You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

Zhang Qian almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

Looking at Dong Rongjin in disbelief.

The latter now had the attitude of a profiteer, afraid that Zhang Qian would spit it out, so he quickly covered his mouth with his hands.

After Zhang Qian swallowed it, he was very proud: "Master, you have already drunk the tea, so you have agreed, right?"

Before Zhang Qian could react, he immediately stood up and knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Zhang Qian three times.

No!

Zhang Qian blinked blankly.

Then he became a little furious: "How can you force yourself to become my disciple? You, you..."

"And I don't want to take in any disciples!"

Dong Rongjin stood up with a playful smile: "It's okay, I'm already your apprentice anyway!"

Su Chen held back his laughter.

Wang Haitao was shocked by Dong Rongjin's action. Isn't he too shameless?

Then he suddenly realized something and turned his head to stare at Su Chen with burning eyes.

Su Chen restrained his smile and said, "If you dare to do this, I don't mind putting talismans all over your body and letting you run around Cuicheng naked."

Wang Haitao: “…”

"Hehe, Master Su, you misunderstood. I have Liu Xian, so how could I possibly become his disciple? Right?"

"It's best this way."

really!

A Heavenly Master is different from a Master.

The Taoist priests all have bad tempers.

This is true for Chang Yu and Su Chen as well.

Can't be bothered.

Zhang Qian finally came to his senses, his face full of helplessness: "I've lived for half a century, and this is the first time I've been tricked by someone else. Forget it, I'll just be his disciple."

He carefully examined Dong Rongjin's face and frowned, "You married again after your wife died, and then you split up again? You have three children..."

Dong Rongjin was surprised: "Three? But, but I only have two sons."

Su Chen replied lazily: "Did Yin Yin just give birth to a baby?"

Dong Rongjin was surprised: "Is it mine?"

Zhang Qian was puzzled: "Friend Su, can you tell from his face who the mother of his offspring is?"

Su Chen pointed to his eyes: "I saw it with my third eye opened."

When Dong Rongjin came to the stall yesterday, he saw three scenes. One was the scene of his first wife's death, one was when he saw people curled up on the ground and sleeping at the station, so he went to wholesale a truckload of quilts and distributed them to them, and the last one was when he visited his lover Yin Yin in the hospital after she gave birth, and gave the child a silver bracelet.

Zhang Qian was curious: "Can the Sky Eye see this?"

Su Chen was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that this world seemed to be unable to do so, and explained with a smile: "Well, with the help of special secret techniques."

"No wonder~"

Zhang Qian did not ask any further questions, but instead asked about Dong Rongjin's horoscope, calculated it for a long time, and then asked Wang Haitao for paper and pen to sort it out.

Finally, he said, "Your destiny is indeed quite suitable for studying Taoism, but you are still more suitable for Cuicheng. So, I will stay for two more days to teach you the basics. From now on, you can come to my place to study for a month every year."

Dong Rongjin nodded repeatedly: "No problem."

Wang Haitao felt a little jealous.

"Master Zhang, are you so casual about accepting disciples?"

Zhang Qian laughed. "He kowtowed three times while I wasn't paying attention. It must be God's will. Besides, he seems to learn faster than you."

Wang Haitao: “!!!”

"impossible!"

Su Chen looked at Wang Haitao, who was a little bit defensive, and raised his eyebrows: "Nothing is impossible. I have yellow paper and cinnabar here. Would you like to try it?"

Wang Haitao glanced at Dong Rongjin and said, "Let's give it a try!"

The commotion here had already attracted the attention of Aunt Li, Old Liao and the others, but Zhang Qian and the others were not very familiar with the place, so they did not come over.

But when he heard that he had to make hand gestures, Lao Liao ran over immediately.

Seeing a thick talisman collection spread out on the table, Lao Liao asked quietly, "Just copy it, right? That shouldn't be difficult, right?"

Aunt Li despised: "If it wasn't difficult, wouldn't everyone be able to become a master?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Rongjin crumpled up the yellow paper he had just written on and threw it away.

"Okay, one is wasted."

"I think Ajin will definitely lose."

"Can't you just hope for something better from him?"

"That's impossible. He has money."

Aunt Li was speechless. She rolled her eyes and stayed away from Old Liao.

Dong Rongjin wasted more than a dozen pieces of yellow paper.

He himself was not discouraged, but picked up the yellow paper and continued painting.

Wang Haitao on the other end was very patient.

Trace the talisman bit by bit.

But soon, the cinnabar broke. He was stunned for a moment, crumpled the yellow paper into a ball in frustration, and took another piece.

continue!

Seeing this, Su Chen shook his head slightly and continued to read the book.

This was a collection of magic techniques, and he was looking at the Zhuyou technique. Zhu, a woman who summoned spirits through dance, looked at Zhang Qian, who glanced at him and smiled, "Isn't it very similar to ancient sacrifices?"

"No, Master Zhang, do you know Hua Ling?"

Zhang Qian shook his head.

"Hua Ling was rescued during their previous mission. She has the anchor of the Cave God on her."

"The cave god?"

Before Zhang Qian understood, Su Chen asked, "Master Zhang, if the divine descent doesn't pass through the anchor point, it will cost a lot of energy, but if it passes through the anchor point, it will save a lot. How is this anchor point formed?"

Zhang Qian frowned for a long time, still not understanding: "Anchor point?"

"That's it..." Su Chen looked around, trying to find a metaphor. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, "Master Zhang, look at this street lamp."

"God descends like a street lamp, turning it on. He comes directly to this lamp and lights it up. This lamp is an anchor point. I mean, this lamp..."

As Su Chen was speaking, he was stunned, squinting his eyes and frowning.

Zhang Qian knew he was lost in thought, so he didn't bother him. Instead, he looked suspiciously at the streetlight, muttering, "God descends...anchor point..."

After a long time, he took a deep breath and looked at Su Chen.

He had known from the Ghost Dao how profound Su Chen's attainments in metaphysics were, but he didn't know... had he actually begun to explore the gods?

The competition between Wang Haitao and Dong Rongjin lasted from a little after ten o'clock to a little after three o'clock in the afternoon.

Old Liao and Aunt Li stood there for about twenty minutes, and seeing the pile of yellow paper around them, they went back silently.

Old Liao was still muttering in disdain: "Luckily I didn't learn to draw talismans. Cinnabar and yellow paper are free. You are so stupid. It's just a picture. I can't even draw it well. You are worse than my grandson."

After muttering for a while, Lao Liao looked at Su Chen and observed him carefully for a few seconds.

"Hey, is this... a daze?"

"What do you mean by dazed? That's called entering a state of meditation!" Kong Aichun came out with a small bag, poked Lao Liao in the mouth, walked to the stall, put down the small bag, turned around and saw A Biao coming out with a lot of bags.

"Hey, going to Aoi's place?"

Long-term banter is useful.

At least now A Biao's ears only blushed, and he nodded quickly: "Okay, help A Kui move some things in."

"Aki, will you come to your house for the New Year?"

"I really want to, but I don't know if she will agree."

"Hey, we're getting married soon, why don't you agree? Of course you'll agree. Besides, you're going to Shuitou Town so late, you definitely won't be back at night, right? Oh, our Ah Biao is going to have some meat!"

A Biao still couldn't help blushing like a monkey's butt, and left in a hurry, leaving Old Liao and Aunt Li happy.

Su Chen was awakened by a burst of laughter. He was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on Wang Haitao and Dong Rongjin, and quickly turned to the pile of waste paper beside him.

This is……

How long has it been?

He raised his hand and looked at his watch.

Three points and eight characters.

Zhang Qian, who was standing beside him, smiled when he saw him like this: "Friend Su, have you figured out how to set up the anchor point?"

"Well, I have an idea. It's similar to the principle of building a ghost path channel. Build a dedicated and convenient channel. For anchor point positioning, we can use a formation... The details still need to be tested..."

Zhang Qian shook his head: "I'm afraid this test, Fellow Daoist Su, will be very difficult. After all, Dao power and divine power are different..."

Su Chen frowned.

Can't it be achieved if it's different?

Not necessarily.