Lu Bu: My wife comes from two thousand years later

"Two hexagrams a day, only for those who are destined to be saved!"

Cao Cao read a white banner hanging beside the young man in white and sneered disdainfully, "He's just a fortune teller, playing tricks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man squeezed in beside him said angrily, "Who are you saying is playing tricks? If you don't know, then don't blaspheme the immortals casually."

"Oh, immortal?"

Cao Cao looked at the man with amusement, "Since he is an immortal, ask him to turn a gold cake into something for you and see if he can do it."

The man said disdainfully, "How could an immortal be defiled by such vulgar things? You don't know, this immortal just read two fortunes for Qin Liu these past two days and he completely subdued him. Qin Liu has sworn never to do evil again."

"Really?" Cao Cao's expression became serious.

Cao Cao had heard of the name Qin Liu. His original name was Qin Yi, and his courtesy name was Yilu. His ancestors had high-ranking officials with the rank of 2,000 stones. Although his family has declined now, his uncle is the left supervisor of the Supreme Court and has quite some power. Qin Liu is handsome but does not work properly. He has gathered a group of idle people to collect protection fees on the streets of Luoyang. Because he has never killed anyone, Qin Liu is used to currying favor with people. In addition, he has an uncle who is an official, so no one has ever bothered to control him. He can be said to be a bully on the streets of Luoyang, but he didn't expect to be dealt with by this scholar?

Seeing that Cao Cao was interested, the man began to chatter about the legendary stories of the immortal and Qin Liu.

"The other day, this immortal came to the street to tell fortunes. Qin Liu brought his men to collect protection money. The immortal said he had been traveling for half a year and had run out of money, so he had no choice but to come out to tell fortunes and asked for a day's grace. Who is Qin Liu? When did he ever allow anyone to give him a day's grace? Without a word, he wanted to destroy the stall."

"The immortal said he would tell Qin Liu's fortune as compensation for his expenses. Qin Liu saw that the immortal was young and didn't look like a fortune teller at all, so he naturally didn't believe him. The immortal then made a bet with him, saying that around noon today, Qin Liu would suffer a bloody disaster. If his prediction was wrong, he could smash his stall. If it was right, he would waive his fees for today. Qin Liu saw that he was so sure, so he left one person to watch over the immortal while he took his people elsewhere. Unexpectedly, around noon, Qin Liu really suffered a bloody disaster."

"Qin Liu said he was about to go into a restaurant to eat, but a tile suddenly fell from above and hit him on the head. The wound was this big."

The man gestured, "Blood streamed down his face, and he was nearly killed. Qin Liu finally believed the immortal's words and asked him to take another look. The immortal said there would be another fire disaster tomorrow. Qin Liu asked for a solution, but the immortal said that Qin Liu usually bullied the good and committed evil, and this disaster would be difficult to overcome. But if he could save a life, he might be able to survive."

Qin Liu begged the immortal in every possible way, but he still shook his head. Qin Liu had no choice but to leave a coin and go home.

"The next afternoon, Qin Liu came running in again, looking terrified. He said he had put out all the fires in the house the day before, even leaving the fire-making supplies outside. Unexpectedly, around noon, a servant told him that a pile of hay drying outside the woodshed had spontaneously combusted. Qin Liu didn't believe it at first, but when he went to the woodshed to take a look, he saw another pile of hay nearby, also spontaneously combusting. The flames were blue-green, like will-o'-the-wisp."

"When we saw Qin Liu was still alive, we asked him if he had saved anyone's life yesterday. Qin Liu shook his head blankly and said he hadn't saved anyone's life."

Cao Cao interjected, "Did the immortal miscalculate?"

The man continued, "No, it's not true. Qin Liu did save a life yesterday."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

The man continued, "Yesterday, the immortal only used the coin Qin Liu left for himself to buy one day's worth of food. The rest was given to a woman seeking divination to buy medicine. The woman initially refused the immortal's money, but the immortal said that the medicine could save two lives, so she reluctantly accepted. Strangely enough, the woman's mother-in-law had been ill for a long time, and after taking the medicine bought with the immortal's money, she recovered that night. The money was given by Qin Liu, which is equivalent to Qin Liu saving a life."

The more Cao Cao listened, the more curious he became. "Could such a wonderful thing really exist in the world?"

The man said, "At first, we didn't believe it, but the immortal has read fortunes for four people these past two days, and every word is so accurate that we can't help but believe it. Qin Liu has now decided to turn over a new leaf and join the army. Moreover, the immortal only reads two fortunes a day and only saves those who are destined to be saved. He won't look at others no matter how much money he offers, which shows that he's not here to cheat people out of their money."

Cao Cao and Bao Xin were surprised when they heard this, and then they looked at the immortal carefully. He had fair and handsome skin, as gentle as jade, with a cinnabar dot between his eyebrows, and a pair of eyes that were distinct black and white, clear and bright. He was waving a feather fan slowly in his hand. His slightly thin figure seemed to be integrated with the world, and it seemed that he would fly away with the wind at any time.

Cao Cao was already about 70% convinced. He pushed his way through the crowd, stepped forward, and said with a bow, "Sir, are you satisfied with the two hexagrams today?"

Zhang Mo, the charlatan pretending to be a sorcerer, didn't even blink an eyelid. Her gentle voice said softly, "Two hexagrams are full."

Cao Cao felt a little regretful and asked again, "Since both hexagrams are full, why don't you close the stall?"

"There is still one thing that is not done, so I am waiting here."

"I wonder what you are waiting for, sir? I may be of some assistance."

Zhang Mo raised her eyelids to glance at Cao Cao and Bao Xin, then looked at Yuan Shao not far away. "I do need the services of the three generals. May I have a moment to speak?"

As she spoke, she slowly stood up, put her hands behind her back, and walked towards a teahouse nearby.

Looking at her figure with fluttering clothes, like an immortal, Cao Cao came back to his senses from his surprise, hurried over to pull Yuan Shao, and the three of them walked towards the teahouse.

In a private room on the second floor of the teahouse, Yuan Shao was initially somewhat dissatisfied with Cao Cao for forcibly dragging him here. However, upon seeing Zhang Mo's face, which resembled a banished immortal, his resentment dissipated. He was the first to ask, "Who is this young master's disciple? Is he from Luoyang?"

Zhang Mo sat down at a table and poured herself a cup of tea while speaking simply, "My surname is Zhang. I have been cultivating with my master in the mountains since I was young. We have no sect or school, only the three of us, master and disciple. As for the rest, my master has given his orders, so I can't tell anyone else!"

Zhang Mo's behavior of drinking by herself without caring about others was extremely rude at the time. However, because of her beautiful appearance and extraordinary temperament, Cao Cao and the other two felt that this was what a hermit should be like. When they heard her talk about the mysterious master, they became more interested in her.

Cao Cao then sat down at a table across from her and asked, "What would you like me to do for you, sir?"

Zhang Mo shook her head. "It's not to help me, but to help you and others, to help the Emperor of Han, and to help the people of Luoyang and its surrounding areas."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Cao Cao asked with interest.

Zhang Mo put down the tea he had just taken a sip of and gazed towards the Imperial Palace, his handsome brows furrowed slightly. "Yesterday, I observed the stars and discovered a glimmer of light, a confusing and disorienting presence, over the Imperial Capital. Mars is in the Heart. Needless to say, you three know this is a very ominous sign."

She turned her gaze to Yuan Shao again, "After seeing your expression today, I realized that this omen is related to you."