Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

But at this time Wei Wu suddenly spoke.

"It's okay, it's just a vegetarian meal. Shopkeeper, go prepare a vegetarian dish for him and put it on my bill."

Seeing Wei Wu speak, the shop owner no longer thought about driving people away. As long as he could make money, that was all that mattered.

However, just as he turned around to prepare the meal, the black-robed monk said:

"I don't abstain from meat, so the shop doesn't need to worry about whether it's vegetarian or not. It's fine to arrange some wine and meat! I love to eat chicken legs."

Hearing what the black-robed monk said, the shopkeeper looked at him with disdain.

"Not only is he shamelessly eating for free, but he's also a drunkard..."

After shaking his head and complaining, the shop owner didn't bother about it anymore and immediately went into the kitchen.

After he left, the black-robed monk sat down at Wei Wu's table without any courtesy.

He made such an impolite and even offensive move, yet he looked so natural.

There was no trace of embarrassment in his expression or eyes.

Based on his calmness and composure, Wei Wu was certain that he was Yao Guangxiao.

But after recognizing the person, Wei Wu became even more confused.

Wasn't this guy supposed to be trying to seduce Zhu Di? Why did he end up in front of me?

I'm just an earl, not a prince. Can you give me a white hat?

Just when Wei Wu was confused, the black-robed monk spoke.

"Your Excellency has a mysterious face, and there is a spiritual light flashing in his head. His origin and future achievements are quite extraordinary!"

"Oh, I didn't expect that a monk like you who only cares about food and wine, could actually read faces and tell fortunes. Do you know how to tell fortunes?"

Hearing what the black-robed monk said, Wei Wu smiled slightly and then responded casually.

Seeing Wei Wu laugh, the black-robed monk also laughed.

"I am proficient in the art of observing qi and face, but I only have a basic understanding of the art of divination."

"You said you were proficient in the art of reading qi and face, but I think you are more than that!"

Hearing this, the black-robed monk's eyebrows twitched slightly. He was about to continue speaking when Wei Wu spoke first.

"Since you know the art of calculation, then try to calculate whether you will be hurt later."

As he spoke, Wei Wu turned his wrist and the M1911 instantly appeared in his palm.

Then Wei Wu raised his gun and pointed it at a wine jar not far away without saying a word.

boom!

A crisp gunshot echoed, and the bullet flew out and shattered the wine jar in an instant.

The slightly turbid wine spilled out of the jar, and the smell of alcohol instantly filled the hall.

Hearing the noise coming from the hall, the innkeeper quickly ran out from the kitchen.

However, before he could open his mouth to speak, Zhang Hai, who was standing next to Wei Wu, took out a silver ingot and threw it over.

"Go back and prepare the food and drinks. Don't come out until I call you!"

After hearing what Zhang Hai said, the shopkeeper picked up the silver at his feet and went back to the kitchen without saying a word.

At this time, Wei Wu turned his arm again and pointed the muzzle of the gun directly at the center of the black-robed monk's eyebrows.

"Calculate it! Even if you will get hurt next."

The black-robed monk glanced at the broken wine jar, then turned around and looked at the muzzle of the gun with a serious look.

After a long silence, he slowly spoke:

"I have only a basic understanding of the art of divination, and I can heal others but not myself. It is difficult for me to calculate for others, sir. It is difficult for me to calculate for myself."

"is it?"

He said this with a smile, and then Wei Wu put the pistol directly on the table.

Then he stared at the black-robed monk and continued:

"Well, since you just said that my background and future achievements are extraordinary, tell me how extraordinary they are! I will definitely give you the reward."

To be honest, the black-robed monk was full of doubts at this time.

Based on his understanding of Wei Wu, Wei Wu was not the kind of person with such a moody personality.

Even if my behavior just now was a bit rude, he shouldn't be so hostile to me.

And he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Wei Wu seemed to pay special attention to him.

It's not the kind of respect that comes from loving talent, but the kind of respect that comes with some caution.

While pondering in his mind, the black-robed monk did not forget to answer Wei Wu's questions.

"Your origins are too mysterious, like they are shrouded in mist. I can only blame my limited abilities for not being able to see clearly."

"But your future status will be so high that you can be said to be second only to one person and above ten thousand people, or even ten million people."

As soon as the black-robed monk finished speaking, he saw that Wei Wu's eyes had changed as he stared at him.

He might have been somewhat relaxed just now, but now he exuded an invisible fierceness.

Just when he was wondering why this was happening, Wei Wu spoke.

"Actually, I know a little bit about numerology, so why don't I calculate it for you, monk?"

Without waiting for the black-robed monk to respond, Wei Wu spoke on his own:

"As I said just now, you not only understand the art of physiognomy, but you also practice Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, and have absorbed the strengths of all three schools."

"You come from a family of doctors and then delve into the theory of yin and yang. You understand everything from the various schools of thought to the various religions and sects."

"He became a monk but didn't believe in Buddhism, he understood strategy and military affairs but didn't enter the government, he didn't seek fame or money, it's really strange!"

When Wei Wu spoke, the black-robed monk's expression became more solemn with every word he uttered.

Until General Wei Wu finished speaking, the black-robed monk looked at him with shock as if he had seen a ghost.

He had never believed in ghosts and gods, but at this moment he was actually a little shaken.

After the chaotic times, almost no one in the world knew his origins, but now Wei Wu told them all as if they were his own treasures.

His originally calm state of mind was immediately broken by these few words.

However, despite his shock, Wei Wu didn't even look at him.

He just pretended to pinch his fingers, and then tapped his knuckles a few times.

Later, he seemed to have figured something out, and a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face.

"I see. You are knowledgeable and well-versed in various disciplines, but at the same time, you are arrogant and disdain to show anything to the world."

"Because you think they don't deserve it, you just want a chance to see if all you've learned in your life is useful."

"But now that the world is at peace, there are no suitable conditions for you to display your abilities, because your greatest skill is the Dragon Slaying Technique!"

Having said that, Wei Wu looked at the black-robed monk with a playful expression and said in a frivolous tone:

"I'm right, right? Monk Daoyan Yao Guangxiao, or should I call you Yao Tianxi?"

Yao Guangxiao, who was already horrified, was shocked when he heard Wei Wu calling out his real name.

There was immediately a storm in my heart, and my body began to tremble uncontrollably.

At this moment, Yao Guangxiao could be said to have used up all his life's energy-cultivating skills to barely suppress the surging emotions in his heart.

After Wei Wu was silent for a long time, he finally asked in a deep voice:

"Uncle Changle, could you please tell me who you are and why you know so much about me?"