The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 151: Divination: A great evil will appear

On the first day of the New Year, Lang Jiuchuan went to kowtow to Old Madam Lang before dawn and tied a peace amulet for her. After all the masters of the Lang family came to pay their respects and had breakfast together, he followed Cui to the Huguo Temple.

According to past practice, Cui would not return to the city until the third day of the Lunar New Year, so she packed several boxes and crates of varying sizes, since she was going to stay in the Zen temple of the Huguo Temple.

Jianlan said to Lang Jiuchuan in the carriage: "Madam has never returned to the Cui family to visit relatives in these years, so she would go to the temple to light the lamp for the general on the first day of every year, and would not return until the third day."

Lang Jiuchuan asked: "She doesn't get along with the Cui family?"

Jianlan shook her head: "I didn't follow you when you got married. I only mentioned Qichi Pavilion later, so I'm not very clear. But your biological mother has passed away a long time ago, and now Madam Cui is your successor. Madam didn't go back to the Cui family to pay New Year's greetings, saying that it was because she was a widow and it was not appropriate for her to go out."

Lang Jiuchuan disagreed. What was the point of a widow having to cut off all contact with her natal family? She was afraid there was some hidden story behind this, but it had nothing to do with her.

Seeing that she didn't care, Jianlan continued, "Although I didn't go back, I did prepare gifts for the three major festivals each year, and the Cui family also sent gifts."

Lang Jiuchuan took out the Vajra Pagoda and fiddled with it, saying calmly, "She is from the Cui family, and the family rules are very strict. She won't let anyone talk about her."

After all, the Cui family’s surname is Cui, so their behavior must be worthy of this surname.

Jianlan hummed, "Madam is very particular about rules." She looked at the small tower, feeling a bit cold, and said, "Miss, what is this?"

Lang Jiuchuan looked up and saw that her face was slightly blue. He forgot for a moment that she was just a girl, and the evil spirit of the Vajra Pagoda had not faded. Ordinary people would still feel uncomfortable if they had close contact with it.

She made a mistake.

Lang Jiuchuan touched his sleeves, took out a piece of yellow paper and cinnabar liquid, summoned a talisman pen, dipped it in the cinnabar liquid to draw a talisman for her, blew it dry, folded it into a triangle and handed it to her.

"Amulet, good luck in the new year."

Jianlan quickly held her hands up, knelt on the carriage, and kowtowed to her: "Thank you for the reward, young lady."

She looked at the talisman in her hand with joy, placed it solemnly against her bosom, and pressed it.

Seeing this, Lang Jiuchuan said, "It's just a talisman. It's not worth cherishing so much."

Jianlan said formally, "The young lady's talisman must be of the best quality, and is worth a fortune."

She had followed Lang Jiuchuan to the Ou family and had gained a lot of experience. Naturally, she knew Lang Jiuchuan's abilities. The amulet she gave him must be very useful.

Look, as soon as I got the talisman, the coldness I felt just now disappeared immediately.

Jianlan looked at her with more and more awe.

Lang Jiuchuan stopped fiddling with the Vajra Pagoda, but lifted the small curtain of the car window to look out, and asked Jianlan to tell him about what he had seen and heard in the Huguo Temple in the past.

Jianlan said that although it was the first day of the new year, many common people would go to pray for blessings and make requests on the first day. Even many nobles in the capital would burn the first incense stick in order to get a good omen. Therefore, they would book a Zen temple in the temple early, and as long as it was after midnight, they would burn the first incense stick at the auspicious time.

But often the first stick of incense is the most expensive among the most expensive, the top one.

"The first incense stick was lit by Princess Chao'an last year." Jianlan whispered, "I heard that Princess Chao'an had been childless for many years, so she asked the royal family to contact the Huguo Temple to get the first incense stick, hoping that the gods and Buddhas in the sky would bless her to have a son in one fell swoop."

Lang Jiuchuan became interested: "Is there one?"

Jianlan nodded: "Yes, it seems that the good news came during the Dragon Boat Festival last year. The baby should be born soon now." "That's quite effective."

"Well, after Princess Chao'an spread the good news, she also made a golden statue of the Bodhisattva and sent it to the Huguo Temple."

Lang Jiuchuan thought, it’s no wonder that the Huguo Temple is so popular. If it was really so effective, wouldn’t everyone be scrambling to make petitions?
She was looking at the scenery outside the window, and suddenly paused, looking at a donkey cart that had pulled aside to the side of the road. A large procession passed by them, shouting and cheering, making the people on the donkey cart dare not say a word.

Lang Jiuchuan knocked on the car wall, signaling to stop.

Jianlan quickly stopped him and asked, "Miss, do you have anything to ask for?"

Lang Jiuchuan was about to get off the car, and Jianlan said again: "Miss, it's cold outside, let me do it if you have anything to do?"

"It's okay." Lang Jiuchuan got out of the car, and Jianlan quickly picked up the cloak beside him and hurriedly got out of the car, while putting the cloak on her.

In the carriage in front, Cui heard the words of the palace guards, stopped the carriage, and looked out through the window with a frown.

But Lang Jiuchuan walked to a donkey cart, on which sat a couple who looked to be father and son, with a thin old woman beside them.

The middle-aged man was obviously stunned when he saw Lang Jiuchuan, and then he knelt down in front of her with a look of surprise on his face. He said something, and the old woman also trembled and was about to kneel down.

Lang Jiuchuan helped the old woman up and frowned, saying, "It's very cold, it's going to snow soon, and this is not the place to talk. I also want to go to the Huguo Temple. You can look for me when you get there."

She glanced at their donkey cart and said, "Forget it, just follow the team behind us."

"Thank you, young lady." Zhuang Quanhai bowed and helped the old woman onto the carriage, saying, "Don't worry, ma'am. Brother Ding will definitely turn danger into safety as he has met a noble person."

That’s right, the people Lang Jiuchuan met were the former owner of her shop, Zhuang Quanhai, and his son, and the old woman was the mother of Ding Mangu, whom she had met once before.

She was not mistaken about the man's face, and he was really thrown into prison. Zhuang Quanhai accompanied his mother to the Huguo Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings from the gods.

The group continued to move forward. Lang Jiuchuan tapped his knees lightly and closed his eyes slightly. He felt a little uneasy since he met Zhuang Quanhai and his group.

She opened her eyes and asked Jianlan, "Do you have any copper coins with you?"

Jianlan didn't understand, but nodded and poured out a few copper coins from her purse.

Lang Jiuchuan took out three, put the paper and pen aside, concentrated slightly, took a deep breath, clasped the coins in his hands, and threw them with a slight thought.

"I'll read and you write."

Jianlan immediately took a pen and wrote down her words. When she saw those words, her expression changed slightly. These were the words of the hexagram.

Lang Jiuchuan tossed the coin very quickly, and when she threw it the required number of times for the six-line hexagram, the hexagram came out. Her face was not very good, so she asked Jianlan to light a soul incense, and she took the hexagram that she helped write down and deduced it.

After a stick of incense passed, she frowned as she looked at the deduced hexagram, her lips slightly pursed.

The official and ghost lines are moving and meet the White Tiger and Gou Chen, which represents that evil spirits encounter fierce stars. In the hexagram, there is Li on the upper part and Kan on the lower part, and water and fire do not interact. All six lines are yin, and the hexagram color is dark black and dark red like blood, which means that the extreme yin devours the yang, and the yin energy is prosperous, causing chaos in the human world.

Lang Jiuchuan interpreted the hexagram and felt a dull pain in his chest. He took out the porcelain bottle with a trembling voice, knocked a few pills, and said in front of the spirit platform: "A big evil will come out. Killing it will be a great merit!"