Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven: A Trigram of Thousands of Gold, Quietly Missed
The first thing Shang Lu saw after entering the door was the withered peach tree in the courtyard. He looked at it for a long time, as if he was looking at an old friend.
I remember that when I left, this peach tree was still green and full of fruits, but now when I came back, it was a dead tree.
Shang Lu sighed softly, and then looked at every place in the temple, which looked exactly the same as before. It had not changed at all.
He paused and thought, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
'It would be great if all the senior brothers and sisters are still here.'
When Shanglu came back to his senses, he smiled helplessly, thinking that he always thought about these long-ago things.
He raised his head and walked through the main hall towards the backyard.
His steps stopped in front of the pavilion.
Shanglu cupped his hands and bowed his head, saying respectfully: "Mr. Da."
Chen Changsheng said: "Just come and sit. This is your home. Chen is an outsider, so why should you be so polite."
Shang Lu smiled and then walked into the pavilion.
When Chen Changsheng saw him sitting down, he asked: "As a human emperor, you are not staying well in Xixiao. Why are you here in Daxiang?"
Shang Lu breathed a sigh of relief and said: "A few years ago, when my husband passed by Xixiao, he told me about my master. After knowing about it, I always wanted to come back and have a look. However, Xixiao was too chaotic at that time and couldn't take the time. Later, I got
Mr. Da pointed out that in the past few years, Xixiao can be said to be at peace now, so I took the time to come back."
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "It's a good thing to have this intention, but I'm afraid it's inappropriate to come to you so rashly. If the body and head are missing, the world will probably be in chaos again."
"Don't worry, Mr. Da. I was very careful all the way here and never revealed anything to anyone."
Shang Lu said something, but then suddenly said: "But speaking of which, I met a person on the way. His surname was Zhao. He told me that his name was Zhao Xinglong. When you think about it, it's not his real name. It's just that this surname Zhao is probably not simple.
But what happened next was a little strange. It didn’t seem like this person came because of me. By the way, he came too, but he seemed to have been stopped at the door just now."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "He..."
Shang Lu asked: "Does Mr. Da know who he is?"
Chen Changsheng looked at him, shook his head and smiled: "I don't know."
Seeing Mr. Shang Lu's expression, he understood. Mr. Da probably knew about it, but he just didn't tell him.
In this case, Brother Zhao's identity may not be simple.
Just as he was talking, he saw Zhao Zhen walking into the backyard.
He caught a glimpse of the two people sitting in the pavilion.
Zhao Zhen's eyes lit up and she strode forward. He was not polite and sat down after entering the pavilion.
"Yes, this is a relaxing place."
Zhao Zhen said, then looked at Chen Changsheng and said with a smile: "May I ask who is the master of this place?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "No, the master of this temple has passed away long ago. He just asked Chen to take care of him."
Shang Lu introduced him: "This is Mr. Chen, a hermit in the mountains."
"I see."
Zhao Zhen nodded and said: "No wonder he doesn't look like a Taoist priest, but more like a scholar."
"Not a scholar either."
Chen Changsheng said something, and then asked: "But I don't know why the layman came up to the mountain. To make a wish? To pray for blessings? Or to tell fortunes?"
Zhao Zhen was about to speak, but she paused before saying: "Fortune telling."
Chen Changsheng nodded slightly and then asked: "What does the layman want to calculate?"
Zhao Zhen became interested for a moment and asked, "How about just calculating what I want to calculate?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen has calculated a lot of hexagrams, but he has never received any money. However, if you were a layman, it would be a hexagram worth a thousand pieces of gold."
"Pretend to be a ghost."
Zhao Zhen sneered and said: "Although I don't know how you learned about my movements, I think it was just Marquis Qingbo who asked you to come here. You'd better put away such little tricks."
After hearing this, Shang Lu paused and said, "Brother Zhao is probably thinking too much."
Zhao Zhen glanced at him and said, "Do you still believe in fortune telling?"
Shang Lu shook his head and said: "Mr. Chen has been in this temple for many years. I'm afraid he is not the person you said."
Zhao Zhen frowned. He glanced at 'Lu Shang' and then at the man in green shirt in front of him.
He leaned next to 'Lu Shang' and asked, "How do you know?"
Shangluca replied in a low voice: "I have been here in the early years and visited this gentleman. I'm afraid you are really mistaken."
Zhao Zhen thought about it, and he felt that it was fake.
If this man is really innocent, how did the person at the door know his identity?
When Zhao Zhen looked at Chen Changsheng again, she heard him ask: "Does Master Zhao still tell fortunes?"
Zhao Zhen came back to her senses and said, "Forget it."
"One hexagram of a thousand pieces of gold." Chen Changsheng said.
After hearing this, Zhao Zhen said: "We don't have that much cash at the moment."
"No problem, you can take it on credit," Chen Changsheng said.
Zhao Zhen nodded and said: "That's fine, I'll send someone to deliver it to you when the time comes, but Zhao just wants you to figure out what I want to figure out, is that okay?"
Chen Changsheng glanced at him and said, "Chen only predicts one fortune, but a layman must think carefully."
Shang Lu quickly tugged at Zhao Xinglong and said, "Be careful, this gentleman is absolutely accurate, don't play with it."
Zhao Zhen waved her hands and said, "Forget it."
Shangluca was a little anxious, "You..."
Zhao Zhen said: "Brother Lu, there is no need to persuade him any more. Zhao just wanted to see what tricks he could do. Taoist Xuantian from the Sitian Prison in Jiujing was also a magic stick. Later, I sent someone to hang him in the west."
Shi Caikou, died in a very tragic manner, if the calculation is not accurate, then this will be the end."
Chen Changsheng smiled and asked, "Are you serious that you don't want to change?"
"No change."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng said: "That's good."
Zhao Zhen asked: "What should we do next? Birthday horoscope? Or should we shed blood?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "No need, Chen already knows what the layman wants to calculate."
Zhao Zhen said playfully: "Then tell me, what do I want to do?"
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "What the layman wants to calculate is where the person next to you comes from? Is Chen right?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Zhen and Shang Lu couldn't help but be stunned.
Shang Lu turned to look at Zhao Zhen and asked: "What do you think I am doing!?"
Zhao Zhen, who was stunned, woke up at the gentle call from Phytolacca.
He looked at the man in green shirt with some disbelief.
This person...
Is it really accurate!?
Why is this happening?
"What on earth are you..."
Zhao Zhen paused and asked: "How did you calculate it?"
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said: "This is not something that a layman should know. This hexagram is settled. A hexagram is worth a lot of gold. A layman must not forget it."
Shang Lu glanced at 'Zhao Xinglong' and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Zhen explained: "Zhao is just curious and doesn't suspect anything."
Shang Lu looked grim and said, "I'm not disappointed because of this, but because Brother Zhao, you don't even know what you missed."