Cyber Daming

There is a piece of yellow cloth spread on the fortune-telling stall, and there are fortune-telling objects such as divination tubes, tortoise shells, and copper coins on it. A bamboo pole is inserted next to the stall, and a flag is hung on the pole with the four characters "My Gua Tongshen" written on it.

This pile of belongings looks decent, but the appearance of this fortune teller is really unsatisfactory. The strong figure squeezed a dusty tattered robe to the hilt, and the two sleeves were bulging with muscles. It seemed that the clothes could burst with just a slight bend of the arms.

Coupled with the beard on his face, he gives the impression that he is more like a reckless man traveling all over the world than a fortune-telling expert who knows astronomy and geography.

With such honor, it is understandable that no one cares about this fortune-telling stall.

"Sir, are you reading words or reading faces?"

When the acrobatic performance in the crowd was reaching its peak, with rocks smashing chests, watermelons replacing heads, breathing fire from the mouth and blowing smoke from the nose, the Taoist withdrew his gaze with unfulfilled interest and showed a bold smile to Zhang Qingyu.

"Read your palm first."

"no problem."

The Taoist stretched out a big cattail leaf fan hand and grabbed Zhang Qingyu's white jade-like palm. He moved it left and right, looked up and down, and even looked at his fingernails for a long time.

"Mr. Tsk, your recent fortune is not very good."

Zhang Qingyu smiled and asked, "How do you say this?"

"Judging from this palm print, your recent situation can be said to be full of dangers and hidden dangers. But the strange thing is that your fortune, which should have been declining all the way, is strangely strong and high. This situation is no different from cold water into strong oil, or you will become rich and wealthy. , It’s either very dangerous or dangerous!”

"Then how can I turn danger into good fortune?" Zhang Qingyu asked calmly.

"It's difficult, it's difficult."

The burly Taoist explained with a grimace: "To be honest, this is the first time I have encountered a poor Taoist in so many years of traveling around."

"Taoist Priest, you just said it's difficult, you didn't say it's unsolvable. It means there are still ways, right?"

"Sir, you are indeed an extraordinary person. He hit the nail on the head! Yes, there is a way, but that's it."

The burly Taoist secretly glanced at Zhang Qingyuan's face while he was speaking. Seeing that the other person's expression was calm and collected, as if he was not intimidated by his words at all, he immediately realized that the person in front of him was not an inexperienced young man, so he decisively changed the subject.

"This Taoist cultivator attaches great importance to the word 'responsibility'. For you to find Pindao in such a huge Xiangyang Mansion, this is a good relationship between you and me. Even if Pindao chooses to stand by and watch at this moment, the same is true. If you get caught up in the cause or suffer the fate, you can't escape. Therefore, sir, you can rest assured that Pindao will definitely help you change your luck even if you use all his life's knowledge."

Zhang Qingyu nodded and said with a smile: "Tao is a great righteousness."

What a slippery fish, but it still doesn’t bite the hook!

The burly Taoist couldn't hold his breath, and he gritted his teeth and continued: "There are ways to change your luck, but it will cost you a lot. This..."

"As long as the disaster can be solved, money is not an issue."

"Sir, you hit the nail on the head again. I admire you. The biggest problem now is the word 'money'."

The burly Taoist's expression was shocked, and he hurriedly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said in a calm tone: "Money is wealth, which is also greed. This is the first of the six desires and the source of all evils. It is difficult to eliminate it unless it is eliminated. The good thing on the road of luck should be water. , this 'money' is also called 'A Duwu' among the people. If it is not removed, it will not be clear. If it is not clear, it will not be possible to achieve the state of 'water benefits all things without fighting', and naturally it will not be able to turn bad luck into good luck. "

This weird rhetoric mixed with Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, pieced together and confused, sounded like nonsense to Zhang Qingyu.

But there was no trace of disdain on his face, and he asked solemnly: "The Taoist priest hit the mark this time. I have been troubled recently and don't know what to do. I hope the Taoist priest can clear up my confusion."

"In a word, money kills more people than a knife."

The burly Taoist shook his head pretending to be profound, "As long as you are willing to give up this fleeting glory and wealth, you will naturally be able to avoid the countless dangers that come after money and find a glimmer of peace in the crisis."

"So I should resign from my post in the prison and go into seclusion in the cave to save my life."

Zhang Qingyu took back the palms that were placed on the stall, put them into his sleeves, looked at the burly Taoist with a dull expression, and said with a smile: "Is this what you mean? Junior Brother Yanglong."

In an instant, the noisy street suddenly became quiet. The jugglers stopped their skills, the passers-by stopped applauding, the vendors stopped shouting, the playful children stopped smiling, and the people who were doing their own things, They all stopped what they were doing and looked at Zhang Qingyu.

Zhang Qingyu turned a blind eye to all this and sat quietly on the bench.

As if a barrier was broken, clarity gradually appeared in the burly Taoist's doubtful eyes.

"Yang Long didn't know that it was the prison chief who came to visit. I hope the prison will forgive me."

Yang Long, who woke up from the performance, stood up and bowed towards Zhang Qingyu.

"It doesn't matter, you are still in reincarnation, so of course you can't recognize me. On the contrary, I came uninvited and connected to the cave without permission. Please don't take offense, junior brother."

Zhang Qingyu raised his hand to signal Yang Long to sit down.

"The Xuantan Palace is responsible for patrolling the Longhu Sect members. It can enter the Huangliang Cave of any disciple at will. This is the sect's rule. How dare I blame the Supervisory Academy."

Yang Longlian said "I don't dare", and after sitting down he asked respectfully: "I wonder if the prison hospital is looking for me for something important?"

"It's nothing. I just heard from the people at the Law and Seal Bureau that your strength is recovering very slowly, junior brother, so I came here to see if there is anything I can do to help."

Zhang Qingyu said sternly: "Did the people from the Fazhuan Bureau deliberately make things difficult and randomly use some low-quality Taoist foundations to fool you?"

"The Supervisory Academy is worried. No one is making things difficult, but my own qualifications are too dull and I have never been able to adapt to the new Taoist foundation, so I have never been able to regain my strength."

Yang Long said quickly: "But don't worry, the prison hospital, as long as you give me three more days in this world, five days at most, I will go down the mountain and report to Shangrao County immediately after I recover my basic ability to cast spells."

"Don't worry, I'm not here to rush you down the mountain."

Zhang Qingyu smiled and said, "Junior brother, I think you were very involved in your performance just now. The only pity is that you still maintain the original appearance. If you don't give up the skin, the effect of this experience will be much weaker."

"The lesson learned from the prison is that I will pay attention to it in the future."

Yang Long paused for a moment, with a look of fear on his face, and said uneasily: "I just told the fortune teller for the prison hospital, and I must have said some nonsense. Please don't take it to heart."

"I think your calculations are pretty accurate, junior brother. It's similar to my current situation."

Zhang Qingyu laughed, "There is a profound meaning in giving up wealth and honor to avoid danger."

"These are just quackery tricks used to deceive people. They cannot be taken seriously." Yang Long waved his hands repeatedly.

"The art of martial arts. What kind of art is this? Junior brother, please tell me." Zhang Qingyu asked with interest.

After a while of greetings, the other party still had no intention of leaving. Instead, he stirred up some inexplicable topics with a hammer here and there. His behavior was completely different from Yang Long's impression, which made him somewhat confused as to what Zhang Qingyu wanted to do.

"A noble person like you, who has the seat of Earthly Immortal like you in the prison, is already a well-deserved immortal in the mythology of the Ming Empire. Therefore, in dream reincarnation, you will rarely think of experiencing the swindling status of a fortune teller, no. It’s normal to understand these pickled things that don’t make it to the table.”

Yang Long looked normal, and explained with a smile: "Of these Taoist priests who set up stalls in busy streets to tell fortunes, I'm afraid nine and a half out of ten are people who have never studied the Eight Classics of Taoism. Basically, they rely on Those who come to tell fortunes with their fangs and sharp mouths have probably encountered something bad. Most women are "resentful" and 90% of men are "mad". Even if they are upright people with a clear conscience, as long as they are not "Shun Xin, you can use a 'fierce' to have some influence, so this fortune telling is more of a trap than a fortune teller. As long as the fear in the other party's heart is brought out, it can scare ordinary people."

"Then if the other party is really in trouble, how to resolve it?"

"Spending money is a solution. As the saying goes, if you lose money, you will avoid disaster. As long as he loses money, he will feel that he has avoided disaster."

Zhang Qingyu asked doubtfully: "But if others find out that they have been deceived, won't they come and ask for help?"

Yang Long held up the stall in front of him with one hand and said with a smile: "Fortune tellers often boast that they like to 'travel around'. The reason is not to relieve the suffering in the world, but to escape."

"interesting."

Zhang Qingyu clapped his hands and laughed.

"However, this profession almost disappeared after Emperor Yizong delineated the twelve orders of the three religions, nine streams, and other disciplines. The reason is that it ruined the reputation of the Taoist order and the Yin-Yang order."

"What kind of reputation does Yin Yang Sequence have? They are a bunch of street rats that everyone shouts about."

Zhang Qingyu asked strangely: "Junior brother, how did you think of experiencing this kind of identity in Huangliang's dream?"

"I don't have much authority in my hands, and I can't reincarnate in the sect's cave for a long time, so I used a little cleverness to create my own cave like this, thinking that I can sharpen my spiritual will anytime and anywhere, and be able to It’s better to save a little more time. It wasn’t until I finalized the design that I realized I had gone astray. I could only bring in some identities that fit the situation based on the current situation in Dongtian.”

Yang Long said with a look of shame on his face: "To be honest with you in the prison, in addition to this fortune teller, I have also tried the juggler."

"The construction of your cave is quite unique."

Zhang Qingyu looked around. The frozen crowd returned to normal at this moment, and the frozen excitement began to flow again.

"Are they all Huangliang ghosts?"

"The prison has a keen eye. It's just a little trick."

"This construction method has been tried by new monks before, but they all gave up because it was too expensive."

Zhang Qingyu turned to look at Yang Long and said in a calm tone: "So you eat everything in order to maintain this cave?"

Boom!

A thunderstorm passed over the ancient city, and a damp cold wind passed through the streets.

The laughter suddenly turned into screams, and the crowd dispersed to escape the coming downpour.

"Prison Court, where did you start with these words?" Yang Long said with a stiff tone and a forced smile.

"You were too careless about Shangrao County."

Zhang Qingyu played with a piece of tortoise shell on the stall and chuckled: "With your strategy and ability, you should know that Xuantan Hall will notice Wu Taoist's line sooner or later. They are all believers of Longhu Mountain and use all the methods." It’s a spiritual orifice made by the Law and Seal Script Bureau. As long as you link it, the traces will not be easily erased.”

Zhang Qingyu asked: "I'm very curious, what is your relationship with Chen Qisheng? Is it worth taking such a big risk to reveal information to him?"

"No wonder the fortune teller played the role today. It turns out that I am the one who suffered the disaster."

Now that things have happened, Yang Long no longer needs to pretend. He raised his head and rubbed his frown, and said with a smile, "He and I are brothers."

"It's your fault, Yang Long, to call yourself a brother to a traitor."

Zhang Qingyu's tone became colder: "Do you know how much loss the sect has suffered because of what you did? Master Chongyuan is very angry. If he knows that you have become a traitor, you will want to die happily. I’m afraid it’s all just wishful thinking.”

"Yuan Yuan, you are also very courageous."

Yang Long smiled calmly and said: "You should have caught me a long time ago, right? You didn't report it to the sect, but instead entered my cave alone. It seems like you want to make a deal with me?"

"Yang Long, you are a smart man. As long as you help me catch Li Jun and Chen Qisheng, you will not only do nothing wrong, but you will also make great contributions to the sect. When the time comes, you will be rewarded based on your merits, and you will be able to get a seat as an Earth Immortal."

Yang Long was unmoved: "You are asking me to help you catch someone who you couldn't even catch in the prison. Isn't it too difficult for me?"

"You know whether it's difficult or not."

Zhang Qingyu said coldly: "Yang Long, you are a person who cherishes his life. Don't make a mistake."

"You know me very well, Prison Warder. You even know my bad habit of cherishing my life."

Yang Long hugged his body with two thick arms, straightened his back, and looked down in front of him.

"There are many people with the surname 'Zhang' in Tianshi Mansion, so naturally there are some idiots. Zhang Qinglu is one, and Zhang Qingsheng is also one. They don't know what tricks you are playing in the Japanese area, but I can see it clearly."

Zhang Qingyu smiled: "And I also know more and more important secrets of yours."

"Tell me what if I'm really scared?"

Yang Long's attitude made Zhang Qingyu frown and shouted in a low voice: "Yang Long, if you don't know how to show appreciation, all the souls of the Wudang Mountains in this cave will be wiped out!"

Boom!

Thunder roared again, and white light illuminated Yang Long's suddenly changed expression.

"How did you know?" Yang Long blurted out.

"Zhang Qinglu is a member of the Zhang family, but you toyed with him in the Japanese area, causing him to die and disappear. You used his life to exchange for your promotion to the Tianshi Mansion. This showed your evil intentions. Chen Qisheng betrayed Behind Longhu Mountain is a pure old-school Dao Xu, and you have to help him regardless of your own safety, which is showing a trick. "

Zhang Qingyu stared at the silent Yang Long and sneered: "Yang Long, you pretend to be afraid of death, but you have done too many things that are not afraid of death."

"It does reveal too many flaws. It seems that the master is right. I am indeed not a person suitable for cultivating Taoism."

Yang Long smiled bitterly and looked up to the sky with a long sigh.

"When Wudang Mountain was uprooted, you people were left to serve as a 'sacrificial hall' and do some useless work of gathering the bones."

Zhang Qingyu said seriously: "After hiding for so many years, you have shown all your kindness to Wudang Mountain. Help me find out where Li Jun is hiding, and I will help you get rid of these lonely ghosts and become a true Longhu Mountain Taoist." How about it?"

"Why should I do the Taoist order of your Longhu Mountain? Where do you have the courage to say that my brothers and sisters are lonely ghosts?"

A sarcastic sneer appeared on Yang Long's rough face.

A sudden roar of heavy rain enveloped the entire ancient city of Xiangyang, and figures slowly appeared in the streets and alleys.

These people include traffickers and pawns, ferocious Jianghu people, and honest and humble ordinary people, including men and women, old and young.

But when they walked into the rain, they turned into a Taoist priest wearing snow-white robes. The word "Zhenwu" was embroidered with gold thread on the sleeves and skirts. Although they stood in the rain with bare hands, a wave of energy rose into the sky. His fierce courage and cold murderous intention.

Click.

Zhang Qingyu crushed the tortoise shell in his hand, showing undisguised contempt on his face.

"Zhao Yanlong, how dare you make a mistake in front of this prison?"

As the words fell, golden skylight that did not belong to this world pierced the dark clouds.

A golden-armored god will fall from the sky, its swords and spears tremble, and its sound is like the roar of a tiger and the roar of a dragon.

"Before Jiazi, five of your families besieged Wudang. Today you and I are on the loose. I'm here to teach you how to write the word 'zaoci'."

A long street with heavy rain, humans and gods at both ends.

The sound of killing shook the sky.