Youth Cultivation/C3 The Old Fortune-teller Was an Old Man
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C3 The Old Fortune-teller Was an Old Man

Early the next morning, Shibao carried a small bamboo box on his back and walked towards the Ping Qingshan that Lin Yuanfu was talking about.

The people of Earth City called this Ping Qingshan as the mountain behind the Earth City - - Tu Shan!

There was basically no vegetation growing on the entire mountain, and it was barren and not very tall. Therefore, it was called the Earth Mountain by the people of Earth City.

Although there was no green, there were a lot of caves.

However, as the Earth City grew more prosperous, more and more scholars gathered here. Everyone felt that the name "Earth City" was too vulgar, so they discussed it together and finally changed its name to Gazing Green Mountain!

Shibao walked along the path for nearly an hour before he finally saw the Qing Shan Temple at the foot of the Green Mountain.

The incense offerings at the Qing Shan Temple were also very good. Although the people in the Earth City were not very rich, the honest people would come here to offer incense every now and then. They couldn't help but throw some incense money into the temple to seek comfort in the hope of obtaining the protection of the gods.

However, Shibao had always been disdainful of gods and Buddha.

However, Shibao only thought about it in his heart or secretly expressed it alone. He knew the consequences of offending the public outrage, especially those so-called fraudsters. He would not do something as stupid as throwing a stone at his own feet.

After an hour of travel, and carrying such a bamboo box, Shibao was already hungry to the point that his stomach was drumming.

Shibao, who was frowning slightly, rubbed his stomach and cursed under his breath helplessly. Then, he looked in the direction of the Qing Shan Temple, which was a few hundred meters ahead.

He still vaguely remembered that due to the strong incense of the Qing Shan Temple, there was a small market on both sides of the road not far from the temple. It was very lively.

Coincidentally, there were also a few noodle stalls and tea stalls. Thinking about this, Shibao quickened his pace and walked towards the Qing Shan Temple.

Shibao, who had woken up early and had not eaten anything and had been rushing for an hour, was exhausted. He hurried over and went straight to the nearest noodle stall. He took out the bamboo box and sat down.

The noodle stall assistant saw Shibao sit down and hurried over to him. He quickly wiped the table and diligently asked, "Brother, what would you like to eat?"

Shibao did not waste any time with the shop assistant. He took two deep breaths and said bluntly, "Give me a bowl of beef noodles and two more meat buns. Be quick, I'm starving!"

"Alright, little brother, please wait for a moment. The noodles and meat buns will be served to you in a while!"

Shibao nodded, wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, and looked around, not realizing that he had come at the right time.

The hawkers selling chickens, fish, and duck were shouting and bustling with noise and excitement. The noise of haggling prices was mixed in with the sounds of human voices.

However, what made Shibao feel that something was strange was that twenty meters to his left, there was a fortune-telling old man.

Seeing this, Shibao felt a little strange. A fortune-teller setting up a stall in front of a Buddhist temple to tell his fortune. Wasn't this clearly competing with the Qing Shan Temple for a job!

Shibao noticed that the old man who had set up the stall was thin, and was wearing a green robe with an unknown round pattern. His head was full of white hair tied behind his head, and there were three strands of white beard on his face, which fluttered without any wind. However, it gave people a feeling that the old man had a different kind of temperament.

Looking back, his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked very peaceful. His eyes were filled with wisdom, and he looked pure and clean. He had the air of a sage, and people looked back at him.

Shibao looked behind the old fortune-teller again. He did not see anything else, but he saw the two couplets standing in front of the fortune-teller's stall.

He looked over and saw the couplet on the left: I don't ask the heavens, I don't ask the earth, I only ask for the karma.

Looking at the right couplet, it was written: Not the heaven, not earth, only heaven's will to break the mortal world!]

Seeing this, Shibao could not help but smile. This fortune-teller still had some pen and ink, which was much better than Elder Lin's.

After looking at it for a while, Shibao felt that it was very interesting, but who would have thought that the fortune-telling old man would suddenly look in Shibao's direction, causing Shibao to immediately close his eyes. When he turned his head, it was the stall assistant who had already brought over the noodles and meat bun.

"Little brother, please enjoy your meal!"

After receiving the noodles and meat buns from the shop assistant, Shibao became a little impatient. He immediately picked up the bamboo chopsticks and started to eat the noodles.

After taking two bites, Shibao raised his head slightly. He felt a shadow appear on his left hand side and turned his head in confusion. He saw that the old fortune-teller was already standing on his left side and was looking at him with a gentle smile.

Shibao was immediately startled, he looked around and saw that he was the only one at the small square table, he thought, from the looks of it, this fortune-teller is here to find me.

Thinking of this, Shibao immediately put down the bamboo chopsticks and noodles in his hand, turned around and stood up, and asked the old fortune-teller with some embarrassment: "Did the old man come looking for me?"

"Yes!" The fortune-teller nodded and replied with his hands behind his back.

"Oh, then please sit down and talk to me!"

Shibao saw that the old fortune-teller was indeed looking for him, so he hurriedly pulled out a stool and invited the old fortune-teller.

The old fortune-teller nodded to himself, revealing a satisfied expression on his smiling face.

"May I know why old mister is looking for me?"

"Oh, it's like this. Just now, this old man saw that little brother's appearance was very extraordinary, so I was curious and made a divination for you. I hope little brother can forgive me."

"Not at all. You must be joking, old mister. This is this brat's good fortune. However, I wonder what the divination is ..." Shibao asked with some interest.

"That divination is very strange!"

"Oh, may I ask what kind of strange divination it is?"

"The divination will show that the fate is in a mess, and is not worth looking at. The top and the bottom will shake, and there will be no official discussion!

To be close to one's family, and to leave after that; to never return, there will be no regrets at all!"

" Uh... this, forgive me for being slow-witted, but this divinatory trigram, can old mister explain it a little more clearly? "

"Haha, this divination is about your fate being chaotic and unreasonable. In the future, it will be difficult to determine whether you are right or wrong. It will be difficult to distinguish between good and evil. As for the last sentence, it is not to be said!

But, little brother, you may listen to me for a moment. If you go back the way you came, you will have no regrets or unknowns. Your fate is as clear as day. If you insist on not going back, I am afraid..."

"Afraid of what?"

"I'm afraid that in the future, fate will play tricks on us, and the people we love and love will gradually leave. Things will remain the same, but people will change. In the end, I'm afraid that all of our dreams will be for nothing!" The fortune teller said with a solemn expression.

Hearing that, Shibao suddenly became speechless, and said with some anger: "You fortune-teller are so unkind. I sincerely asked you to ask, but you are talking nonsense here. Not only are you cursing me, but you are also cursing the person who is close to me. You are really hateful. Hmph, pal, pay the bill!"

With that, Shibao placed the dozen or so coins on the table and angrily carried the bamboo box on his back. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by the fortune-telling old man.

"Young friend, please wait a moment. I can see that there is a lofty state between your eyebrows, and that your body and mind are naturally pure. You must not be a mortal or a devil.

You and I were fated to meet each other today. Since you refused to listen to my advice and insisted on doing so, I could do nothing but force you to stop it. In the future, when all kinds of things happen, it will be your choice, my young friend.

However, please accept this safe talisman. If there is nothing wrong, I can feel at ease in my heart. "

After that, the old fortune-teller took out an item from his sleeve. It was indeed a safe talisman as he had said.

Shibao looked. The talisman was made of a seven-cornered talisman. It was like those talisman used by Taoists when they were performing rituals. He looked carefully at the talisman on it. Although he did not understand the meaning of the strange words, in the end, it still looked like a safety talisman.

"What, what ..." Shibao was a little confused.

"Finally, this old man will give this little brother a few words. Little brother, are you willing to listen to me?"

"Old mister, please speak!"

At this moment, Shibao respectfully asked the fortune-telling elder for guidance without the slightest hint of neglect.

"You have to rely on your will to control the unknown. You will know when you go back and forth. The world is in chaos, and you don't know what is right or wrong. When you go back and forth, you don't know!"

After saying that, the fortune-teller took Shibao's hand and stuffed the talisman into Shibao's palm. He patted it lightly twice and said take care before turning around to clean up his fortune-telling stall.

However, what Shibao did not know was that the moment the fortune-teller turned around, he revealed a strange smile and muttered to himself: "Yan..."

Then, he left.

Shibao looked at the old fortune-teller's departing figure in a daze. He was naturally thinking about what the old fortune-teller had said.

Only after a moment did he come back to his senses. He rolled his eyes and let out a soft sigh. He tied the safe amulet around his body and rushed towards the place Lin Yuanfu had told him about.

...

In a secret room somewhere, it was pitch black and silent, and no one knew what was inside.

Suddenly, a dark light appeared in the secret room, and in the darkness, a young man and a young woman were kneeling in the middle of the room.

He raised his eyes and looked over. At the end of the kneeling position, there was a huge painting. On the painting, there was a burning Black Blade. At a glance, it looked like a demonic blade. It was extremely terrifying and soul-stirring, and under the painting of the Black Blade, there was a person sitting upright.

The man was wearing a black robe, and from time to time, there would be a cold wind blowing from his body. He was extremely evil, and it was hard to tell how old he was.

After an unknown period of time, a gloomy and hoarse voice came out from the black robe: "Saber Servant, Saber Maid, can you catch him?"

Hearing this, the man and woman who were called Saber Servant trembled and lowered their heads. The man in black respectfully replied: "Patriarch Qi Bing, that traitor has already been captured by me and the Saber Maid. He is now locked up in the Saber Prison. The two of us have searched his body, but we have not found him.

Besides, I have tried to extort him with all kinds of confessions, but the traitor wouldn't tell us where the thing is. We didn't dare to do anything to him, so we just told him the truth and waited for him to tell us."

"Trash! If you can't even do such a small thing, what use do I have of you? "The Black Robed Man slapped the armrest, causing it to shatter into pieces.

Immediately after, the black robe suddenly stood up, and the black robe on his body fluttered.

"Please calm down, Master. Subordinate and Saber Servant have come to speak to the Sect Master. We hope that the sect master can bestow two of us with a Divine Blade. As long as the sect master's Divine Blade appears, there will be no reason for that traitor to resist, so as to show the divine might of our sect!" The Saber Maid explained in a hurry.

After a long while, the black-robed man slowly sat down and said.

"Alright, since that's the case, I will bestow you with a Saber God.

Listen, the two of you, aside from forcing the traitor to tell you the whereabouts of the thing, you must torture the traitor and show those who are eager to do something to me what will happen to those who betray me."

With that, the Black Robed Man waved his sleeve, and a three-foot-long black snake flew out of his sleeve.

With a hiss, the snake had already landed in front of the Saber Servant.

The Saber Maid hurriedly stretched out her arm, and the snake followed the Saber Maid's arm and wrapped around her neck. From time to time, it would spit out a scarlet red tongue, as if it was sizing up the two of them. Its scarlet eyes seemed to be emitting a ghostly light in this dark secret chamber, which was extremely terrifying.

"Thank you, Patriarch. The two of us will definitely complete the mission. We will definitely not disappoint the Patriarch!" The Saber Servant and the Saber Maid said in unison.

"Humph! Remember, remember what you said today. All of you can leave!"

"I will take my leave!"

After saying that, the Saber Servant and the Saber Maid slowly left the secret chamber. Immediately after, the dark light disappeared, and the secret chamber fell into a pitch-black silence.

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