Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

I don’t know what method Taiyi Zhenren used, but in just over an hour, he found out who the traitor was: Xu Daguo!

No matter how Hu Zhenhua asked, the old Taoist priest insisted on his death.

"This is my Taoist supreme magical power, the Qi-gazing Technique. Even if I tell you, you won't understand!"

The truth is that the old Taoist saw Xu Daguo shaking his hand, and then combined with his observation of Xu Daguo's micro-expressions, he locked onto the target.

A microexpression is a very brief facial expression, typically lasting only 1/25 to 1/5 of a second.

Micro-expressions often occur unconsciously, reflecting a person's true emotions and psychological state. For example, when someone is nervous, they may unconsciously frown or twitch their lips. When someone is lying, they may briefly flicker their eyes or tense their facial muscles.

Micro-expressions are widely used, such as in police interrogation of prisoners, business negotiations, psychotherapy and other fields.

Taiyi Zhenren walks around the market all year round, and observing people's words and expressions is a basic skill for him.

After interrogating Xu Daguo, Lan Shian confirmed that he was the traitor. This guy fell into a beauty trap and even ignored his parents, wife and children for that woman.

According to Xu Daguo, he did not want to kill Lao Hu, but just wanted to delay for a while.

Once a man falls in love, his IQ will drop.

Once a conflict occurs with the villagers, Lao Hu will be wedged to death with just one hammer!

Xu Daguo cried bitterly, but he gave out an extremely important clue: the guy who contacted him was from Yangcheng, because he said a sentence from the Yangcheng newspaper that day. Coincidentally, Xu Daguo saw this newspaper from a businessman.

Hu Zhenhua immediately thought of Wang Yu.

Even if it wasn't him, it must have been related to the Secret Service.

After all, Guo Dachong is much easier to control than Hu Zhenhua.

After accomplishing his mission, Taiyi Zhenren perked up and wanted to eat meat, drink wine, and even specifically asked for seafood soup.

Hu Zhenhua looked at him with stars in his eyes.

"Master, our TA company has millions of employees. They are like lost lambs, desperately in need of a spiritual haven. Could you please give them some guidance?"

The old Taoist priest seemed not to understand Lao Hu's metaphor and agreed immediately.

"No problem. Guiding the world is the mission of monks like me!"

Old Hu was overjoyed.

The tricks used in the underworld are hard to guard against.

Although the old Taoist priest is crazy, he is a man of real ability. By keeping him by your side, you can avoid many arrows from the open and hidden directions in the future.

After eating and drinking his fill, Taiyi Zhenren shouted that he wanted to settle the accounts with the small landlords who betrayed him. Old Hu agreed without thinking much and sent someone to follow him.

More than an hour later, the person who went out came back and handed Lao Hu a note with a sad look on his face.

It read: "Longbeard, you've been wandering the Jianghu for years, yet you don't know how treacherous people are. I'm puzzled. How did you manage to gain a foothold in the Jianghu? It's a good thing you're ugly, otherwise you would have been kidnapped and become a rabbit!"

With your two tricks, you still want to recruit me as your master. Bah!

You don't even bother to find out who the Taoist priest's backer is. If I tell you, you'll be scared to death! Listen carefully, the Taoist priest's backer is the Taoist ancestor!

We met by chance, and we'll meet again if we're destined to!

Hu Zhenhua was so angry that his nose was almost crooked. Not only were the words he used to mock the old Taoist priest returned to him exactly as they were, but they were also increased in volume.

What is this? Treat others as they would have you do to them?

After Hu Zhenhua asked some questions, he became even angrier.

After Taiyi Zhenren found those small landlords, he first used the power of his opponent to bully them and hinted that if they did not donate money, he would shorten their lifespan by ten years.

Those small landlords were not really afraid of the curse, but they were confused about the relationship between the old Taoist and Hu Zhenhua.

Logically speaking, Hu Zhenhua should have given him a severe beating.

The fact is, the old Taoist became a guest of honor.

The small landlords were heartbroken and donated a small portion of their remaining property.

Then, the old Taoist priest began to criticize others indirectly. His original words were as follows:

"You blind bastards, you are so ignorant! No matter how much Changxu and I fight, we are both from the same lineage of Daozu! Who am I, and who is Changxu? You don't understand at all! In the Tushita Palace, I am the nephew of Daozu. Hu Zhenhua is just a little mouse with some luck. How dare he stand up to me? Don't look at his decent appearance. When he meets me, it's like a mouse meeting a cat!"

Hu Zhenhua let out a breath of foul air.

The guard next to him saw this and asked,

"Should we set up a dragnet? He can't get far!"

Hu Zhenhua waved his hand and didn't intend to pursue the matter any further.

"Forget it. Against this kind of person, force is useless. You have to hit him where he's weak."

Although the old Taoist priest is hateful, he is not guilty of any crime.

Hu Zhenhua thought for a moment and said,

"Go find some young Taoist priests for me. I want to recruit disciples on behalf of Master Taiyi!"

"Yes!"

After dismissing his attendants, Hu Zhenhua began to have a headache again. He might end up having to bear the rumor that he was a reincarnated rat for the rest of his life.

He tilted his head back, thinking rapidly in his mind.

There are thousands of online novels, and I don’t believe that I can’t find a high-quality image of a mouse!

After a long time, Hu Zhenhua's face was full of loss.

There are few good words when it comes to rats!

Short-sighted, like snakes and rats, shifty, scurrying like wolves and rats, as timid as a mouse!

As for novels in which mice become the protagonists, there are some, but Lao Hu has never read one!

He thought for a long time and finally came up with an image that suits him: the fortune rat!

The story goes like this: The Fortune Rat lives in the Tushita Palace. Over the years, it absorbs the spiritual energy of the elixir and cultivates a special ability: it can smell the treasures of the world!

One day, Taiyi Zhenren visited the Tushita Palace. This guy was very dishonest. Not only did he steal the nectar, he also peeked at the fairies bathing. After being discovered, he was beaten up by a group of people and sent down to the mortal world.

The Fortune Rat was originally sleeping on the jade steps of the Tushita Palace. When Taiyi Zhenren fell, he panicked and grabbed the Fortune Rat's tail in an attempt to save himself, but they both fell into the mortal world.

The Lucky Rat was reincarnated as Hu Zhenhua.

Taiyi Zhenren was reincarnated as an old Taoist priest.

Hu Zhenhua was very satisfied with this story. He asked the masters of the Literary Institute to polish it and build a complete mythological system to enrich the story!

"Ox Nose, let's wait and see!"

A few hours later, Lan Shian found a young Taoist priest, about fifteen or sixteen years old, named Zhang Cong.

The young Taoist priest's master just passed away.

Children from poor families have to grow up early. Zhang Cong has been gaining experience outside since he was young and is now able to stand on his own.

After dark, Zhang Cong ate a pancake and hid under a big banyan tree to meditate.

Suddenly, his nose moved and a strange fragrance wafted over, like the smell of roasted chicken legs.

Zhang Cong's stomach suddenly growled.

Zhang Cong wanted to open his eyes, but suddenly found that his eyelids were very heavy. He recited Taoist scriptures silently and opened his eyes with difficulty.

Zhang Cong's pupils contracted sharply as he saw a scene that he would never forget.

A Taoist priest covered in colorful rays of light slowly descended from the sky. He had an immortal look and a kind face.

"I am Taiyi Zhenren, Zhang Cong, are you willing to become my disciple?"

Zhang Cong's brain was no longer able to think, and he nodded subconsciously.

"Disciple is willing!"

Taiyi's voice is like Huangzhong Dalu,

"You will become my disciple and I will bestow upon you two magical treasures. One is the Taiyi Yellow Book, which I created by predicting the future hundred years and contains the mysteries of heaven. The other is the Taiyi Zhenhai Taoist Temple, located on Fubo Mountain. You may apply to become the temple's master and help the world!"

When Taiyi Zhenren waved his whisk, Zhang Cong felt an itch on his face and fainted on the ground the next moment.

After confirming that he was unconscious, Hu Zhenhua ordered his men to quickly put away the props, clean up the scene, stuffed an old booklet into his chest, and then quickly fled.

At nine o'clock the next day, Hu Zhenhua met Zhang Cong, who was a little confused, on Fubo Mountain.

No matter who it was, they would be puzzled by what happened last night.

Zhang Cong did not doubt that someone was plotting against him, but after thinking about it, he felt that he had nothing, so how could he be worth being plotted against?

Fubo Mountain is a huge construction site, with dozens of four-wheeled vehicles moving back and forth, transporting the excavated soil away.

No one was allowed to enter or leave the place, but no one stopped Zhang Cong.

A local rich man came forward and bowed slightly.

"Master, I've been waiting for you!"

Zhang Cong was a little confused and asked,

"you know me?"

"I don't know him, but an old immortal appeared in my dream and told me that the temple master would arrive soon and told me to serve him carefully! Don't be lazy just because he is young!"

A lie told a thousand times becomes the truth.

Zhang Cong straightened his chest.

"What is this Taoist temple?"

The local rich man quickly flattered and said,

"Master, I can hardly believe this myself, but the day before yesterday I had a dream. An old immortal, sympathetic to the people's hardship and lack of spiritual support, wanted to build a temple to help them. Coincidentally, the next day, I received a large order. This must be a reward from the old immortal. He wanted me to build a Taoist temple. What's more, the old immortal even gave me the design drawings. When I woke up, the drawings were like engraved in my mind!"

As he spoke, he took out a design drawing.

Zhang Cong recognized at a glance that the surrounding buildings were arranged according to the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. The main building was a tall tower, golden all over, named the Heaven and Earth Pagoda!

In Hu Zhenhua's novel, the Heaven and Earth Pagoda is the protective treasure of Taiqing Taishang Laojun. It is said to be formed from 20% of the merits of the creation of the universe. Because the Three Pure Ones are a division of Pangu's primordial spirit, they are innately close to Laojun. Once the pagoda is worshipped, it will descend with streams of mysterious and yellow energy. Standing beneath the pagoda can ward off evil spirits and be invulnerable to all attacks. Its defensive power is extremely formidable, unparalleled in the world.

The reason why this tower appeared in Taiyi Zhenhai Taoist Temple was because Taiyi Zhenren stole something from Tushita Palace.

Hu Zhenhua spared no effort in dealing with the black old Taoist priest!