Chapter Ninety-Nine: Three Hundred Years of Merit and Virtue in One Hexagram
After Zhong Zhengyuan returned home at night, he counted the gentleman again.
"Why should I still be considered dead..."
Zhong Zhengyuan was depressed. He felt strange in his heart that since he entered the mortal world, he had never made a mistake in calculating a hexagram. As a result, he made several mistakes in this day.
"I want to see how powerful you are!"
As he said this, Zhong Zhengyuan actually took out two more copper coins from his arms and put them together with the three coins in his hand.
"Wow, wow..."
The copper coins fell to the ground, but what surprised Zhong Zhengyuan was that the five copper coins kept spinning and did not stop for a long time.
"this……"
He was stunned for a moment, suddenly stunned.
I saw a golden light suddenly glowing on his body, which was the golden light of his merits, and for some reason it overflowed uncontrollably.
"Buzz!!"
The next moment, the golden light of merit on Zhong Zhengyuan's body dissipated at an extremely fast speed.
His eyes widened, and he quickly reached out his hand and took back all the five copper coins.
Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his back.
Looking at it again, all the merits and virtues in him were reduced by half!!
"My merit!!!"
A wail came from Youling County.
Mo Yuan, who was taking a nap while sitting in the courtyard, suddenly woke up.
"What are you calling for in the middle of the night?"
Mo Yuan blinked, but he didn't care at all, propped up his chin and continued to sleep.
But when Mo Yuan saw Zhong Zhengyuan the next morning, he seemed to have lost his soul.
What Mo Yuan didn't know was that this fortune teller had accumulated hundreds of years of merit...
Overnight, most of it was gone!
Fortunately, he had saved enough, otherwise it might not have been so simple.
Mo Yuan thought that his husband would come back soon, so he has been following Zhong Zhengyuan these days.
However, after that night, Zhong Zhengyuan seemed to be a lot more irritable, and his speech was not so kind. Sometimes he even made Mo Yuan speechless.
Mo Yuan was not polite and called him "old man" at all times, but it was just a quarrel and no actual action. After all, this man was considered a friend of his husband, and he was afraid of making him unhappy.
I don’t know what happened to this old guy, but he was always making trouble all day long.
Amidst the bickering, Mo Yuan had been staying in Youling County for more than half a month, but in the end he still couldn't wait for his husband.
"Old man, what did you think Mr. did?"
As soon as Chen Changsheng came, Zhong Zhengyuan said angrily: "It's none of my business. It's best if you don't come. You should leave quickly so as not to disturb my eyes."
Unfortunately for him, he ended up with an ominous end in his old age after just one fortune telling.
Zhong Zhengyuan felt that no one was worse than him.
Mo Yuan chuckled and said, "I'm not happy to stay with you. If I hadn't seen you as my husband's friend, I would have done it to you."
Zhong Zhengyuan glanced at him and said, "Okay, you can kill me, kill me now."
"Look at you. You have practiced Taoism for hundreds of years. Do you think there is any master like you? His words are really annoying."
"Where can you go, you stinky loach?"
"Old thing!"
Mo Yuan really couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Come on, I won't fight with you anymore. It seems that Mr. Mister won't be here in a short time. I can come again then."
"Get out of here!"
"We've just met each other, and we can be considered friends. I'm leaving, why don't you give me something? I don't think the copper coins in your hand are worth it..."
"roll!!!"
Zhong Zhengyuan was kicked out by Mo Yuan.
Mo Yuan wasn't angry at all, he just thought the old guy was stingy and didn't care about anything.
Then he left Youling County.
After Mo Yuan left, Zhong Zhengyuan immediately felt that the world was a lot cleaner.
But when he thought of the dissipated merit, he felt his heart bleed.
It's like a person has saved this little money for most of his life, and then someone robbed him for no reason while walking.
How miserable!
…
After Mo Yuan left, he did not go back to Bibo Lake, but went directly to his teacher's dojo.
Liuyun Temple is peaceful and peaceful as usual.
Miss Taoer was sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard with a broom.
Tong Zhihuan has gone down the mountain to receive medical treatment these days. After all, there is not much food on the mountain, so he still has to earn some money to subsidize his illness. Secondly, he also wants to go home to meet his parents and show his filial piety.
After Taoer finished sweeping the floor, she went to the bookcase to get a book to read. She couldn't understand it either, but she felt that sooner or later she would be able to understand it.
However, while reading, she suddenly noticed movement outside the Taoist temple.
She frowned and said, "Who is outside!"
The door of the Taoist temple was pushed open a crack.
Mo Yuan poked his head out to look into the courtyard. He blinked at Tao'er and asked, "Is Mr. Chen here?"
Taoer was stunned for a moment, "You are..."
The moment Mo Yuan saw Tao'er, he couldn't help but be stunned.
"Innate Wood Spirit?"
Tao'er frowned, a little wary.
Mo Yuan came back to his senses and immediately explained: "Mo Yuan has seen Mu Ling. I have been here before. Do you have any impressions of Mu Ling?"
Miss Taoer paused in her heart, "Have you been here before?"
She suddenly remembered, pointed at Mo Yuan and said: "You are that dragon!!"
Mo Yuan nodded, and then explained the purpose of his visit. Tao'er also learned from his mouth where her husband had gone, and she slowly let down her guard.
So Mo Yuan stayed in the Taoist temple.
Tao'er had a good impression of Mo Yuan at first, but later she became less optimistic.
She even had some doubts in her heart, was this really a real dragon that had been practicing for thousands of years?
Why is your mouth so broken!?
"How did Miss Taoer realize the innate wood spirit?"
"The peaches must be delicious, right?"
"It's so boring in the Taoist temple."
"Miss Peach, can you pick a peach to eat?"
"Miss Tao'er?"
"Does Miss Taoer have to sweep the floor every day? How long will it last? Why don't Mo Yuan give it a try?"
Mo Yuan went down in one breath and the whole mountain shook a few times. It was clean, but the mountain almost collapsed.
"..."
Tao'er couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Otherwise, you should go back to your Bibo Lake."
Mo Yuan didn't know why, and said with a smile: "I think it's pretty good here."
Tao'er opened her mouth. She really didn't know how to curse, and her husband had never taught her. She thought it would be better to wait until Tong Zhixuan came back to the mountain, and then she would have to learn.
Within a few days, Tong Zhihuan returned to the mountain.
I was a little confused when I met Mo Yuan, but later I learned about the situation from Tao'er.
It turned out to be the dragon!
Tong Zhihuo was a little scared at first, but after getting along with him, he no longer felt so scared.
This is particularly inconsistent with the image of the dragon in his imagination!
The difference is huge!
Even later he looked at Mo Yuan with disgust.
Tong Zhihuan also quietly asked Miss Taoer, "What do you think, sir? How did you save such a thing?"
Miss Taoer blinked and said, "I don't know either."