Journey to the West: I want to be sanctified

Chapter 222
After the young woman heard it, she felt relieved.

"Thank you, Mr. Yuan, this is Guajin."

After all, the young woman took out a few copper coins and put them in front of Yuan Shoucheng embarrassingly.

She shyly said: "I hope Mr. Yuan will forgive me, these few copper coins were saved by me secretly by myself."

Yuan Shoucheng nodded, accepted the copper coins, and said, "There's no need to talk about it. This money is money for transshipment. It doesn't matter how much it is. It will come to fruition in the future, as long as you have a clear conscience."

As soon as the words "with a clear conscience" were uttered, the young woman immediately felt completely at ease in her heart. She felt that Yuan Shoucheng in front of her was a man of good morals after all, and would not take the opportunity to blackmail her. All the words touched her heart.

She has no savings of her own, and these few copper coins are all her private money left, and she took them all out, so naturally she has a clear conscience.

Yuan Shoucheng counted until dark before closing the business.

On the way home, Yuan Tiangang said, "Uncle, what you said today is quite mysterious. It's not fortune-telling, but preaching."

Yuan Shoucheng smiled, "Tiangang, you can see clearly."

Yuan Tiangang was shocked: "Uncle, you really don't count? Are you planning to preach?"

Yuan Shoucheng asked back: "Then tell me, if I am preaching, what kind of teaching is I preaching?"

Yuan Tiangang frowned, and said, "Uncle, you don't talk about Taoist cultivation, nor Buddhism. You only talk about merit. I think this should be regarded as merit teaching."

"The meritorious teaching? Haha, it's worthy of the name."

Yuan Shoucheng laughed heartily, and continued:

"Do you know why I don't tell them fortunes?"

Yuan Tiangang shook his head, "I don't know, please ask Uncle to clarify my doubts."

Yuan Shoucheng looked dignified, and said, "Ever since I saw the reality of this world, I knew that the previous fortune-telling technique was nothing more than seeking fish from a tree, a little technique!"

Yuan Tiangang's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "Uncle, how can you say that? The technique of divination can be used to calculate the daily fortune, but it can be used to calculate the fortune of the country. How can it be a small technique?"

Yuan Shoucheng shook his head, and asked: "Then let me ask you, can you calculate the fate of this city god?"

Yuan Tiangang was taken aback for a moment, this sentence made him unable to answer.

"City God is a god, how can it be calculated?"

Yuan Shoucheng continued to ask, "Then let me ask you, can you calculate the luck of everyone in the Town God's Temple today?"

Yuan Tiangang shook his head, "No, but if you ask me to guess one by one, I can use the technique of gossip to figure it out."

"how much time is required?"

"If there are so many people this afternoon, I'm afraid it will take about three days."

"Then you figured it out, can you tell them?"

Yuan Tiangang stopped talking.

That's right, you can't tell others directly if you spend a lot of effort to calculate the luck of others, otherwise you will eat yourself back.

What can be told to others can only be a bit of information that is looming.

Yuan Shoucheng continued, "Even if you can tell him, then after he knows, his fate will change again, and what you said before will be inaccurate again.

Unpredictable, everyone's luck and destiny are entangled by countless causes and effects, changing all the time, can you count them all? "

Yuan Tiangang was a little unconvinced, "Uncle, what's the use of preaching?"

Yuan Shoucheng said solemnly: "Ever since I visited the underworld, I have understood a truth. It is better to predict the future than to change the future."

As soon as these words were spoken, suddenly, a thunder flashed in the sky.

It's pouring rain, it's pouring down!

Yuan Tiangang and Yuan Shoucheng stood in the rain and were drenched instantly.

Yuan Tiangang looked at the sky tremblingly, "Uncle, go home quickly, stop talking nonsense."

Yuan Shoucheng smiled slightly, "Okay, as long as you understand, let's go home and come back tomorrow."

As soon as Yuan Shoucheng finished speaking, he was shocked, thunder burst, and there was a downpour of rain.

It shocked Yuan Tiangang very much!
It has not rained in Chang'an City for a long time, and Yuan Tiangang heard a rumor before:

[Chang'an City will no longer rain, because too many people do not worship the river god, but worship the Buddha and burn incense, which angered the river god, and the river god wants to punish the people of Chang'an City].

It now appears that this rumor has been self-defeating.

However, this heavy rain came so suddenly that there were no dark clouds in the sky. Where did the rain come from?
Yuan Tiangang didn't get entangled in this matter, but kept savoring Yuan Shoucheng's words in his heart: Prediction is worse than change.

The more I think about it, the more I think it makes sense.

Today's major religions, Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism, are all changing the behavior of the people so as to achieve the state they imagined.

There is no sect based on divination.

It is better to create the future than to predict the future.

What audacity is this?

Yuan Tiangang looked at his uncle, who was in front of him, walking unhurriedly holding an umbrella.

His steps were firm, and nothing seemed to be able to stop him.

He finally understood why yesterday, when passers-by taunted him, he also took it lightly.

Those who have great ambitions in their hearts and big ambitions, would they care about some fallen leaves on their bodies?

Do you want to follow your uncle?

Yuan Tiangang fell into deep thought.

It wasn't until they got home that Yuan Shoucheng woke him up.

"Tiangang, why didn't you hold an umbrella all the way?"

"Ah?" Yuan Tiangang looked at the umbrella in his hand, dumbfounded.

I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I even forgot to hold an umbrella along the way.

……

At night, Zhou Yin did not go back to Hunyuan Peak, but lived in Haihaiyue.

Zhou Yin carefully inspected the formation in the backyard, and found that there was no trace of outsider invasion.

At this time, Dou Yi suddenly ran over.

Zhou Yin was a little surprised. These puppets in his family never took the initiative to come to him, and they all passively carried out his own orders.

Now that he came here on his own initiative, Zhou Yin couldn't help but fantasize...

"Boss, I have something to report."

Zhou Yin was greatly surprised, "What did you call me?"

"boss."

Zhou Yin was even more excited, this Dou Yi actually has wisdom?

Are you going to answer your own question?
"You used to call me master, why did you call me boss today?"

When Dou heard this question, he was stunned. With his only spiritual knowledge, he couldn't think about this question.

Seeing that Dou Yi was stunned and didn't understand, Zhou Yin sighed, it seemed that he had not fully developed spiritual wisdom.

Trying to put his consciousness into Douyi's body, Zhou Yin found an extremely weak consciousness, faintly appearing.

However, it is very thin and falls apart when blown.

Zhou Yin quickly withdrew and blurted out:

"Are you an artificial intelligence?"

Dou Yi was bewildered and at a loss.

"Forget it, tell me, what do you want from me?"

Dou Yi resumed his train of thought, and said:

"Boss, I met two guests today. They were dressed strangely and had no hair. They always wanted to see you."

(End of this chapter)