After being reborn, I became a scumbag and his aunt

Chapter 380
The man in the xuanqing brocade robe was Emperor Qingming, and he held up his wine glass.

Wu Jian beside him got a signal, got up and walked to the shopkeeper, took out an ingot of gold and put it in his hand, "This inn is reserved by our master, except Wu Banxian, everyone else please go."

The shopkeeper took the heavy gold, his face was full of joy, and he quickly emptied the inn.

Everyone saw that the other party seemed to have a lot of background, and they didn't dare to talk too much, so they all backed out.

The shopkeeper and the staff in the store were also cleared to the backyard, and there was no one else in the entire inn.

Emperor Qingming got up, walked to sit down opposite Wu Banxian, he was tall, even though he could hide his power, he still felt oppressive.

He looked at Wu Banxian with deep eyes, his eyes were as real as they were sharp.

Wu Banxian ate the mutton noodles, as if there was no such person on the opposite side, and he didn't seem to feel the pressure on his head at all.

Wu Jian frowned as he watched, and stepped forward to scold him, but was stopped by Emperor Qingming's eyes.

Wu Banxian finished eating the noodles calmly, raised his sleeve to wipe his mouth, and then raised his eyes to look at Emperor Qingming, "Divination, or stay in a hotel?"

Emperor Qingming said in a deep voice, "You are a half-immortal, what do you think?"

Wu Banxian stretched out his hand, "I am a Banxian who divination, so I will collect the gold for the divination first."

Emperor Qingming took a piece of silver from Wu Jian and put it on the table, "Let's talk."

Wu Banxian took the silver and didn't even throw out the copper coins, and said with a smile, "You are here for divination, so you don't stay in the store."

Emperor Qingming said lightly, "Then what if I stay here?"

Wu Banxian smiled and said, "If you can stay in this shop for a night, I will go back to the mountains and continue to practice my skills."

Emperor Qingming stared at him noncommittal and said, "You are quite confident."

Wu Banxian poured a bowl of tea and drank it, "This kind of small hexagram is mostly based on observation and observation, and many ordinary Taoists can understand it. Your Excellency's table is full of good wine and food, but your Excellency has not touched a mouthful, not a drop of wine." Zhan, even if the wine glass is picked up, I just smell it. You are so cautious, how can you stay overnight in this inn. If I don’t even have this ability, I’m afraid I’ll be beaten by my master before I go down the mountain died."

Emperor Qingming was a little surprised by this person's frankness and observation. He asked, "Who is your teacher?"

"No comment."

Emperor Qingming's eyes were slightly cold, "What if someone puts a knife on your neck and asks?"

Wu Banxian glanced at those tall and burly followers, and sighed sadly, "No wonder the old master said that it is not known whether I can go back alive after going down the mountain. I have only done a few divinations, and it is already several I personally want my life. If you want my life, I can’t say it. If I say it, the divination will not work, and the practice of more than [-] years will be in vain. I might as well die.”

Emperor Qingming frowned slightly, feeling that Wu Banxian was really cunning, if he was really forced to tell the name of his master, even if he made it up, he would not do any more divination.Then he really lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

He took another piece of silver from Wu Jian and put it on the table, "You come to divination again, what is my birthday?"

Wu Banxian pushed Yinzi and shook his head, "Those who calculate such hexagrams are the most troubled. Knowing the day when I will die, how can I live this day? I can't do such things as leaking the secrets and violating the rules of heaven."

Emperor Qingming said, "I don't ask you to say the exact age, you just count it, can I live a long life?"

The end of an emperor's birthday is naturally the end of his throne. If he dies, the brothers and grandchildren around him will be considered safe.Or, lack of patience.

Only then did Wu Banxian collect the money, sprinkle the copper coins on the table, and glanced at it casually.Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he jumped up.

He made a long bow and said, "The poor Taoist just didn't know the real person of the nobleman, so I offended you so much, I ask the nobleman to forgive me!"

Emperor Qingming was more convinced of his ability, "Those who don't know are innocent, let's talk about it."

Wu Banxian didn't dare to sit down anymore, and stood there and said, "The fate of a nobleman is born to be extremely precious in the world, and he has the protection of the heavens, and his life is long."

Emperor Qingming's heartstrings, which had been tensed for several years, loosened.He is not afraid of others coveting his seat, because since he took this seat, he has been making complete preparations to prevent problems before they happen.

But after stretching for a long time, I was a little tired after all.There is such a Taoist priest who is so lucky, even if he doesn't believe it completely, it is enough for him to take a breath and take a rest.

He couldn't deny that if the Taoist said something about his short life, he would definitely kill the prince and King Jin without hesitation, no need to worry about the world's comments.

Emperor Qingming's pupils shrank suddenly.

Hu Banxian paused for a moment on the copper coins on the table, then quickly collected the copper coins, holding Fuchen and drooping his eyes to concentrate his attention.

His flash of hesitation did not escape Emperor Qingming's eyes.

Emperor Qingming squinted at him, "What else?"

Wu Banxian laughed dryly, "It's gone."

Emperor Qingming rubbed his jade wrench finger, and said in a low voice, "If you don't say it, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to say it in the future."

Wu Banxian squeezed a wry smile on his face when he heard the words, "If the poor Taoist says so, I'm afraid I won't be able to live."

Emperor Qingming stared at him with cold eyes, imposing.

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Banxian was already dripping with cold sweat. He finally couldn't hold it anymore, and said, "Although the nobleman has a long life, he has provoked the wrath of the heavens and the people. Later generations commented on it rather poorly, and he was exhumed and ashamed."

"presumptuous!"

A high-pitched voice sounded, Wu Jian stepped forward and kicked Wu Banxian to his knees.

"If you talk nonsense about the next life, whoever will check with you! If you say that I will be a monk in my next life, I will have to settle accounts with you in my next life!"

Wu Jian said angrily, and kicked Wu Banxian twice as if he couldn't understand his hatred.

Wu Banxian got up, slapped the dust on his body, and hummed, "We cultivators know some punches and kicks. But I don't care about you. There are so many of you, I can't beat you."

Emperor Qingming raised half of his hand and slowly squeezed his fist, then retracted it.

He pressed down with a faint murderous look, and said in a low voice, "Heaven is angry and people are complaining. Tell me why you are angry and people are complaining."

Wu Banxian said, "That's another hexagram. Pindao's hexagram doesn't count that much."

Emperor Qingming signaled Wu Jian to give him the silver, "Then you can make another divination."

Wu Banxian didn't take the money, so he stepped back, hid behind a wooden pillar in the lobby, his head was exposed, and he said stiffly, "Today's Sangua is full. Please come early tomorrow, my lord."

Emperor Qingming's patience ran out, and there was a hint of anger on his face.

Wu Jian grabbed Wu Banxian's arm and pulled it away, "It's your good fortune that the master came to you for divination. What's the matter if you just leave it behind after half-calculating? Don't be ignorant of good and evil, you will seek your own death!"

Wu Banxian hugged the pillar tightly, and shouted disgustedly, "Don't talk about it, you eunuch! According to the rules set by the patriarch, you can only gossip about this kind of revealing of the secrets a day, and if there are too many poor people, you will be punished by heaven!"

Emperor Qingming got up and walked out, "Take him into the palace!"

(End of this chapter)