Day and night tour

Chapter 289: The King of Hell’s Divination
The huge underwater space is filled with transparent waters and floating corpses everywhere.

But the temperature underwater was relatively low, so their bodies were well preserved, and their expressions were relatively calm, making people feel that they were just sleeping soundly...

Zhou Xuan's soul stood at the bottom of the tiankeng, and used his perception to wrap up the corpses. Then, he formed a picture in his mind - a picture that marked the specific locations of all the corpses.

After this map was condensed in his mind, Zhou Xuan went on another day trip and came to the shore. His spirit did not show up, but he whispered to Si Yuer.

"Yu'er."

"Brother Zhou?" Si Yu'er was too familiar with Zhou Xuan's voice. Just by hearing the tone of these two words, she could tell that Zhou Xuan was by her side.

"There are too many people here, so it's not appropriate for me to show my face. Take a pen and paper, and I'll hold your hand and draw a picture for you, marking the locations of the bodies."

"Brother, are you so awesome?"

Si Yuer was overjoyed. If you follow the method Zhou Xuan described, the workload of recovering corpses today will be reduced to freezing point.

There will no longer be any accidental deaths of sailors, she only needs to use the Five Elements Escape Technique to rescue people.

Of course, since Si Yuer had fished out so many corpses, how should the reward money from the sailors be distributed?

In a split second, Si Yuer figured out a solution - to distribute the bodies fished out equally to each sailor according to the number of heads. She, Si Yuer, would not take any money herself, as she was not short of money anyway.

"You've experienced how powerful I am before, so don't flatter me over and over again."

Zhou Xuan separated a part of his soul and wrapped it around Si Yuer's right hand.

Si Yuer took the white paper, and Zhou Xuan's soul held her hand and drew on the white paper.

Zhou Xuan made two drawings in total, one was the cross-section of the sinkhole, and the other was the vertical section of the sinkhole. The positions of the floating corpses in the water were marked on both drawings to make it easier for Si Yuer to understand.

When he finished drawing the picture, Si Yuer corresponded the two pictures and generated the specific location of the floating corpse in her mind.

"Brother Zhou, your picture is so clear and easy to understand...Brother Zhou, good brother..."

Si Yuer's "good brother" has gone out for the day again and returned to the teahouse to meet Xu Qing.

……

"call!"

Zhou Xuan shuddered and exhaled a breath of foul air. His soul had returned to his body.

Seeing that Zhou Xuan finally made some movement, Xu Qing quickly asked, "Young Master, how do you interpret the hexagram of the four copper coins?"

Zhou Xuan began to compose hexagrams on the spot.

"Oh, this hexagram is called the hexagram of wealth and affection. Ordinary families have both wealth and affection. Wealth refers to whether a family's financial situation is affluent, and affection refers to whether the interpersonal relationships within the family are harmonious."

Zhou Xuan pretended to tell fortunes and said, "According to the position of my coin, I guess something bad will happen."

"Something bad." Xu Qing looked a little panicked.

"Your family's wealth palace has been leaked, and a lot of property has been taken away." Zhou Xuan said: "According to my deduction, a few months ago, your husband was cheated of his money by someone who was very close to him. Since then, he has been heavily in debt, but he didn't tell you clearly."

"My husband never told me... Oh, a few months ago, a cousin of his came to the city to learn how to do business, and my husband helped him arrange it. But after more than ten days, I never saw that cousin again, and my husband never mentioned him.
Could it be that the mountain man was referring to my husband's cousin when he said, "I was cheated of money by someone very close to me"?

"It is also."

Zhou Xuan agreed and said, "Your husband is in debt and he doesn't dare to tell you, but he knows it in his heart. He is unwilling to have children because he owes too much debt. How can he afford to raise the baby after he has one?"

"Then why did he leave? We can still earn money if we don't have it... my teahouse..."

As Xu Qing spoke, she seemed to be lacking in confidence.

This small teahouse sells thirst-quenching tea every day. There are many customers, but a bowl of tea only costs two or three cents. All the surplus added up is only enough for her and her husband to make a living.

She didn't dare to think about paying off her debts by running the teahouse.

"Your husband ran away from home not to escape reality, but to make a fortune. This fortune is more dangerous than good, so he dared not tell you openly."

"What kind of fortune?"

"Mingxi Shuifu."

Zhou Xuan picked up the tea bowl and drank tea, but Xu Qing covered her mouth. She was frightened, but also felt sorry for her husband, and tears almost burst out of her eyes.

She runs a teahouse and entertains guests from all over the world every day, so she is well-informed.

Of course she knew that in the past few days, the Mingjiang government office had been searching day and night for people with good swimming skills among the common people to retrieve corpses from the major sinkholes and depressions in Mingxi.

She also knew that although the price of the boatman's corpse recovery was high, the level of danger was also extremely high.

Out of a hundred sailors who went, only forty or fifty came back. It was because God felt sorry for these poor, unfortunate people.

"Mountain man, can you help me figure out where my husband is in the sinkhole or depression in the Mingxi District? I'll go find him and bring him back."

"According to my divination, your husband made a lot of money while recovering corpses."

"No matter how much money I make, if my husband dies, our family will be broken up... Mountain man, please have pity on me and help me calculate. I will hire a donkey cart to bring him back."

As Xu Qing spoke, there was a hint of tears in her voice.

When Zhou Xuan heard Xu Qing's words, he was happy from the bottom of his heart.

This couple can be considered to be kind-hearted and loyal, so it is not a loss to help them.

He stood up, put away the row of copper coins and put them in his pocket: "Maybe God has mercy on you, or maybe your husband is lucky enough to turn misfortune into good fortune. He was lucky enough to survive this trip as a sailor and even made a small fortune.
According to my deduction, he will be home soon, so you just need to wait for him in the tea room."

"really."

Xu Qing suddenly burst into laughter and even shouted out loud.

Zhou Xuan pointed at his cloth tent and said, "Everything else can be fake, but fortune-telling is in accordance with the will of heaven, so it must not be fake. You wait here, don't go anywhere else. Your husband has worked hard day and night to retrieve the body, and he can only walk back with one breath.
When I get home, the energy is gone and I need someone to take care of me.”

"That's right, that's right, thank you for the reminder, sir, thank you for the reminder."

"It's just a small matter, there's no need to thank me, Miss Xu, goodbye."

Zhou Xuan waved the cloth banner and walked towards Zhao Wuya and the big black donkey, shouting "Zhaozi" as he walked - it's time for fortune-telling. He could predict all the predestined events in the world and the people who would encounter disasters in the world.

When Zhao Wuya saw Zhou Xuan leaving the store, he quickly asked, "Brother Xuan, that girl is crying and laughing, what kind of magic potion did you give her?"

"I'll give you a chance to reorganize your words. What is the word ecstasy?"

"So you calculated it for her?"

"It doesn't matter whether the calculation is accurate or not. What's important is that I solved her troubles."

Zhou Xuan continued walking towards the north, feeling his feet were light, as if he was stepping on a ball of wind. He went wherever the wind blew.

"Dragon-seeking footwork - Dragon Walk."

As soon as Zhao Wuya saw Zhou Xuan's steps, he could tell... After completing a business deal, Zhou Xuan actually burned an inch of incense.

"Oh, you've got the upper hand again. Every business is worth an inch of fragrance. Even gods can't burn you so fast."

Zhao Wuya was envious and jealous. While he was speaking, Zhou Xuan inadvertently used the "Dragon Walk" step and had already walked half the street.

"Brother Xuan, wait for me, you are walking too fast now, don't you know?"

Zhao Wuya patted the donkey's butt gently and urged the big black donkey to chase Zhou Xuan.

……

After Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuya left, Xu Qing took over the guise of a teahouse and stopped welcoming guests or doing business that day.

She has to wait patiently for her husband to come back.

"The hermit said Ah Sheng went to retrieve the corpse, so he must be thirsty. I have to prepare a jar of tea for him in advance."

There was not much tea left in the store, so she poured all the tea into the gutter behind the store, and then poured the well water she had drawn at night into the teapot.

She put well water into the pot, added some tea leaves, went to a nearby snack shop, asked the owner for a can of milk and a piece of butter, and added them to the tea pot.

She had a distant relative who was from Xueshan Prefecture. People in Xueshan Prefecture liked to add milk and butter to their tea. When she was a child, she had seen her distant relative make milk tea, and after watching a few times, she learned how to make it.

But in Mingjiang Prefecture, there is no habit of drinking milk tea. In addition, the cost of milk tea is too high, and the price of tea is set high, so the common people passing by are reluctant to drink it.

Today, Xu Qing was going to welcome her husband, so she thought of making a pot of mellow milk tea to nourish her husband.

When the milk tea was ready, Xu Qing took the teapot to the table to cool.
But the milk tea was too cold and had a strong fishy smell, so she had to put the overly cold tea on the coal stove and continue to cook it.

The milk tea would cool down or get hot again after boiling for a while. I don’t know how many times it cooled down.

Xu Qing vaguely saw her husband's figure.

Her husband, Zhang Sheng, used to be a cloth shoe shop owner. He was a bit bookish and would always dress up neatly before going out every day. But today, he was shirtless and his black cloth pants were tattered, like a beggar fleeing famine.

Xu Qing, who was leaning against the doorpost, had tears in her eyes when she saw her husband like this.

"Ah Sheng!"

In response to this anxious cry, Zhang Sheng pulled out a pair of glittering gold bracelets from his tightly packed bag, and said with a simple smile, "I'm going to buy you a pair of bracelets from Liu's shop."

For gold bracelets from Mingjiang Prefecture, ordinary people would go to goldsmiths to buy them. The craftsmanship was a bit rough, but the labor cost was cheap, less than 20% of those in big gold shops.

Liu's shop is a famous gold shop in Mingdong District. Every bracelet is stamped with "Jin Liu". It is a fashionable item that many ladies from wealthy families love to pursue.

When a few girlfriends met and exchanged bracelets, they took the bracelets off their wrists and saw the "Jin Liu" stamp, which made them stand out.

Zhang Sheng clutched the bracelet tightly, trotted over to Xu Qing, grabbed her delicate hand, carefully put the gold bracelet on her, and said with a smile,
"Ah Qing, you don't know how much I made, 6,500 yuan. We'll close the teahouse tomorrow. You stay at home and take good care of yourself. If you have a baby, you can have a chubby one.

I will expand the cloth shoe shop to make the business more prosperous."

Xu Qing couldn't help crying as she listened. She gently patted Zhang Sheng's shoulder and said, "Don't go to retrieve corpses anymore. Money is important, but you are more important. You are the backbone of our family, you can't fall."

"Who said I went to retrieve corpses? I didn't go. I went to transport coal with my friends."

"Don't talk nonsense. Just now, a very powerful fortune teller predicted that you went to Mingxi to work as a sailor. He also predicted that your cousin cheated you of your money. If you have any problems in the future, please tell me. I am very worried about you."

As soon as these words are spoken,

Zhang Sheng was stunned and stood there in silence for a long time before he said, "He is a good gentleman, a really good gentleman."

"He is indeed a good man. He asked me to come here to welcome you. Come in quickly. I have made you some milk tea. It smells delicious."

Xu Qing wiped her tears, held her husband's hand tenderly, and walked into the tea room...

……

"Is this the ability of the first incense stick of the Ganxiang Sect? Dragon Walk?" Zhou Xuan asked Zhao Wuya. "Of course, the Dragon Seeking Ganxiang Sect mainly relies on sensing. When they sense danger, they will use the Dragon Walk to escape.

However, I only know one aspect of the Dragon Form Footwork, and I don’t know the other. I am a disciple of the Acupuncture Point School.”

"No wonder my steps are so much lighter."

When Zhou Xuan understood the Dragon Step method, he thought of Yun Ziliang.

Lao Yun loves to watch the fun. As long as there is a big event to watch, he will go no matter what and no one can stop him.

But don’t say that, you should just watch the fun, the danger never really happened.

Now Zhou Xuan thinks that it may be related to Lao Yun’s knowledge of “Dragon Steps”.

No matter how dangerous the situation is, with this footwork, you can escape danger.

"Go back and ask my great master. I heard that the Dragon Step is the most important of the nine levels of dragon hunting techniques of the Induction Sect.
The rest of the methods are extensions of the Dragon Step method."

Zhao Wuya said.

"Ask when you get home tonight."

Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuya chatted casually until they entered a brick alley.
The alley was narrow, and the two people walking side by side blocked the road. The sound of "ding-ling, ding-ling" was heard behind them.

"Borrowed it, borrowed it."

Zhou Xuan looked back and saw a student riding a bicycle.

A 28-inch pole with a horizontal iron bar in the middle.

This type of bicycle is not very friendly to people with short legs and can easily get their crotch stuck.

Of course, having short legs doesn’t mean you can’t ride a bike. You just need to know how to “grab the crotch” and pass one leg under the iron bar to ride.

Zhou Xuan moved aside and waited for the bicycle to pass. Then he said, "Yazi, this bike is interesting. If I go to the bike shop later, I will buy one too."

Cars are fast enough, but not very flexible. To navigate the streets and alleys, you still need a bicycle.

"I find this car interesting, too." Zhao Wuya is a young man after all, and although he is a Taoist priest, he also likes to follow fashion.

Zhou Xuan patted the big black donkey and said with a wry smile: "Send the big black donkey to the Xiang Donkey House, and I should be able to exchange it for a bicycle."

When Zhao Wuya heard that they were selling the big black donkey, his face turned green and he howled, "What bicycle do you want... My big black donkey is not as good as mine. Let's go, let's go, I don't want to talk about bicycles anymore."

"What I mean is, I'll buy you a bicycle and you give me Dahei."

"That won't work. I've been riding it for so many years that I have developed feelings for it."

In Zhao Wuya's heart, Dahei is a rare treasure. He would not even trade it for a Macan, let alone a bicycle.

……

The two of them joked and walked out of the alley. When they got out of the alley, Zhou Xuan saw a familiar store - Metropolitan.

The second-ranked nightclub in Mingjiang Prefecture.

"I met someone I know."

Zhou Xuan saw Gu Ling and Bai Guang sitting at the street corner of Metropolis drinking coffee.

This corner has been developed by the metropolis into a small open-air coffee square, surrounded by flower stands.

Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuya walked towards Gu Ling and Bai Guang.

Zhou Xuan and his companion walked carefully when they were crossing the road. When they were halfway across the road, Gu Ling saw him and stretched out her hand to greet him.

"Master Gu, the White Singer."

Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuya walked over.

"Bah, don't call me sir, I can't handle it in front of you."

Gu Ling stood up, shook hands with Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuya one by one, and asked, "What would you like to drink?"

"Give me some beer. He is a little thirsty after walking all this time. Give him a glass of juice. He is a monk and has abstained from meat and fish."

Zhou Xuan pointed at Zhao Wuya again.

"I want to drink beer too, I'm a fake monk." Zhao Wuya protested.

"Young man, long time no see." Bai Guang also shook hands with Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan smiled and asked Bai Guang whether his recent development was going well.

With the boss around, Bai Guang didn't dare to talk about his recent situation and just smiled.

Gu Ling said loudly: "Bai Guang is now a famous singer in Mingjiang Prefecture. There are big bosses coming to support her every night.
Those big bosses who usually hang out at the Paramount now go to the Metropolitan at night."

As she spoke, she put her arm around Bai Guang's neck and said, "The boss of Baileban is so embarrassed. I have to find someone to watch over Bai Guang every day, otherwise I'm afraid someone will assassinate her."

At this time, the beer had been brought to the table by the waiter.

Bai Guang picked up a glass of draft beer and said to Zhou Xuan, "Young sir, it was because of your recommendation that I came to the Metropolis. With the current booming development, I won't say anything more. It's all in the beer."

The first half of this passage is very official, but the second half is very free. Considering that Bai Guang is an i person, a typical social phobia,
Zhou Xuan suspected that she had been thinking about the speech in her mind and finally came up with this nonsensical speech.

"It's also Miss Bai Guang's own hard work. Not everyone can seize the opportunity."

Zhou Xuan clinked the cup with the white light and took a big sip.

Zhao Wuya, who was standing next to him, had already gulped down two bunches of soup.

"Ah...hiccup..."

Zhao Wuya first expressed his relief, then burped, and finally wiped the foam from the corners of his mouth, a standard beer-style triple drink.

After the three of them exchanged cups, Zhou Xuan and Gu Ling talked about business: "Gu Gexing, I have been thinking about giving a lecture these days and I am still looking for a venue. I don't know where in Mingjiang Mansion there are many audiences for lectures, so I came to ask you for directions."

"The Metropolitan."

Gu Ling pointed to her nightclub and said, "Mr. Feng used to give lectures at the Paramount. If he can give lectures at the Paramount, we can do the same at the Metropolitan Museum."

"It's fine to talk about it, but the cost here is too high. Ordinary people can't afford it."

Zhou Xuan said, "You should recommend some popular places with low ticket prices. It would be more suitable for me to tell stories there."

Zhou Xuan tells stories not to make money, but to condense the "Book of Will" to repair the tripod for the Youshen Division of Mingjiang Prefecture.

If the tripod is not repaired and is completely broken, the Zoroastrians will enter Mingjiang.

To condense the Heavenly Book, one needs popularity. Only when popularity is high can the power of will be sufficient.

"The cost of living in a metropolitan city is high, but that's during normal times. If you want to tell a story, I can listen to books and music for free here."

"Then the common people can't just sit there and listen."

"We provide melon seeds, dried fruits, and snacks, all free of charge. We also provide beer at 50 cents a pitcher. We will make sure they don't just listen."

Gu Ling added: "Of course, good wine, chocolate, coffee and the like are not so cheap. I can only give you a 50% discount at most."

"Then your idea is fine."

"From now on, if you want to come to my place to tell stories, you can come anytime and the standard will apply."

Gu Ling also risked her life to help Zhou Xuan create the Heavenly Book.

"Then I'll go home tonight and write Liangzi, and come tomorrow."

Zhou Xuan's venue has already been contacted, only Shu Liangzi is missing.

"That's settled then. I'll find someone to make a poster to promote the discounts at the Metropolitan tomorrow and help boost popularity for my young master."

"Thank you, Master Gu, for your kindness and contribution to the cause of the Heavenly Book."

"Pfft, go play somewhere else."

Gu Ling scolded with a smile.

……

After contacting the venue, Zhou Xuan had almost finished his personal affairs for the day.

He and Zhao Wuya, one riding a donkey and the other walking on a dragon, continued their journey of searching for dragons and fortune-telling according to the route guided by the four-sided coins.

On the way, Zhou Xuan asked Zhao Wuya: "Ya Zi, is this search for dragons and the collection of incense really based on fortune-telling?"

"No, fortune-telling is just a superficial phenomenon. The root cause is that you have to solve the causal entanglements of the mortal world.
When people eat grains, they will encounter disasters and misfortunes. These disasters are caused by people’s desires and emotions.
Solve these problems, and your desires and emotions will have a place to go, and you will also gain some understanding of the world."

"To seek the lineage of dragons, one must travel thousands of miles, receive blessings from the mortal world, and attain enlightenment in the mortal world."

Zhao Wuya patted his chest and said, "So, we in the Xunlong lineage are all good people. The incense forces us to be good people. Those who do bad things will never make it big."

Zhou Xuan smiled but said nothing.

He has currently met two dragon-seeking Taoists, one is Yun Ziliang and the other is Zhao Wuya.

Yun Ziliang is a good man, so there is no need to talk about him.
Although Zhao Wuya is not a serious person, he has a kind heart. No matter if he is being fucked by a dog or peeing in front of someone's store, he will just pay compensation and apologize, and will never use his status as a bully.

But can the man from Xunlong Mountain who is chasing Cui Jie be considered a good person? Probably not...

As they walked, they came to a small temple. This temple was the temple of "Seven Leaves Venerable" that Zhao Wuya had visited last time.

Zhou Xuan said jokingly: "Yazi, it's the old temple again, why don't you get off your donkey and go to worship?"

He kept talking, but Zhao Wuya didn't reply.

Zhou Xuan realized something was not right and looked up at Zhao Wuya.

Zhao Wuya looked solemn, then suddenly lowered his head, put his hands together, and said softly to Zhou Xuan, "Sir, please help me calculate the hexagram."

"Are you bored? Get out of here." Zhou Xuan refused immediately.

"The King of Hell is telling your fortune, sir, don't refuse."

Zhao Wuya's eyes were blurry, and he spoke prophetically in a numb voice...

(End of this chapter)