Volume 1 Chapter 149: Who Are You (5)

  Chapter 149: Who Are You (5)

  At the end of the street in Yuhefang, there is a small shop that specializes in fortune-telling and Feng Shui. The owner's surname is Dugu, but not many people know his first name, so he is called Dugu Shen Suan or Mr. Dugu. It is said that this shop has been passed down for three generations, and under the management of Dugu Shen Suan, business is still booming. Especially since he was born with a rare and extraordinary appearance - white hair but a youthful face. As a result, his reputation spread far and wide, and people came to him non-stop to have their fortunes told or Feng Shui analyzed. He even took on several apprentices, specializing in teaching the mysteries of fate, with the I Ching as the main textbook.

  However, these days, Dugu Shenjie suddenly stopped going out. He claimed to be in seclusion for self-cultivation and handed over the shop to his senior apprentice to manage. No matter whether it was a high-ranking official or an old friend from the neighborhood, he refused to see anyone. As a result, business not only didn't decrease but actually increased. Every day, people with various reasons wanting to ask Dugu Shenjie for an audience lined up in long queues, and some even waited outside his door at night. This was indeed true: what one can't get is always the best.

  The big apprentice and his fellow apprentices were busy to the point of exhaustion. What were they busy with? They were busy persuading people to leave. Although they wanted to use this opportunity, while their master was away, to showcase their skills, this divination business wasn't like a medical clinic where you could diagnose an illness and prescribe medicine to cure it. The customers all came for the famous "Dugu Shen Suan" and his "Tian Yan", who would want an apprentice who hadn't even graduated yet to do the divination? So, unless they were just buying talismans or sacred papers, they had no choice but to persuade them to leave. But how easy was it to persuade people who came specifically seeking help to leave? When faced with unreasonable, obstinate, and vicious people, they were at a loss for what to do.

  At noon, Dugu's wife came to deliver food, and the big apprentice asked Master Mu on behalf of his fellow apprentices when Master would come out of his retreat.

  Dugu's wife said she didn't know, but seeing their worried faces, she agreed to go back and ask for them.

  Dugu's divination house was just behind the shop. A three-entry courtyard, with apprentices living in the front and Dugu and his two wives and several children living in the back. As for fortune-telling, he was really doing very well. Generally speaking, fortune tellers were often homeless and impoverished.

  The Dugu family's household is still relatively simple, although he has married two wives, one main and one secondary, both of whom are daughters of ordinary families, with very simple thoughts and domestic virtues, getting along quite harmoniously in daily life.

  Back in the backyard, the big wife asked the little wife, "Where is the master?"

  My little wife held a tray of food in her hands, looking worried, saying she had just gone to deliver the meal, but the old master wouldn't let her enter the house.

  The more his wife listened, the more confused she became. What was going on? She couldn't say that others didn't know, but after many years of marriage, she knew clearly in her heart what was true and what was false. The so-called "heavenly eyes" and "divine powers" were all fake. The only thing passed down from their ancestors was the skill of reading people's faces and saying the right words. Perhaps fortune-telling by wind and water could be more reliable. For example, the land of the Dugu family was a place with excellent feng shui, so they had three generations of prosperous business and a stable family. But when her husband said he was going to retreat and cultivate his spirit, she didn't believe it no matter what.

  At once, she pulled her little wife and went towards her husband's room.

  Why didn't Dugu Shenqi open the door? It's time for dinner, and he is a person who gets anxious when he doesn't eat one meal.

  Because there are guests.

  Uninvited guest.

  With a thud, Dugu knelt down on the ground, his face covered in tears. "I've already told that miss everything according to your instructions, not missing a single word. Judging from her expression, she probably believed me eight or nine out of ten times. Besides, I, Dugu, have some reputation in this area, so even if she asks others and finds out about me later, it won't ruin the show."

  "Who said it was a joke?" The rough voice sounded like gravel being rolled, the thin man with a white cloth covering his face glared, "If you dare to say one word out loud, your head will be gone. You should know that I can enter your room openly in broad daylight and take your life away quietly at night."

  A cold hum, coming from behind the slender man, that tall and large masked man.

  Du Gu was so frightened that he trembled with fear, hastily knocking his head and saying, "Yes, yes, I was wrong, it's not a play, it's really the young lady's fate, I saw it very clearly."

  "That's natural. You claim to have opened your heavenly eyes, able to see the present and future, and when you meet someone with a predestined relationship, it's only polite to say a few words of advice as a gift. Why be overly modest? From now on, if you see that young lady again, it will be the end of your past life's karma, no need to say more, just remain silent. Heaven has always been fair, the benefits of opening your heavenly eyes will come with a price. You've been eating incense rice for so many years, shouldn't you understand what I mean?"

  "I understand, I understand." The head nodded, "I won't say another word, or else let the heavens take my life."

  "Heaven won't take him, so I will." The voice turned icy cold.

  "Yes, yes, I'm doing it for the sake of my family. From now on, this matter will be buried in my belly and taken to my coffin." Dugu Shen thought to himself, what bad luck he had encountered, unexpectedly bringing two jinxes upon himself.

  "Very well, but it's better to forget completely, lest the gentleman accidentally drinks and blurts out the truth. The thin man seemed uncertain, stroking his chin, "Should I give the antidote or just kill him? To be honest, only dead men keep promises."

  Du Gu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, knocking his head repeatedly, "I swear on my family's ancestral foundation, from now on I will never drink again, please spare my life."

  "Sir, I'm just joking. I think you're a trustworthy person, and so am I. As we agreed that day, as long as you help me with this matter, your life will be safe. Why don't you trust me?" The thin man let out a low, hoarse laugh and pulled out a small box from his sleeve, "The antidote is here, just swallow it in one gulp, remember not to chew, and wash it down with green tea."

  Du Gu knelt forward a few steps, carefully took it with both hands, and thanked him repeatedly. Opening the box, he saw an emerald green pill, the color was so bright that it was dazzling, and he had some doubts. Afraid that someone would take it back, he closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and swallowed it, washing it down with tea. The effect of the medicine was really fast, and in a short while, the numbness and pain were all gone. Finally, he let out a sigh of relief.

  "How's that? I'm not cheating you, am I?" said the thin man with a smile.

  "A hero's word is as good as a promise, indeed he keeps his word." Alas, what's going on here? He was forced to swallow poison by them, now that it's been resolved, he's still thanking and apologizing, not daring to offend them in the slightest.

  "But there's one thing I'm not joking about. If you expose this, your life won't be guaranteed." The thin man patted the corner of the table and gave Gao Han a look.

  Gao Han patted it gently with his hand, and the corner of the pear wood table was as fragile as tofu, breaking off with just one pat.

  Du Gu is not the first time to witness that man's astonishing strength, and he agreed so quickly before because he was scared. Moreover, the other party also fed him poison, causing his whole body to be numb and sore everywhere, and he still cares about what shop and whose life, hiding at home every day, counting days with his fingers. It is said that the poison will break out in a month, and he has been nervous until now.

  "Old man, open the door, how can you not eat?" said the wife outside.

  "Mr. Dugu has two virtuous wives." The thin man smiled softly, "I hope you cherish your life and take care of yourself. Since this incident occurred, I suppose Mr. Dugu has the intention to leave his hometown. However, if you leave, aren't you telling others that you're guilty? So, it's better not to leave. My words count, as long as you keep your promise, I won't come looking for trouble again."

  Dugu busy bowing and responding in succession.

  "Old master, if you don't open the door, I'll break in!" The big wife couldn't hear any movement inside and suddenly remembered her husband's worried expression recently, feeling that something was wrong. She immediately ordered the servants to break down the door.

  Du Gu was afraid of implicating his family, shouting "Don't come in!" but it was too late. He saw the two doors being pushed open with force, and his wife and concubine stepped across the threshold, one after the other.

  "Old master, you're neglecting your tea and meals, what's the reason behind this?" Could it be that you've contracted some serious illness?

  Du Guo looked back and saw that the two people had already left, leaving no trace behind. All he could see was the window lattice gently touching the wooden frame.

  "It's all right, it's all right." Du Guan comforted his wife, also comforting himself.

  "Huh? Sir, why is this table missing a corner?" The young wife was sharp-eyed.

  "Ah, I accidentally knocked it over." Fortunately, his life was spared, and Du Gu replied indifferently.

  "Old master, how did you manage to turn everything into sawdust?" The little wife crouched down, pinched something in her palm and spread it out in front of Du Gu, "Look."

  With a glance, it's really unbearable. The high Han's palm just now was still a wooden block, how did it become sawdust? Thinking again, those two are not pretending to be powerful, they must be able to kill people in the blink of an eye. His whole body trembled involuntarily, thinking that he couldn't stay here any longer. But then he thought of the thin man's words and let out a long sigh, wanting to leave but unable to do so.

  The two men in white turbans jumped out of the window and leaped over the wall, landing lightly in a small alley behind Dugu's residence.

  With a tug, the cloth on his face was pulled away, and the slender man spoke up, "Zan Jin, your kung fu is not bad." Compared to when Xiao Yi wore it, it was more stable and faster.

  Tall and majestic, he removed his veil, and smiled slyly.

  It's clear now, this thin man is not Mozi, who else could he be?

  That day, she and Xan went to the Lin Mansion again. When Xiao Ma mentioned this Mr. Dugu who could see through heaven, she came up with a plan. The ancients almost all believed in the sayings of ghosts and gods about fate, and Qiu San Niang was no exception. So, they inquired about this Mr. Dugu and found out that he was actually a famous white-haired and youthful god who could calculate the will of heaven. This made her plan even more likely to succeed. She found an opportunity to sneak into Mr. Dugu's house, where Xan pointed at his acupuncture points, fed him his father's specially-made numbness-inducing pills, and intimidated him for a while, telling him to hide nearby on the day Qiu San Niang went to the Lin Mansion, then pretend to coincidentally bump into her. She also taught Mr. Dugu what to say, including how to dress up as someone with a bit of an otherworldly air and a bit of a crazy demeanor.

  Qiu San Niang once said that she would not move when faced with a situation, her fists clenched in her sleeves. But Qiu San Niang was wrong. She and Qiu San Niang did things differently, preferring to keep a low profile, liking to secretly prepare while openly pretending to do nothing, liking to make a move when others thought it impossible, and then striking with precision.

  Qiu San Niang suspected that the fortune teller was the one she had found, but what could be done about it? Just as Zhang helped Qiu San Niang change her dowry, Zhang suspected that Qiu San Niang was playing tricks on her, but there was no evidence to prove it. The fortune teller was not fake, he was real. He opened the heavenly eye and made divine calculations, which everyone knew about. She had sealed Du Gu's mouth shut, Qiu San Niang might not believe Du Gu's words, but she couldn't catch her in a mistake. So, as time went by, it could only be settled.

  A dog that barks doesn't bite, a dog that bites doesn't bark.

  To declare in advance, she is not that kind of person.

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