Rise From the Humble

Good, good, good?

You are so good, sister. Isn’t this the monk’s mantra? You are a Taoist priest. You are so good. Zhu Pingan was speechless for a while.

By the way, I'm still in a hurry to go to the Criminal Department, so you'd better find someone to cheat.

"I'm sorry, Taoist Master, I still have something to do, please find someone else." Zhu Pingan twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly, then slightly arched his hands, and then walked around the old Taoist again and continued to walk forward.

"No, no, the old fortune teller only counts people who are destined. If there is no fate, even if you give me a thousand pieces of gold, I will not reveal the secret." The old Taoist followed up like a sticky candy and grabbed Zhu Ping'an's hand. sleeve.

"Taoist Master, what do you mean?" Zhu Pingan stopped.

"Today, the young master and I are destined to be together in the Sanqing Dynasty. I asked the old Taoist to make a fortune with the young master and give him a fortune." The old Taoist said seriously with the middle finger and ring finger of his left hand bent inwards, standing in front of his chest to make a Tao finger.

Why isn't it over yet?

Zhu Ping'an looked at the old Taoist speechlessly, then spread his hands and said directly, "I am short of money and have no money, so the Taoist priest should find the next person he is destined for."

Unexpectedly, just after Zhu Pingan opened his hands, he was grabbed by the old Taoist. He grabbed Zhu Pingan's left and right hands. He was very fast and his hands were strong. He grabbed Zhu Pingan's left and right hands and opened them to the palm of his hand. .

Just look at the face directly.

Moreover, the old Taoist grabbed Zhu Ping'an's hand and said, "Don't mention money. The old Taoist is not such a vulgar person. I just said that the young master has a fate with me. Otherwise, he would give me a thousand pieces of gold, and the old Taoist would not say anything." Say a word, and today the old man will not take any money, but will give the young master a hexagram."

well

well

pain.

Damn, this veteran is a practicing practitioner. He is in his fifties, and he is much stronger than himself. When he grabbed his hand, he used a clever force to make it hurt when he moved it. Zhu Pingan could only I can let this old man read my palm.

It seems that it's time for him to improve his physical fitness. An old man in his fifties can make him helpless even with his hands. The last time Zhao Daying's men provoked Zhu Pingan, he had this idea. Now this matter has come to Zhu Pingan's mind. Ping An once again sounded the alarm. There is a long way to go in the future, so it is urgent to improve your physical fitness.

Really, I have even forgotten the teachings of Mao Zedong, which requires comprehensive development of moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and labor. I must remember it this time.

"The old Taoist is not a vulgar person. Don't talk about money anymore, young master. The young master is destined to me. The old Taoist even sacrificed ten years of his life to give him a fortune." The old Taoist said it in a serious manner, and he even lost three years of his life. How is Nian? It seems that he is so great, but the style of painting changes in the next second, "Of course, if you are embarrassed, you can also compensate the old man with this piece of jade on your waist."

Depend on

It turned out that he was interested in the jade pendant on his waist. He thought beautifully. This jade pendant was given to him by Li Shu. A jade pendant that could attract the attention of a fairy like Li Shu must be worth a lot of money.

"Please don't, I can't afford to let you shorten your life." Zhu Ping'an really despised the old Taoist because he thought he was stupid and had too much money.

However, the old Taoist's face is thick to a certain extent. No matter how Zhu Pingan refuses, this old Taoist will always act like I'm going to decide you today.

"A gentleman observes its appearance and plays with its words when he is in a state of mind; he observes its changes and plays with his words when it moves. The old Taoist's hexagram comes from the "Book of Changes" and was deduced by the divine fortune teller Ma Yi. Liu Bowen has only scratched the surface, but the old Taoist is proficient in it. .”

The old Taoist grabbed Zhu Pingan's palm, read his palm, and began to encourage him.

Just blow it!

Zhu Pingan rolled his eyes.

"Well"

The old Taoist who was advocating looked at Zhu Pingan's palmistry and suddenly paused. After the old Taoist screamed in surprise, he grabbed Zhu Pingan's hand and looked at it again with some uncertainty, and then made another "hiss" sound. He looked at Zhu Pingan's palm again and again, looking unsure.

faint

What are you trying to do? Zhu Ping'an was startled by the sudden voice from the old Taoist.

By the way, you are too into the drama, just pretend, why are you so into the drama, you are not an actor, anyway I don't believe it, Zhu Pingan glanced at the old man and twitched the corner of his mouth.

The next second, the old Taoist raised his head and stared at Zhu Pingan's face.

suddenly

"The dragon pattern runs through the palm, ranking first among people! The Ziwei Tianfu controls the prime minister of the world!"

The old man opened his mouth in panic and let out an incredible sound like a rooster laying eggs. His eyes almost popped out of his head, as if he had seen a ghost.

Then

Plop

The old Taoist suddenly knelt down in front of Zhu Pingan. His whole body was like chaff. He tremblingly made a big salute and shouted, "Long live my emperor!"

Damn it!

Even if you are seeking death, don't pull me out of here!

Zhu Ping'an was shocked by Lao Dao's action. He jumped up and dodged like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Damn, you're crazy!

Zhu Pingan was covered in cold sweat!

Fortunately, this place is relatively remote and there is no one nearby. Otherwise, if someone is interested and hears it, it will be difficult to explain.

If there wasn't anyone nearby, Zhu Ping'an would have doubted whether Zhao Daying had deliberately come to frame him! Saying these things in a feudal society is nothing but seeking death! Emperor Jiajing was not a generous person! In order to avoid the motto "two dragons never meet", he even didn't see his son! How can others be allowed to snore next to the couch? The emperor is the most jealous. What do you think Emperor Jiajing would think when he hears your words "Long live my emperor!" Even if he has ten heads, he won't be able to kill him!

Depend on

I can't afford to offend him, and I can't afford to hide from him!

After Zhu Pingan escaped, he glanced around in private again. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he hurriedly left in a cold sweat, as if he was being chased by a dog, and ran away.

What an unlucky thing, I encountered a lunatic! In order to earn two hexagrams, Zhu Ping'an even dared to say such things. He despised the old Taoist to the extreme. If you see this kind of person in the future, you will have to stay away from anything you say.

After Zhu Ping'an ran away, the old Taoist finally came back to his senses.

etc.

What did I just do?

Just now, I was frightened by the boy's palm reading and facial features, so I subconsciously knelt down.

Now that he came back to his senses, the old Taoist was frightened for a while, then he pretended to pick up something on the ground, picked up a small stone and put it in his pocket, and stood up.

However, after getting up, the old man was still confused. He reached into his arms and fumbled for a long time. He fumbled for a booklet with yellowed and wrinkled paper. He opened one of the pages and read it, saying to himself, "Nothing." Wrong, that’s what it says in the book. The dragon pattern runs through the palm, and it is above the people; the Ziwei Tianfu, controls the prime minister of the world. The dragon pattern runs through the palm, and it controls the prime minister of the world. Who else can it be besides the emperor?"

"That's not right. Could it be that this boy is a prince who left the palace incognito?"

The old Taoist thought for a while and shook his head, muttering to himself, subconsciously pulling at his beard, and several strands were broken, as if he was having a mental illness.