purgatory artist

Chapter 475 Fortune Telling
"Your face is really rich, but it's a pity that you have an evil in your life. If you don't get rid of it, your life may be in danger in the near future!"

The old Taoist shook his head, talking in a daze.

Opposite him sat a girl, twenty-eight years old, with a beautiful appearance, surrounded by maidservants and servants.

In front of the group of burly servants, the old Taoist looked like a thin quail.

"Then how can I get rid of the evil spirit on my body?" the girl asked.

The old Taoist smiled, and pointed to the tattered piece of paper on the ground.

The girl looked over and saw that it read:

"Take people's money and fight disasters with people."

"How much?" asked the girl.

"Thirty copper coins." The old man pointed his fingers.

"That's a lot! Is twenty coins okay?"

"Girl, it's a matter of your life to dispel the evil spirit. Thirty copper coins are not enough. You can't bargain any more, otherwise you will commit a taboo."

The woman looked at the old man, only to see that he had a sickly face and was as thin as a stick, and there was a blind child with a disabled arm standing beside him.

"Oh, I almost fell for you, a liar!" She sneered.

"Liar?" The old man was startled.

"Anyone who can tell a fortune teller is an expert. Seeing that you can't even afford to eat, you don't seem to be a real practitioner, but a liar. I don't care about it."

After the girl finished speaking, she stood up and left.

The servant girls and servants who surrounded her hurriedly followed.

Several men who looked like guards also gave the old man a look to show threats.

After all the people had left, the old man squatted on the spot, sighing with a dejected look on his face.

Only then did the child beside him speak: "Master, you still don't know how to make money."

"Mom, I earn a living by my ability, why don't these people believe it? By the way, why did you say 'or' just now?" The old man grabbed a lice in his hair with his hands and crushed it to death casually.

The child grinned and said casually, "It's nothing."

The old man turned his head and continued to set up a fortune-telling stall.

The child stood beside him, lost in thought.

The Lord of Nightmare cannot defeat the Six Realms of Reincarnation.

The hexagram is displayed like this.

But the hexagram does not further show who is more powerful than this "invincible".

If you want to go further, you need a stronger cultivation base and higher strength.

And he is only five years old now.

The child sighed.

Suddenly there was a whisper in my ear:
"Liu Ping, why do I feel that there is something wrong with this world?"

Lilith!
During the battle, she hid in the card book, and she didn't reappear until it was all over and Liu Ping turned into a baby.

"What's the problem?" Liu Ping asked.

"I am the spirit of the card book in the death department. I have gradually become familiar with this world in the past few years. I feel that there is no death passage in this world." Lilith said.

The passage of death is the passage for sentient beings to go to another world after death.

Liu Ping thought for a while, and suddenly remembered something.

The historical recorder once told himself a passage, in which there is information about this world:

"In this parallel world, the world of six paths of reincarnation is incomplete..."

"Everything here is fluid."

incomplete.

Not fixed.

The former means that the world is lacking, and the latter means that everything is possible.

If... the Lord of Nightmares cannot defeat Liu Dao...

Just as Liu Ping was thinking, Lilith's voice came again:
"Hurry up and reach the Golden Core stage, Liu Ping, I have already studied the system of this world. When you reach the Golden Core stage, your soul strength is barely enough to open the card book and use a card."

"Okay, I'll continue to work hard." Liu Ping said.

At this time, a few streamers of light flew from the sky, fell quickly, and appeared as a few practitioners not far from the two of them.

This is the entrance of the market, where people come and go, and it is very lively.

The appearance of several practitioners with fluttering robes and a faint light all over their bodies immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Many people have already knelt on the ground and started to kowtow.

An arrogant male monk looked around and hummed softly:

"Heh, these mortals are really humble."

"Let's go, eat first, and then go on the road." His companion urged.

"Where are you going?"

"There is a Eight Immortals Restaurant in this city, and the dishes are very good."

"go!"

Under the gaze of everyone, they swaggered towards the restaurant.

Everyone along the way gave way.

The old Taoist squatted in the corner, looked at the practitioners, and said to the children beside him:

"Envy or not?"

The child disdainfully said: "He has big fish and meat to eat, but Master, you have to think about eating buns for a long time. Don't you feel ashamed? You also asked me if I envy you?"

The old Taoist blushed and scolded: "Stop talking nonsense, how can we cultivators pursue material desires? We have to—"

The child lowered his head and unwrapped a string of copper coins from his waist, and said to himself: "The wild dog only used a few of the copper coins given by the sermon, and there is still such a long string left. It happens that the master's injury is not yet healed. Do you want to invite him to come?" How about having a banquet at the Eight Immortals Tower?"

"My generation of monks, if we can't eat well, what kind of Taoism is there? Let's go!" The old Taoist immediately answered.

"What Master said is that he is about to taste the taste of that family." The boy said.

The two closed the stall, swaggered and walked in the direction of the Eight Immortals Tower.

It was already meal time when we arrived at the restaurant.

The two found a seat by the window and sat down, each ordered a few dishes, and then slowly waited for the dishes to be served.

There was a sound not far away.

Someone wept with joy: "Since the evil spirit on the little girl has dissipated, the 20 taels of gold will be used as a reward, and I hope the elders will accept it with a smile."

The master and apprentice looked at each other.

Listening to this voice, this movement, it is obviously the woman before.

"Master, you have been robbed of your business." Liu Ping teased.

"Hmph, it's business, it's fine if she doesn't want to believe it." The old Taoist said.

At this time, the food came, and the two raised their chopsticks together.

suddenly.

The woman seemed to see the master and the apprentice, and immediately said to several monks:

"Everyone, as you said, hexagrams are extremely difficult to practice, but the little girl met a liar on the side of the road."

A monk said: "Oh? How much money did he cheat you?"

"No, I knew he was a liar when I saw him, so I wasn't fooled." The woman said.

As she spoke, she looked towards the master and apprentice.

The master and the apprentice ignored it and buried themselves in the food.

A few monks over there also felt that there was no need to talk nonsense with a mortal.

"Okay, the evil spirit on your body has been relieved, let's go down."

"Yes."

The woman was about to retreat with all the servant girls, when she suddenly trembled and fell down on the ground, bleeding from her mouth.

The monks were all taken aback.

One put his hand on the woman, shook his head and said, "No, it's hopeless."

After he finished speaking, he felt a little bad.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, people like myself had just "dissolved" the evil spirit on the other party, but the other party immediately fell into a dying state and was about to die.

This shows that these people have become liars.

Another monk immediately said: "This mortal woman must have listened to the lies and bewitched by some kind of vicious curse, and that's how she ended up like this."

Snapped.

Liu Ping gently put down his chopsticks.

"Why?" the old man asked.

"Save people." Liu Ping smiled gently.

He strode up to the woman and said, "My master said, you need thirty copper coins to dissolve your evil spirit, are you willing?"

The maid next to the woman hurriedly said: "Thirty coins! Save our lady, any amount will do!"

Liu Ping nodded, and reached out to pat the woman a few times.

The woman's stiff body recovered immediately.

She looked at the blind boy in front of her in surprise, and then at the old man who was drinking not far away.

A practitioner sneered and said, "Sure enough, I was bewitched by charlatans. How can there be any evil spirit in the world that can be cured by taking two shots?"

The woman thought she understood, and said to Liu Ping, "You guys hurt me!"

"Speak more wisely, when my master tells your fortune, he is far away from you from the beginning to the end." Liu Ping said.

After thinking about it, the woman felt that what the boy said was reasonable, so she couldn't help but look at the monks.

"It must be an evil technique! Speaking of which, who are you master and apprentice?" Another monk asked.

Several monks held down the weapons at their waists one after another, as if they were about to strike.

Liu Ping didn't pay any attention to it, and only said to the woman, "Chenghui thirty coins."

The woman looked at the 20 taels of gold she had just put on the table to thank the monks, and then looked at the little hand extended by the child.

"Thirty Wen? Only thirty Wen?" she asked.

"Yes." Liu Ping said.

"Forget it, I don't care what's going on, I'll give you thirty cents." The woman beckoned the maid beside her to give the money.

Liu Ping took the money, turned around and walked back.

For a while, there were whispers everywhere in the restaurant.

A child cured the woman with a few pats; while the monks received 20 taels of gold, but let the other party fall in front of them, helpless.

This matter is incomprehensible.

As soon as Liu Ping walked back to his seat, he heard the monks say:

"This demon is making trouble here. I'm afraid that if we leave, they will cause another disaster. It seems that the evil needs to be eliminated."

Several practitioners stood up.

After all, there still needs to be a result, otherwise how will people like myself gain a foothold in the future?
A killing intent suddenly appeared on Liu Ping's body, and then disappeared quickly.

The old Taoist sighed, cupped his hands towards the opposite side and said, "I'm not in good shape today, and I keep making mistakes in my fortune-telling. Please forgive me."

Those practitioners thought they had the upper hand, but they refused to let go, and strode forward.

Liu Ping suddenly said:

"Master, you have too much compassion in your heart, so today's hexagram is not accurate."

"These people, don't they have to follow the fate of the hexagram?" the old Taoist asked.

"The world is not benevolent, the Dao is ruthless, it shows that all living beings are equal." Liu Ping said.

He looked at the few practitioners who were approaching him.

"Light and Shadow Technique, Breeze Technique—they are all small tricks. You only use them to show your prestige in front of others, and you like to covet other people's property. If you have such a mind, your practice in this life has come to an end."

"Forget it, I'll give you a ride."

(End of this chapter)