The old man who had just shown his hand was stunned for a long time.
Then he said: "You have really revolutionized my understanding of genius."
Jiang Wangdao: "No two people in this world are exactly the same. Everyone you see is new."
The old man tutted and said, "You talk in one way, so you are very suitable to be a fortune teller."
"Emotional fortune tellers rely on words, right?" Jiang Wang looked at him with a smile: "If you talk in one way, you are suitable for being a fortune teller. I know two extremely talented people. If you can give me a thousand yuan stones,
I will introduce them to you and be your successors. I guarantee that they can carry forward your profession!"
“No need!” The old man waved his hand in disgust and looked at Jiang Wang curiously: “Are you really not afraid of death?”
Jiang Wang did not answer directly, but asked instead: "The young man who just walked by died of illness before he was thirty-seven, leaving behind an orphan and a widowed mother. It is really pitiful. Since you have insight into the future, why don't you help him?"
The old man sighed and said: "Birth, old age, illness and death, suffering and disaster. Everything in the world has its fate. How can human power save it?"
Jiang Wangze asked: "So is it certain that I will suffer a bloody disaster in the near future, or is it certain that you will help me eliminate the bloody disaster?"
If the former is a definite number, then what is the use of your amulet?
If the latter is a given, then why should I spend money?
In short, since everything has a certain number, what is the significance of the existence of a fortune teller?
The old man was not annoyed by being ruined for his job, nor did he argue with him. He just laughed and said, "You know me and don't know me, nothing better than this. Interesting, interesting!"
He just laughed and handed over the amulet again: "Young man, I will sell it to you for a knife!"
Jiang Wang did not refuse anymore. He took out a piece of money and put it in his hand that was as wrinkled as old tree bark. At the same time, he took the amulet which was extremely rough in workmanship.
“I haven’t asked you yet, where is the old man from?”
This old man, who claimed to be "thin and thin", only touched Yanzhao's red mane, and then backed away with a smile.
Between heaven and earth, there is a song:
“They are very mediocre people, and the rest are mediocre and have nothing to gain.”
“Looking north and south for three hundred years, the stars are changing and the stars are changing for a lifetime!”
He walked backwards into the crowd, but walked out of Jiang Wang's sight.
This is a very strange feeling, as if something is happening on two levels at the same time. But what Jiang Wang saw in front of him was indeed only a bustling crowd, and no trace of the old man.
Only the amulet in my hand still reminds me of the authenticity of this experience.
The present world is so vast and there are so many wonderful people in it.
Jiang Wang looked at the amulet in his hand and put it away without saying anything.
Gently rubbing Yanzhao's neck, the red horse moved forward on its own initiative. In the noisy Linzi city, its hooves fell lightly and it tramped into the distance.
The mane is swaying in the wind like fire.
…
…
When Jiang Wang drove his horse to the door with the word "Yi", Lin Youxie had been waiting here for a long time.
“Master Jiang, you are late.” She looked at Jiang Wang and said.
The tone and expression are very distant.
We made an appointment with Lin Youxie to meet up in half an hour, and it didn't take much time to return home, mainly because we were blackmailed for a long time on the way.
Jiang Wang knew he was in the wrong, so he took out the scroll from the storage box and went directly to the topic: "Enough chatter, Lin Captou, this is a portrait of Huang Yixing after his death. You might as well take a look first to see if there is anything.
clue."
“I’ve already seen it,” Lin Youxie said.
Jiang Wang:……
Hey guys, I’m really just in name, right?
But Mr. Jiang is also somewhat experienced now, so he smiled very naturally: "Then I wonder if Mr. Lin has any clues and wants to communicate with me?"
He himself has studied this painting very seriously, and he has gained something. He wants to kill the incoming spirit of the Qingpai family.
Lin Youxie was silent for a while, and then said: "Did you know? The painter records the scene and presents the details. He can only present the details as he sees them."
"Of course I know." Jiang Wang frowned: "What's the problem?"
"Unless I drew it myself, I can only determine what clues I got after observing the scene with my own eyes. Any judgment made before this may be influenced by others and have preconceived impressions. Excellent Qingpai
I won't make this choice." She glanced at Jiang Wang and said, "That painting can only give people a rough idea of the situation."
I think people’s paintings are very detailed, so they may not be inferior to you. Their eyes are also very expressive! Jiang Wang said silently in his heart.
There was a smile on his face: "Then let's set off."
With a slight tap on the leg, the flames shone like an arrow from the bowstring, and instantly flew down the official road, like a flowing line of fire.
Lin Youxie quickly jumped up from the ground and flew next to Yanzhao.
Yanzhao is one of the best horses in the world, galloping along the endless official road. Although Lin Youxie's flying speed is not slow, he still has to work hard to keep up.
The scenery on the side of the road recedes rapidly.
Soon, they had already left Linzi and entered Le'an County.
While Lin Youxie was flying quickly, he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Wang.
It was common for Qingpai to rush around to handle cases, but she didn't find it hard at all.
But here I am flying hard and consuming Dao Yuan, while the other party is riding a tall horse, leisurely and leisurely. It seems that he is still practicing, and seems to be studying Taoism... It is really outrageous.
“Master Jiang.” Lin Youxie spoke in the strong wind.
Jiang Wang said "hmm" without any sincerity, expressing his doubts.
“You are the number one inner palace in the world, and Xiaguan is just a little ant who has just entered the inner palace. No matter in terms of Dao Yuan reserves or cultivation strength, they are far inferior to you.”
This is true, Jiang Wang thought.
“Then what?” he asked.
Lin Youxie said: "All great men in this world are magnanimous."
Jiang Wang also sighed with emotion: "It's not limited to men and women. I was at Guanhe Terrace, and I had the honor to meet Emperor Mu. He was really majestic and magnificent."
Lin Youxie couldn't answer this, so he said instead: "I heard that great achievers throughout the ages were very considerate of their subordinates."
Jiang Wang asked: "Why haven't I heard about it?"
Lin Youxie:……
“Mr. Jiang still needs to read a little bit.” I felt like I was gritting my teeth when I said this.
"Of course I also read books. I have also read a few Taoist scriptures." Jiang Wang sat steadily on the galloping horse and said very proudly: "I discussed reading with the Eleventh Prince a while ago.
."
Even the eleventh prince discussed reading with me!
How dare you, Lin Youxie, to say that the eleventh prince is not knowledgeable enough?
Lin Youxie really didn’t dare. “That would be presumptuous for a lower official.”
Jiang Wang taught him a lesson unceremoniously: "Captain Lin should focus on the case and stop overthinking."
The more he spoke, the more annoyed he became, so Lin Youxie simply shut his mouth tightly.
However, even though he said nothing, Jiang Wang really felt that he should take some time to study.
Now that he has held a third-level official position, he seems to be at the top of Qi State, but he knows that his vision is far from enough. He can't wait for Chong Xuan Sheng to help him with everything, and Chong Xuan Sheng can't always help him.
Stay with him.
Furthermore, traveling thousands of miles and reading thousands of books are ways to understand the world and are also a form of spiritual practice.
He has already traveled thousands of miles and will continue on in the future. Tens of thousands of books are not even the beginning.
When I was in the Taoist Academy, I didn’t bother reading the Taoist Scriptures. Later, when I left my hometown and became stronger, I really didn’t read much of the words of the sages.
Of course, he would not disagree with Lin Youxie about these words.
They are not fellow travelers, they are only traveling together temporarily.
