"Xiao Zhao, you won't understand the matter of fortune-telling..."

A middle-aged man in the filming team frowned: "Dreams are too empty during the day and not fortune telling at night. Are you doing this for the sake of the longing?"

Even if his mentality changes and he thinks that Zhang Daoran has the ability to know the truth, some people still have some taboos about fortune telling. Some people even firmly believe that fortune telling at night will cause trouble. This so-called Yin people are ghosts. If fortune telling at night, they will be messed with by these ghosts. If they are not sure, they will mislead people.

Therefore, some fortune tellers do not tell fortunes at night, and no one chooses to tell fortunes at night.

"Old Liao, forget it, Xiao Zhao doesn't understand these rules..."

Li Gang was so clear in his heart that Lao Liao obviously didn't want to tell fortunes. Zhao Liang wanted to tell fortunes, so he pulled them up. Lao Liao was angry.

"I..." Zhao Liang didn't know that Lao Liao was angry and fortune telling was pulled by Lao Liao. He thought he wanted Zhang Daoran to tell fortunes. They were afraid that they would offend Zhang Daoran. Just as they were about to argue, Li Gang patted Zhao Liang on the shoulder and shook his head.

"Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow afternoon if you want to tell fortunes."

Shaking his head, Li Gang took the lead in returning to the room.

Lao Liao glanced at Li Gang's back and knew that Li Gang had guessed his thoughts, otherwise he would not have used the sentence of wanting to tell fortunes. He shook his head and left.

In a blink of an eye, Zhao Liang was the only one left in front of Zhang Daoran's door.

"What's wrong with this?" Zhao Liang was a little confused. A fresh graduate student who had just graduated was somewhat lacking in the experience of human nature.

"You want to tell fortunes, but others don't want to."

Zhang Daoran walked out and looked at Zhao Liang with a confused face and felt a little disappointed. If these people were all divination, they would be able to make more money. The current situation shows that the three women taking a bath were not counted, and four of the five men did not believe in fortune telling.

"The Taoist priest has the ability to predict the future, so he must be very accurate in fortune telling. Why are they unwilling to do so?"

There are many fortune tellers who set up stalls on the street and throw money away. Now, when you meet someone who has real skills, why don’t you count as a fortune teller?

"A person's destiny has its own fixed number, and only luck can be changed. Fortune-telling is just to let people who want to know their destiny know their life trajectory in advance, but it actually has no meaning."

"So..." Zhang Daoran smiled indifferently: "You don't need to be obsessed with fortune telling. You must have it sometimes in your destiny, and don't force it if you don't have it."

What is destiny?

Zhang Daoran didn't know that it seemed that there was really a kind of power in the dark that had already frozen a person's life. Zhang Daoran had saved a human life, but in fact it was also a fixed number in the appointment of being saved.

However, although good or bad fate cannot be completely changed, it is not impossible. To change a person's destiny requires luck. If the fortune is strong, the person's life will be smooth, even if it is not the result of everything he wishes, it will be almost done.

Therefore, to change your destiny, you must first change your luck. Just like when Li Dazhuang and Zhang Daoran met Li Dazhuang for the first time, it was very ordinary. When they met for the second time, the pillar of luck above their heads soared into the sky. It was obvious that their luck was good, and their life trajectory was deviated from before.

Therefore, to the beginning, Zhang Daoran believed that human life fortune had long been frozen, but it was not static.

"Where is luck so easy to obtain?" Zhang Daoran sighed in his heart: "Li Dazhuang's luck is because of saving people, and indirectly because of Li Dazhuang, I saved Fang Sheng."

"Go back..." Zhang Daoran saw through Zhao Liang's fate at a glance, and said with a pause: "Don't do good deeds with small things, and don't do evil deeds. Do more good deeds and your life will be smooth..."

"Do you do good deeds and accumulate virtue?"

Looking at Zhang Daoran's back, Zhao Liang's heart was ups and downs. Zhang Daoran seemed to have entered a certain realm, far from being deliberately guessed by people like him. As a person who is good at divination, Zhao Liang used to try his best to let you tell fortunes and use everything to make you believe what he said.

Zhang Daoran is different. He said that fortune telling is meaningless and advised himself to do more good deeds...

"This is the gap in realm, this is the real master."

Zhao Liang was impressed and asked, "Master, can't you really tell fortunes at night?"

"Human numerology occupies the five elements of heaven and earth. The five elements cannot be reversed, regardless of strength or weakness, and are mutually generated and restrained. It is still during the night, the five elements or the five elements, and the numerology or the numerology..."

Zhang Daoran said without looking back, "Divine fortune telling," Zhang Daoran seemed to be fine either at night or during the day."

"Master, is the water in the kitchen really spring water? Or holy water?"

Suddenly, I thought of the strange smell of water in the water tank in the kitchen, and the comfort of my body after drinking it, Zhao Liang didn't think it was ordinary water.

I have been in the world for more than 20 years and have traveled many places from north to south. I have to drink water every day. The water from Sanqingguan is the most special.

“??”

Holy water?

Zhang Daoran did not answer. Zhang Daoran set up a simple spiritual gathering array around the water tank. In addition, the large spiritual gathering array around the Sanqing Temple is now, and the spiritual energy on the top of the mountain is obviously at least five times richer than the outside world. The array in the array has the strongest effect, so the water in the water tank is blended with spiritual energy, which is naturally different from ordinary water.

When talking about the formation, Zhang Daoran's eyes lit up: "People's hearts are impetuous, but I am also impetuous. It seems that it is time to arrange the Qingxin Formation."

Zhang Daoran is not clear about the specific effect of the Qingxin Formation, but the formation introduction says: Cleanse the mind and forget the world. The layout of the Qingxin Formation requires a certain spiritual foundation. Now the spiritual gathering array of the Sanqing Temple has only been adjusted halfway, but it also has a certain spiritual foundation, and the layout of the Qingxin Formation has also met the conditions.

Carrying the tool, Zhang Daoran went to Nanshan Po: "Eighteen Eyes of the Formation, it should be very soon..."

At night, Zhang Daoran returned to the Taoist temple.

Walk into your room and start carving runes.

"Dingding, Dingding..."

The sound of knocking spread throughout the Taoist temple. Li Gang and others, who were originally tired, were so sleepy that they couldn't open their eyes, but the sound of knocking continued.

"The runes of the Qingxin Array must be carved. It seems that there are only eighteen array eyes, but they are more troublesome than the spirit gathering array with one hundred and eight array eyes..." Zhang Daoran carved runes carefully. As for whether Li Gang and the others were affected, Zhang Daoran didn't care.

......

The sound of ding dang dang continued until midnight, and Li just couldn't fall asleep easily. The tired Li Gang slept very heavily, and the same was true for everyone else.

"rustle......"

"Bang bang..."

Not long after, a sound of knocking and beating came from the yard, as well as the sound of iron shovels rubbing against stones, a sound of dead leaves blowing and rubbing against gravel in the soles of shoes suddenly woke Li Gang and others up.

"Squeak..."

The sound lasted for a few minutes, and the door of the Taoist temple suddenly opened. A gust of wind sounded loudly. Li Gang and Lao Liao looked at each other, and their faces turned pale in the darkness.

"What's the sound?"

Lao Liao looked out through the window. The yard of the Taoist temple was pitch black, without a trace of light, and there was no figure. The door of the Taoist temple was still open, and the wind on the top of the mountain roared, adding a tense atmosphere out of thin air.

"rustle......"

Suddenly, the sound came from outside in a vague way again, and the harsh sound of iron rubbing against the stone made Li Gang feel shocked: "Or why don't we go out and have a look?"

"If you want to go, I won't go..."

Lao Liao shook his head and refused.

"rustle......"

This sound lasted for a long time, for half an hour, sometimes far and sometimes near.

Li Gang and Lao Liao stared at each other with big eyes, their breathing became heavy, and their heart almost jumped out of their throat.

"Sister Miao, I'm so scared..."

A low voice came over with trembling.

"How strange the Taoist temple is. Don't let us speak out. Didn't you see the Taoist priest appear? The Taoist priest has lived here for so many years, isn't it still good?"

Li Miao's voice came, with a tone of comfort, but his voice was also trembling.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound disappeared and the door of the Taoist temple was closed again.

The yard became calm again. Li Gang and others looked out of the window and saw that the originally empty yard was not known when Zhang Daoran sat cross-legged on the stone pier. A hazy white light enveloped Zhang Daoran like white fog...
Chapter completed!