After Princess Xuanxue came down from the mountain, the whole capital was in chaos.

In the past few years, it's not like Qian Jin hasn't found someone to do fortune telling, but the fortune teller can only tell him a rough location and ask him to find it. Others have sent out many people and spent a lot of money, but they can't find anyone.

The little Taoist priest opposite said the same thing again. Qian Jin thought about what Sister-in-law He said and did not dare to say that Yuan Qi was cheating. He suddenly grabbed Yuan Qi's wrist: "Little Taoist Priest, since you calculated that my son is safe. , can you run with me to find my son? If you just point me in one direction, I won’t be able to find him."

Yuan Qi could see what he was thinking at a glance, it was because he didn't believe her. She smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Have you met a charlatan? They just pointed you in the direction, but of course you couldn't find it."

She got rid of his restraint with a flick of her wrist: "It's no problem to take you to find him, but it's another price."

Qian Jin was stunned. The strength he had just used was quite a lot, and the other party could break free so easily. This was not like the strength a nine-and-a-half-year-old child should have. And how could the other party know that he had once settled with someone?

Then he had a little more trust in Yuan Qi: "It's easy to say, let's leave now? Which city gate should we go to, Mr. Xiaodao?"

Yuan Qi pursed his lips and glanced at him: "Don't be busy, let me figure out where he is first."

Qian Jin said awkwardly: "Little Taoist Master, please——"

Yuan Qi took out six copper coins from the cloth bag, then placed the coins in his palm, clasped them with both hands, raised them high above his head, recited Qian Songling's birth date and began to shake the divination, and drew different lengths on the paper. The horizontal line, it only takes a moment for a hexagram to appear.

"Let's go, it's thousands of miles away, probably Yangzhou, heading southeast, let's go out of the south gate. But it will take about five days. I want to tell my family, Mr. Qian, please wait a moment."

"It can't be reached in five days, right?" Qian Jin frowned and calculated. It's impossible to arrive in five days from a thousand miles away. How could it be possible in five days?

"Five days are enough." Without raising his head, Yuan Qi took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the cloth bag, wrote a line of words on the paper, then folded it into a paper crane, nodded his eyes, and gently touched the paper crane with his fingertips. A little, give a little spiritual power: "Go ahead."

The paper crane fluttered its wings and flew away. Qian Jin was dumbfounded. Is the Taoist priest a god?

Doesn't this mean that he will definitely be able to find his son this time?

Qian Jin greeted the coachman who was hiding in an alley not far away. After a while, the carriage came over.

Qian Jin ordered the young man who came with him to ask his wife to wait at the gate of the city. The couple wanted to go together.

At the gate of the city, Qian Jin's wife was helped into the car by a maid. Yuan Qi looked over and found that her eyes were indeed not well. Her retinas were gray-white, and her vision would probably be very blurry, but she could recover if she took good care of herself.

"Mrs. Qian, if you cry again, you will really go blind. Even if you find your son, you won't be able to see."

In Mrs. Qian's eyes, she only saw a vague outline, which was probably a little girl wearing a blue robe. She waved her hands and walked towards Yuan Qi. Yuan Qi quickly took her hand: "Don't worry, I can definitely do it." Find your son."

Mrs. Qian was very excited: "The boy who came to report the news said that the Taoist priest is a god who has descended to earth and can make paper cranes fly away. Taoist priest, as long as you can help me find my son, I can donate any amount of sesame oil!"

Yuan Qi liked hearing this kind of words, but she was not used to physical contact with others, so she put back Mrs. Qian's hand: "Your son is a man of profound blessings, but I have raised your son for several years, so I'm afraid he won't It's so easy to put it back, Lord Qian and Mrs. Qian had better think of countermeasures in advance."

Qian Jin frowned slightly: "Are you saying that our trip may not go well?"

Yuan Qi smiled and said nothing, otherwise, she would not have come.

The carriage was fast and steady. At noon, the driver saw the words "Yangzhou City" written on the city gate in front of him. Everyone was frightened: "Master Marquis, madam, Yangzhou City... is here, here it is!"

"Nonsense!" Qian Jin got out of the car to check and saw those three words. Yuan Qi jumped out of the carriage and told him calmly: "It's just a little magic, nothing to be surprised about."

Qian Jin felt that he was dreaming, or that the name of the city in front of him was wrong, or that his memory was wrong. Yangzhou City was not a thousand miles away, but a hundred miles away.

When they entered the city, Qian Jin and Mrs. Qian were still in a daze.

Yangzhou's business is prosperous. Many businessmen travel all over the world and accumulate countless wealth. There are as many as stars with huge wealth.

Thinking of this, Qian Jin felt that he had no goal again, and couldn't help but worry: "Little Taoist, Yangzhou City has a population of one million, where are we going to find it?

Yuan Qi is not a god, so he naturally doesn't know where Qian Songling is.

She pointed to a restaurant and said, "It's not busy. Let's go in and eat something to fill our stomachs so we can find someone."

Qian Jin felt that Yuan Qi was not that capable anymore, so he was a little unhappy. He wanted to find his son immediately!

But it’s indeed noon, and it’s time to eat.

Without saying anything, he helped his wife and entered the restaurant.

While waiting for the food to be served, Yuan Qi made another divination. She frowned and tilted her head to look at the divination: "This is the Kan divination. Those who get this divination will have bad luck and face many difficulties and obstacles. Many things will happen." If you are stuck, you should proceed with caution.”

Qian Jin didn't understand. He only remembered that Yuan Qi said that his son had great blessings.

"Little Taoist Priest, didn't you say that my son has great blessings? Why are we facing difficulties and dangers again?" There was a hint of complaint in his words.

Mrs. Qian held his hand: "Master Hou, you have to believe the little Taoist priest. We have already arrived in Yangzhou. No matter how difficult it is, we still have to find our son. We have been looking for five years, and it doesn't take more than a few days. , be more patient.”

Qian Jin hummed and quickly apologized to Yuan Qi: "Little Taoist Priest, don't be angry. I'm too anxious to see my son."

What he feared the most was that Yuan Qi would perfunctory him and leave the matter unsolved in the end. In the past five years, he had offered large rewards and some people had provided clues, but they were all scammers, and the matter was left alone in the end. He was afraid that the reporting officer would deal with those who provided clues, and others would not dare come to provide clues.

He was afraid that Yuan Qi was also the master of deception.

He was afraid of being deceived.

Yuan Qi didn't care about Qian Jin's attitude. She could understand the other party's mood. No one would be anxious when something happened, and not many people could stay calm.

"Master Qian, there is no need to be anxious. This is not something that can be done in a hurry. The divination shows that your son is near the water in the northeast of Yangzhou. Let's find a boat to go there after dinner."

"Hey." Qian Jin and Mrs. Qian's hearts fell to the ground, and both of them knew that it was useless to be anxious.

Yangzhou is the most beautiful in March and April. There are scenes of flowers blooming everywhere, awning boats passing through the city, young women and girls in bright and bright clothes, young gentlemen with weak willows and supporting the wind, and scholars painting portraits on the street. It forms a very beautiful picture.