Jiang Lingxian listened with surprise as He Taiyuan recounted this past incident: "What happened next?"
"Later, the old man tattooed a talisman on my back, the same one you saw before. He told me that because longevity is against the will of heaven, you must use this talisman to hide yourself and restrain both yin and yang before you can escape.
OK."
"what does that mean?"
He Taiyuan smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "To put it bluntly, it is the eye that covers the heaven and the earth. The higher the cultivation level of a Taoist, the more heavenly secrets they can spy on and understand. When the heavenly law is aware of it, it will send down divine punishment. If you can bear it,
It's okay to live there, but if you can't bear it, then no matter how high your cultivation level is, it's just a pile of withered bones on the roadside. And ordinary people have a Yang life span when they are alive. When their Yang life span is exhausted, they will naturally be reincarnated again, as I have lived for so long.
, I have long passed my Yang life, but with the longevity formula, I can live forever, and the talisman on my body can also prevent the underworld from noticing my Yang life, so I can live with peace of mind."
Jiang Lingxian blinked her big eyes and said in a daze: "I... still don't quite understand... but it sounds very powerful."
He Taiyuan burst into laughter upon hearing this.
Looking at He Taiyuan who was smiling extremely happily, Jiang Lingxian covered her mouth and cried out as if suddenly awakened: "Oh! Then Uncle He, if you told me this, are you revealing the secret, will you be struck to death by lightning?!
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After hearing this, He Taiyuan laughed louder and louder. After a while, he stopped smiling and said softly: "Little girl, I just want...someone should tell my story from now on."
"Then why didn't you let Uncle Fat know? He wants to know so much. If you tell him, everyone will be satisfied, and he won't have to die."
He Taiyuan chuckled and shook his head: "It's different. Even if I tell Deng Gaoyang, his greed will continue to instigate him to ask for two prescriptions from me. Every choice we make at the intersection of life is based on the last one."
It is made by choice, so there is a saying that one step is wrong and every step is wrong. If Deng Gaoyang makes one wrong step, the outcome is already doomed."
Jiang Lingxian looked at He Taiyuan's smiling face and said, "Then why did you tell me? Not anyone else. We just met."
He Taiyuan turned his head and looked into Jiang Lingxian's eyes and asked: "Little girl, let me ask you, do you want to live forever?"
Jiang Lingxian was startled when asked, then shook her head: "I don't want to."
He Taiyuan seemed to have already expected the answer and did not show any surprise. He continued to ask: "Then tell the uncle, why don't you want to? Immortality is something that countless people dream of."
Jiang Lingxian hugged her legs and rested her chin on her knees: "When uncle's affairs are settled, I can get rid of this poison and live like a normal person. If I live forever, wouldn't I be able to live forever?
I have turned into an old monster, and I don’t want to experience that feeling of watching the person I love die in front of me again.”
After hearing this, He Taiyuan closed his eyes, finally sighed, turned around and left.
Jiang Lingxian did not look back, but called softly: "Uncle He..."
He Taiyuan paused for a moment and turned his head sideways.
"Have you ever regretted the choice you made?" Jiang Lingxian murmured, looking at the calm lake in front of her.
After hearing this, He Taiyuan stepped forward again, and his figure disappeared into the night, leaving only one sentence: "Regret is an emotion that only losers have."
Jiang Lingxian raised her head, looked at the starry sky, and murmured to herself: "Nine stars in a row?"
"Nine stars in a row?!" Li Moyan was in the dark
He was shocked secretly.
This is the third time that he has come to this space. The first two times were because he divined the hexagram "Gen is the mountain" and thus entered this illusion-like space.
As before, there was still no wind and no sound here, and it was extremely quiet. Only the deep voice could be heard.
"Yes, there are nine stars in a row. On that day, the stars are interfering and interfering with each other. If the way of heaven is not observed, strange chaos will occur."
Li Moyan rolled his eyes: "This... um... uncle, this Nine Stars Link seems to have nothing to do with me."
"I'm not your uncle!" the voice yelled with a hint of anger, and then coughed twice: "I'm just giving you a notice today. I will look for you again that day."
The muscles on Li Moyan's face twitched and he said helplessly: "I asked you, can you finish what you have to say? I feel very uncomfortable when you are like this."
The voice completely ignored Li Moyan's emotions and said to himself: "Remember, even if the sky falls that day, you have to wait for me. This is very important to you and me!"
After hearing this sentence, Li Moyan suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at his phone. It was late at night. He shook his heavy head, got up, took a drink of water and lit a cigarette. Although it was a dream, he was sure that the voice was real.
exist.
It has been more than a week since Jiang Yuzhu and his party left the tribe, but they have no clue about He Taiyuan, but according to Wang Jianye, they should still stay in Yunnan.
For more than a week, Pang Zhuzhu has used all the contacts in the alien circle that he can trust to explore the whereabouts of He Taiyuan, but there is no news about He Taiyuan and his party, as if they have disappeared from the world.
During this period, he also made several fortune-tellings, but without exception, he had no clue, and he could no longer enter the dark space to communicate with the mysterious voice. This made him have a more and more headache.
It seemed like a hidden mission in a game, and he couldn't even figure out how to trigger it.
I never thought that I would be able to meet that voice in my sleep tonight. Unfortunately, I didn't ask any questions, and the voice left in a hurry, leaving only a notification.
At this time, he was no longer sleepy. He opened his phone and just received a WeChat message from Qiuye, saying that he would arrive in Yunnan tomorrow. It must be that things there have been sorted out.
The next day, Li Moyan took Jiang Yuzhu and his entourage to the airport to pick up Qiuye. Although they hadn't seen each other for several days, the guy still looked lukewarm, which made everyone think that Li Moyan owed him a lot of money.
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As the receptionist of the No. 19 Institute, Pang Zhuzhu fulfilled her duties and now seemed to be Li Moyan's exclusive driver. Fortunately, this little chubby girl had a good temper and had no complaints.
According to the Chinese tradition, the first thing to do when coming from a long distance is to cleanse yourself from the wind and dust. After the place was arranged, several people drove there directly.
After getting out of the car, Li Moyan got addicted to cigarettes. He took a few steps to the side of the road and just lit a cigarette. He felt a gaze on him and looked over instinctively. An old man was looking at him with a smile not far away.
Wearing a slightly worn coat, with messy white hair and beard, and wrinkled facial features, he looked quite funny. He was sitting on a horse, with a piece of paper spread on the ground in front of him. Without looking, Li Moyan knew that it was a fortune teller.
stall.
The old man saw Li Moyan looking over and shouted to him in a sharp voice: "Little friend, do you want to tell your fortune? Don't ask for money!"
Li Moyan thought it was funny, and responded distantly: "Uncle, I am not necessarily the one who can predict your fortune. If you want to defraud money, you should change your master."
The old man frowned
He drooped his head, knocked the pipe pot in his hand on the sole of his shoe, and laughed twice as he clicked: "My little friend, is your prediction accurate? I'm afraid it's not necessarily true."
"Li Moyan, what are you doing? Aren't you going to eat?" Jiang Lianyi looked back in the crowd and saw Li Moyan smoking aside. She took the lollipop out of her mouth and jumped on her feet and shouted.
"Coming, coming!" Li Moyan heard this and quickly pinched the cigarette in his hand, then smiled politely at the old man and ran towards Jiang Lianyi.
However, just as the two legs took two steps, the old man behind him sighed and sang: "What can you do if you can't do anything? If three people go together, there will be a rebellion. The five elements and eight palaces are unwilling to give up, and the nine stars are in a row, why is Taiyuan."
Hearing these four sentences, Li Moyan's heart tightened. He seemed to pause for a moment, stopped for a moment, stood still, and looked at the old man.
Whether it was an illusion or something else, the old man's slovenly appearance seemed to Li Moyan to be a bit of an outsider.
"Uncle, what did you just say?" Li Moyan came to the old man and asked again extremely cautiously.
The old man chuckled: "Since you heard it, little friend, there is no need to ask anymore."
"Then...please tell me, sir, please give me a fortune." Regarding the old man's answer, Li Moyan became even more convinced that he had heard correctly.
The old man looked at Li Moyan with raised eyebrows, stretched out his hand and said: "Five hundred per hexagram, give me the money first."
"I'll go! Old man, you just said there's no charge for the calculation, so why are you going back on your word?" When Li Moyan heard the price, he couldn't help but jump to his feet and shout.
The old man put the pipe aside with a smile, raised his hands and said, "That's different. Just now I asked you to settle, and you could choose to count or not. Now you are asking me to settle, so you have to follow my rules."
Li Moyan's eyes widened, and he thought that what the old man said seemed to make some sense, so he smiled and said: "Uncle, your price is a bit high, please give me a cheaper price."
The old man waved his hand impatiently: "Five hundred, no negotiation, if you think it's expensive, you can switch to someone else."
"Hey, you old man..." Li Moyan was about to curse, but then he thought about it, but he had to beg him. After all, this guy had nothing to do with him. Those four sentences just now were really bothering him.
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As the saying goes, people have to bow their heads when they are under the eaves. Li Moyan took out the money from his pocket and said with heartache: "Uncle, I will give you the money. You have to calculate it accurately. Did you see that I have a lot of people?" After speaking, he pointed.
He pointed at the group of people getting off the car behind him.
The old man counted the money with a smile, carefully put it in his arms and said, "My little friend, this matter may not seem to have much to do with you, but you are the core of it."
Li Moyan pulled a small horse and sat across from the old man. He imitated the old man's example and raised his hands and raised his head: "How do you say this?"
The old man stroked his mustache and waved to Li Moyan, gesturing for him to get closer. After Li Moyan got a little closer, he whispered mysteriously: "Whether you will rise to the top in one step or continue to be a loser will be revealed soon.
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Li Moyan cursed in his heart, what does it mean to continue to be a loser, but he still asked with great sincerity: "Uncle, where did your poem come from?"
The old man chuckled: "It's written on the hexagram."
"Writing nonsense! I don't know how many hexagrams I've made, but the hexagrams were miscalculated. You told me it's written on the hexagrams. You really think I'm an amateur." Li Moyan thought to himself, but asked with a tone of voice on his face: "Then
,Uncle, do you know what I want to ask?"
The old man laughed: "Look for someone, it's written on your face."