Chapter 1    Fate

The spring in the imperial capital is still cold and cold. The streets at morning rush hour are full of traffic and people are in a hurry. A slow figure among the crowd seems out of place with the busy rhythm of the city. This man is of medium figure, not old, and not very handsome. His face is always a sloppy expression. His temperament is obvious at first glance. His name is Zhu Hanwen.

Zhu Hanwen's life is really not very smooth. When he was nine years old, his parents disappeared, leaving only an old house. Since then, he has been studying thousands of miles away. He is eighteen years old this year and has been an idle person in society for more than two years after receiving nine years of compulsory education. He has not been starved to death because the ancestral home of the imperial capital can provide him with a rent that he can't stand to starve every month.

"Hey~ It's already spring, why is it so cold?" Zhu Hanwen muttered to himself while walking on an old street with his head shrank. The spring here is generally not new, either the sky is full of yellow sand or the sun is not visible to the sun.

"Oh my God, what's going on?"

"Wow, so beautiful, make a wish!"

"The last time I saw this scene, I was the Leo meteor shower?" Is it because of the original cold and cold street suddenly became lively.

"Wow?! The meteor shower in broad daylight? What's going on? Don't let it go, brother is still a virgin! After all, it's a good death when your buddy breaks. Who can bear it if you say that you're here!" Zhu Hanwen, who was fucking the authentic dialect, didn't pay attention to the contemptuous look that the people next to him were thrown over, and the old god was looking at the wonders in the sky.

It's magical. The sky that was originally covered with haze was penetrated by countless white lights, as if it had pierced a certain diaphragm. Then a flash of sky light. As soon as the sun that had not appeared for a long time was penetrated by a white rainbow. The haze in the sky was divided into two by the white rainbow. It seemed that when he heard some command, hundreds of white lights flew out as soon as they penetrated the clouds.

"The white rainbow penetrates the sun, and the road of heaven reopens, and the general trend is expected!" Longhu Mountain, an old Taoist priest who could not tell the age at all twisted his beard and twisted his beard in the Tianshi Mansion, and his face that had not been turbulent for many years was rarely seen. "Ancestor! A great thing happened!" A small Taoist boy ran in like flying. "Why are you so panicked? We Taoist monks are the first to re-cultivate their minds and go back and copy "I Love You Note" ten times!" This "I Love You Note" is a classic passed down from the Zhang family of the Tianshi Mansion. This Taoist boy seems to be the direct descendant of the Zhang family of the Tianshi Mansion. The identity of the old Taoist priest is naturally self-evident.

"Yes, ancestor, I know I'm wrong. I've reported to the ancestor. Just now a meteor flew towards the Heavenly Master Mansion. Then several lightning flashed by. A large seal suddenly appeared on the altar of the Wanfa Sect. No one could approach it. I'm here to ask the ancestor to go over and see what happened." The boy calmed down and bowed and said.

"If you have such a thing, take me to see it." After hearing this, the old Taoist priest flashed and appeared in the courtyard outside the gate.

"Master, aren't you saying that we cultivate our minds and keep our Mount Tai collapsed before it without changing color? Why are we so anxious now?" The boy's face was full of questions.

"Where is so much nonsense? The trend is about to begin. If I expected it well, the seal on the altar of Wanfa Sect should be the Five Thunder Magical Warehouse Seal taken away by the first ancestor. It should be my deeds one by one. How can such a big thing be delayed!" The old Taoist priest gave the Taoist priest a thundering hand and lifted his clothes and a golden light flashed through the courtyard...

Wudang Mountain, ascend to the cliff.

A cold light flashed, and a magic sword suddenly appeared and hung on the head of a young Taoist who was meditating. The Taoist priest continued to practice without knowing it. The blue light on the sword body flowed down like smooth silk, and was about to pierce into the Baihui acupoint on the Taoist priest's head. The Taoist priest remained motionless in the sky. As the green light flowed, the sword tip pierced into the Taoist priest's head inch by inch. The Taoist priest's face seemed a little painful, but more of it was still as motionless as a mountain, and the strong and resolute skills were still. Until the entire magic sword entered without a handle, the green light floated out of the Taoist priest's body. After a long time, the green light restrained the Taoist priest and stood up, laughed three times, and turned into a cold light and disappeared.

The same thing happened in Luoyang Baima Temple, Qingcheng Mountain Shangqing Palace, Putuo Mountain Zizhu Forest and other major temples. Of course, what happened in these places with Taoism cannot be seen by the outside world.

Of course, Zhu Hanwen didn't know that he was witnessing a major event that concerns the world. Of course, even if he knew, he might not care. At this time, he had already arrived in front of the gate of the Duchenghuang Temple on the north of Xingsheng Street, the imperial capital.

"It's here. I don't know if the old monk said it correctly back then. If there was no way here, I could only accept my fate. Alas..." Somehow, Zhu Hanwen, who originally didn't care about anything and felt that he had a bad life, suddenly became a little worried about gains and losses. "Forget it, no matter what, it can be considered a last wish of my father and mother." He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, pushed open the old temple gate, and walked in.

The Duchenghuang Temple on Xingsheng Street was once one of the most lively places in the imperial capital. Every day on the first, fifteenth and twenty-fiveth day of the day, the city gods traveled, rewarded the good and punished the evil, and tourists from all directions gathered in front of the temple gate to communicate with each other. Yangge, stilts, five tiger sticks, playing and singing, gongs and drums were very lively and extraordinary. Unfortunately, as time went by, larger markets such as Huguo Temple and Liulichang were emerging, and the prosperity here was no longer mentioned, and it became more and more deserted year by year. Now, due to poor repairs, the lively and grand Duchenghuang Temple was like an old man in his twilight years, sitting alone on the street, telling his style of the past to passers-by.

When you walk into it, you will find that the space inside is still very large. The land temples, mountain temples, and ten halls of Hell stand symmetrically. Although the Dawei Ling Temple in the middle of the courtyard is not there, it is still majestic and solemn.

"Burn incense and fulfill your wishes, charge fifty, ask for a visa, and charge one hundred." There is even a temple blessing in such a broken place?! The most important thing is that it is even a charge? I am afraid that I will starve to death as a temple blessing here? Zhu Hanwen felt that his brain circuit was a bit inadequate, but it was better to have less than more things. He obediently paid the money and withdrew three incense sticks. Three incense sticks cost fifty. It's so damn dark. Zhu Hanwen scolded his mother in his heart.

He bowed all over the world, respectfully put three incense sticks respectfully, one after another. After the ceremony, he stood up and looked at the old temple Zhu. The old man was wearing a gray work clothes that was very common in the 1980s, with gray hair and messy hair, a beard on his face, and only a pair of blue plastic slippers on his feet. This was March 15th, the morning and evening frost. He couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to him again, and turned around and said to the old temple Zhu.

"I also want to ask for a visa, please give me some explanation."

After collecting the money, Lao Miaozhu sat down seriously at the fortune telling table covered with shabby red cloth. He reached out and handed over the dusty sign bucket next to him.

"Now, shake it gently, if it breaks, you will be compensated according to the price."

"Ahem, you haven't used this sign for many years, why are you so bad?" Zhu Hanwen shook the sign bucket, and tears were flowing down by the dust. He couldn't help complaining.

"Stop talking nonsense, bring me the sign to read." Miao Zhu took the sign that was shaken seriously, pressed it tightly in front of his nose and squinted his eyes.

"Boy, do you want to ask about your future or your marriage?" After seeing Lao Miaozhu put down the signature in his hand and asked expressionlessly. What Zhu Hanwen didn't see was that Lao Miaozhu's back was shaking wave after wave, as if he was very excited.

"I just want to see how long I can live." Zhu Hanwen stood carefully, really didn't want the dust on the table to rub against him.

"From the sign..." Lao Miaozhu looked at the young man who was a young man before the New Year with a serious look on his face and deliberately pulled the long voice.

"How is it?" Although I lacked any trust in this unreliable temple, this was a question hidden in my heart for nearly ten years, and I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"From the signing, if I were to be good..." Lao Miao Zhu paused. "You can live until death."

"Damn, uncle, we won't be playing like this. Even if you cheat money, you can say some New Year greetings to make me happy. I can't blame the city god temple for being so dilapidated. Who can ask for a visa to make you so entertain?" After hearing the old temple's words, Zhu Hanwen jumped up. You can insult my character, but you can't insult my IQ! I really don't dare to do anything to you when you are old, right?

"Don't respect your teachers, you should fight!"

Zhu Hanwen only heard this sentence before he fell into a coma, and then he felt dark before his eyes and then he knew nothing.

"Hiss~~ah~~~ The old guy is really heavy." While rubbing his head, Zhu Hanwen sat up suddenly. After looking around, he found that he was already lying on the couch in the backyard. Lao Miaozhu sat on the chair beside the couch, holding his feet in one hand and an ID card in the other. While looking at it, he made a creepy laugh.

"Are you awake?" Lao Miaozhu grinned at him and showed his yellow teeth.

"What are you doing? Let me tell you, I dare not be interested in men, especially dirty and old men. Don't want me to submit. I... I'd rather die than surrender." Zhu Hanwen shrank to the edge of the bed and looked a little bit like Sanzhen and Jiulie. He just had a pair of small eyes rumbling around and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Hehe, Zhu Hanwen... Well, although this name is ugly, it is indeed the nature of their name." Lao Miaozhu stood up with his ID card in his pocket and said

"Do you want to be my teacher?"

"Beat...Add to be a disciple? You are like you?" Zhu Hanwen stood up from the side of the couch and found that there was only a pair of blue slippers on the side of the couch, and his shoes ran to Laomiao Zhu's feet at some point.

What's this? I ran over from afar to burn incense. I wanted to find an opportunity to solve my problems and settle my parents' wishes. I didn't expect to meet such an old lunatic. Not only did I tell you that I had my ID card, I also snatched my shoes away. This is a newly bought coconut, which is thousands of... The old guy has passed through his stinky feet, and I'm afraid I can't wash it out if I wash it ten times... No, I called the police, and I don't care about it. I put on the slippers on the floor and wanted to run out of the door. No matter what, I called the police first. The old guy was so powerful that he didn't see what was going on, so I was slapped out. It's safer to find the police uncle.

"Want to leave? Don't you want to know how your parents died nine years ago? Don't you want to know why the old bald donkey asked you to come here on March 15, 18?"

"Or, you don't want to live past this eighteen year old?"
Chapter completed!