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Chapter 150 Entering Mythology: Human Hearts, Power, Miracles! (Please Subscribe)

"You're serious, my forehead looks dark and my face looks tired?"

Niu Jun was both amused and exasperated.

Not to mention that his physical body is not made of flesh and blood, but is transformed from the primordial spirit of the Dharma.

Speaking of his true immortal body, anyone who sees it would say that his forehead is full and his eyes are bright, which is the appearance of an enlightened immortal. You say that his forehead is dark and his face looks tired? Isn't that a joke?
"Of course I'm serious, it's just a matter of whether you believe me or not."

As he spoke, the fortune teller carefully examined Niu Jun's features and complexion, calculated with his fingers, and then said with unusual seriousness, "If nothing unexpected happens, you will face a bloody disaster, and your life will be in danger within three days."

Niu Jun remained silent.

The way he speaks—his face is dark, and he keeps saying things like "bloodshed is coming"—sounds so familiar.

Those fortune tellers who later became charlatans and swindlers all learned from you.

When the fortune teller saw Niu Jun standing there in a daze, he thought he was frightened and calmly comforted him.

"Of course, don't worry. No matter how great the danger, there's always a way out. I have a method that can help you escape your misfortune, but this spell requires gold and silver to perform the ritual, at least a thousand taels. What do you think..."

"One thousand taels?"

Niu Jun was speechless. Upon hearing this, he knew he had encountered a swindler, not some powerful being joking with him.

the reason is simple.

With his true immortal cultivation level as a Dharma body, how could he possibly afford to give away a thousand taels?

If a powerful being were to joke with him, they would definitely take the opportunity to demand retribution from him, rather than offering some useless material gifts.

The fortune teller didn't ask him for karma, only for money. There's only one possibility: this person has no real skills and relies entirely on swindling and cheating, taking advantage of whoever he can cheat.

wrong!

The fortune teller in front of me doesn't seem to rely solely on swindling and deception; he does have some skill.

Looking at the fortune teller before him, Niu Jun could tell almost instantly that he was burdened with heavy karma and exuded a sinister aura, making him a promising candidate for practicing evil arts.

Therefore, his words about a darkened forehead, bloodshed, and impending doom were not entirely lies.

Because if you don't believe it, with the methods of this fortune teller, he can definitely bring you great misfortune.

Really.

This fortune teller can move people to tears.

They could easily resort to outright robbery using evil methods, but instead they choose to transform themselves into fortune tellers, offering you emotional support.

All I can say is that they know how to have fun!
Niu Jun glanced at the fortune teller indifferently, intending to slap this unlucky thing to death.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to make a move, he sensed a familiar aura emanating from the fortune teller.

"This breath?"

"How come it's somewhat similar to the special power that surrounds Bai Suzhen, Fahai, and Xu Xian?"

"However, compared to Bai Suzhen and the other two, the mysterious aura emanating from this fortune teller was far too weak, like a firefly compared to the bright moon, they were simply incomparable."

Niu Jun carefully examined the giant monkey fortune teller in front of him, and reached out to try and grasp the mysterious aura emanating from the fortune teller so he could observe it closely.

As a result, no matter what methods he used, the wisps of unknown power wrapped around the divination immortal remained unmoved.

"A myth?"

Niu Jun wasn't a fool. After realizing that the unknown power entwined around the Diviner was beyond his control, he immediately thought of the mythical power that Fahai had mentioned.

Myth has power; myth is miracle.

well.

This myth caught his attention, and he became very interested.

But this fortune teller in front of me?
Looking at the fortune teller before him, Niu Jun suspected that the fortune teller had also participated in the White Snake myth, or perhaps appeared in other mythological stories, which was why he had gained a wisp of mythological power.

Of course, given the fortune teller's actions, Niu Jun felt that even if this guy had participated in some mythological story, he would probably only be a minor clown or an early villain.

Otherwise, the mythical power on her body wouldn't be just a wisp, but rather like Bai Suzhen or Fahai, with a dense mythical power surrounding her.

"Actually, I don't value money and wealth, these external things, very much."

Seeing that Niu Jun was hesitant to pay, the fortune teller said, "It is fate that we have met. How about this, one hundred taels, and I will help you get rid of your troubles?"

Say it.

As if afraid that Niu Jun wouldn't understand, he didn't forget to defend himself, saying, "This divination master doesn't want your money, but rather wants to use your money to do your thing."

Niu Jun glanced at the fortune teller, said nothing, and stood up to leave.

Without understanding the essence of mythology.

He decided to let this minor character off the hook.

When the fortune teller saw Niu Jun about to leave, his expression changed immediately. He said coldly, "You're not even willing to spend this little bit of money. Don't regret it! I'm not lying when I say you have a short life. If you don't believe me, go home and wait. You'll definitely face a great calamity within three days."

Hear the sound.

Niu Jun glanced at the fortune teller with a half-smile, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

He wasn't afraid that the fortune teller wouldn't bother him; on the contrary, he was afraid that the fortune teller would do nothing. After all, only when the fortune teller took action could he better understand the mythical essence of this universe.

As long as the fortune teller makes a move against him.

Entangled in cause and effect.

This gave him a reason to target the fortune teller and plunder his mythical power for research.

Therefore, Niu Jun even changed his original plan. Instead of leaving Yuhang or going to Baohetang where Bai Suzhen was staying, he found an ordinary inn to stay at.

He was eagerly anticipating the arrival of the fortune teller.

……

night.

A strong wind started blowing outside the inn.

The wind howled like ghosts and wolves, relentlessly pounding against his door, sending chills down his spine.

Unfortunately, Niu Jun was no ordinary person.

He listened to the howling wind pounding on the door outside, but remained completely unmoved, and lay in bed, fast asleep.

Early the next morning.

The fortune teller appeared outside the inn and, seeing Niu Jun emerge, went straight to the point, asking, "Young master, did you sleep well last night?"

"It was alright. I had a wonderful night of dreams, so pleasant that I didn't want to wake up."

Niu Jun told the truth.

This Dharma body of his was formed by his true self using dreams as its foundation and integrating the laws of time, space, cause and effect, destiny, and other great principles.

What I fear is that there really are powerful beings at the Great Luo level in this White Snake Universe.

Based on the Great Dao of Dreams, the Dharma Body condensed is like Zhuangzi's dream of a butterfly, illusory and real, dreamlike and unpredictable, thus obscuring the secrets of heaven and concealing its own existence.

So when he said he had a good dream, he really did have a good dream.

"is it?"

The fortune teller left with some doubt.

That night, in addition to the strong wind, there was also knocking on the door, and even a huge dark shadow lingered in front of the window, occasionally pushing the window with its hand, as if it might break in from the outside at any moment.

Such a sight would surely terrify an ordinary person, making it difficult for them to fall asleep.

Unfortunately, the fortune teller chose the wrong person.

Niu Jun remained unmoved, lying in bed fast asleep, having sweet dreams.

And so another night passed.

The next day.

Early in the morning.

The fortune teller encountered Niu Jun again and asked the same question: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"I dreamt of rain pattering on banana leaves and cats and dogs acting out a play. I never imagined I'd run into you, you swindler, this morning. What bad luck!"

Niu Jun feigned impatience and launched into a tirade of open and subtle mockery at the fortune teller.

After saying that, he left on his own, leaving only the fortune teller there with a livid face and a face full of malice.

The only thing to blame is this fortune teller for being too slow. He even takes a gradual approach when using evil magic to harm someone. If we don't ridicule him, what if he just runs away?
After all, the cause and effect of the fortune teller's fright to him in the past two days was not enough to directly take his life.

Only this fortune teller truly took action against himself.

Only then could Niu Jun reasonably and logically take drastic measures against the fortune teller.

Don't ask why.

The answer is mythology.

After two days of contemplation, Niu Jun, combining various myths and legends from his previous life, has also summarized some of the patterns in mythology.

What is mythology?
Fahai said: Myths have power; myths are miracles.

In fact, this statement is incorrect.

In Niu Jun's view, myths have power and myths are miracles, which are indeed true, but there is also the most important point, which is that myths must be sung and allegorical.

Just like the story of Yu Gong moving mountains in the myth.

What kind of myth is the story of Yu Gong moving mountains?
It tells the story of Yu Gong, who, undeterred by difficulties, persevered and dug at the mountain until he finally moved the Heavenly Emperor to move the mountain away.

Through the perseverance of Yu Gong and the cowardice of Zhi Sou, and the contrast between "foolishness" and "wisdom," the story demonstrates the confidence and perseverance of people, illustrating the principle that one must persevere to overcome difficulties.

In this mythical story of the Foolish Old Man Who Moved Mountains.

This demonstrates the power of mythology, the miracles of mythology, and the singability and allegorical nature of mythology.

If mythology lacked power, it would be strange if Yu Gong and his family could shove mountains and rocks and cause panic among the mountain gods of Taihang and Wangwu.

If the myth were not a miracle, it probably wouldn't have ended with Yu Gong's family moving the Taihang and Wangwu Mountains, but rather with the Yu Gong family line dying out and the Taihang and Wangwu Mountains remaining unscathed.

The reason for this is quite simple.

While there is some truth to the saying that Yu Gong's descendants would go on endlessly, it is entirely sophistry.

Because Yu Gong's family also needed to eat and live. If they did nothing all day but lead their descendants to carve mountains and chisel stones, even if the whole family didn't starve, their descendants would be impoverished and unable to find wives. How could there be any endless descendants?

As the saying goes, poverty doesn't last three generations.

Because truly poor people don't even have three generations to live on.

So myths are miracles, and that's absolutely true. If it weren't a miracle, it would definitely end in tragedy.

Finally, myths must be both catchy and allegorical.

Niu Jun believes that this is the key to mythology, because it has the power to be sung and allegorical, which is why miracles can happen and why mythology has power.

Human spirit, power, miracles!

This is mythology!
Make inferences based on this pattern.

Niu Jun felt that he had probably fallen into some kind of myth.

Or rather, the fortune teller's actions reminded him of the story "The Sorcery" in the Liaozhai tales.

"The Sorcery" is a story in "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" that vividly and in detail tells the story of Yu Gong's battle with evil sorcerers.

The gist of the story is this: To gain people's belief in his magic, a fortune teller resorted to sorcery, sending out monsters to kill people. Yu Gong, brave and upright, objectively confronted this evil challenge, ultimately defeating the fortune teller and bringing him to justice.

This story teaches us that when we encounter difficulties, we should seek the right channels to solve them. Seeking divine intervention or choosing unorthodox methods will only put us in danger.

Niu Jun's actions were intended to emulate Yu Gong's actions in the story of "Sorcery," waiting for the sorcerer to reveal his true intentions before bringing him to justice, thereby gaining the favor of the myth.

This is also why he can tolerate the fortune teller jumping around in front of him.

Of course, this was just one attempt by Niu Jun, and whether it would be successful would only be known tonight.

Because today is the last day of the three-day calamity predicted by the fortune teller.

If that fortune teller doesn't want to ruin his reputation, he'll definitely take action against himself.

Especially since that guy had been mocked by him, it would be strange if he could hold back, given his magnanimity.

night.

Niu Jun was reading when he suddenly heard the rustling sound of small insects crawling on the window paper.

A tiny figure carrying a gun squeezed through the window crack, jumped to the ground, and stretched out in the wind, quickly growing to the same height as a person.

The villain's face was ferocious. He raised his spear and thrust it at Niu Jun, hoping to make him fulfill the omen of a darkening forehead, impending disaster, and bloodshed within three days.

"A mere magic trick, nothing to brag about!"

Niu Jun watched as the little man thrust his spear at him. He simply blew on the little man, who had grown to be eight zhang tall, and the little man turned into a light paper figure, floating down from mid-air, without any trace of his spirit.

"Cause and effect, cause and effect!"

"Your attack is the cause, my retaliation is the effect!"

"Let me see where that fortune teller is."

Niu Jun looked at the palm-sized paper figure that had fallen to the ground, chuckled, and followed the unseen causal connection with his gaze, quickly finding the location of the Divination Immortal.

have to say.

This fortune teller knows how to enjoy life.

We are now on a decorated boat with red lanterns hanging high.

He was seen holding a wine glass, with two beautiful women in his arms, eating grapes while being served by them.

Finally, he couldn't help but boast to the beauty in his arms: "I am the number one diviner in the world, the reincarnation of a celestial divination immortal. It is an incredible stroke of luck for you two beauties to meet me."

"As long as you serve this diviner well, I will give you a free divination. Whatever you ask for, it will be answered."

See this scene.

Niu Jun shook his head.

It can only be said that this fortune teller is a real scoundrel, even deceiving the pitiful people in the pleasure boat.

However, those two beauties were used to all sorts of patrons, and playing along was their way of surviving.

So when the fortune teller boasted, the two of them not only didn't show any doubt or ridicule, but instead looked at him with admiration, whispering all sorts of sweet nothings, which made the fortune teller very happy. He then took the beautiful woman's fair and delicate hand and was about to give her a free fortune telling.

Truly, beneath the light gauze and red curtains, whispered sweet nothings, overflowing with affection—how could one possibly discern the truth from falsehood?

Niu Jun shook his head and reached out to grab the flower boat.

The fortune teller who was reading the palms of the two beauties vanished before their eyes, leaving only two hundred-tael silver notes slowly drifting down from mid-air.

The father gambled, the mother was ill, and the younger brother was studying.

They are all pitiful people.

As a dignified immortal, I certainly wouldn't make things difficult for them!
(End of this chapter)