Data cultivation, I observe immortality in the five elements

Chapter 677 The mortal fortune teller, Wang Banxian!
Luo Yan looked around, but didn't find anything unusual.

Be it the runes, spiritual power, the mysterious power of destiny, etc., nothing abnormal was detected.

If the people of Tianyan Sect had not told him in advance that this was a test site, Luo Yan would have really thought that Shuntian Prefecture was just an ordinary mortal city.

"No wonder people say that those who can predict the mysteries of the universe are a bunch of weirdos."

At this moment, Luo Yan had a deeper understanding of the people of Tianyan Sect.

Luo Yan recalled the situation when he met Leng Zijin. He was not revealing his intelligence and was exactly the same as an ordinary cultivator, thus being able to hide from his perception.

On this point, he believed that he could not find any flaws.

You know, Luo Yan's way of perception is not only based on spiritual awareness, inspiration, magical powers and other means, but he also has a biological chip on his body.

Even so, he still couldn't detect anything unusual about Leng Zijin!

This is simply horrifying!

Such a powerful camouflage ability would be fine if it was a senior expert, but among his peers, Leng Zijin is the only one who can give Luo Yan such a feeling!
Combining his observations of Leng Zijin, Luo Yan guessed that the people from the Tianyan Sect in this city should be the same.

It would be difficult to find them using conventional means of perception alone.

Moreover, this person's cultivation strength is very likely to be stronger than Leng Zijin, which naturally means that Luo Yan's search will become more difficult.

Is this forcing him to control everyone in the city and then search one by one?
But soon, Luo Yan threw this idea out of his mind. If the other party really wanted to hide and use such means, it would definitely be ineffective.

Did he have to escape into the mortal world and search like a headless fly?
Luo Yan frowned and walked on the street, his heart full of doubts.

According to his previous rough perception, the number of mortals living in Shuntian Prefecture is at least hundreds of thousands of households. With so many mortals gathered together, if he were to identify and search for them one by one, how long would it take him to find them?

"No, if this is a test, no matter how hard I try, it should be difficult to find any flaws."

"So, the key to breaking the impasse may still depend on the power of destiny."

Thinking of this, Luo Yan gathered a ball of destiny's mysterious force and wrapped himself around it.

Then, infinite divine light burst out, revealing four round magic coins that stood in the void.

'Om! '

The four round magic coins rotated with Luo Yan's mind, circling continuously, and finally pointed to four directions, which were the four roads at the fork in the street.

Luo Yan closed his eyes, completely relaxed his mind, allowed the mysterious power of fate to guide him, and then walked forward step by step.

As his mind was tossing and turning, Luo Yan walked to a three-story teahouse with the words "Liu's Teahouse" hung on the plaque.

"Is this the place?" Luo Yan entered with surprise.

As soon as I walked to the door, I could hear the noise of people inside, and the whole attic was filled with the refreshing fragrance of tea.

"Sir, please come in!"

"The guest's face looks a little unfamiliar, but he has an air of nobility. I believe he has condescended to come to our shop, which really makes our shop shine."

"The shop has top-quality white tea, oolong tea, green tea, black tea, as well as Huijitang snacks and Xuji maltose."

The waiter in the teahouse was a talkative and perceptive man. Even though this was Luo Yan's first time here, the waiter didn't ask anything and led him straight to the quiet room on the third floor.

After all, people who can work as waiters are all savvy people, and they can basically tell who is a VIP customer at a glance.

Although the young man in blue in front of me had a calm expression, the charm he exuded was definitely the first time I had seen it in my life.

That smell is even more comfortable than the talent revealed by those literati and elegant scholars!

Such a person is probably not just noble, but at least unattainable!

Thinking of this, the waiter's expression became more flattering and respectful.

Teahouses are a gathering place for all kinds of people. Compared with brothels, they are not as disgusting. In most cases, you can hear a lot of gossip that seems secret but is actually widely circulated.

Luo Yan was very clear that after he had used all his means of perception and still failed to find the problem, he realized that the people from Tianyan Sect were deliberately testing him.

Although the test question is not clear, we can still roughly guess Tian Yanzong's thoughts based on the relevant information.

This is a sect that uses the secrets of heaven to deduce and spy on fate. It also provides an advance guide to find something, and the address given is a mortal city.

Naturally, this so-called assessment must be related to fate and mortals.

Plus the guidance of my own destiny
This teahouse under his feet might have the information he wants.
So Luo Yan came here. He planned to spend some time to crack the test given by Tianyan Sect from a mortal's perspective.

In the quiet room on the third floor, Luo Yan sat on a red-painted chair like an ordinary person, savoring the snacks on the table and taking a sip of tea from time to time.

Directly opposite the quiet room is a small window with a wooden baffle, through which you can see most of the teahouse downstairs.

Outside the quiet room, there stood a servant in linen clothes, as if ready to listen to the orders of the distinguished guest in the side room at any time.

In the lobby of the teahouse, a strong man wearing a thick cotton coat, looking a little pale, threw a few green beans into his mouth, shivered all over, and then said loudly:
"Oh my god, there really is a ghost in the backyard of the Zhou family master."

"It is said that a burly man like me would not see anything after entering, and would not even stay there for a cup of tea. He would instantly faint, and then be thrown out like a dead dog."

"Hahaha, Li Er, you didn't say the whole thing, did you?"

"Why did I hear that there's a very beautiful young lady in red living in Mr. Zhou's backyard?" A tea drinker nearby interrupted, looking at the burly man with a scrutinizing gaze.

In the current weather, everyone is wearing thin clothes, but a strong man is wearing a thick cotton coat.
"That's right, what do you mean by fainted?"

"I heard from the servants of the Zhou Mansion that every man who entered the Zhou family's backyard was stripped naked and thrown out after having sex with the girl," said another tea drinker.

Obviously, someone has already guessed the answer to the question and is taking the opportunity to make a comment.

"Isn't that girl pretty? I wonder what it feels like to do that with a female ghost?"

"Li Lao Er, you must have been in there before, otherwise your face wouldn't be so weak and pale, and your body wouldn't be so cold. Can you tell me more about it?"

"Is it you who can't do it?"

"Otherwise, how is it possible that he couldn't even last a cup of tea?" a guest at the next table joked.

It was no longer a secret that the Zhou family master's house was haunted, and almost half of Shuntian Prefecture knew about it.

Because the news was first spread by Mr. Zhou himself.

Strangely enough, the red-clothed female ghost in the Zhou family's backyard didn't harm anyone, but she just liked to have sex with mortal men. She also asked the Zhou family's master to find some young and strong men to go over, otherwise she would make the Zhou family restless.

Under such pressure, the master of the Zhou family could only release the news to the outside world. As long as someone was willing to come, each person would be given one or two taels of silver per night, and there was a guarantee that their lives would not be harmed.

With such a guarantee, even if it is related to ghosts and gods, it is easy to make people shudder, but what this world lacks the least is brave people.

Because compared to the strange stories and monsters, poverty is the most terrifying thing!

In addition, there is the red-clothed female ghost in the Zhou family's backyard, who only has intercourse and does not kill people, and there is also Master Zhou's money to pave the way.

Naturally, many poor people took this as a job and started to make money.
This is also a joke in Shuntian Prefecture.

The rich and powerful avoid her, but poor men flock to her.
But a female ghost is still a female ghost after all. If a strong adult man goes in, he will feel cold all over when he comes out, and most of his yang energy will be lost. It will take at least half a month of rest to recover.

Otherwise, more people will go to that place.

"Fart! Fart!"

"You haven't seen that young lady. She is so beautiful that she can make fishes sink to the bottom of water and geese fall to the ground. Her figure and face are absolutely amazing!"

"But it was too cold when I was hugging him. It was like hugging a big ice cube. I was shivering with cold. Otherwise, I wouldn't have fainted without feeling anything at all."

Seeing that his words were exposed, the sturdy man in the thick cotton coat did not get angry, and continued to talk about the red-clothed ghost in the backyard of Zhou's mansion.

It looks good, and intercourse is real, but it just doesn't feel like it, and then it was carried out.

So much so that he is still wearing a thick cotton coat, it is really too cold!

"Wang Banxian from the east of the city has already calculated that the ghosts in the backyard of the Zhou Mansion are extremely dangerous, so he told you not to go there."

"As a result, you guys all want money more than your life, and you treat the Zhou family master as a charity."

An elderly tea drinker sighed, but no one paid any attention to him because the young lady in red in the backyard of the Zhou mansion had been there for several years.

During this period, I haven't heard of anyone getting into trouble.

Since there is money to be made, it is just a simple matter, so why not do it?

Isn't this easier than any other way to make money?
Besides, this old guy is not a good person. In order to make money, he had secretly gone to the backyard of Zhou’s mansion before.

Unfortunately, the female ghost in red disliked him because he was too old and useless, so she threw him out.

This scene happened to be seen by a few idlers, who spread the story and caused people to laugh at it.
After listening to gossip for most of the day, Luo Yan finally found out some key information. One was the master of the Zhou family, the second was the woman in red in the backyard, and the third was the fortune teller in the east of the city.

"Let's go to the fortune teller's stall in the east of the city first."

Luo Yan thought about it and decided to put the incident of the female ghost in Zhou Mansion aside for now, because the fortune teller's words made him feel inexplicably familiar.

It was as if that was the person he was looking for.

"Waiter, I heard there's a Banxian Wang in the east of the city?"

"Tell me about him." Luo Yan called the servant guarding the door in and asked.

At the same time, he waved his hand and a small ingot of silver appeared on the table.

"To answer your question, Mr. Wang Banxian is a very mysterious and evil person. Some people even say that he is a cultivator."

The waiter in the teahouse took the silver on the table, his expression became extremely flattering, and then he began to tell information about the immortal Wang.

"Wang Banxian, also known as Wang Laoxie, is very good at fortune-telling, but he only tells one fortune a day, and almost all of his predictions come true, so many people in the city have asked him to tell their fortunes."

"But among those who seek his fortune-telling, if they are sincere and trustworthy, then it's fine. But if they go back on their word, they will surely be in trouble."

Luo Yan took out another ingot of silver from his sleeve and placed it on the table, signaling him not to keep him in suspense and continue talking.

Sure enough, when the teahouse waiter saw this, his smile widened.

"Wang Laoxie's fortune-telling is very accurate. Anyone who asks him for fortune-telling can get an accurate fortune."

"He can even accurately predict what will happen in a few days, which has attracted a lot of people to come to him for fortune-telling."

"But Wang Laoxie has a rule, that is, those who seek wealth need to give him half!"

"Once, a farmer from outside came to ask about the harvest in his field this year."

"Wang Banxian gave a specific answer, but it required the farmers to give him half of the harvest from their fields on harvest day."

"For such things, the farmers who came to the fortune tellers naturally agreed without hesitation, but changed their minds when the harvest came."

"But this is where Wang Laoxie's evil nature comes from. Those farmers had their fortunes told, but they dared to refuse to pay. In the following months, plague broke out in their homes, or fires broke out unexpectedly."

"What a coincidence! The amount of lost food is exactly the same as Wang Laoxie's divination gold!"

Having said this, the waiter's voice became much quieter, as if he was very worried that the powerful Wang Banxian would hear it.

This is the evil of Wang Laoxie, it’s simply terrifying!
"As for the person asking the question, he needs to convert his own property into silver and then divide it among them."

"If it's an ordinary family, it's fine, but if it's a powerful family, then the cost of fortune-telling is too high."

“Therefore, although many people seek his fortune-telling, very few are powerful and influential.”

"Everyone respects and fears this Wang Banxian, and at the same time they are very wary of him."

"Even those officials dare not provoke Wang Banxian"

Soon, through the narration of the teahouse waiter, Luo Yan had a general understanding of the Immortal Wang.

Such a character is in line with the personality of a cultivator.

"From what you said, this Wang Banxian is actually a cultivator?" Luo Yan asked curiously.

"We are not sure about this, because Wang Banxian was beaten up later," the teahouse waiter replied truthfully.

"Oh? What's going on again?" Luo Yan threw out another ingot of silver and placed it on the table.

At this moment, the teahouse waiter's face was replaced by ecstasy, but his tone was still very light.

(End of this chapter)