Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

At the fortune-telling stall.

While Zhao Mu was playing the role of a "swindler", he heard the words of the third prince and others clearly.

Of course he knew that the third prince was looking for him, after all, the beehive was not a decoration.

In fact, not only the third prince, but also the princes and princes who wanted to compete for the throne in the court were looking for him.

It's just that he was not interested in paying attention.

As for meeting the third prince today, it was just that both parties happened to come to Tianxiang Country, not that he deliberately came to find each other.

However, Zhao Mu was quite interested in the chaos of the Demon Cult this time. After all, it meant that Sun Miaoniang, who had been silent for many years, finally took action.

But he was very curious, how could the Prince Jing, who was outside the power of the court, have the courage to take on the trouble of exterminating the remnants of the Demon Cult?

Even if Prince Jing wanted to return to the center of power to compete for the throne, there were many other ways. Why did he choose the most dangerous method?

Is it to maximize benefits?

But the greatest benefits also mean the greatest danger. It is not wise for Prince Jing to choose like this!

Unless... that Prince Jing doesn't think it's dangerous to wipe out the remnants of the Demon Cult?

"This matter seems to be getting more and more interesting!"

Zhao Mu seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes looked a little strange.

After half an incense stick, another group of people walked into the teahouse and met with the Third Prince and his party.

Those were the powerful people in the court, the people of the Wang family.

Obviously, the two sides were conspiring to cooperate, and in order to attract attention, they came to Tianxiang Country, a mortal country, to meet.

Zhao Mu didn't pay much attention to this, but smiled and told fortunes for the people one by one.

No one noticed that wisps of worldly desires floated from all directions, and in an extremely obscure way, all sank into the human desire heart lamp he placed on the Bagua map.

And with every fortune he told for a citizen, the worldly desires that floated in would increase by one point, which is the so-called fate.

Ten years ago, not long after Zhao Mu began to travel around the world, he discovered that whenever he came to a city, the human desire heart lamp would have a special induction with certain people in the city.

Some of those special people are high-ranking officials, some are ordinary people, some are martial artists, and some are immortal monks.

But without exception, these people have huge desires in their hearts in some aspects, whether it is for power, money, or women, etc.

And the huge desires make the worldly desires entangled in them much stronger than those of others.

And when Zhao Mu intersects with these people, the speed at which the human desire heart lamp absorbs worldly desires will be greatly increased, and it will be extremely pure.

So over the years, every time Zhao Mu travels to a new city, he will pretend to be a doctor, a fortune teller, a martial arts hero, etc., and deliberately intersect with the people selected by the human desire heart lamp to speed up the collection of worldly desires.

Of course, the process of intersecting is not always pleasant.

For example, the old man Li just now, I am afraid that he will hate him to death afterwards.

Time flies, and three days pass quickly.

The sun sets in an inn.

The third prince turned the ring and ordered: "Yan Liang, have someone pack up. We have already negotiated with the Wang family. We should also return to Lieyang City. If we leave for too long, it will be easy for my brothers to notice."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yan Liang promised, turned around and walked out of the room, and asked his men to pack up.

The night gradually deepened.

When the moon was high in the sky and the people had gone to bed, the third prince and others packed up and left the inn.

There were clouds under their feet, and they were ready to fly away in the street.

But suddenly, a cold breath came, causing their bodies to stop suddenly.

The third prince looked down and saw that a strong ghost aura was rising from a house in the distance.

"How could there be a fierce ghost there?" Yan Liang asked in confusion.

"Go and see it."

The third prince flew over as he spoke, and Yan Liang could only follow him with his men.

They didn't feel it was dangerous, after all, a fierce ghost was not taken seriously by them.

Soon, several people came to the sky above the house.

They used their magic power, and a faint light flashed in their pupils. Their sight had penetrated the roof and saw the situation inside the house.

In the house, an old man was tossing and turning with a woman on the bed.

If ordinary mortals saw this scene, they might be excited, but the third prince and others were disgusted.

Because mortals could not see through the changes of the evil spirit, they would think that the woman was beautiful and charming.

But in the eyes of the third prince and others, the female ghost was rotten all over, with almost no intact good meat, and there were even maggots crawling on her face.

This scene made them almost vomit the food they had just eaten.

"Your Highness, do you think that old man looks familiar?" Yan Liang asked while trying to suppress his nausea.

The third prince's expression remained unchanged: "Three days ago, at the fortune-telling stall opposite the teahouse, this old man was the first person to go up for fortune-telling."

"I remember now, this old man is called Li Laosan, and he didn't pay after fortune-telling."

Yan Liang's eyes widened: "The Taoist fortune-teller said that if Li Laosan returns the money within three days, he will meet his future wife today, and if he doesn't pay, he will meet a female ghost. Now it seems that he really didn't go back to pay."

"So, the Taoist is not a charlatan?" Another subordinate was surprised.

"That may not be the case."

The third prince sneered, "I would rather believe that this female ghost was raised by the Taoist priest, specifically to take revenge on those who didn't pay him for divination."

"Is that so?"

The men seemed to be thinking.

"Ahem!"

But at this moment, a slight cough suddenly came from the courtyard.

The third prince and others changed color in shock. There was someone hiding in the courtyard?

When they came just now, they didn't notice it at all. If the other party had just attacked secretly, wouldn't they be in danger?

"Who is it, come out?"

Yan Liang shouted, and several men behind him immediately rushed out to guard the third prince in the middle.

In the courtyard, a Taoist priest floated up and sat on the roof, and took out a wine gourd.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to watch the show."

Zhao Mu took a sip of wine and said calmly.

"Is it you?"

Yan Liang's pupils shrank, and he recognized that Zhao Mu was the fortune teller three days ago.

He snorted coldly, "Since you are here, it seems that the female ghost in the house is indeed raised by you?"

"Fellow Daoist, you are wrong. I don't like to raise ghosts, let alone such a weak ghost."

Zhao Mu smiled and turned the wine gourd, saying, "In fact, the female ghost is Li Laosan's first wife, but she changed her appearance, so Li Laosan didn't recognize her. He thought he had a romantic encounter. Look how happy he was."

"First wife?"

The third prince and others were stunned. Yan Liang couldn't help asking, "Why did Li Laosan's first wife turn into a fierce ghost? And I see that the fierce ghost has a strong ghost aura. I'm afraid she has been practicing Taoism for decades?"