Chapter 22: The Divine Prediction of Zhang Banxian A month later. Zhang Jiuyang sat upright on the bluestone in the courtyard, basking in the morning light, and ended his practice for the day. Although the effect of Zhongli Eight-Section Brocade is not as obvious as that of the Fire Dragon and Water Tiger Diagram, it is long-lasting and will still bring considerable benefits over time. The most important thing is that Zhang Jiuyang likes the state of cultivation. His whole body is warm, and his blood is warm but not scalding, which seems to sweep away all his fatigue. After opening his eyes, he jumped lightly and his body floated down. It was completely different from the heaviness before, and there was a sense of lightness. Her clothes fluttered in the wind, and she looked quite detached. If someone were here, they would see that his eyes had a faint glow, his skin was as white as jade, his hair was black and shiny, and he was even more handsome than before. These are all the effects of the Fire Dragon and Water Tiger diagram. For the past month, he practiced the Fire Dragon and Water Tiger Diagram for an hour every night before going to sleep. He would wake up on time at dawn and practice Zhongli Eight Section Brocade for another half an hour.
It can withstand wind, sun, and thunder. The Fire Dragon and Water Tiger Diagram's transformative effect became more and more obvious. Zhang Jiuyang had exhaled so much foul blood mist in the past month that he almost poisoned the cabbages planted by Ali. The little girl was so distressed that she burst into tears. Sometimes Zhang Jiuyang could even hear the sound of blood flowing in his body, like the waves in a river and the ebb and flow of the tide, accompanied by the faint roars of dragons and tigers, which made his bones numb and gave him a strange sense of comfort. Ali often said that he had a faint fragrance. Zhang Jiuyang knew that this was the process of strengthening the muscles and bones, exchanging blood and cleansing the marrow. However, after a month of training, his transformation was almost complete, and now the black blood mist he exhaled every day was becoming thinner and thinner. The cultivation of the first level of Dragon and Tiger Adjustment was completely consolidated, and Zhang Jiuyang began to look forward to the second level. According to Lao Gao, the second realm is called Hundred Days Pass. It is named after the pass, which shows how dangerous it is. It is the first dangerous pass on the road of cultivation. If you can get through it, your magic power will increase significantly, and you will be considered to have truly stepped into the door of spiritual practice. The most important thing is that before breaking through the 100-day barrier, the cultivator cannot lose his virginity, otherwise it will greatly affect his future achievements. Whenever he thought of the brothels in the county, Zhang Jiuyang became very curious. Of course, he just wanted to listen to a song, discuss life, art and philosophy, and have a heart-to-heart talk. "Brother Jiu, it's time to set off~" In addition to learning to do laundry, cooking, sweeping the floor, and washing dishes, a qualified puppet must also work hard to earn money to support the family. It was only the morning hour and Ali couldn't wait to go to work. To be precise, he went to set up a stall to tell fortunes. These days, relying on Ali's ability to predict the future, Zhang Jiuyang's fortune-telling has been accurate every time, and he has earned the reputation of a fortune teller. Even though the fortune-telling fee has been increased several times, customers still come in an endless stream, and some even come from other counties.
Nowadays, everyone knows that Yunhe County has produced a fortune teller. Zhang Jiuyang is now a well-known figure in the surrounding area, and some people even secretly call him Zhang Banxian. Of course, Ali's ability is not unlimited. If the matter being measured involves too much, she will not be able to see anything. For example, Zhang Jiuyang once asked her to calculate the truth behind Yunniang's affairs, but the girl held it in for a long time and didn't say a word. In addition, too much divination will make Ali feel tired. Therefore, Zhang Jiuyang made a rule that only nine hexagrams could be calculated every day, and one more person would not be allowed unless extra money was paid. This way, Ali's abilities can be trained and she can also earn some money to supplement the family income, which is killing two birds with one stone. After breakfast, Zhang Jiuyang put the Yin doll in his arms, then walked out of the house with his stuff, and found a quiet place to set up his stall. Soon a guest came to the door. He was an old bachelor from the county. He walked over with a limp, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "Master Zhang, can you tell me when I can get married?" Zhang Jiuyang rolled his eyes at him and said, "Maybe in the next life." Every county has its scum. This man is a notorious idler and rogue in the county. He had seen this man in Yunniang's memory. His leg was broken by someone sent by Lu Yaoxing. "You——" The old bachelor was furious, but helpless. It is better to offend the county magistrate than to offend Zhang Banxian. This is a saying that has been widely circulated in Yunhe County recently. He can even subdue a fierce ghost like Yunniang, and he also knows high-ranking officials in the court. Who dares to provoke him? Be careful or I’ll put a curse on you when you get back! "Wait, where's the divination money?" Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhang Jiuyang tapped the table lightly without even raising his eyes. It wasn't blackmail, but Ali had indeed calculated that this person was destined to be lonely all his life and had no luck in love. Good fortune and misfortune come from nowhere, but are brought upon by man. The rewards of good and evil follow like a shadow. The old bachelor threw down a few copper coins with a red face, and then ran away in shame amid the laughter of people around him. At this time, Zhang Jiuyang noticed that there was a carriage parked in the distance for a long time, and the people in the carriage seemed to be observing him quietly. He didn't care and continued to tell fortunes. Soon eight people were counted, and the goal of nine trigrams a day was about to be achieved. At this moment, the carriage finally moved and slowly stopped in front of Zhang Jiuyang's stall. It looked gorgeously decorated and very impressive. A white and slender hand gently lifted the curtain, and the marigold juice on the nails was very bright. "I have heard of Taoist Master Zhang's fortune telling skills for a long time. Could you please come inside the car and tell me my fortune?" The voice is soft, pleasant and full of vigor. Especially when she mentioned the word "inside the car", Zhang Jiuyang didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that her tone was not normal, as if she was hinting at something. Looking up, I saw a beautiful woman who looked to be in her twenties, with her hair in a bun, bright red lips, and a charming temperament. Even from a long distance away, one can seem to smell the strong scent of makeup.
Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly and said calmly, "Okay." He wants to see what you want to use to test the cadres. The driver wanted to put up a stool, but Zhang Jiuyang shook his head, tiptoed, and jumped lightly onto the carriage with a graceful and unhurried movement. He lifted the curtain and entered the carriage. When he saw the scene inside, he was stunned. I saw an octogenarian lying next to the beautiful woman, snoring loudly. Zhang Jiuyang lowered his voice and asked, "Is this... your father?" The woman smiled and shook her head, "It's my husband." Zhang Jiuyang: “…” Damn, the evil old society! "But my husband is...asleep now." The embroidered shoes under the woman's skirt gently reached forward and touched Zhang Jiuyang's calf, but then went away like a deer. She pursed her red lips and looked at Zhang Jiuyang's handsome face, her eyes full of tears. "My husband drank tea and won't wake up for a while. Taoist priest, can you do me a favor later?" "What's the deal?" She sat next to Zhang Jiuyang, her breath smelling like orchid. "When my husband wakes up, I will ask you to tell my fortune. Please...speak a few good words for the second young master." In front of her husband, she rubbed her legs, kicked off her embroidered shoes, half-removed her silk stockings, and climbed up Zhang Jiuyang's calves with her snow-white feet. But at this moment, Zhang Jiuyang suddenly pushed her away. "Sorry, I'm a fortune teller, not a pedicure provider." "Please respect my profession." woman:"???" …… (End of this chapter)