A young monk with a thin stature and ordinary appearance walked into the horse racing hall.
It only took more than ten minutes from Han Biao's departure to Duzhu's arrival.
"Mr. Shu, I wonder what you want to see Xiao Monk for?"
It is extremely polite for Duzhu to bow to Shuguan respectfully.
"A guest came to the temple today, and his situation is a bit strange..."
Shu Guan pointed at Zhang Haotian, who was still lying on the chair and sleeping soundly, and then began to introduce the strange dream Zhang Haotian had.
"What do you think his situation is?"
After finishing speaking, Shu Guan stared at Du Zhu and asked.
Du Zhu also had a look of shock on his face. He walked up to Zhang Haotian and pointed a finger on Zhang Haotian's forehead.
Then Duzhu closed his eyes.
After about three or four minutes, the young monk opened his eyes.
There was still a little surprise in his eyes, but the surprise had faded a little, and there was a little more understanding.
Then he turned to Shu Guan and said:
"It turns out that this person is a person with two souls."
"What is a two-soul person?"
Shu Guan raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise.
"One is the soul of the past life, and the other is the soul of this life."
"In the previous era of heaven, the underworld was in charge of the reincarnation of living beings in the world. Before reincarnation, the underworld would completely wash away the memory of a person's previous life. Except for practitioners, ordinary people would forget their past lives."
"But now, heaven has fallen, and the underworld is no longer there. There is no reincarnation in the underworld. Ordinary mortals cannot reincarnate, and they are all crowded in the underworld."
"But practitioners can still be reincarnated, and when passing through the Well of Reincarnation, many people can retain part of their past life memories. There are actually many such people in the world today."
Duzhu explained:
"This is the case for this person. He was a cultivator in his previous life. In this life, he was reincarnated as an ordinary person, retaining some memories of his previous life. The only thing that is special is that his soul from his previous life and his soul from this life are not the same. They are not integrated together, which is extremely rare.”
"And two souls exist in his body at the same time. Mr. Shu, what you entered with the dream technique is only this person's soul in this life. Naturally, you cannot see the memory of his previous life."
"Actually, his other soul cannot be said to be a complete soul. It is just the memory that impressed him the most in his previous life. This memory will often appear in his mind when he enters a deep sleep state and the soul of this life is dormant. It became that strange dream in my mind.”
"As for the strange dream he has been having in the past few days, it is naturally because this is the place where he lived in his previous life, and on the third day he went to the village where he died in his previous life, and that memory became more active, so that's why Let him have that weird dream for days."
Shu watched Duzhu who was explaining to him seriously, and once again felt in his heart that the inheritance of Xinxiang Temple was not simple, because he, a disciple of Shanjiguan, did not know such things.
Then I saw Duzhu raising his hands and clasping his palms, lowering his head and moving his lips as if he was reciting a few verses.
The next moment, a faint shadow slowly appeared above Zhang Haotian's head.
It was a pale-faced boy who looked about fifteen years old.
The pale boy looked confused, with a look of cowardice, panic and pain on his face.
He was floating in the air, his eyes blank, and he didn't seem to notice Shuguan and Duzhu.
"This is this person's other soul. However, it is not a complete soul. It is just a remnant soul transformed from a wisp of memory. Therefore, it does not have the consciousness of a soul. It cannot see us, nor can it sense changes in the surrounding environment. , it just retains the state it had at the moment before it died."
Shu Guan looked at the virtual soul in silence.
With the arrival of Duzhu, the mystery of Zhang Hao's strange dream was finally revealed.
For their practitioners, when the truth of this matter is revealed, it is not a particularly strange thing.
But if combined with Zhang Haotian's identity in this life, it will inevitably make people feel strange.
One is to the great man who founded the country and is famous for his majesty and heroism. He can be called a hero of his generation. He is the most famous figure in Dahua in this era and has profoundly affected the historical process of Dahua.
Who could have imagined that in his previous life, he was actually the young sect leader of a secretive and evil spiritual sect, a cowardly young man who was eventually killed by his own father.
This can only sigh at the wonder of reincarnation.
Of course, no matter what kind of person Zhang Haotian was in his previous life, there is no way to deny the fact that he is a heroic gentleman and a person of noble character.
For ordinary people, past lives will not affect this life. If it were not for the remaining memory of this past life, the young master of the Blood Demon Sect a hundred years ago and Zhang Haotian in this life are essentially two completely independent people. life.
Shu Guan slowly raised his head, looked at Du Zhu and asked:
"Is there any way to let this remnant soul leave this old man's body?"
Duzhu nodded and said:
"I can transcend it, but after transcending, this residual soul will completely dissipate between heaven and earth."
He raised his head and looked at Shu Guan with questioning eyes.
Then Shu Guan was silent for a while.
Shu Guan turned to look at the young man floating in the air.
...This is also a poor person...
A fourteen-year-old boy was killed by his father because he failed to live up to his expectations. This was the most tragic human tragedy. That’s why his soul had such a deep obsession. After experiencing reincarnation, he still Can't forget.
"Transcend him."
After a moment of silence, Shu Guan said lightly.
He should be freed from these deep tortures.
Duzhu looked at him deeply, and then began to recite scriptures softly.
The figure of the young man floating in the air became lighter and lighter, and then disappeared into the air like a dotted line erased by an eraser.
Just before disappearing, Shu Guan and Du Zhu both vaguely saw a smile on the young man's face.
That smile was directed at both of them.
The next moment, pictures suddenly appeared in the sky.
The strange dream that Zhang Haotian had had for many years slowly appeared in front of Shuguan and Duzhu. Finally, when the strange knife stabbed into the boy's chest, all the images finally dissipated.
The two of them watched the young man's death in silence, and each was silent for a while.
Then Shuguan turned his head, nodded to Duzhu and said:
"Thank you."
The combination of Duzhu and even bending down is a courtesy.
"Then the young monk will take his leave."
Shu Guan smiled. This young monk was still too polite to him. It seemed that he should be asked to help more in the future so as to enhance mutual affection.
Then Duzhu left.
Shu Guan came to Zhang Haotian's body, took off the calming charm, stretched out his hand and flicked it gently in front of Zhang Haotian.
Zhang Haotian woke up with an "ah" sound.
After taking a nap for such an hour, the old man seemed to be in much better spirits.
"Mr. Shu Xiao, I'm so sorry, I fell asleep for some reason."
Zhang Haotian said apologetically to Shu Guan.
"Mr. Zhang, you've been worrying so little these days. It's quite stressful. It's a good thing to get more rest."
Zhang Haotian stood up slowly. He was about to speak, but suddenly there was a look of doubt and surprise in his eyes, and then he said to Shu Guan with a strange expression:
"Mr. Shu Xiao, I didn't have that dream just now! But in the past few days, whenever I close my eyes, that dream will appear."
Shu Guan laughed and said to Zhang Haotian:
"Mr. Zhang, you will never have that dream again."
Zhang Haotian's body trembled, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"My fortune-telling parlor is right here. If Mr. Zhang doesn't believe it, wait and see in a few days. If you still have that weird dream, you can have my fortune-telling parlor shut down."
Zhang Haotian stood there for a long time, then if he cupped his hands towards Shu Guan and said:
"Zhang Haotian, thank you Mr. Shu."
Shu Guan was startled for a moment and smiled in confusion:
"Mr. Zhang, why don't you wait a few days to see if you really don't have that dream anymore, and then say thank you?"
Zhang Haotian looked a little dazed. He shook his head and said:
"I don't know what you did to me, Mr. Shu Xiao, but I... can't seem to remember what kind of dream it was."
"So I think maybe I won't have that dream again."
…
Shu Guan accompanied Zhang Haotian to the entrance of Duolun Lane.
Seeing the two people coming out, Du Wenqiang and Shencheng Mayor Wu Xicheng quickly got out of Du Wenqiang's luxurious car to greet them.
"Mr. Zhang, how are you?"
Wu Xicheng came up and asked with concern.
"I am fine."
Zhang Haotian laughed and said, then he turned around and said to Shu Guan solemnly:
"I have spent most of my life in a hail of bullets. I have been fighting with my head in my hand since I was young. Therefore, I only believe in worldly things and that everything depends on man-made things. I have never believed in fortune-telling and fortune-telling."
"But today, I finally believe that there are really masters in this world."
"Mr. Shu, you are a true master. I am very grateful for what you have done today."
Behind Zhang Haotian, Du Wenqiang had a look of surprise on his face when he heard this, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.
According to what Mr. Zhang said at this time, Mr. Shu Xingyun had solved the problem that kept him awake at night.
Although he knew that Mr. Shu was an immortal, he still felt a little uneasy before bringing Zhang Haotian here. If Mr. Shu could not solve Mr. Zhang's matter, then his investment in Zhang Haotian this time would be very expensive. Big discount.
However, Mr. Shu is indeed very powerful and has not let him down. As long as he can win Mr. Zhang's favor this time, he can also show his talents in the political world.
As for Wu Xicheng beside him, his expression became greatly shocked because of what Zhang Haotian said just now.
Because as Zhang Haotian's former personal secretary, he knew the old man very well.
Mr. Zhang is a person with a simple temperament. He rarely praises others, let alone makes exaggerated lies.
He is so praising this young fortune teller now. It can only be said that Mr. Zhang is really impressed by this young man's ability.
Wu Xicheng took a deep look at the young fortune teller who had become famous in Shanghai during this period.
When Wu Xicheng looked at the young man opposite him for the first time today, he thought he was ordinary. But at this moment, he saw the young man standing casually with a faint smile on his face. Facing Mr. Zhang's praise, he didn't show any emotion at all. He looked overly excited and joyful, and looked neither humble nor arrogant. He really looked like someone with a certain demeanor.
Wu Xicheng narrowed his eyes slightly, looking thoughtful.
At this time, Du Wenqiang had already taken out a banknote and respectfully presented it to Shuguan with both hands.
"Mr. Shu, this is a little thank you from Mr. Du for Mr. Zhang. I hope Mr. Shu won't dislike it."
Shu Guan did not look at the banknote, although he knew that the amount of the banknote must be very large.
"Mr. Zhang, please remember to take more soothing medicines and meals to recuperate your health from now on. Take care of yourself."
After Shu Guan smiled and said this to Zhang Haotian, he turned around and walked into Duolun Lane.
For today's matter, he was willing to help the old man without any charge. Even though the money was actually paid by Du Wenqiang, Shu Guan didn't want to accept it.
Because not long ago, when Zhang Haotian was asleep, he saw the old man's life memories.
After reading Zhang Haotian's memories, I naturally know what kind of person Zhang Haotian is.
This respectable old man is indeed a man who is devoted to the country and the people. He may have limitations in his choices, but he truly cares about Ji Yue and has no selfish motives.
For such a person, Shu Guan is willing to help him purely out of respect.
Du Wenqiang was slightly startled. He was about to catch up with the banknote, but Zhang Haotian stretched out his hand to stop him, shook his head and sighed:
"Forget it, Mr. Shu Xiao is an extraordinary charlatan. Since he is unwilling to accept it, don't force it. Mr. Shu Xiao won't care about these vulgar things."
Then Zhang Haotian turned to Wu Xicheng and said seriously:
"Although I can't tell you exactly what happened, this time Mr. Shu Xingyun did me a huge favor. It can even be said that he was kind to me again."
"I am old, and now I have no position or power. I will leave Shencheng soon, so I will let you, Xicheng, help me repay this favor that I owe him!"
"You should take more care of Mr. Shu Xingyun from now on. If Mr. Shu needs your help with anything, as long as it is not harmful to the country and the nation, Xicheng must do your best to help Mr. Shu do it."
Wu Xicheng's face showed a look of shock again. With Mr. Zhang's character of clearly distinguishing between public and private affairs, it was really beyond his expectation that he could say such a thing.
However, Wu Xicheng nodded immediately.
…
Shu Guan had already walked into the gate of the horse racing hall at this time.
As for Zhang Haotian's explanation to the mayor of Shencheng at the entrance of the alley, he could still hear clearly.
Shu Guan smiled slightly.
That was not his purpose of helping Zhang Hao, and not accepting any money just now was not a pretense.
But if the mayor of Shencheng City can be called upon at will in the future, Shu Guan will naturally not refuse this unexpected gain.
Shu Guan walked to the long table, picked up the newspapers he had read in the morning, and scanned the news about strange corpses found by the river.
After seeing Zhang Haotian's strange dream, Shu Guan was now more certain that this matter must have been done secretly by the Blood Sect.
But originally, even if he was sure that it was the Blood Evil Sect, there was nothing he could do.
Because the Blood Demon Sect has always been extremely mysterious, no one knows where they are hiding. Even among the secret cults, there is only some information that cannot be verified as to be related to the identity of the leader of the Blood Demon Sect.
And that information requires half a million silver dollars to see.
But now, it seems that I can save half a million silver dollars.
The Blood Demon Sect will probably never figure out how they revealed the location of their lair!
Shu Guan smiled again, put down the newspaper, and went up to the second floor.
Soon after, he left the horse racing venue carrying a long cloth bag.
He is going to visit that village now.
