:
"My parents and ancestors were all people who believed in Taoism. Influenced by my ears and eyes, I was very interested in the legendary Taoism of immortals and gods when I was very young. When I was thirteen years old, I was encouraged by others, packed my luggage, and went to search for immortals.
Went on a road trip..."
"Seeking immortals and visiting the Tao?"
Xie Qi's heart was slightly shaken.
Before contacting the big boss, I couldn't help but be shocked: "Have you really found an immortal?"
He doesn't believe in seeking immortality or Taoism.
Among the ancient emperors, were there still few who sought immortality and visited the Tao?
According to historical records, Emperor Qin, who was most enthusiastic about seeking immortals and visiting Taoism, seemed to have never lived past fifty...
"At that time, I felt that I was different. If Emperor Qin couldn't find it, I might not be able to find it. But as soon as I left the city, I regretted it. I almost lost my life several times."
The big boss spoke calmly, revealing the hardships he had experienced along the way.
"You are truly blessed and blessed..."
Xie Qi said sincerely.
Throughout the ages, traveling has been difficult and dangerous. Without a few brushes, even following a large caravan is risky.
He is quite courageous.
But at the age of thirteen, he never had the guts to go out of the city alone, and even went to seek immortality and visit the Tao...
You know, the mountains have always been the most dangerous place.
"... Along the way, I went into mountains when I encountered them and worshiped when I encountered temples. I also met many monks and Taoists with real talents and knowledge, but all they knew was martial arts.
I was very stubborn at that time. I even boasted about going to Haikou with my friends, so how could I return without success? So, I gritted my teeth and left for five or six years..."
The big boss said and smiled himself:
"Now that I think about it, I am really lucky. If I really encountered a big thief, with my martial arts skills at that time, I would definitely die."
"What happened next? Did you really find the immortal?"
Xie Qi became interested.
"Whether an immortal...is an immortal, I can't tell with my current eyesight. But if there are immortals in the world, then the one I met must be one."
The big boss looked slightly dazed, recalling that year:
"It was a summer, the sun was shining brightly. I climbed several mountains. I was tired and hungry, so I found a safe place, lit a bonfire, and took a nap against a big tree..."
"I slept very soundly this time. Now that I think about it, I have never slept so well in these decades. When I woke up, it seemed like it was already the next morning...
But the strange thing is that when I look around, I see thousands of peaks like halberds and tens of thousands of people with their eyes open. It is definitely not the mountain I saw yesterday. In other words, I seem to be lost..."
Speaking of this, Xie Qi found that the big boss's expression became excited.
What he wanted to say, but judging from his appearance, he still swallowed it.
"...I was exhausted from walking and didn't go out of the mountain. Until then, I heard someone singing!"
The big boss paused slightly, and his voice became desolate and heroic:
"...I don't know how to make clever calculations, I have no honor or disgrace, and I live indifferently. When we meet, I am either an immortal or a Taoist. I sit quietly and talk about "Huang Ting"!"
"Huang Ting?"
Xie Qi's eyes flashed.
"It was Huang Ting. Even though I was groggy from hunger, I knew that I had met the 'immortal fate'. I was overjoyed and tried my best to find the singing voice..."
The big boss clenched his hands tightly.
"Found it?"
"Not found..."
The big boss sighed:
"I searched all the way, deeper and deeper into the mountain, until the night was dark, but I couldn't find anyone. I was feeling disappointed, and I was surprised to find a Taoist temple not far away..."
"Taoist temple?"
For some reason, Xie Qi's heart started pounding, as if he was immersed in the scene, and he became nervous.
"It was late at night, and I was overjoyed when I saw the Taoist temple. I hurriedly ran over, but I was disappointed. The Taoist temple was in disrepair, the ground was dusty, and there were weeds and vines everywhere, but there was no one there.
I didn't give up, so I picked a peach from under the peach tree in front of my door and started looking for it. Sure enough, I found something in a relatively intact temple."
The big boss has bright eyes.
"What did you find?"
Xie Qi listened with rapt attention.
"An altar."
"Offering table?"
"On the altar, there is a puppet, a stone sculpture, a bronze statue, and..."
Big Boss deep in memories:
"I remember clearly that the puppet looked like a woodcutter, the stone sculpture looked like a monkey, but the bronze statue looked like an evil-looking imp..."
Boom!
At this moment, a bolt of thunder flashed.
The big boss suddenly woke up and looked out the window. He saw dark clouds rolling and thunder and lightning rolling away. A sudden movement occurred in his heart and he calmed down his thoughts and said:
"Lao Qi, we have a visitor!"
…
…
Boom!
The thunder snake rolled away and the sky became gloomy.
Another spring rain is about to fall, and the vendors on the street have closed their stalls when they see the coming storm, and the passers-by are also hurriedly returning home.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, Yang Yu walked around, listening to the rising wind, his mind was calm and soothing, and there was an unspeakable subtlety surging.
He was in a hurry to go to Tingchao Pavilion, but now he walked slower and slower.
His five senses were superhuman. The more breath he had, the stronger his perception. At this moment, he walked slowly. It was clear that the thunderstorm had not yet arrived, but he seemed to hear the sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning in his heart.
The wind and rain were getting heavier and heavier, and Yang Yu walked slower and slower. As he approached the alley where Tingchao Pavilion was located, he stopped moving forward.
Someone looked out alertly and saw Yang Yu standing there.
Either surprised or horrified, some people stared closely, while others turned around and went to listen to Chaoge's report.
Yang Yu closed his eyes slightly and ignored other people's actions.
Quietly feeling the sound of thunderstorms and storms intensifying in his heart, inexplicably, the inner energy circulating around him became active.
It seems like he is about to make a move.
Boom!
At a certain moment, Yang Yu suddenly opened his eyes. The person watching from a distance felt a flash of lightning in his eyes. He was horrified for a moment and thought he was dazzled.
Yang Yu seemed unaware, looking through the edge of the oil-paper umbrella to the sky with rolling dark clouds.
The raindrops have already fallen.
At first it was just a drop, but soon it turned into wisps of rain falling continuously from the sky to the earth.
In a daze, the scene in his eyes changed.
What came overwhelming was no longer heavy rain, but the rain of arrows that he had experienced more than once in the Liuji Mountain battlefield!
"God's will, four images, arrows..."
Yang Prison murmured in his heart.
Various scriptures about the Four Elephant Arrows have emerged in his mind, and they are spinning and changing like a revolving lantern.
Four Elephant Arrows, Yang Prison has already been completed.
It's just that due to the lack of internal energy, he was unable to activate the four-image-retaining, four-image-in-one arrow. In fact, in terms of archery skills alone, he has surpassed Liu Changfeng.
But no matter how much he thought about it, he never realized the only superior archery skill in Qingzhou, the "Four Symbols of God's Will".
But at this time, you, he had a vague understanding in his heart.
On the wall of the Cauldron of Gluttony that no one could see, the progress bar of the four elephant arrows suddenly became blurred, and then was wrapped in a ball of flowing light.