By October, Lingnan was still full of greenery. A small town with a mysterious color was hidden among the green mountains and waters. The city presents a happy and peaceful scene of living and working.

With the rise of Lin Junran and the United Business Group, the Changlin family fell and became the largest clan in the entire Lingnan region. Everyone in the clan no longer had to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation.

After several years, they have also found an effective management method: mainly to cultivate talents, cultivate the younger generation of the tribe, and then transport it to some important industries under the United Business Group.

The layout of the houses in the city seems quite particular, with a perfect drainage system, and the people living here are increasingly neat and clean, making it look like an ancient city scenic spot in later generations.

Surprisingly, in addition to the private houses, there is also an exquisite Taoist temple here. The horizontal plaque is made of three "Luofu Temples" with gold-burned black background.

A Taoist priest of medium figure was wearing a clean blue Taoist robe with a wooden bun on his head. His face looked rosy and without any wrinkles, but his hair was silver-white.

He was sitting upright in the Taoist temple, facing the villagers queuing in outside, but he asked about his eight characters and faced him, so as to help others determine their future or check their good or bad luck.

"The face is pretty good, but this guy is not a good source of study. Let him learn the accounting!"

"Haha... Although this child is naughty by nature, he can clearly distinguish right from wrong with his eyes and will become a great man in the future!"

"This son will have a great disaster at the age of sixteen. I will keep him in Changlin Village. At least he cannot leave western Guangdong before he is sixteen!"

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When facing the child brought by his parents, the silver-haired Taoist first asked him about his child's horoscope and his appearance one by one, and finally gave him serious advice to the child's parents.

The parents who led the children trusted the silver-haired Taoist priest very much. After listening to the Taoist priest, they all remembered it in their hearts and would do it obediently.

"Next!"

The silver-haired Taoist priest seemed in a good mood and ordered the young Taoist priest next to him.

This Wu Daoxing, who is no one else but one of Hu Niu's followers, has gone from a sloppy Taoist priest who has become a hypocritical silver-haired Taoist priest.

Wu Daoxing's reputation was no longer limited to Changlin Village, but was famous throughout western Guangdong and even the entire Lingnan area.

Not to mention the people from the joint business group, even the dignitaries in Guangdong all sent people to invite Master Wu to help them see the Feng Shui and facial features.

Now, he has calculated on January 1. Today is the first day of October. He sat in Luofu Temple to explain various troubles to the villagers who came to see their faces.

"Shenxian Wu, the old man is not here to tell fortunes today, but he specially brought the family to thank the gods! Come on, kneel down, kneel down quickly, our family kowtow to the great benefactor!"

A little old man brought his son, daughter-in-law, grandson and his family to Wu Daoxing. After explaining his intention to this trip, he was busy calling his family to kneel down and thank him.

Wu Daoxing has a fairy-like demeanor and said lightly: "Get up! This year, your family can avoid the earth disaster. As long as you find a safe place and do more good deeds on weekdays, your life will get better and better. Your grandson may be able to shine the grandson for your Sun family in the future!"

"Thank you, the old god!" When the old man heard this, he thanked him again.

Wu Daoxing heard the "Old God" and couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face and touched the hanging silver hair.

The noise here is not small, and the people queuing outside heard some approximate news.

A rich man who came here to see the sweat on his forehead and looked at the scene ahead with his feet, but he couldn't help but murmur: "What's going on? It's not the inviting entrusting...?"

When a Changlin villager next to him heard this, he immediately ridiculed and said, "Wu Shenxian still needs to find a lie? That's a trick that only scammers in the martial arts world use. Wu Shenxian told the old man that his family's horoscope was a terror, and the Jiazi year was even more catastrophe, so they must live away from the mountains. The old man moved to another place to live after hearing Wu Shenxian's words, but the house where they originally lived was buried by a mountain collapse at night. The whole family saved their lives!"

There are people who know the truth here, and there are people who don’t know the situation. However, after hearing the whole story of this incident, they admire the immortal Wu, who was famous throughout Lingnan.

In fact, many people understand that Wu Daoxing can gain such a great reputation, it is definitely impossible for him to rely on requests to cheat, but a truly capable Taoist priest.

"What's that? Sun Fugui's family in our Qingye Town had already declined, but he followed Wu Shenxian's position only to change the location of his ancestral tomb. As a result, the Sun family is now rich!" Another person said disdainfully.

The rich man found that many hostile eyes were casting towards him, and immediately bowed and apologized sincerely: "Everyone, you are making a mistake!"

While speaking, it was a very graceful middle-aged man, but the servant who was wearing a scholar uniform washed off the sauce, and the servant who followed him also had a pale face and thin skin.

He came to the table and sat down, looking at Wu Daoxing with a provocative look.

Wu Daoxing's eyes were a little tired. He took the teacup sent by the young Taoist priest and took a sip. Then he looked up and said lightly: "Please write down your name and horoscope?"

"I'm here this time, I just want to test my words!" The middle-aged man's eyes kept staring at Wu Daoxing, but he didn't want to reveal his name.

"Why are you like this? My master is unpredictable!" When the young Taoist priest heard this, he immediately frowned and wanted to chase the people.

Wu Daoxing could actually refuse, but raised his hand to stop his apprentice from driving away, but looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said with a smile: "I don't know what it is?"

The middle-aged man didn't expect the other party to be so happy. He first thought for a while, then picked up the paper and pen on the desktop and wrote the word "Lu" on the white paper. The font is quite skillful.

Wu Daoxing put down the teacup and turned the paper over and said, "Lu, the spine. This time you went to Beijing, you can be compared to Lu Shang, fishing on the shore of the Wei River, meeting Xibo Marquis Jichang, and meeting noble people!"

As soon as this said, the middle-aged man who was waiting to listen to the joke immediately stared straight and said in great shock: "You...how do you know that I am an official?"

"Haha... Isn't this what you told me about?" Master Wu pointed to the words on the paper and explained with a smile: "What is the backbone, not the people, and the officials! In addition, the common word "官网" is what you tell me that you are an official?"

"Yes, I am an official, but I don't know if you can calculate where I am an official?" The middle-aged man asked with considerate advice, putting down the person he had just looked at.

Standing outside the door, the people who were looking at the movement here were secretly surprised. They never expected that the middle-aged man with a yellow-faced servant was actually an official.

Wu Daoxing looked at the word Lu again, smiled and pointed it, "The word Lu is small on the top and big on the bottom, but you are bigger on the bottom than usual, so you live in the lower mouth, and you also say you are fishing south of the Wei River." Speaking of this, he looked up at the middle-aged man and smiled and said, "You are in Qiongzhou Prefecture overseas, but you are still lacking in a little bit of official position, so you are not the emperor of a county, but you are the position of a regent in Qiongzhou Prefecture!"

When the people standing outside the door looked around and heard this push, they looked at the middle-aged man curiously.

"Jiang Wenfeng, the regent of Xia Qiongzhou Prefecture, met the old god!" Jiang Wenfeng was shocked when he heard this explanation, and he also bowed with conscience.

Really guessed it!

Standing outside the door, the people looking around looked at each other in shock when they saw Jiang Wenfeng's anti-peak.

Wu Daoxing stroked his beard lightly and smiled at Jiang Wenfeng and said, "Mr. Jiang doesn't need to be very polite!"

"Old immortal, I still want to know that I can be promoted to Beijing this time?" Jiang Wenfeng was also nervous and seemed to be serious about asking for advice.

Wu Daoxing said happily: "You write another word!"

Jiang Wenfeng picked up the pen and looked at the word Lu written before. His heart suddenly moved, but he wrote down the word "子".

Wu Daoxing looked at the word and said with a serious expression: "It's all the people, it's not good for the future!"

When Jiang Wenfeng heard this explanation, he was also secretly surprised and regretted that he had just written this word casually. He wanted to change it, but he felt that this would be a dissatisfaction, and it would not be a good future if he tested it again.

Wu Daoxing's words changed and said, "But in the officialdom, the common people are also the people's hearts! If you lose the east corner and gain the slums, you will not be able to upgrade your grades, but you can shock the world in one word!"

Jiang Wenfeng immediately understood what Wu Daoxing was referring to, and his heart couldn't help but thump.

Wu Daoxing did not say it thoroughly and bowed to Jiang Wenfeng: "Mr. Jiang, you can get help from noble people to find a good position in this trip, but I hope you can speak for the people more!"

"If I could be as the old god said, I would definitely ask for the people!" Jiang Wenfeng responded seriously.

Wu Daoxing was satisfied with his attitude and reminded him: "Many things are caused by disasters. Your luck this year is not good! Your journey to Beijing is also hidden risks. You have to read more and avoid causing trouble!"

"I will remember the teachings of the old god!" Jiang Wenfeng secretly remembered them in his heart, and gave a polite manner.

The people standing in front of the door learned what had just happened. While looking at the official who came out of it in surprise, they also admired the old god's magic tricks even more.

The rich man who had previously discussed the matter put away his contempt and lined up this long queue with honest support against the sun. Although he complained that he would not receive preferential treatment, it was not worth mentioning to be able to receive guidance from the old god.

At dusk, everyone dispersed reluctantly.

The people in Changlin Village are not in a hurry. Although Wu Daoxing is always invited, they live in Changlin Village all year round. If they encounter any urgent matters, they can always come to Wu Shenxian for advice.

Wu Daoxing's status in Changlin Village was transcendent. Not only was he respected by the villagers, but he was also valued by the old patriarch. He was invited to his home to drink.

The old patriarch's family is an ordinary second-hand house, with his two sons outside, only he and his wife live here, and the eldest daughter-in-law is here to take care of him.

The wine and food were ready, and Wu Daoxing sat down without hesitation, with one foot off the bench, no longer looking like an old god, and seemed to have returned to the sloppy Taoist priest in the past.

The old tribe is the actual manager of the village. After eating a few bites of wine and meat, he lowered his voice and asked Wu Daoxing worriedly: "Master, the day of relocating the grave will be tomorrow. The 19th is an official in the capital. He usually runs to Guilin Mansion and has not returned. What should I do?"

"This grave emphasizes Feng Shui, and even if there is no blood relative present, it is actually OK. This auspicious day has been waiting for four years, so you can't be delayed because of this matter!" After a pause, Wu Daoxing said in a pressing voice: "In fact, this is better. This matter is not easy to spread. The fewer people know it, the more beneficial it is. It cannot be like the Yan family..."

"How about the Yan family?" The old patriarch also had a gossipy heart, so he asked curiously.

Wu Daoxing picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, saying gloatingly: "Yan Shifan did find a very powerful Feng Shui master and helped him find a dragon cave to hide his mother! But their Yan family was originally declining, and Yan Song was 84 years old. However, Yan Shifan still thought about using the dragon cave to turn the world. Yan Shifan did not listen to the Feng Shui master, and neither chose a good auspicious day, but he even made a sound to find a dragon. This is inevitable that a villain would urinate. According to the old Taoist view, that acupuncture point can only be caused by a dragon energy dispersed before it gathers, and it is probably to be transformed into resentment. The Yan family may have suffered a great disaster!"

"Then, our treasure cave..." The old patriarch was shocked and looked at Wu Daoxing worriedly.

Wu Daoxing took a sip of the strong wine, but waved his hand disapprovingly and said, "Mr. Lin is now at the peak of the sky. This acupoint has been nourished for more than four years. Once it is stored according to the auspicious day and time, it will definitely add some luck to him!"

"Can you really join the cabinet and become a minister?" the old patriarch looked at the left and right and asked seriously.

A trace of disdain flashed across Wu Daoxing's eyes, but he still responded gently: "If the grave relocation is successful this time, it will be like a tiger's wings, and he will definitely be able to become a cabinet master!"

"Mr. Huanwang helps me. My Chang clan will support you for generations. If there are disrespectful people in the clan, I will break his legs!" The old patriarch's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately solemnly promised.

"I have a weak destiny. Just treat me with good wine and meat every day!" Wu Daoxing wiped his mouth with oil stains on his sleeve, as if he was thinking of something, and then reminded him: "By the way, the double peak view you have cultivated for me in Shuangfengzhang should not be too extravagant, so as not to lose all the life of the old Taoist!"

The old patriarch is now holding a large dump of silver in his hand. His original intention is to practice a great Taoist temple for Wu Daoxing, which is also to repay what Wu Daoxing has helped them with Changlin for years.

Just listening to Master Wu’s words, he agreed and said, “Everything is followed by the gods’ arrangements!”

It was as I was talking that there was a sudden movement outside.

A strong figure came straight in from outside, first greeted the old patriarch, and then saw Wu Daoxing in surprise: "Uncle, I'm back! Hey, Wu Daoxing, why did you run to my uncle's house to eat and drink again!"

Wu Daoxing wiped his mouth with meat scraps on his sleeve, but protested: "When did I eat and drink? Now those who treat me to eat and drink can be lined up from here to Leizhou City. I am just as good as the old patriarch, so I can eat and drink together!" After a pause, he said dissatisfiedly: "We are now legitimate masters and apprentices. Why do you still call me a name?"
Chapter completed!