Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 596
"It's done!"

Zhang Qingyun immediately sat down cross-legged, the merit brought some insights, which turned into energy and flooded the whole body, Zhang Qingyun seized the opportunity, the kung fu started to work, and he started instantly.

In just a few hours, Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes: "Practicing Qi first level!"

peak!

"This feeling is so comfortable!"

Yes, it is very comfortable, with strength in his body, although he can't use supernatural powers, Zhang Qingyun is still very satisfied: "If you accumulate more merits, you will get more energy if you have more merits!"

Self-cultivation is not impossible, if relying on self-accumulation, Zhang Qingyun's own qualifications may not be able to build a foundation if he does not have a few years to lay a foundation.

"This body is good enough, but the bones are too bad."

It was the first time that he looked down on himself, Zhang Qingyun smiled wryly, and went to take a bath first.As soon as I entered the bathroom, a voice sounded in my mind again: "Look at the world's fortune, and see the number of lives. Give the whole body within a foot, and watch the breath and watch the fate."

With a shake of his body, Zhang Qingyun's heartbeat suddenly started to speed up: "Back to the age of 16, the sky eye has also mutated?"

Zhang Qingyun remembers that when he got the Heavenly Eye for the first time, he walked out of the Taoist temple and lost his supernatural powers.Only when you reach the realm of Yuanshen and walk out of the Taoist temple, can you see the misfortunes and blessings in the world and the number of lives.

Supernatural powers are no longer limited to Taoist temples!
What are you waiting for?
Zhang Qingyun took a shower, changed into a clean Taoist robe, squinted his eyes, entered his master's room, and carried away his master's signboard for fortune-telling: "This is a beautiful era!"

In this era, even fortune-tellers on the street can still exist: "I don't go to the city, I just go to the nearby villages."

"Not only can you make money, but you can also gain merit."

Once you have an idea, you will have strength. Zhang Qingyun held a fortune-telling signboard in one hand and a gossip chart in the other. After thinking about it, he put down the gossip chart and only took a sail
"Ah"

The letter on the cloth banner, known 500 years ago and 500 years later, has ten big characters and some small characters: relieve the suffering of life, and the messenger is safe: "Master is really ostentatious."

Zhang Qingyun was able to understand the ostentation of fortune-telling, and it was nothing more than to attract people's attention.If it can't attract people's attention, how can people gather and have someone tell their fortunes?
This caught the psychology of some people: "It's just that although the master sacrificed his soul and gained some cultivation, he is not the best at fortune-telling. It seems that someone smashed his sign a few years ago."

"Then this master and this equipment, if you meet an acquaintance, will you be beaten?"

Holding a banner in one hand and ringing a bell in the other: "I have really become a magic stick, but my magic stick can really help others resolve disasters."

After leaving the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun walked westward on the muddy road. The scope of the demolition this time was a bit large. With the development of the times, the magic city gradually became an international metropolis, and the urban area continued to expand.

In my memory, when he was only seven or eight years old, it took an hour to go to the city by car. Now it takes half an hour to walk.Tall buildings towered in the distance, and it was muddy here.

"In a few years or more, if you walk more than ten miles to the west, you will be in the urban area."

Now, ten miles to the west, you can see some villages.

Zhang Qingyun rang a bell and entered a village. It was already noon, and the children in the village were running around, some playing with glass beads, some using books or cards folded from cardboard boxes, and smashing them on the ground.
There are also many girls playing with rubber bands, and some children are playing rope skipping.

In this day and age, children are everywhere. When Zhang Qingyun entered the village, he immediately attracted the attention of the children, who gathered around him: "What do you do? You are dressed so strangely."

In the child's world, it is the simplest.Apart from studying, they just play. It was the first time they met a Taoist priest: "What are you holding in your hand?"

"Pindao is a celestial master who observes Taoism and can predict people's misfortunes and fortunes, resolve disasters, and predict the future."

Zhang Qingyun subconsciously wanted to stroke his beard, and only then remembered that he was 16 years old, still a teenager, and the beard on his lips was still fluff.

"Wow you are amazing!"

An eleven or twelve-year-old boy opened his eyes wide, and rolled his eyes: "Taoist, you are so powerful, can you help me see when can I not go to school?"

When can I not go to school?
What's so good about going to school?I don’t have time to play, but I have to do my homework. The teacher is so fierce. Parents are so strict. It’s okay if you get good grades in the exam, but if you don’t do well, you will be beaten by your parents
He simply thought that if he didn't go to school, everything would be so beautiful.

"Pindao helps people divination, but there is a fee."

Zhang Qingyun simply sat down on the millstone at the entrance of the village: "It's not free."

"Do you want more money?"

The boy hesitated, and took out a few coins from his pocket, one cent, two cents, and five cents.A total of [-] cents. In this era, the popular currency is one cent and two cents. For children, they can buy a piece of ice cream and some snacks: "I have money, can you do the math for me?"

Thirty-one cents, fortune-telling?
Zhang Qingyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "A fortune teller is very expensive, it costs 20 yuan."

"20 yuan?"

Teenagers know what 20 yuan is, and they flinch instantly.Their fathers go to work and earn so much money a day at most. Some parents earn more than 30 yuan a day together.

This is the late 90s and money is really worth it.

"It's a scam, let's go play."

The teenagers and children ran away one after another, Zhang Qingyun shook his head slightly, and continued to walk towards the village holding the flag.

"Hello fortune teller?"

As soon as he entered the village, Zhang Qingyun met a drunk man: "Ha, you're still a doll, do you know how to tell fortunes?"

"I have seen a layman, a poor Taoist master, and Taoist Zhang Qingyun. A poor Taoist can understand the world, see the misfortunes and blessings of the world, and can peek into one or two secrets of heaven."

Zhang Qingyun was a little modest, but he was able to directly observe a person's blessings and misfortunes with his celestial eyesight, and it was not just as simple as one or two secrets.

However, the drunk still felt that Zhang Qingyun was bragging: "There is no hair on your mouth, you can't do things well, you didn't practice Taoism well at a young age, and you learned to cheat? You are so powerful, give me a fortune, if you are allowed, you can enter the village. If not, get out immediately."

Frowning slightly, this drunk is really domineering.

"what happened?"

When the drunk man yelled, several nearby families, men, women and children gathered around.The drunk man curled his lips: "A fortune-teller came to the village to deceive people again and told him to go away. A few elderly people in our village were deceived a few days ago."

Although the drunk is domineering, his intention is to protect the villagers of his own village.A man in his forties chuckled: "Brother Tang Yuan is right, my father was cheated!"

"Well, my grandma was cheated. She finally saved dozens of dollars and was cheated by an old Taoist priest. I heard that an old Taoist priest was beaten in the next village?"

With a twitch of his eyelids, the old Taoist priest who was beaten up was either someone else or his master.

In Zhang Qingyun's mind, Daoist Yun Sheng had always been a stalwart image, but at this moment, the image collapsed, and the old Taoist also lied to others?

"That's right, that old Taoist was full of nonsense. My grandpa asked him whether the children in the family would be successful in the future. The abominable Taoist was very skeptical. He finally looked at my grandpa and said that my grandpa had no children. What about him?" Yes, my grandfather has no children, where did my father and my aunt come from?"

Zhang Qingyun instantly understood that it wasn't that the old Taoist priest was fooling people and was inaccurate in fortune-telling.

The old man lived his whole life, and in the end the warmth accompanied him all his life, and his son and daughter were afraid that they were not his own.It's really unlucky for my master to tell the truth and be misunderstood by this young grandfather.

"My grandfather slapped him with a slap and scolded the old Taoist priest. Isn't this a curse on my grandfather for cutting off his children and grandchildren?"

Very good, very powerful, the old man's comprehension ability is really good enough. If someone said that in more than 20 years, the old man would definitely do a paternity test first.

"The old Taoist ran away and was beaten again in the next village."

Zhang Qingyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and his own master was really good, so why couldn't he be more tactful and tactful?What kind of words are beaten, but what kind of words are they said?
No wonder my master often said that the world is ignorant.

"hey-hey."

The drunk man is the head of the village, he sneered a few times: "Little Taoist priest, is it the grandson or apprentice of the old Taoist priest?"

"If you are talking about the real person Guan Yunsheng, the celestial master, then it is the master."

Zhang Qingyun took his time.

"Ha, is the old liar scared, or does he feel that he is being remembered and dare not come again and let his apprentice lie to him?"

A middle-aged woman was spitting wildly: "If you send a disciple, you must also send a reliable one. Now that the level of liars is so high, you have already graduated at a young age?"

"This is definitely a liar. If you know 500 years before and 500 years after, no one can fool you. If you have known 500 years before, anyone who has gone to school and studied history will dare to say that he knows 5000 years before. "

An old man was very disdainful: "Boy, if you are really capable, you can make a fortune for me. If it is correct, we will not call the police to arrest you."

"Layman, fortune-telling requires money. A hexagram is 20 yuan. When the money arrives, it can help the old layman predict disasters and fortunes."

20 yuan?
so expensive?
Some people frowned, and the drunk took out a wad of money, the largest denomination was ten yuan, counted and took out 20 yuan: "Hey, little Taoist priest, help my sixth uncle to do the math first."

After receiving the money, Zhang Qingyun put it in his cuffs, opened his eyes and opened his eyesight, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and finally turned into a light spot, forming a seed, which fell behind the old mind.

A beam of yellow light shot up into the sky, more than one meter long: "Old man, I will be alone for the rest of my life. My lifespan will be exhausted, in the last few days."

Zhang Qingyun was a little surprised. This old man was over 80 years old. He looked healthy and looked good. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like he was near the end of his lifespan and would die in the next few days.

"The suffering in the world can be said in a few words. If you can tell it, you will have three strands of merit."

speak out?
Zhang Qingyun finally realized why his master was so miserable in this era.This is not the later generations. In this era, fists play a huge role.

Zhang Qingyun was sure that if he told the truth, he would definitely be beaten.

But take people's money and predict good and bad for others, so that cause and effect will not happen. There will even be merit: "This old layman has been lonely all his life."

The eyes of the onlookers narrowed slightly, Zhang Qingyun told the truth that the old man was a single old man, who had been a bachelor all his life.However, how can a fortune teller rashly tell fortunes for others without knowing it?

When I inquired in the village, everyone knew something about other people's homes.

These two sentences are insignificant.

"Hey, as the saying goes, good medicine is bitter to the mouth, but faithful advice is harsh to the ear. Village Chief Tang, let me take a step to speak."

Zhang Qingyun retreated a few steps, and the people behind him avoided.Tang Yuan sneered: "Just say what you have to say, why bother to hide and hide."

Zhang Qingyun smiled wryly, and looked at the old man frowning: "Forget it, since you don't shy away from it, why should the poor be so shy. As the relative of the old man, the village head Tang, please pay attention to the old man Tang. God, my husband died."

"Wow"

This is too direct!
"fart!"

A middle-aged man yelled, "My sixth master is in good health. A few days ago, my second uncle took him to the hospital for a checkup. He is healthy and there is nothing wrong with him."

"He's just being silly. You can tell he's fooling people at a glance. He said that he left a few days later. We can't do anything if he deceives us."

"beat him!"

I say!

Zhang Qingyun's heart skipped a beat. Naturally, he was not afraid of these people. Although he didn't have much supernatural power at the first level of Qi training, Zhang Qingyun was still confident in dealing with this group of people.

Sure enough, the folk customs are tough, and loyal words are harsh.

The old man was even more trembling: "This little boy is really a poisonous mouth."

"slow!"

Zhang Qingyun sneered: "Why are you so excited? The Taoist priests of the Pindao Taoist Temple are just ten miles to the east. Whether the pindao divination is accurate or not, you have been verified. Besides, the Pindao Taoist Temple is there, and you can still run away." No?"

Everyone stopped: "Then you can't curse people."

Zhang Qingyun sighed softly, turned around and left: "Believe it or not, whether it works or not, Pindao is in the Temple of Heavenly Master. If it doesn't work, Pindao is willing to return the money."

Soon, Zhang Qingyun left the village and wiped the sweat from his brow: "No wonder master, I would rather go hungry sometimes than go out to tell fortunes. It's so dangerous."

Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he would have been really beaten.

Leaving this village, Zhang Qingyun went to the next village. As soon as he entered the village, several young people shouted, and 30 people drove him out of the village: "I said, how many people have you offended, Master?"

The people in these villages really avoid snakes and scorpions, and beat people when they see them.
After running for a long distance, Zhang Qingyun underestimated resentfully: "It seems that going to the countryside will not work, we have to go to the city."

Everyone in the city is stupid and has a lot of money. Bah, the people in the city are somewhat civilized. It is impossible to call friends and friends directly, and yell dozens of people to come after them: "Go back and get ready."

Back to the Taoist temple, my master is no longer there.Zhang Qingyun was a little worried: "Old Taoist priest, don't expect any accidents. I will try to save your life now. If you die, I will have no choice but to save you."

Zhang Qingyun went to the warehouse, paved for a long time, and took out a pair of badly damaged equipment, which was clanging until night.The next day, Zhang Qingyun continued to tinker with these equipment.

Going to the village to go to the house to do fortune-telling, you need to be equipped, and you have to sit at a stall
After tidying up for another day, this morning, Zhang Qingyun was going out with these equipment on his back: "It takes at least half an hour to walk into the city."

Unfortunately, the Taoist Temple does not have a bicycle.In this day and age, having a bicycle at home is considered an important means of transportation.

Just as he walked out of the Taoist temple and was about to lock the door, a group of people came over in the distance, and it was Tang Yuan who took the lead: "Xiao Daoist, wait a minute"

(End of this chapter)