"Taoist Priest, how about you also calculate a hexagram for me?"

Just when the fortune teller was about to close his stall, a very handsome young man stopped him.

The old Taoist looked at the young master, shook his head and said, "Today, old Taoist, I'm just going to memorize the characters, forget it!"

The young man smiled and said: "I am willing to pay a tael of silver to ask the Taoist Master for a hexagram!"

The old Taoist priest looked at the silver on the table and felt itchy in his heart. In the end, desire defeated his reason and said: "Well, since the layman is so sincere today, I think that because you went through a difficult mountain last time, I will do it today."

Let’s make an exception and count it for you!”

The young master smiled slightly, sat in front of the hexagram table and stretched out his right hand. When the old man saw another woman disguised as a man, his heart tightened again, and he blurted out: "The layman is a woman again?"

The young master smiled and said: "Why, is it strange that I am a woman? Taoist priest, you just collect money and tell fortunes. You don't care whether I am a boy or a girl!"

The old Taoist was asking for trouble. He shook his head and smiled and said to himself: "Young people nowadays really don't know how to respect their elders. Just now, the old Taoist, I should have closed the stall and gone home. I shouldn't have gone to this trouble for these little silver coins!"

"

While the old man was talking to himself, he lowered his head and looked at the palm of this handsome young man disguised as a man. Unexpectedly, when he looked at it, he was horrified again.

"Taoist Priest, if you see something, you might as well say it bluntly. This is three taels of silver. If Taoist Priest sees something, just say it."

When the old Taoist saw this young man disguised as a man, who had three taels of silver in his hand, his face was immediately filled with smiles, without the hesitation he had just shown.

"The layman's fate is so strange that he is the second person I have ever seen, and the second person I have seen in one day!"

The woman raised her eyebrows and said, "Taoist priest, are you talking about the woman who came to you for fortune telling just now?"

The old Taoist priest nodded and said: "Old Taoist, the reason why I was surprised just now is because your fate is not only similar to that of the female lay monk, but also opposite!"

"On the contrary? Taoist priest, what do you mean?"

The old Taoist priest said: "The fate of the female layman just now is one source transforming into three sources, but the layman's fate is three sources returning to one source. In other words, no matter how the layman's fate goes, it will always reach the same goal.

On the way, and coincidentally, the destination of the fate change between you and the female layman is in the capital. If the layman does not enter the capital in this life, he can still decide his own destiny. If he enters the capital---"

The old Taoist priest glanced at the woman's palm again and said: "Actually, even if a layman enters the capital, his future fate may not be unhappy, because the fate of a layman is something that all the ladies can't ask for!"

The woman asked curiously: "Excuse me, Master, what will happen if I enter the capital?"

The old man laughed and said: "Of course it is a happy marriage, a happy one!"

"You stinking Taoist priest, how dare you talk nonsense, I will tear down your hexagram stall if you don't!"

The woman seemed to be a little anxious. She raised her palm and was about to strike at the old man's hanging stall. Who knew that although this old man was old, his hands and feet were very nimble. Just when the woman's palm was about to land on the hanging stall, the old man jumped in first.

He picked up Gua Tan, as if he was afraid that the woman would smash his meal, and raised his legs to move towards Zhao

Zhen Guan ran away.

The woman was stunned. Although the palm she just slapped was just a slap she slapped in anger, her speed was no longer slow. However, this old Taoist was able to carry the Gua Tan away under his own palm. This was a bit surprising to her.

It was unexpected.

Master! This fortune-telling expert is definitely a master at pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!

This Zhaozhen Temple is the largest Taoist temple on the top of Mount Tai. It is now in charge of Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Sect. After Yang Ding and the others visited the auspicious Taoist temple, they asked an older Taoist priest in Zhaozhen Temple to ask.

The matter of staying overnight.

"What a coincidence for the lay people. Today is the Christmas Day of Emperor Xiayuan Shuiguan. Most of the lay people at the foot of the mountain came to the mountain a few days ago for this auspicious dojo. Now, not only our Zhaozhen Temple, but also several surrounding ones are on the mountain.

The small Taoist temple is already full of pilgrims, so it is best for the lay people to go down the mountain today, otherwise they will not be able to withstand the cold wind tonight!"

Xiao Weiyin said: "Master Taoist, I wonder if we can meet the master of your temple?"

"The layman wants to see the master of the temple?" The Taoist priest was slightly startled, but with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, he said: "That's fine, but I don't know if the master of the temple is free now. So, for the time being, a few laymen

Rest here and I’ll come as soon as I go!”

After the Taoist priest left, Gongsun Yi said with a smile: "This Zhaozhen Temple is really interesting. We just want to meet the owner of Zhaozhen Temple. Why does this Taoist priest show an embarrassed look? Could it be that their temple

Isn’t the Lord shady?”

Yang Ding smiled and said: "I don't know. By the way, second sister, what do you want to see the master of Zhaozhen Temple?"

Xiao Weiyin said: "Forgive me for showing off, you will know after a while!"

They waited for about a quarter of an hour, and the Taoist priest who went to see the temple master came back. Seeing that everyone was there, the Taoist priest smiled and said: "It's a coincidence that you guys are here. Our temple master is coming over right away."

!”

After a while, an old Taoist priest who was thin but energetic came over. This Taoist priest had white hair and beard, had an immortal spirit, and was clean and tidy. At first glance, he was an accomplished master.

But when several people saw this viewer, they couldn't help but glance at each other, and they all thought they had seen the wrong person!

Isn't this temple owner of Zhaozhen Temple the old Taoist fortune teller at the door? How come he became the temple owner of Zhaozhen Temple in the blink of an eye? And his temperament is very different from before.

No wonder the Taoist priest showed a slightly embarrassed expression when several people said they wanted to meet the founder of Zhaozhen Temple. Who would have thought that the dignified owner of Zhaozhen Temple would dress slovenly and set up a stall in front of Zhaozhen Temple.

Fortune telling!

"Pindao Chongzhenzi is the master of the Zhaozhen Temple of Quanzhen Longmen Sect. I wonder what the laymen want to do with Pindao?"

Chongzhenzi? Chongzhen? The name of this old Taoist is a bit interesting. Yang Ding secretly sighed. When this Chongzhenzi saw Yang Ding and the others who were looking for him, it was as if he had never seen him before. Even his eyes had changed.

There is no longer the philistinism of before.

Yang Ding said: "Taoist Master Chongzhenzi, a few of us want to stay overnight at Guiguan on the top of the mountain tonight. I wonder if it is convenient for me and others to have two guest rooms. We only stay for one night. Here is five taels of silver. Quan

Think of it as our sesame oil money!”

Yang Ding knew that this old man loved money, so he spent five taels of silver as soon as he made a move. As for Yang Ding, he was originally poor, but a few days ago he

When he said goodbye to Wei Shuang and expressed his desire to travel all the way to the capital with Gongsun Yi, Wei Shuang specially gave Yang Ding two hundred taels of travel expenses. Yang Ding suddenly became rich, so he was not stingy when he took action.

When Yang Ding thought about it, when this old Taoist saw so much sesame oil money, he would definitely accept it with a smile. But who knew that this old Taoist didn't even look at the money in Yang Ding's hand and said directly: "A few laymen

, Pindao Zhaozhen Temple was built in the second year of Dazhong Xiangfu of Emperor Zhenzong of the Song Dynasty. It has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is a formal Taoist temple. All Sanqing disciples in this temple are monks, so I have visited all the guest rooms.

They don’t charge any money, but as for the price of sesame oil, it has nothing to do with this guest room!”

Everyone was stunned. Is this really the fortune teller who loved money as much as his life? Why doesn't it look like him?

"What the Taoist priest means is, are there any rooms available tonight?" Gongsun Yi asked.

"Several laymen, the guest rooms in our Zhaozhen Temple are full, and there really are no spare rooms for these laymen to rest!" Chongzhenzi said.

Yang Ding felt discouraged. Since there is no guest room, what are you doing for so long?

At this time, Xiao Weiyin slightly cupped his hands towards Chongzhenzi with the unique Taoist hand-over-hand ceremony, and suddenly said: "A disciple of Wen Shimiao's generation, I have met my Taoist friend!"

"What! Disciple of Wenshi Miaozi generation!" Chongzhenzi was shocked at first, and then he made a calculation in his mind, and suddenly he was at a loss. Wenshi Miaozi disciple is the next generation disciple of Xuanzi generation, although he

They are from the Quanzhen Huanglong Sect, and Xiao Weiyin is from the Wenshi Yinxian Sect. However, Taoism has the same ancestor after all. If you think about it this way, he has become this little girl's disciple for countless generations.

"Fellow Taoist, please don't joke. Is your Taoist disciple really a disciple of my sect?" Chong Zhenzi's face changed several times, and doubts arose in his heart as he asked.

Xiao Weiyin said: "You can't talk nonsense about seniority. It's just that I haven't become a monk yet, so fellow Taoist Chongzhenzi doesn't need to use Taoist seniority to calculate it!"

Hearing what Xiao Weiyin said, Chongzhenzi really sweated secretly. Chongzhenzi asked curiously: "I wonder which ancestor is Daoist friend Xiao's master?"

Xiao Weiyin smiled and said: "It seems that Taoist Master Chongzhenzi still has some doubts about my identity. How many ancestors of the Xuan generation are there in the world?"

What? That real person is still alive? Chongzhenzi was surprised in his heart, thinking that this woman must be the disciple of that real person. The founder is really a strange person who is difficult to figure out. Since he knows that he

His seniority is surprisingly high, so don’t accept disciples randomly, and it’s not like he has never accepted disciples before.

"Since fellow Taoists are disciples of my senior disciples, the four laymen can live freely in our Zhaozhen Temple. I will send people to free up two guest rooms for the four laymen!"

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!" Xiao Weiyin smiled.

After a while, a little Taoist boy led Yang Ding and the four of them to a Taoist temple in Guandong. When the four of them came to their respective houses, they realized that the two guest rooms were occupied by Taoist priests in the temple.

It was a room, not a guest room. It seemed that Chong Zhenzi really treated them as guests.
Chapter completed!