A master of comedy!

Zhou Sheng clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, his face was gloomy, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

That guy's mouth really deserves a beating.

"Heh, you want to hit me?"

Old Man Niu Shan leaned forward, a forced smile on his face: "You know very well what happened to your master when he couldn't hold back and struck. Now you dare—"

Snapped!
Zhou Sheng, unable to bear it any longer, punched him.

Boom!

The whistling wind from the punch made the wrinkled old face tremble, grazing his nose and striking with the force of an arrow, shattering jars of fine wine.

"My wine!!"

The old man from Niushan looked both heartbroken and shocked.

"You, you really hit him?"

"Strange, why didn't I figure it out just now?"

Zhou Sheng's usually infallible divination skills failed him. He had calculated that the other party would not make a move, but the fact still happened.

"The future can be changed."

Upon hearing this, the old man from Niushan narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but scrutinize the young man with an ominous destiny once more.

Despite throwing a punch, Zhou Sheng showed no anger on his face, only a calm that betrayed no emotion.

"It's like this punch; you couldn't have predicted it, but it still happened."

"Senior, there's no need to tell my fortune anymore. I don't believe in fate."

Possessing the treasured Luoshu, Zhou Sheng understood the unpredictability of heavenly secrets, yet he also knew that human destiny was not unchangeable.

Instead of believing in fate, believe in your own strength.

"Good lad, you've got some spirit."

Upon hearing the other party say that he did not believe in fate, the old man of Niushan looked at him with more respect and said, "As expected of Yu Zhensheng's disciple, you killed Lu Zhidao at such a young age. Even a wild dragon can devour the sky. I have high hopes for you."

He paused for a moment, then added, "No wonder I was able to beat my junior brother in one game."

Upon hearing these words, Zhou Sheng knew that the other party had figured out all his secrets, and even knew everything about his recent game with the Black-Clad Dragon King.

"Then I presume you also know the purpose of our visit, senior—"

"Don't rush, just because you don't have your fortune told doesn't mean your wife doesn't."

Old Man Niushan looked at Yaotai Feng, calculated with his fingers again, and his expression changed.

"The earth, nurturing all things, is the foundation of virtue; the Milky Way washes away impurities, revealing the skin of white jade. Before the golden wind stirs, the cicadas sense it; on the branches of the paulownia tree, a crimson throne stands."

"What a magnificent destiny! A phoenix shining brightly in the palace, a life of great nobility! This aura of nobility is truly at its peak. Who would have thought that a real phoenix would emerge from the stage!"

Upon hearing this, Yao Taifeng laughed and said, "Senior, your statement makes it sound like I'll become an empress in the future. How could that be possible?"

"How could it be impossible? With such an auspicious appearance and the star of generalship in your destiny, you will either become a great general who is skilled in battle, a figure like Mu Guiying, the Marquis of Hun Tian, ​​or an empress who is as virtuous as the mother of the nation and whose voice is as clear as the phoenix's cry..."

"But I cultivate the path of the gods, and have long since lost interest in the mortal world—"

"It can't be repaired."

Old Man Niu Shan waved his hand and said, "What kind of righteous god is always moved by the Red Phoenix Star and has a heart full of spring fever? You have too many distracting thoughts and you won't go very far. Don't even mention becoming the God of Drama, you don't even have a chance to become Zi Gu."

Zigu is the toilet goddess.

Upon hearing this, Yao Taifeng's eyes narrowed instantly, her gaze sharp as lightning, and the two swords at her waist trembled slightly.

"Don't act impulsively."

Zhou Sheng quickly grabbed her hand holding the sword, and at the same time gained a new understanding of that mouth that could so easily incite hatred. This old senior was truly outspoken, daring to say anything.

Unlike those fortune tellers who like to hide their secrets and beat around the bush, he is completely different.

The other person seemed to have sensed Zhou Sheng's thoughts, chuckled, and said proudly, "Do you know how I got these sores on my face? It's because I can't control my mouth!"

"If you've figured something out, just say it directly. Otherwise, if you calculate it but don't say anything, or if you say something but don't say anything completely, and you keep stammering and can't even squeeze out a fart, what's the difference between that and constipation?"

Upon hearing this, Yao Taifeng burst out laughing, instantly dispelling any feeling of being offended.

This senior is really interesting. Although his language is a bit vulgar, it makes him seem very genuine.

"Let's do the final calculations on that harmonica... Ouch!!"

Old Man Niu Shan suddenly gasped, immediately stopped his finger-counting, and shook his head, saying, "Forget it, forget it."

"Hehe, Danshan, I think I just heard someone say something like, 'If you've figured it out, you should just say it, otherwise...'"

"Alright, young lady, stop trying to provoke me. This old beggar admits defeat. I'll tell you, okay?"

The old man from Niushan shook his head and said, "The little girl in this zither case is no ordinary child. She has the bones of an immortal and is destined to become one. However, she has difficulty overcoming the trials of love. The most troublesome thing is that she is involved with a very troublesome woman."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhou Sheng with a disdainful look.

This left Zhou Sheng completely baffled.

"The old beggar didn't want to talk about it because the woman involved was not someone to mess with, and he was afraid she would cause trouble for him. Of course, it's not that I'm afraid of her, it's just... a good man doesn't fight with a woman."

Upon hearing these words, Zhou Sheng's heart stirred, and a beautiful figure inexplicably appeared in his mind, but it was hazy and indistinct, as if shrouded in a mysterious veil.

He couldn't remember who the person was, only vaguely recalling that there seemed to be such a person.

"Alright, the fate has been decided, we're even!"

"Hehe, one is the Fiend Dragon Devouring Immortal, one is the Kunji Phoenix Crying, and the other is the Bone Immortal. The most important thing is that the three of you have all gotten together. How interesting, how interesting..."

As he spoke, the old man from Niushan seemed to be getting drunk, so he leaned against the wine jar and quickly fell asleep, soon snoring.

The air reeked of alcohol.

"Senior, senior!"

Zhou Sheng wanted to say something, but the other person didn't respond at all; only the snoring grew louder.

"This senior is indeed an extraordinary person. He has stopped you from making your request several times, which shows that he already knew the purpose of our visit and was unwilling to help."

Yao Taifeng frowned slightly; even someone as intelligent as her found it troublesome.

How can you get the other party to be willing to help?
"Where there is a will, there is a way."

Zhou Sheng said in a deep voice, "Let's not disturb the senior's rest for now. Let's talk about it after he wakes up."

Yao Taifeng nodded, then her eyes flickered slightly as she smiled and said, "Most people who enjoy wine also enjoy their appetite. I'll go buy some good meat and vegetables now, and when the senior wakes up, I'll make him some dishes he's never seen before to go with his wine."

She deliberately repeated the words "never seen before," her eyes shining brightly and her smile radiant.

The old man, Niu Shan, who was fast asleep, twitched his ears slightly. Whether it was an illusion or not, his continuous snoring seemed to pause for a moment.

Zhou Sheng and Yao Taifeng exchanged a smile, already understanding each other perfectly.

"What kind of dish is this? I've never seen it before!"

"Of course, these are all my specialties. There's Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon Sliced ​​Rice, Dongting Autumn Snail Soup, and Qilin Treading on Snow Soup. Oh, and there's also the Eight Treasures Jade Pool Peach Feast, which is made by hollowing out fresh peaches, filling them with eight-treasure glutinous rice, and then drizzling them with lychee wine jelly. One bite, and you're greeted with the aroma of wine, fruit, and glutinous rice..."

Gudong~
Amidst the snoring, there was a faint sound of swallowing saliva.

...(End of this chapter)