Everyone lost interest and gave the old Tao a few bites of meat as a sign of kindness.
The old Taoist originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to benefit from these rich young men, but he didn't expect to be ruined by a boy, so he naturally complained in his heart and looked at Bai Song more.
It doesn't matter at this glance, the old Taoist seems to have discovered something, silently calculating in his heart, and a smile appears on the corner of his mouth.
"This little friend is really well-informed, who is he?"
"Taoist Master, let's leave early! You don't want to ask about who this person is. All the anecdotes and deceptions in the world are useless in front of him." Changsun Huan said, fanning himself, "Bai Song from Yongxing College , as long as you go to Chang'an and inquire a little bit, you will know it."
"Bai Song Dynasty?" The old Taoist muttered twice and cupped his hands, "I remember it."
After that, the old Taoist stopped staying, returned to the old donkey, and walked away slowly.
After the afternoon, the group returned from the fields and each returned to their respective courtyards to prepare for rest.
At this time, Bai Song heard that a Taoist priest from Qinghe Village was trying to save the soul of a farmer's deceased father.
There are few things going on in the small village, and the Taoist priest's practice is not new among the people, but it has attracted a lot of people's attention.
When Bai Song went out to see it, the Taoist priest had already finished the practice and accepted the farmers' thanks.
Bai Song watched from the side, but he didn't expect that the Taoist priest who did the trick was actually Yuan Tiangang.
When they were shocked, other students also rushed over after hearing the news.
When they were in the college, the classmates avoided seeing Mr. Yuan, but today they were all very happy to see him. They greeted him repeatedly: "Mr. Yuan, Mr. Yuan!"
Yuan Tiangang was wearing yellow Taoist uniforms and looked different from usual. When he heard the shouts from the crowd, he turned around and looked back.
He was also very surprised to see that he was a student from Yongxing College. He thanked the villagers and walked over.
"Mr. Yuan, why are you here?"
"How do you..."
Bai Song interrupted: "Mr. Yuan, aren't you very good at calculating? Why didn't you calculate that you would meet the students today?"
Yuan Tiangang rarely smiled, and was not as serious as in the academy, chatting with the students.
Everyone learned that it turned out that Mr. Yuan also carried out this process of salvation just to make a living.
I originally wanted to collect a hundred cents of hard-earned money, but I was grateful for the filial piety of the farmers and couldn't bear to collect the property. Today, my trip was in vain again.
The students were very generous. They heard that their husband was not living well and wanted to help, but they were all declined by Yuan Tiangang.
Taoist people are proud of themselves, so how can they accept the benefits of students.
The students had no choice but to give up.
At this time, Lingzhu, who was following Yuan Tiangang, met Bai Song and chatted with each other.
Bai Song asked her how she was doing?
Lingzhu replied: "Everything is fine. Master said that he wants me to accompany him for three years before he can learn Taoism. In fact, he has been teaching some basic Taoist techniques. I have the fortune-telling formula, which I feel is very mysterious, but I am not yet proficient in it."
"So, can you show it to me?"
Lingzhu knew that he was just watching and playing, but he also used the formula to imitate Mr. Bai's appearance.
After reading it, Lingzhu frowned, as if he had discovered something.
"What's wrong?" Bai Song asked curiously.
Lingzhu didn't answer, but his brows furrowed tighter and tighter. He turned around and tugged at the hem of Yuan Tiangang's clothes, and whispered: "Master, look at Mr. Bai's look...is it the sign of disaster you mentioned yesterday?"
Yuan Tiangang was talking to his classmates and didn't pay attention to Bai Song.
After hearing what Lingzhu said, he turned to look at Bai Song. When he took a serious look, his expression suddenly changed.
Everyone noticed the change in Yuan Tiangang's expression and asked about it.
"Sir, what's the matter?"
Yuan Tiangang waved his hand: "It's nothing. You all should step aside first. I have something to say to Bai Song."
Everyone felt strange and didn't ask any more questions.
After they left, Yuan Tiangang grabbed Bai Song.
Bai Song already felt something was wrong. He frowned and asked, "Mr. Yuan, what's the matter?"
"Bai Song, you are about to suffer a great calamity! Why don't you run away quickly!"
"What's the meaning?"
"Your face has changed, which means a disaster is coming! This disaster is extraordinary, it is a major disaster in life! It is said that disaster is inevitable, do you know the dangers involved?"
Bai Song was a little impatient after hearing this. He had some feelings for Yuan Tiangang as a teacher and student, but he was extremely disgusted with his alarmist arguments.
Although Bai Song was wary in his heart, there was no timidity on his face: "Sir, I should have told you that I never believe in fate, right? It's inevitable that I will be doomed, but these are just alarmist words, unless you can figure me out, sir." When did he die, otherwise I wouldn’t believe such ambiguous words.”
"Physiognomy can only predict good and bad luck, but cannot predict life and death! Only disasters that are more than a sign of serious evil can be called disasters! If you are not careful, you will lose your life. The way to resolve it is to retreat from the world and cultivate yourself, and don't get involved in the world."
Bai Song shook his head: "Thank you sir for reminding me. I still say that my fate is up to me. If there really is a disaster like what sir said, I believe I can survive it!"
"You! Why are you so ignorant!" Yuan Tiangang looked anxious and reprimanded.
On the other hand, Lingzhu also gave words of advice: "Mr. Bai, you'd better listen to what Master said. Master will not harm you."
Bai Song asked, "Am I bound to die?"
Yuan Tiangang shook his head: "The so-called misfortune is not inevitable. There is no way to escape the disaster. Let's survive, but the chance of survival is too slim and it is difficult to achieve it with human power. But if we can escape the disaster, the future will be smooth."
"That's it. Since there is still life, there is no need to worry about anything. Sir, I still believe in myself. It is okay to escape from the world, but not now. There is no need to say the rest. The students will leave first."
After Bai Song finished speaking, he turned around and left without stopping at all.
Looking at Bai Song's back, Yuan Tiangang remained silent.
Although Lingzhu had not been with his master for too long, it was the first time he saw his master showing such a serious expression, and he felt a little worried.
"Master, is Mr. Bai's catastrophe really dangerous?"
Yuan Tiangang did not answer. After being silent for a long time, he said: "Open the altar tonight and see what God's will shows!"
…
At three o'clock that night, someone visited the palace at night.
Changsun Wuji recommended him, saying that he had to ask the emperor to make a decision on something important.
Li Shimin took the words seriously and received visitors in the middle of the night.
In the main hall, Li Shimin discovered that the person who came turned out to be an old Taoist who he thought had white hair and beard.
The old Taoist has an impressive posture, holding a golden whisk, which is extremely conspicuous, echoing the gold and jade of the palace in the splendid palace.
The old Taoist gave a simple salute: "I am a member of the Yuqing clan, but I am here to see His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty."
"How dare you!" the eunuch beside him scolded, "You still don't kneel down when you see the emperor!"
The old Taoist said softly: "The true disciples of Yuqing only kneel to the Three Pure Ones of Heaven and Earth, not to the emperors of the mortal world."
Li Shimin frowned after hearing this, but he was not dissatisfied. Instead, he asked: "The Taoist priest came to visit late at night. I don't know why?"
"The Emperor Star of Chang'an is weak, and there is a demon star coming to the world in the Tang Dynasty. Why is the emperor not aware of it?"
