Datang: Starting from a fortune-telling stall, Wu Zetian was suddenly abducted

Chapter 1 Rebirth of the Little Taoist Priest of the Tang Dynasty

Datang, Chang'an.

Outside the city, behind a dilapidated Taoist temple.

A new grave stood.

"Master, I've been looking for it for a long time, but these are the only wild fruits left on the mountain."

"Just make do with it."

A young Taoist priest was talking to himself while lighting incense.

Today, he is the only Taoist priest left in the entire Taoist temple, named Yuan Shouwei.

Yuan Shouwei actually traveled through time.

A few years ago, he woke up from his sleep.

The soul penetrated into this little Taoist priest with the same name and surname as him.

There was also an old Taoist who was with him, no, he passed away a few days ago.

The Taoist temple was already poor, so he spent all his money to allow the old Taoist master to rest in peace.

According to the rules, a hundred days of vigil is required.

During this time, he ate wild fruits or wild animals every day.

Nowadays, the food on the mountain is cleaner than his face.

Nothing to eat.

Right now, he is probably going to be homeless.

A few officials came over yesterday and said that he didn't have an edict, and after three days, the Taoist temple would be taken back.

He also wanted to make some arrangements and give the official a few more days of grace, but he was really short of money.

"Hey, I really agree with that sentence. A penny can't help a heroic man."

Yuan Shouwei stood in front of the Taoist temple, his back looking a little lonely.

This Tang Dynasty was a little different from the Tang Dynasty he knew.

He found that the spiritual energy here was more abundant than that in later generations, and the Tang Dynasty was proficient in martial arts, so many people were good at martial arts.

Even if a common person can play a few tricks, it is completely trivial to hit a few people in future generations.

Coupled with some historical reasons, the Tang Dynasty had very strict management of Taoist temples and temples.

If there is no martial arts expert in the Taoist temple, it will be taken back directly by the government.

And his master was good at stargazing during his lifetime.

I heard him say before that it can take as long as a year or as short as a few months to learn the art of stargazing, and you can reach the martial realm.

However, Yuan Shouwei had been practicing for three years and was extremely proficient in stargazing, but he could not reach the threshold of the martial arts realm.

"There's nothing to eat!"

"The place to live is almost gone!"

"Penniless!"

"Still a loser!"

"Isn't this Nima the beginning of hell?"

Yuan Shouwei turned around and looked at the dilapidated Taoist temple, wondering if there was anything for sale inside.

Creaking wooden door.

A tattered futon.

A handful of old Buddha dust.

Not to mention selling them, even if they are kept in future generations, apart from some archaeological value, these things are worthless.

If I don't think of anything else, I will really starve to death.

"make money."

As long as you have money, food and housing are not a problem.

Yuan Shouwei set a small goal for himself.

Although he is a waste in martial arts, he still masters a skill: stargazing.

In the past, Master relied on stargazing and fortune-telling for the surrounding people to make a living.

But Yuan Shouwei has never been asked to tell people's fortunes for fear that he will lose his life.

But right now, I can’t even eat, and it’s completely irrational to look to the future. I can only live in the present.

Therefore, Yuan Shouwei planned to go down the mountain now to take a look and calculate a few predictions for others, and then eat first.

"Little Daoist!"

From afar, he saw someone shouting at him from the foot of the mountain.

He took a closer look and found that it was old Uncle Chen from the village at the foot of the mountain. He had a son and a daughter, and his family was relatively wealthy.

My daughter has been married a long time ago; my son is also very smart. He passed the Tongsheng test a few years ago. I heard that he will take the Xiucai test in the near future.

He stood high up and could see the old man carrying rice noodles at a glance, and he couldn't help but rush up to meet him.

"Old Uncle Chen, I told you to come. Why do you bring so many things? You are too polite."

"Look what you said, you and your master also help me a lot on weekdays. Although your master is gone, our friendship is still there."

Old Uncle Chen's words made Yuan Shouwei feel warm in his heart.He took the rice noodles, then took the old man to the front of the temple and asked him if he could help.

Old Uncle Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Little Taoist Priest, I want you to calculate my son's future, okay?"

Okay!It's so good!
Just bring rice and noodles!
"Old Uncle Chen, do you want to ask whether your child can pass the scholar exam?"

Yuan Shouwei asked.

Old Uncle Chen wiped his sweat and said with a smile:

"That's right, in a few days the child will have the country test."

"Their husband also said that my son, Tongsheng, is a top grader, and he will definitely get a good ranking this time."

"So, I just want to find out with you to see if this child can successfully pass the exam."

It turned out to be fame.

In the imperial examination system of the Tang Dynasty, scholars were also divided into grades. The upper-ranking officials were ranked from the eighth rank, while the middle-ranked and upper-ranked officials were ranked from the ninth rank.

It means that if you are admitted as a scholar, no matter what rank you are in, you will have an official status and be able to shine on your family.

Old Uncle Chen's son got very good grades, and the people around him knew that it shouldn't be a problem to pass the exam, so let's just pick the good ones.

Thinking of this, Yuan Shouwei smiled and complimented:

"Uncle Chen, don't worry, your child will definitely pass the exam."

"I'm here to congratulate you first."

Old Uncle Chen is also proud of this kid and can't wait to see the results.

"Thank you, little Taoist Priest, for lending me your good words. Can we start now?"

"Okay, let's start counting now."

After speaking, Yuan Shouwei took out a one-foot-square Bagua compass and placed it in front of Old Uncle Chen.

Their fortune-telling is somewhat different from other counterparts.

There is no need to draw lots, look at faces, touch bones or anything like that.

Instead, let the fortune teller put his hand in the compass, and stars will fall down to get the hexagram.

Good luck, bad luck, misfortune and blessing can all be predicted.

However, due to the huge backlash, there are fewer and fewer scholars.

This compass is also the only relic left by his master.

At this moment, Old Uncle Chen rubbed his palms nervously and then put his hands on the compass.

The next second, the copper-colored silver needle began to spin.

Seeing this, Yuan Shouwei's heart beat wildly with the pointer.

"Don't have any problems."

"Good omen auspicious omen auspicious omen."

"Master, if you have a spirit, you must protect me!"

Because this is the first time I tell my fortune by myself.

If there is a problem, then Old Uncle Chen's rice noodles can no longer be accepted.

After that, I will go down the mountain to tell the fortune, I am afraid that people will not believe it.

By then, I'm afraid I will really starve to death.

God knows.

Observe the stars in the sky, measure the fate of the country, misfortunes and fortunes, all on one finger of the compass
Starlight fell from the sky, and the compass gradually stopped turning.

Old Uncle Chen moved his hands away.

Yuan Shouwei looked around.

I saw three beams of black light flashing on the astrolabe.

This sign is bad!

Yuan Shouwei was stunned.

Why is it not a bad omen?
If it was a sign of regret or guilt, he could still justify it.

A sign of regret brings trouble; a sign of regret brings disaster.

Both are salvageable.

But how to reverse the bad omen?

"Fuck!"

Yuan Shouwei groaned incessantly.

The duck that reaches its mouth is about to fly!
Should we say it or not?
Yuan Shouwei thought for a while, but still planned to tell the truth.

Because it is a responsibility.

Has nothing to do with hunger.

This is also his responsibility.

Yuan Shouwei gritted his teeth and was about to explain when he saw the stars flickering.

The large golden characters flew out of the compass in an instant, fluttering in the starlight!

(End of this chapter)