Chapter 134: Wild Dragon

Han Dafu came to the 'Small Merit Room' to resolve his confusion and find a way to survive.

Now, instead, he was countered by the fortune teller's unbelievable question, which made his anger even more intense.

He didn't notice the change in Liu Zaisheng's expression at all, thinking that this grandson was simply shirking responsibility and playing the fool for him.

So he grabbed his collar, leaned his big square face over, and roared while spraying saliva:

"Of course I am one of the three brothers who came to you for divination a few days ago!

Why would I lie to you about this!

On the contrary, you, last time you said that as long as we 'thought of change', we would have a smooth path; were you just farting?

How did it become like this now?"

He was young and strong, had practiced martial arts since childhood, and although he hadn't entered the Dao, he was only a fraction away; compared to ordinary people, he could completely take on ten.

Compared to Liu Zaisheng, who looked like a dry chicken, he was truly full of deterrence.

But unexpectedly, Liu Zaisheng just gently flicked Han Dafu's wrist with his hand, and Han Dafu's whole body went numb, and he sat on the ground.

"We fortune tellers hate guests like you the most, who are respectful and polite when they hear good words.

But when they hear bad words, they can't listen to a single one, and turn against the fortune teller as soon as they speak."

Liu Zaisheng snorted coldly while straightening his robe.

Then he shamelessly muttered that Han Dafu was shameless and lacked virtue and fortune;

while squatting down to rummage through Han Dafu's sleeves and waist bag.

He found a few small silver ingots and curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

He reached back and pulled off a small jade Buddha hanging around his neck, and only then did Liu Zaisheng stop.

"These will count as the divination fee for this time.

Listen carefully; a smooth fate doesn't mean you will be smooth for a lifetime and not encounter unexpected disasters.

Back then, the fate chart of Chu Bawang, who was 'unrivaled in the world', wasn't it also cut off by the Red Snake Disaster?

Not to mention your shallow fate and thin fortune; even if you were smooth to the end, this life would only be the 'White-Red Fate' of a 'Wen County'.

Being dropped from the sky, hey, why am I telling you all this."

Liu Zaisheng felt heartache as he took out a cyan talisman from his bosom while sucking his teeth.

He bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of fresh blood on the back of the talisman paper.

With a 'pa' sound, he stuck it on his forehead.

Then, as if riding a horse, he straddled the tea table for fortune telling. Finally, he said:

"Since I took your money, I will give you a result.

Boy, according to the divination just now, your fate is offended by Tai Sui.

This originally wouldn't be anything; spending some money could break it.

But unfortunately, the Tai Sui in the sky is easy to block, but the Tai Sui on the ground is hard to handle!

It is simply equivalent to a living Yama.

So if you want to be comfortable, just knock your head on the wall now and reincarnate.

Otherwise, tsk tsk tsk, it will be bitter."

As these words fell, Liu Zaisheng, who felt as if he had been fixed, felt a jolt and felt that he could move again.

Just as he wanted to open his mouth to say something, someone pushed open the door and walked in.

He looked at Liu Zaisheng carefully,

"Master Wuchang, right? You are undoubtedly Liu Wuchang of the Siyang Commandery Merit Hall.

How did you become your own disciple, Liu Zaisheng?

Truly interesting."

The former Liu Wuchang, now Liu Zaisheng, smiled dryly upon hearing this and argued sophistically:

"Since you, Noble Young Master, can become Caiyang Longhu, I can naturally change a bit too.

Last time I divined for you, I got the eight characters 'Dragons fight in the wild, their blood is black and yellow'.

I originally thought that in the 'Age of Great Contention', the heavenly secrets were reversed, dragons and snakes were intermingled, and it was difficult to distinguish true from false.

I didn't expect to actually meet a 'Wild Dragon in the World'; truly disrespectful, disrespectful.

Goodbye, goodbye."

After speaking, the tea table under Liu Wuchang's butt turned into a wooden horse, leaped forward vividly, flew into the wall with the person and the horse, and disappeared without a trace.

Watching this scene with his own eyes, Zhang Gui remained motionless.

Zhihai Town is equivalent to a part of his earthly 'Divine Kingdom', and after being promoted to a Class Bing cultivator, his divine authority is even more vast.

In fact, he could indeed clearly sense every word and action of Liu Wuchang and Han Dafu in the 'Small Merit Room' initially.

But ever since he stuck the cyan talisman on his forehead, except for what could be seen with the naked eye, Liu Wuchang had completely disappeared from Zhang Gui's divine authority network.

And the move of riding a wooden horse to escape into the void at the end was even more magical.

It is best not to provoke such a person.

So even though he had many doubts about Liu Wuchang, Zhang Gui still did not act rashly.

He just guessed blindly in his heart,

"Liu Wuchang is an old rascal in the Merit Hall.

And the Merit Hall is a semi-official institution affiliated with the 'Imperial Observatory'.

Then is Liu Wuchang a secret agent of the Ming Song Imperial Observatory;

or a master of the red dust playing in the world;

or an eye sent by the Imperial Observatory to the local area? It is truly hard to fathom."

At the same time, he looked down at Han Dafu, who was dumbfounded on the ground, and asked:

"Hundred-man Commander Han, tell me, how did you meet this Liu Wuchang?"

Han Dafu came to his senses, immediately threw himself at Zhang Gui's feet, and shivered uncontrollably.

Unless soldiers are born brave and fearless, or have been through many battles and are already accustomed to death.

Otherwise, when facing a strong person they absolutely cannot contend with, their courage is not necessarily stronger than that of ordinary people.

Especially since Han Dafu was facing his former master, he was at an absolute psychological disadvantage.

He shivered for a long time, and after finally calming down a bit, he clearly realized that the 'righteous brothers' who died were indeed deprived of their lives by Zhang Gui using unfathomable means.

And as things go to the extreme, they reverse; the most terrifying guess in his heart became reality, and Han Dafu was no longer afraid.

"Longhu, please listen, that was the three days when Prince Zhen's 'temporary residence' moved to Xianrong Island.

My cousin Zhou Shengge must have had a different heart, and led me and my older brother Han Futai to this 'Small Merit Room'..."

He detailed the process of his first meeting with Liu Wuchang, and he kowtowed to the ground.

Blood burst from his forehead,

"I was ghost-possessed and betrayed the General; I deserve to die ten thousand times.

But my older brother and mother, as well as my older sister, sister-in-law, nephew, niece..."

"That's enough, that's enough; if you keep talking, I'm afraid even the cats and dogs in your house will have to be pointed out."

Zhang Gui said, "You have committed a great mistake and naturally must be punished, but I will not do things like exterminating your clan or implicating your neighbors.

So you don't have to worry."

"With these words from you, this sinner can die without regrets!"

Han Dafu was moved to tears of gratitude upon hearing this, kowtowed a few more heavy times to Zhang Gui, and then stiffened his neck and headed toward the stone wall.

It looked like his brains were about to burst.

Zhang Gui kicked Han Dafu to the ground, "Your life or death is a separate matter.

But I admire your older brother Han Futai very much, and I don't want him to have any grudges..."

"Longhu, rest assured, even if I die, my older brother will definitely not blame you.

If it weren't for our old mother still being alive, he would have stabbed me to death first."

"His loyalty and filial piety are even more rare, which is worth me making an exception to spare you once.

But you cannot be a hundred-man commander anymore; start over as a small soldier."

Han Dafu was stunned, knowing he could live, and was in a daze for a while.

He said word by word with a hoarse voice: "I, will, repay, Longhu's, grace, of, forgiveness, with, my, death."

Zhang Gui didn't respond as if he hadn't heard, stepped out of the 'Small Merit Room', and disappeared into the night.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 135 =====