Chapter 593: Chapter 585: Leading Out of Confusion All Because of Giving Much
Master Tai Cheng, although embarrassed by the entanglement with Marquis Chang’an, did not refuse their requests and gave them some protective talismans to safeguard their homes. He even promised that if Master Taiyang truly dared to seek revenge, he would righteously destroy his kinship. Firstly, he was indeed at fault, and secondly, he genuinely feared that Taiyang’s mad actions might jeopardize his hundred years of cultivation and bring trouble to Jinhua Temple.
"Whether the Marquis believes it or not, the evil disciple had already left when you came to the temple. I was not aware of his actions."
Marquis Chang’an chuckled and said: "No matter what the temple master claims, Daoist Taiyang is someone who disregards ethical causality. I hope the temple master realizes this sooner to prevent your temple from further troubles."
"That is only natural. By the way, do you know where the Daoist from Qingping Temple is currently?"
He was truly curious to see what kind of monster Chi Yuan, that old thing, had raised to target him time and again.
Without Qin Liuxi’s permission, Jing Xiaosi did not reveal her current location, only saying that she agreed and would send someone to inform him.
Marquis Chang’an thought about betraying Qin Liuxi, but considering Qin Liuxi’s cunning schemes, he prudently pretended to know nothing, claiming that he was not familiar and that all contacts were through Jing Xiaosi.
Master Tai Cheng knew they were guarding against him, but he was not annoyed, as it was just a matter of locating the person in the city and asking a little ghost for directions.
After giving them the Protective Dharma Treasure, Master Tai Cheng excused himself to enter seclusion and unceremoniously dismissed the visitors. He entered the Daoist Room, immediately folded a paper crane, wrote a warning, cast a spell to grant it spirit, and set it free.
Watching the paper crane fly away, Master Tai Cheng furiously wielded the Peach Wood Sword in the back mountain, and only after a bout of swordplay did he gasp for air, clutching his chest, his eyes piercingly cold.
This damned Taiyang, how dare he, how dare he practice such despicably ruthless evil magic. If he had known earlier, he would have...
Master Tai Cheng, feeling dejected, walked to the back mountain, arrived at the temple’s forbidden grounds, and knelt in front of the former temple master’s grave, prostrating on the ground: "Master, your disciple is at fault."
Indeed, Daoist Taiyang secretly wished to cause major trouble, as he was made to feel like a rat crossing the street by Marquis Chang’an, his family broken and people gone; he couldn’t just let it go.
Should he bring some misfortune their way, or what? No, misfortune and such were too childish. Not painful enough. Why not directly send an Evil Ghost to harm them?
Actually, the most fitting revenge was ’an eye for an eye;’ let the son personally come, to extract their essence and soul. By doing so, he would become even more vicious and sinister. But they were men, with masculine energy, which wasn’t quite suitable.
"They got off easy," Daoist Taiyang glanced at Changsheng, who was hiding in the shadows draped in a black robe and huffed coldly.
Just as he was contemplating, suddenly a paper crane flew towards him. Daoist Taiyang’s expression sharpened, watching as the paper crane landed on his shoulder and stayed motionless. He took it down, unfolded it, and his face turned ugly.
His dear senior brother actually wanted to protect Marquis Chang’an and his son, pressing him with righteousness and causality.
Daoist Taiyang clenched his teeth, burned the paper crane, and snorted heavily.
Fine, a gentleman’s revenge is not too late even after ten years; let them struggle to survive a while longer. He won’t move against them personally.
He would strike at the Jing Family’s ancestral grave.
Since he was severed from having descendants, they shouldn’t think of having peace either.
Daoist Taiyang faintly remembered Mrs. Niu mentioning where the Jing family’s old home was located. He decided not to enter the city and set off immediately.
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Qin Liuxi, looking at the spirited newly-appointed scholar Jiang Wenliu, smiled and offered his congratulations.
"I heard about your arrival long ago, but I’ve been busy with entertaining and thanking my mentor, so I haven’t had the chance to visit."
Jiang Wenliu said with a smile, "It’s rare for you to come to the capital; you must stay a few more days to allow me to fulfil my duties as a host. In a few days, my teacher will also come to the capital."
Qin Liuxi raised an eyebrow, "What brings him to the capital?"
"The Yan family also has two members who passed the scholar examination, and he will need to consider their official appointments. This year, as I and my teacher traveled across Da Feng, his opinions will be more seasoned."
"And what about yourself? Where do you plan to go?"
Jiang Wenliu pushed a mahogany box forward, "I would like to ask the Junior Temple Master to show me the right path."
Qin Liuxi’s mouth twitched slightly, "Despite being from a prestigious family and ranking fourth in the exams, aren’t you afraid that indulging in strange forces and gods will only provoke idle gossip?"
"Buddhist Path and Daoism are one and the same; believing in the Dao is nothing to be ashamed of," Jiang Wenliu said generously. "Is there a problem in seeking guidance from those in the know?"
Qin Liuxi wanted to say don’t bother flattering me, as I won’t accept it, but casually flipped open the small box, revealing a box full of golden beads, nearly blinding her.
Oh well, she could wear the metaphorical tall hat after all, as it was given too generously.
"Tell me your birthdate."
Jiang Wenliu happily handed over a piece of paper he had prepared.
With a half-smiling, half-sneering glance at him, Qin Liuxi looked at the birth dates and calculated using her fingers. After a while, she said, "Your armor wealth is in the Yin, and the armor Yin is called long-lasting wealth, very auspicious. Furthermore, you have the spirit of wealth, an omen of distinction. Mr. Jiang, this birthdate is excellent. Once you make your fortune, as a believer, you must frequently worship our Grandmaster."
Jiang Wenliu smiled and replied, "Naturally, I make it a point to donate incense oil to your temple every year."
"Very good."
Teng Zhao stood beside Qin Liuxi, glanced at the birthdate, and thought to himself that this was indeed one way to fleece the believers, learning something new.
"Mr. Jiang’s birthdate is not bad, but you must be cautious about your major fortunes this year, because the presence of already determined fortunes can attract misfortune at any time." Qin Liuxi looked at him and said, "Three years from now, be cautious and consider wearing a Jade Talisman for protection. Your birth elements belong to fire, which overcomes metal, and wood nurtures fire. You might consider starting your official career in Sichuan, where the presence of mines and abundant forests will likely favor your fortunes, leading to significant achievements."
Jiang Wenliu looked surprised.
"How so?"
"Without meaning to hide anything, my grandfather analyzed it too. Although Sichuan conditions are tough, with determination, it’s easier to achieve political accomplishments," Jiang Wenliu said. "But my father prefers the central region."
Qin Liuxi said, "The central region is mostly fertile, and even if you achieve political accomplishments, the competition is fierce, and most officials there already form cliques. Of course, being a scion of a noble family like you might not suffer much, but it would slow you down greatly, and it’s uncertain when you might flourish."
Hearing this, Jiang Wenliu was even more impressed, and bowed, "I thought someone like the Junior Temple Master, dedicated to the Xuanmen Five Skills, would know the ways of the officialdom thoroughly, having your own insights."
Qin Liuxi crumpled the paper with his birthdate into ash, saying, "You flatter me too much. I merely overheard things. Some ghosts linger long in this world and naturally know more. Through gossip, this knowledge spreads."
Jiang Wenliu thought, she truly understands.
"In fact, my visit today is twofold; first, to seek your guidance out of confusion, and also, I have a medical case I’d like to discuss with you if you are interested?" Jiang Wenliu feigned an apologetic attitude, "I’m here through connections."
Oh, a recommendation of good people, something that would please her temple’s Grandmaster; she must accept!
Grandmaster: Could it be that you’re blinded by the golden beads they offered?