fifth form

Chapter 2403 Bloody Disaster

Zhuang Qingzhai and others have spent decades figuring it out, and Zhang Xuezhou didn't expect to figure it out in such a short period of contact.

He checked Zhuang Qingzhai's many magic weapons just to make sure whether they could meet the needs of Zhenyuan Shenjun.

"Just barely, maybe it can work?"

Putting aside the Zhuang family's inheritance, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the magic weapons provided by Zhuang Qingzhai were very good, but not top-notch.

He had no idea whether Zhenyuan Shenjun could join forces with Li Shaojun.

But as long as he considered that Zhenyuan God was not picky when it came to array items, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the idea was worth a try.

"I'm going to the North!"

After figuring out the situation, Zhang Xuezhou decided to set off for initial contact.

Zhenyuan Shenjun can wait to come, but Li Shaojun has to go to the north to make an invitation.

He spoke to Rong Tianding and asked him to take good care of the items provided by Zhuang Qingzhai to avoid any loss.

"Don't you want me to follow you?" Rong Tianding asked quickly.

"If nothing unexpected happens, I will be back tomorrow," Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.

"So fast?"

Rong Tianding opened his mouth.

He thought about how he had to travel for several days to Mount Tai, and how Zhang Xuezhou only needed two days to go back and forth, and he felt that the difference in their flying skills was still huge.

But the time mentioned by Zhang Xuezhou made Rong Tianding feel a little excited. He felt that as he continued to work hard, the gap between them was slowly narrowing.

If the matter was not so urgent, Zhang Xuezhou would obviously be able to take him flying.

“I don’t ask for the realm of supernatural powers. As long as I can make my soul and body become one, and thus enter the realm of transformation, my flying strength should be able to increase by 30%. Then the gap between me and my cousin should be reduced again, and it won’t be that difficult to run with him!”

Rong Tianding was thinking about it in his heart.

The elixirs needed for cultivation were very expensive and lacked liquidity, which meant that in order to cultivate, one had to rely on a sect, or become an official and rely on the court, or one's family members who had ancestors who practiced cultivation could practice normally.

As the first generation of cultivators in the Rong family, Rong Tianding has achieved his current level of cultivation almost entirely thanks to Zhang Xuezhou, and they are extremely closely tied together.

Although spiritual practice may seem boring and may involve various risks, it can bring about ever-increasing control and make people addicted to it.

Zhang Xuezhou left Zhang's house. Rong Tianding sat in the study for a long time, until Rong Li yelled at the top of her voice. Only then did Rong Tianding quit polishing his realm technique with a headache on his face.

"Look at yourself. You are so old but you just stay at home all day. Are you hatching eggs or creating masterpieces? Jia Zhiyuan even knows how to make money by reading people's faces. He can be considered to have returned to the right path after getting old. What do you think you are doing..."

Even as she grew older, Rong Li's temper remained as fierce as ever, and she would inevitably scold Rong Tianding during meals.

Rong Tianding was too lazy to respond. At best, Rong Li saw that Zhang Xuezhou had found a wife and simply didn't like him so she was just looking for trouble.

"Tian Ding and Zhou Zi are doing great things, don't make irresponsible remarks as a woman like you!"

Jia Zhiyuan said something to help out, but was then brought up by Rong Li.

Seeing that Rong Li’s hand was almost about to hit her face, Jia Zhiyuan quickly closed his mouth.

"Dingzi relies on Zhouzi's leftovers to eat. Zhouzi is ill and has even lost his job. How can he have so much leftovers for Dingzi?" Rong Li scolded, "You think like this all day long. I don't even have the face to eat with my sister!"

"Hey!"

Jia Zhiyuan hummed, and Rong Tianding looked up at Rong Li.

"Your father can earn two to three hundred and a half taels every day now. You should also go and set up a stall with Jia Zhiyuan, so that at least you can make a living in the future," Rong Li said.

"Two to three hundred a day, two to three thousand in ten days, tens of thousands a year. This business requires no capital and is more profitable than selling pigs," Jia Zhiyuan whispered.

"Ok!"

Rong Tianding nodded.

He didn't need to calculate, he knew that he could earn a million dollars by setting up a fortune-telling stall for about fifteen years, and then he could go to Silanfang to buy a girl.

But this was actually an unreliable plan. There were not so many people in Chang'an who needed fortune-telling, and it was impossible for him to spend fifteen years earning money to marry a woman.

It is not too difficult for Rong Tianding to make money as a cultivator. As long as he has the intention to do evil and make money, he can have considerable wealth.

But after following Zhang Xuezhou for a long time, Rong Tianding learned morals while learning skills.

He could take advantage of others, but Rong Tianding never took anything by force. When Rong Tianding was dealing with his parents in daily life, his eyes moved slightly and he looked at Jia Zhiyuan again.

"Are you going to read the face of a person with a broad nose and thick lips today?" Rong Tianding asked.

"How do you know that I met this person today?" Jia Zhiyuan asked curiously.

"Oh, he's coming down the street with four men with clubs!"

Rong Tianding pointed outside the house and gestured with his finger. Everyone could already hear the sound of knocking on the door and rude questioning from the other side.

"What's the matter? He clearly has a face that looks like it's going to be a disaster. How can you deny it?" Jia Zhiyuan said unconvinced.

"Do you have a knife on your lips or what? You can't even say something nice when you read faces." Rong Li scolded, "If you say a few nice words, people will give you money!"

"Do you think that just saying nice things is enough to tell fortunes?" Jia Zhiyuan said, "If you can tell fortunes just by saying nice things, how come you only made thirty-seven and a half taels of silver in one day?"

"Shut up!"

Rong Li slapped Jia Zhiyuan in annoyance, then quickly grabbed a stick and gestured to Rong Tianding, indicating that Rong Tianding should help call for help if there was a fight.

"Fake, please open the door. I know you live here!"

A rough voice was heard outside the door. Rong Li jumped up and ran quickly towards the door.

“False Xiangdao, hurry up and open the door. You said I would have a bloody disaster today, why can’t I wait?”

Perhaps they were sure that Jia Zhiyuan lived in this house, so the knocks on the door became louder.

Before Rong Tianding could even shout, many of the neighbors in Zhangjiazhuang had already set up ladders and peeked out from their respective walls to check what was going on.

"I've never seen anyone begging for bloody disaster like this!"

Rong Tianding looked around and felt that these guys were like lambs walking into a tiger's den. They would be fine as long as they behaved themselves, but once they used sticks, they would be beaten and would most likely suffer a bloody disaster.

"My second uncle is from Jingzhao Yinfu. You have deceived me, Wang Donghai. If you don't pay me back today, you will end up in jail!"

When Wang Donghai, who was knocking on the door rudely, introduced himself and mentioned that the four people with sticks behind him were yamen runners of Jingzhao Yinfu, Rong Li, who was also holding a stick behind the door, couldn't help but get anxious.

The people do not fight against officials, so how could they fight with the servants of the Jingzhao Yinfu?

It would have been fine in the past, as Zhang Xuezhou's high-ranking official status was enough to reduce these minor troubles, and even a fight could get the person out. But now that Zhang Xuezhou has been impeached and removed from office, if they cause trouble again, Zhang Xuezhou's life will only become more difficult.

Rong Li was in a dilemma for a moment. She felt that the stick in her hand was useless, and scolding Jia Zhiyuan would be of no use at all.

When she was in a dilemma, she heard a scream from Wang Donghai outside the door.

"This is too easy!"

Rong Tianding, who was still holding the bowl of rice, whispered.

It's okay to read other things by face, but it's too easy to predict blood disasters.

He only slightly provoked the evil spirit guarding the gate, and the yamen runner who was knocking on the door with a stick outside hit Wang Donghai's nose when he put down the stick, causing his nose to bleed immediately and Wang Donghai to be stunned.

"Is the physiognomist in there?"

After a long while, Wang Donghai's tone completely changed when he asked for a meeting again.

"Can you take another look at my face? I'm willing to pay more."

Fake skills should be exposed, but real skills will undoubtedly make people afraid.

Wang Donghai originally wanted to make some money to spend, but he didn't expect to meet a fortune teller with real skills.

This immediately dampened his arrogance, and he even began to worry about whether he would encounter another bloody disaster. He took out money from his pocket and asked for a fortune teller.

“This type of clientele seems to shorten the earning years!”

Rong Tianding was thinking about his customer base that was superior to the poor people in East and West Markets, and also thinking about Zhang Xuezhou's customer base that was difficult to replicate. He couldn't help but quickly position himself and solve the troubles that Rong Li was bothering him about.

In the Taoist temple in the north, Zhang Xuezhou met Li Shaojun again.

The way he invited Li Shaojun was no different from the way Jia Zhiyuan, Rong Tianding and others handled things.

"Old Li, you are in big trouble. It looks like a bloody disaster!"

As soon as he saw Li Shaojun, Zhang Xuezhou started threatening him with all kinds of words.