Chapter 59 Shen Gongbao's Chaos Song

Big business, morning song.

After Shen Gongbao quietly sent Xiao Daji back to Jizhou City, after seeing that she was found by the family in Houhou Mansion in Jizhou, he became relieved and left Jizhou City and set out for his next destination, Chaoge.

Nowadays, the great merchants are still only organized under the rule of Emperor Yi. Chaoge is the most important capital of the great merchants, and there is no need to say much about its prosperity.

The dark brown towering wall clearly shows the traces of mottled wind and rain on it, full of the vicissitudes of history, and precipitating a strong cultural heritage.

There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the wide Qingshi Street. Vendors and pawns can be seen everywhere. From time to time, a pair of guards in armor and holding giant swords are seen patrolling by.

Shen Gongbao showed an obscene smile and walked on the street, feeling the quaint atmosphere of this famous ancient city. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at the words and deeds of the people around him to facilitate his future actions.

However, something that made Shen Gongbao feel depressed happened again. Seeing some young girls who were involuntarily far away from him, Shen Gongbao lamented in his heart: "It's really not my fault to grow up like this!"

It is said that when you see more things, you will feel numb, and so will Shen Gongbao. He grinned at a flower girl who was far away from him like a prank. The woman's face turned pale in an instant, and her pretty face trembled into the crowd. Seeing this, Shen Gongbao smiled.

Wherever you go, Shen Gongbao must go to the restaurant there to taste all kinds of delicious food in the world. Although Shen Gongbao is a monk, he carelessly likes some of the behavior habits of monks.

Most monks feel that there are too many dross in the secular grains, so they all eat some spiritual fruits, or they don't need food at all. It's enough to meditge and refine gas every day.

A monk can open up the valley when his cultivation reaches a certain level. From then on, he only needs to meditating and refine his gas, but his desire for eating in the world is much lighter.

However, Shen Gongbao is not used to this. Unless he practices in isolation, there is no delicious food to taste. Isn't he missing a kind of human enjoyment?

If the monks do not have a disaster or disaster, they are generally people with a long life, and they don't have some fun. In that long life, they just meditate and refine gas every day. Such a life is not what Shen Gongbao wants.

But he said that after another meal, Shen Gongbao walked out of the restaurant alone without image. He meditated for a moment, and then laughed. Then he walked to a secluded alley. After looking around, he found that no one existed, so he made up at himself at an unimaginable speed for ordinary people. Fan, then took out the already prepared props from the mustard space, and then changed into a wandering warlock who wandered around the world

He saw that he was carrying a mysterious crown, with two ribbons slipping off his shoulders on the edge, a brown magic robe, holding a wooden box in his right hand, and holding a flag in his left hand, which said, "It's a waste of all. It's not good to try. Don't miss it when you pass by!"

After looking carefully and finding that there was nothing wrong, he smiled, touched his little beard, and swaggered out of the alley and entered the street.

There is a way that money can make ghosts grind, so when Shen Gongbao paid a few ingots of silver, he easily got his booth from a scholar who sold words, and then put down his own props, sat in front of the desk, and began to close his eyes to refresh himself.

During the Shang Dynasty, the common people still knew that there were many monks in all kinds of deep mountains and old forests. These strange people and strange people all have great power and can calculate bad luck. Therefore, Shen Gongbao is not afraid that no one will come to calculate bad luck.

However, all capable people are familiar with the way of calculation. The higher their cultivation, the more accurate their calculations. For example, with the power of saints, they can instantly feel the changes in the operation of the heavenly way from the void and understand the world. For saints, there are almost no secrets to speak of.

However, ordinary and wise monks will not come out to calculate misfortunes and blessings for others. First, they have high cultivation and only like to cultivate their qi quietly and improve their cultivation. Second, calculating misfortunes and blessings for others is also leaking the secret and increasing cause and effect. If they are unrelated, they will not do so.

The wandering warlocks that ordinary people see are just low-level monks who know a little about calculus. Because of their low cultivation, they may not even know the cause and effect, and their skills are not enough, and they may not be correct to calculate for others. The people still often see these wandering warlocks turn to the streets and calculate for others.

Shen Gongbao is not afraid of cause and effect. At least it's okay to reveal a little secret. If the merit of ingenious treatment of cause and effect is not good, you will get karma. Even if the cause and effect of a few mortals are all karma, how much karma can be increased, not to mention that Shen Gongbao also needs a huge karma to refine the Qibao merit list.

At this time, the folk customs are simple, and the people who come out to measure and tell fortunes are all monks who know the way of calculating. Although sometimes they are not too accurate, they are not as pure fools as later generations. In later generations, those people can no longer be called wandering warlocks, but can only be called "charlatans".

But he said that it was not long after Shen Gongbao's stall was placed, and a guest came to the door. Shen Gongbao looked up and saw that the man was twenty-eight years old. Although he was dressed very much like a man, his white neck did not show his throat knot at all. Looking at his handsome face, there is no doubt that this is a young woman dressed as a man. It's a girl.

Shen Gongbao was stunned and didn't expect that his first guest was a beautiful girl. He couldn't help smiling in his heart, but he didn't know that there was also a slight obscene smile on his mouth.

The man came face to face. How could he not see Shen Gongbao's leaky smile? His face couldn't help tightening and his eyebrows frowned. At this time, a girl in green who looked like a maid next to him said, "Little... "Son, let's change it!"

Seeing her young lady's starry eyes, the girl in green shyly spit out her tongue and quickly changed her name to "Sir". She was so cute, but she didn't know that Shen Gongbao had already seen through her daughter's identity.

After frowning for a moment, the "sold prince" shook his head and sat opposite Shen Gongbao and said, "Taoist priest, I don't know if your fortune-telling is effective?"

Her voice is soft and pleasant, and she is so delicate and beautiful, and her body faintly reveals a noble spirit. She should be a girl from a big family, but she doesn't know why the woman dressed as a man and appeared on the street. Looking at a trace of worry between her eyebrows, Shen Gongbao knew. It seems that what should this "boy" have encountered. It's annoying.

Shen Gongbao said indifferently, "The poor Tao is a monk, but this time he comes from virtue and doing good deeds. How can he deceive the prince!"

When Junxiu's "Mr." heard the words, his face relaxed and believed Shen Gongbao's words, so he said, "Well, if your calculation is accurate, Yin Liang will not lack you!"

"I don't know what the prince is testing?" After that, Shen Gongbao handed over a blank bamboo slip and sent ink and a pen. "Please write down a few words first, and wait for the poor man to calculate it, and then you will know whether the poor man has false words."

Junxiu's "sir" took over the pen and ink and soon wrote a beautiful ancient character "Shang" on the blank bamboo slip!

Shen Gongbao took a look at her unexpectedly and said, "I don't know what the prince tested, marriage or fame?"

She blushed and whispered, "Marriage!"

Shen Gongbao indifferently stretched out his right hand, closed his eyes, and pinched each other with a few pretent fingers. He still said some inexplicable spells that others could not understand. In fact, these were all fabricated by Shen Gongbao. He just didn't want to behave too easily, and if he simply pinched his fingers. I came to a conclusion. I'm afraid this girl thought he was really a liar.

With the cultivation of the peak of Shen Gongbao Taiyi Xuanxian now, coupled with many years of cultivation, there is the "Huang Ting Inner Scene Classic" and the memory of Dayu to make up for it. It also has a deep understanding of divination, but the origin of the people in front of them is an instantaneous matter.

However, in order to cooperate with himself, Shen Gongbao was still pretending to be a monk with low cultivation. Shen Gongbao still pretended for a long time before he opened his eyes. Looking at the girl who was nervous in front of him, Shen Gongbao couldn't help smiling mysteriously.

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