The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

The old god had known for a long time that Jian Shujie had brought two friends today, so when he entered the wing room, he was not surprised by the two extra people.

He flicked his whisk and bowed slightly to Jian Shujie.

"Pindao pays homage to the governor."

Jian Shujie smiled and asked him to sit down.

Next, they began to chat about Taoism.

Most of the time, the old gods are talking, Jian Shujie is listening, and occasionally he will say a few words of his own opinion.

Shang Kui didn't know anything about Taoism, and he was scratching his head at first, but then he couldn't help but fell into a trance after listening to it.

Only Wen Jiucheng remained calm throughout the process.

He has been secretly observing this old god who is known as being straight-talking, and there is a deep luster in his black eyes.

This old fairy looks very kind, his eyes are gentle and benevolent like an elder in the family, his speech is quite humorous, and he has all kinds of allusions at his fingertips.

The words that should have been boring have not only become simple and easy to understand, but also have a bit of humor, which can make people smile from time to time.

Just chatting for a while, Jian Shujie's melancholy caused by his wife's serious illness was relieved a lot, and he looked much more energetic.

It's no wonder that this old fairy is able to flourish in Fufeng City. Regardless of whether his fortune-telling ability is true or false, his superb emotional intelligence alone can make him stand out from a group of mediocre people.

The old god is talking about many fates in the family.

When he said this, he suddenly turned his head to look at Wen Jiucheng and smiled gently.

"This little friend seems to be quite related to my Taoist school. I wonder if you are interested in joining my Taoism?"

Jian Shujie and Shang Kui Qiqi looked at Wen Jiucheng.

Wen Jiucheng was startled for a moment, and then showed helplessness.

"Sorry, my heart is full of worldly things, I can't enter the Taoist school, let me continue to sink in the world of mortals."

The old god seemed not surprised by this result, and smiled.

"Our Taoist school pays attention to quietness and inaction, and to be at ease physically and mentally. Since the little friend doesn't want it, the poor Daoist can't force it."

Then he changed the subject, raised his hand to stroke his snow-white beard, and smiled even deeper.

"However, the face of the little friend of the Pindao Temple seems to have something on his mind recently, why don't you let the Pindao do the trick for you?"

With the old god's current reputation in Fufeng City, there are countless people who come to visit him every day to ask him for a fortune-telling, but he is not always willing to come, even if some people offer thousands of gold, he may not be willing to give the other party a fortune-telling. A thousand dollars in the sense is hard to find.

This was the first time that Jian Shujie saw the old god offer to tell someone a fortune, and Jian Shujie couldn't help showing a look of astonishment.

However, Wen Jiucheng politely declined.

"Thank you Daoist for your kindness. I'm ashamed in my pocket, and I'm afraid I can't afford to pay for it."

Jian Shujie was in a hurry, and wanted to say that Wen Jiucheng didn't know good from bad.

Instead of being annoyed, the old fairy smiled more cordially.

"Let's just say that you have a predestined relationship with the Daoist sect. You came here by coincidence. It just so happens that there is only the last hexagram left in the three hexagrams of Pindao today, so he doesn't need hexagram money."

The other party had already talked about this point, and Wen Jiucheng couldn't refuse anymore, so he followed the trend.

"In this way, Daoist Lao, I really have something to worry about recently..."

He just started talking when he was interrupted by the old god.

"You don't need to talk about it, let the poor do the math."

The old fairy closed his eyes, and the fingers of his right hand kept changing, as if he was pinching some formula.

Everyone else in the room held their breath and waited quietly.

After a while, the old god opened his eyes, probably because he was getting older, the color of his pupils looked much lighter than that of ordinary people, it was a kind of translucent smoky gray, with a kind of quiet breath after years of precipitation.

He said calmly.

"My friend's recent worries should be related to one person.

That person has a very deep friendship with you. You are not brothers, but better than brothers.

The man has recently disappeared, and you are worried that he may be in danger.

The reason why you came to Fufeng City is to find him. "

Although Shang Kui didn't know the relationship between Wen Jiucheng and Fang Wujiu, he and Wen Jiucheng came to Fufeng City to find Fang Wujiu.

Unexpectedly, the old god told the truth easily just by pinching his fingers.

Shang Kui couldn't help being shocked.

He couldn't help but waver, did he misunderstand before, this old fairy is not a liar, but a really capable expert?

Wen Jiucheng turned to look at Jian Shujie.

Jian Shujie understood what he was doubting, and clarified seriously.

"I didn't mention anything about you looking for someone, I could swear it."

The old fairy stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "The person my friend is looking for is in a whole mess, and I can't protect myself. If you want to save him, you must hurry up."

Shang Kui couldn't help asking: "Can the Taoist priest figure out where that person is now?"

The old god smiled and replied calmly: "Of course."

Shang Kui came to the spirit immediately: "Please ask the Taoist priest to help us!"

The old god said leisurely: "Pindao has finished calculating today's three hexagrams, and then he has to pay hexagram gold for the next hexagram. A hexagram needs at least one hundred taels of silver."

Just in case, Shang Kui brought a lot of bank notes when he went out this time.

Hearing this, he immediately took out two silver bills with a denomination of fifty taels, put them in front of the old god, and then looked at the old god with expectant eyes.

The old fairy didn't go to get the silver ticket, but continued.

"In addition to Guajin, you also have to tell the poor way the person's birth date."

Shang Kui has no friendship with Fang Wujiu, he only knows that Fang Wujiu is an imperial physician in the palace, he is quite trusted by the imperial concubine, as for Fang Wujiu's personal information, he does not know at all.

He immediately looked at Wen Jiucheng who was sitting beside him, and asked in a low voice.

"Mister, do you know the horoscope of Doctor Fang's birthday?"

Wen Jiucheng nodded: "I know."

Immediately afterwards, he announced a string of birthday characters.

The old fairy closed his eyes again, and the fingers of his right hand kept changing.

When he opened his eyes, he raised the corners of his mouth and showed a helpless smile.

"The birthday horoscope that my friend said is wrong."

Shang Kui was taken aback, and said in disbelief, "How could it be wrong? Could it be that Mr. Wen made a mistake?"

Wen Jiucheng didn't answer Shang Kui's question, he looked at the old god fixedly and said calmly.

"How can the Taoist priest be sure that the birth date is wrong? Have you ever seen the missing person?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Shang Kui and Jian Shujie changed a lot.

Jian Shujie was astonished, while Shang Kui was vigilant.

Shang Kui subconsciously pressed his right hand on the handle of the knife hanging from his waist, as if he could attack at any time.

The atmosphere became tense in an instant.

The old god seemed not aware of this, and still had a smile on his face.

"Little friend misunderstood, Pindao has never met that person, Pindao is just familiar with fortune-telling.

Calculating according to the birth date given by the little friend, the missing person died a few years ago.

Since he is a dead person, why did Xiaoyou come to Fufeng City to find someone on purpose?

It doesn't make sense,"