Live fortune telling I went crazy in the True and False Qianjinwen

After returning to their respective rooms, Chi Qiao did not waste any time and sat cross-legged to meditate and practice.

Grandma Chi in the next room took out her cell phone and called her friend, "Master Wuchen, are you free the day after tomorrow?"

She had said before that she would take Chi Qiao to Wu Chen's place to find the alchemy furnace. After they had agreed on a time, Wu Chen sent her a message saying that he had something else to do and had to postpone the meeting for five days, which happened to be today.

But Chi Qiao has something to do these two days, so Grandma Chi wants to go to Qingyun Mountain the day after tomorrow.

And she wanted to ask if there was any solution to her granddaughter's situation.

At the foot of Qibei Mountain, twenty or thirty Taoists surrounded a thatched courtyard, making it impossible to get in or out. There were several old Taoists sitting in a house with a skylight. At this moment, the one in charge went outside to answer a phone call.

"Yinling, I'm sorry, something happened here. I'm afraid our meeting will have to be postponed."

Wu Chen's face was full of apology. Alas, he was so absorbed in the changes here that he even forgot he had an appointment with his old friend today.

Grandma Chi said it was okay, and gave a brief account of Chi Qiao's current situation. "My little granddaughter made a bet with someone yesterday and pried into the secrets of heaven. I don't know what the punishment will be. Will I have to set up an altar and perform a ritual?"

Her little granddaughter accepted 300,000 yuan from others, but I didn't see her performing any rituals to use the money to offer sacrifices to God and ask for forgiveness.

When Grandma Chi consulted Wu Chen about metaphysics before, she also asked if there was such a thing as the Yin. Wu Chen naturally had never seen it. However, Wu Chen was also a man who had lived for more than a hundred years and was very smart. Although Grandma Chi asked indirectly at that time, he still heard some clues and roughly knew that Chi Yinling's granddaughter had some adventures.

Hearing her ask this, Wu Chen frowned. In fact, he didn't know how to answer, because he didn't have the ability to peek into the secrets of heaven. Not to mention him, there wasn't anyone in the entire Qingyun Temple who could do that over the years.

His junior fellow apprentice Wufeng was the most talented disciple Qingyun Temple had ever produced, but he had only mastered some techniques in formations and magic, and was still far from being able to peek into the secrets of heaven.

"There is no other way except to hold a ceremony. How about I give you an address and come over when you are free? I have called all the people in Qingyun Temple who are capable of performing rituals to this place."

Wu Chen said, and Grandma Chi was stunned and asked, "Did anything happen over there?"

Wu Chen looked back at the body of his junior brother in the thatched hut and sighed, "Something did happen, but it's hard to explain in a few words. If you came, you would know it."

Grandma Chi asked Wu Chen for the address and hung up the phone, frowning again and again. She hadn't heard Wu Chen speak in this tone for many years.

Qingyun Temple is not well-known in China, and not many people even know about it because it is located deep in the mountains. But in the hearts of some older people in China, Qingyun Temple is like a towering mountain.

Because in the smoke of war when China was founded, only a ten-year-old Taoist boy was left to look after the Qingyun Temple, and all the other Taoists went down the mountain and raised the banner. They fought on the front line, saved many compatriots, and killed many enemies.

When the smoke cleared, only Wu Chen returned from the entire temple. He was only in his twenties at the time. He went down the mountain several times afterwards and made many contributions to China.

Once upon a time, when Chi Yinling first joined the department, Wu Chen, who was already in his forties, was her superior. At that time, Hua Guo had nothing and faced many difficult problems, but only when faced with the most difficult problems would he frown and express his opinions in this tone.

Chi Yinling remembered that this was the tone he used every time he felt powerless but had to come up with a solution. Although they would mostly achieve their goals in the end, the losses on his side would also be very heavy.

Grandma Chi sighed. Because of the crisis her little granddaughter might face and what Wu Chen had encountered, the feeling of deep powerlessness and anxiety that she had not felt since China became strong once again swept over her body.

She took out a pill from her pocket and took it, and she felt a little better.

It was exactly six o'clock in the afternoon when Chi Qiao opened her eyes. She looked out the window. Although the sun was still hanging in the sky, it was no longer very hot.

She got up and went out. She was afraid that Grandma Chi and the other two would be scared, so she thought of leaving a note to tell them that she was going out for a walk. But as soon as she opened the door, the doors of the other three rooms opened as well, and the three of them seemed to be listening specifically to the noise coming from her side.

Chi Qiao was stunned for a moment and asked them, "Aren't you asleep?"

In the morning, I saw that they all had big dark circles under their eyes. In the car, Chichuan and Lu Ming kept yawning. I thought they would sleep all afternoon.

"Just woke up."

Ikegawa smiled and rubbed his eyes.

He did sleep in the afternoon, but he and Lu Ming took turns sleeping together because they were afraid that something might happen to Chi Qiao and they wouldn't notice.

Chi Qiao looked at their concerned eyes and always felt that their understanding seemed to be different from hers. The main reason was that she didn't take the words she said to the Taoist priest seriously at all. She said those words just to get the Taoist priest to take out the money.

But it seemed impossible to keep them here, so they set off together.

The few of them first had dinner in the hotel, then found a coffin shop and bought some high-quality yellow paper and cinnabar. Chi Chuan drove the car, and Chi Qiao gave the way, and they took a winding road and arrived at a river.

It was almost dusk at this time. The setting sun left only a half red patch visible, dyeing the clouds in the sky a thin red glow.

The river was in the suburbs and it was dusk, so there was no one else here except them, with only one or two cars occasionally speeding by on the side of the road.

You can see a bridge in the distance. It has neon lights flashing on it, so it should be quite lively over there.

After Chi Chuan parked the car, Chi Qiao did not get out immediately. Instead, he drew a few talismans and gave one to each of them before getting out.

After a few people got the talisman paper, even the most stable Grandma Chi's expression changed a little. It was not because she was afraid, but the environment, place and time were a bit creepy.

Chi Chuan got out of the car and caught up with Chi Qiao, and asked nervously: "Little sister, what do you mean? Is there a ghost here?"

The evening breeze blew across the water, bringing a hint of chill, and Ikegawa shivered.

Grandma Chi and Lu Ming also followed, and Chi Qiao comforted them, "We are in a scientific world, there are no ghosts. The talisman I gave you is a cold-resistant talisman. It's a bit cold by the river, and you haven't had enough sleep, so your resistance is weak. I'm just worried that you will catch a cold."

After Chi Qiao said this, the expressions of the three people improved.

But Lu Ming was curious, "What are we doing here?"

"Take a walk."

Chi Qiao smiled and actually started to walk slowly along the river bank.

Lu Ming still didn't understand why he had to go for a walk across the city. There were so many rivers in Huajing, he could go for a walk anywhere.

However, Grandma Chi has already noticed something wrong. Why does this river look a bit like the one Yan Hong fished in yesterday?

But she couldn't be sure. After all, all the rivers were the same, and it would be difficult to tell if there was nothing iconic.