Rebirth of the rich and powerful

Jiang Yun was silent for a long time before saying: "It has nothing to do with you, it's my problem."

Yan Mo raised his eyes to look at him, still waiting for Jiang Yun to continue.

Jiang Yun stood up suddenly: "Let's go, it will be hot in the evening."

Then he rushed to the front all at once.

Yan Mo hurriedly tried to catch up.

He still wanted to talk, but Jiang Yun didn't give him a chance at all, just walked forward with his head buried.

It was Tan Su who leaned over and whispered to Yan Mo: "Brother, my daughter-in-law wants to be coaxed, look at me, with a few sweet words, I can coax my daughter-in-law into being obedient."

First Young Master Wen glanced at him lightly.

Tan Su immediately shut up, and after a while, he still couldn't hold back, and said, "I think Jiang Yun is very tempered. If you wait for him to lose his temper, and then say a few nice words, won't he soften?"

Yan Mo looked at him, nodded half-understanding, and said thank you.

"Sweet talk?" He scratched his head in embarrassment.

Although the two of them are really not a couple, but for some reason, Yan Mo didn't want to deny Tan Su's words at all, and only seriously pondered the sweet talk over there.

This hot spring hotel is backed by a small hill. Although the mountain is not big, it has a good reputation. It corresponds to the saying in "Humble Room Ming": The mountain is not high, but there are immortals.

There is a Taoist temple on the mountain that is said to have a history of more than 1000 years. It is actually a few ancient stone houses built on the edge of a cave near the top of the mountain. There are incense and futons in the cave. It is said that many years ago, there were really masters here. Cultivate to become a fairy.

Although Jiang Yun had been to this hotel in his previous life, he was very unfamiliar with Taoist temples. However, the mountain was not high and there was only one road. He walked ahead and saw the stone huts in a short while.

"Go in and have a look?" Tan Su suggested, and the others were also a little curious.

This place is completely different from the Taoist temples they usually see. It is just a house piled up with a few rough big stone slabs. There are air leaks everywhere in the house. It can only shelter from the rain, but it can't even block the wind.

The weather is fine today, but when people walk in, they still feel like they have entered an ice cellar.

In the middle of the main room sat a little Taoist priest, wearing only a thin black robe and cloth shoes, with an inscrutable fairy look on his face.

Tan Su immediately rushed over impatiently.

Jiang Yun had seen too many of these scams on the street, and he became suspicious, and couldn't help but look at him carefully. After a while, he saw that the little Taoist really couldn't hold on, moved his buttocks, and tightened his clothes.

Jiang Yun saw with sharp eyes that the Taoist priest's clothes seemed to be covered with warm babies...

He didn't say anything to expose it. After all, it's not easy for people to make money, and in the winter, they have to brave the cold wind and pretend to be a god.

Tan Su kept calling for the little fairy over there, and sang and reconciled with the Taoist priest. It was very lively, but only Young Master Wen was one step behind and followed him. The little Taoist takes it seriously.

The little Taoist priest raised his voice, but Tan Su was still the only one who agreed with him.

The little Taoist finally gave up his efforts to continue soliciting customers, and seriously fooled Tan Su.

"My morality is only average, but my master is really powerful. He can see through your past and present lives at a glance, and can tell good fortune and bad luck with a single word." The little Taoist boasted.

"What about your master?" Tan Su immediately asked.

The little Taoist felt dejected for a moment, then quickly returned to his original complacency: "Master is an expert outside the world, so he won't take action easily."

While speaking, a stone door in the inner room was pushed open, and a handsome middle-aged monk came out.

This man has long hair, but it is not tied into a bun like the little Taoist priest, but is half-draped behind his back. His hair is black and shiny like satin, and he is wearing a black robe similar to the little Taoist priest, but it looks empty, as if at any time. I will go west with the wind.His face was a little pale, especially his lips, which were faintly gray, as if he was dying of illness, but his steps were steady and not chaotic, his posture was comfortable, and he didn't look like a patient at all.

"I have guests visiting, I'm sorry I can't welcome you." He said politely, and then glanced at his apprentice: "Baiyun, why don't you serve tea to the guests?"

The little Taoist priest named Baiyun jumped up in a hurry, suddenly remembered the tricks in his clothes, and hurriedly tried to wrap his clothes around, but it was a pity that there were too many warm baby stickers, and a few fell out accidentally, he laughed strangely With a sound, he grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly and ran to the back room.

Tan Su stared at the warm baby stickers on the ground for a long time with an unpredictable expression.

"I'm sorry, the villain is naughty, but he was worried that I was too tired to make such a bad move." The middle-aged Taoist smiled lightly, which is like a real master of the world.

Tan Su straightened up reluctantly, and said angrily: "Your apprentice is wrong to do this. If you are afraid of the cold, you should wear more clothes!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest had no choice but to nod his temper, even so, he still seemed to have an extraordinary temperament.

First Young Master Wen had already corrected his expression, and saluted the middle-aged Taoist priest: "Master Baoshi, we are the ones who bothered you."

Daoist Baoshi shook his head slightly and smiled: "It's okay, I am willing to come out because you are predestined."

This bouldering real person is a very famous master, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see him. Wen Tingyun only saw his photo a long time ago, but he didn't expect that this person lived in seclusion on this mountain and was willing to come out to meet a few people.

"Today, the room is full of heroes, and they are so radiant." Daoist Baoshi glanced at the crowd, paused on Jiang Yun for a while, and then smiled: "Is there any hexagram to explain?"

Unexpectedly, Ding Lengqiu was the first to say: "I want to ask about the future, how can I test it?"

Daoist Baoshi took a direct look at him, and said, "You are strong, power-loving, and resourceful. Once you identify your goal, you will be able to overcome all difficulties and go all out. However, if you are too self-conscious, your tolerance will be weak, and Induction of disharmony and resentment. You should be a little humble and not too violent. If you are so elegant and introverted, your skills will be doubled, and you will naturally win, and you will avoid the bitter fruit of failure.”*

Ding Lengqiu thought for a while, then nodded and stepped back: "Thank you."

Tan Su, Wen Tingyun asked all of them, even Qi Yuanfan who usually seemed to be innocent, only Gao En shook his head stubbornly, but listened curiously to the other people's hexagrams.

Daoist Baoshi suddenly looked at Jiang Yun: "What do you want to ask?"

Jiang Yun was originally a reborn person, and it would be wrong to say that he didn't believe it, but he was not interested in deciding his own destiny just by relying on a few casual words from a stranger.

He shook his head.

Daoist Baoshi used to never say a word when he didn't ask questions or believe it, but this time he was an exception. He looked at the end of the speech again and said: "You two, one of you has a long life, and the other died young. , and now they are involved together, but many changes have suddenly occurred, but as long as we support each other in this life, we will eventually be able to be like plum blossoms in frost and snow, blooming in full bloom in spring, and the dragon and phoenix will be auspicious, which is beyond words."

Before Jiang Yun and Yan Mo could make a sound, Tan Su laughed strangely beside him.

At the end of the sentence, he ignored Tan Su, and only nodded gratefully to Daoist Baoshi.

Jiang Yun's face turned pale and he was speechless.

In his previous life, he did die young as a teenager, but when it comes to supporting each other all his life... Jiang Yun glanced at Yan Mo, and this man didn't like him, let alone his whole life.

At the end of the sentence, he noticed Jiang Yun's gaze coming over, and hurriedly smiled at him, but Jiang Yun turned his head stubbornly, and didn't look this way again.

After several people finished watching, Eldest Young Master Wen asked about Gua Jin, Daoist Baoshi just flicked his sleeves, said casually, and went back to the inner room.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to recover.

After a while, Tan Su asked Wen Tingyun: "Is this bouldering real person really so famous?"

"Nonsense, my master can't be invited by ordinary people." The little Taoist re-entered the room at this time, he had already changed into a padded robe, and at this time he was holding a wooden tray with a pot of tea on it and a few empty glasses.

The teapot was still steaming, and it looked extremely warm in this deserted stone house.

Tan Su thanked him, holding the steaming teacup, his palms finally warmed up, and he took another gulp, his whole body was hot, and he let out a long and comfortable sigh.

"Speaking of which, why do you live in such a leaky room?" Tan Su was curious.

"There is no air leakage in the inner room," said the little Taoist priest. "Besides, the master said that you can practice qigong here. It's just that my qigong is not strong enough, so I can't stand it."

"What kind of kung fu you practice, I think it will make people sick. If you look at your master, you will be seriously ill." Tan Su said again.

The little Taoist glared at him: "What do you know, Master, this is..."

He stopped halfway through his words and stood up: "Since Master has finished interpreting the hexagram, you should go!"

"Hey wait, we haven't given the hexagram gold yet." Tan Su said.

"Master said, do as you please." The little Taoist spread his hands, facing several people, and said casually, but the action did not mean that.

The little Taoist priest was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a round head, round face, and round eyes. He made such a rascal look, but he was innocent and cute.

Tan Su originally only wanted to tease the little Taoist priest, but at this moment he also became embarrassed, scratched his head and asked with a smile, "Can I use my mobile phone to transfer money?"

The little Taoist looked at him with a smile: "Do you think I look like someone with a mobile phone?"

"...It's not like..." Tan Su said weakly.

Before he finished speaking, he saw the little Taoist priest take out a newest smart phone from his pocket, and whispered, "Quick, quick, Master doesn't like me using this, so hurry up!"

Several people transferred the money to the little Taoist with a blank face, one or two thousand more, and several hundred less. Only Jiang Yun hesitated for a moment, and directly transferred [-].

The little Taoist was taken aback, and bowed sweetly to Jiang Yun: "Thank you for this kind man."

At the end of the speech, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Yun's actions, and happily followed him ten thousand times.

This is to get rich?The little Taoist was simply delighted.

It's really not that he is greedy for money by nature, but that the master's temperament is too fairy-like, and many people pay a lot of money to invite him but refuse to go, and they still look like they are letting go of their fate. If it weren't for him, the master and apprentice would have gone to drink the northwest wind.

When going down the mountain, Yan Mo leaned over to Jiang Yun's side, and said happily, "The fortune teller also said that we should support each other, so when we go down the mountain, we should support each other and walk together."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Jiang Yun's hand.

Jiang Yun quickly avoided it, and even glanced at Yan Mo strangely: I'm afraid this person is not a fool, is he?

"Support doesn't mean that." Jiang Yun told the fake foreign devil with a straight face.

"I know," Yan Mo smiled, "but isn't that what the original literal meaning is? Do what the master says, and you can never go wrong."

I believe in your evil!

Jiang Yun didn't bother to pay attention to him, and took Tan Su away by himself.

"What to do, I still need to support each other with Miss Wen!" Tan Su said with a laugh.

Yan Mo looked at Jiang Yun's back hurriedly walking to the front, this time he didn't feel sad about being left behind at all, he just grinned happily.

The author has something to say: *This is really a hexagram deciphered from a metaphysics website with Ding Lengqiu’s name hahaha