"Sir, when you first became the King of Hell, I was just a soul-seeking impermanence. How could I know about your past affairs? Why don't you go ask the Lord Fu?" King Qin Guang replied in a very embarrassed tone.
"Forget it." Sang Luo refused decisively.
Now that the entire underworld is in economic crisis, Taishan Mansion is at a loss to do anything about it. If she comes to him at this time, doesn't it mean that she is rushing to get a job for herself?
When Sang Luo returned to the temple, Shen Wuyang and Wuyou were sitting in front of the temple with small stools gossiping about her.
"Master should be a high official underground. Even the Lord of Hell is bowing to her."
"You're just talking nonsense. My parents said that Master is an orphan, and he only went to college with the support of the previous Guanzhu."
"I'm not lying. I saw it with my own eyes. Lord Yama kowtowed to her."
"You're dazzled."
"I'm a thousand-year-old ghost, how can I not recognize the Lord of Hell?" Shen Wuyang argued.
Wuyou thought for a while, "But only ghosts can be officials in the underworld. Why have I never heard the old temple master say that the little apprentice he adopted died? The old temple master was very kind to me before. If such a thing happened, he would definitely Tell me!"
Sang Luo watched the two of them arguing and blushed, and finally said, "The little apprentice of the old concubine is indeed dead. She died of congenital heart disease. This is also the reason why she was abandoned by her parents as soon as she was born."
When Black and White Wuchang took her soul to the gate of hell, she happened to be met by Sang Luo, who was about to go to the human world to make money for incense, so Sang Luo possessed her body.
"Master!" Shen Wuyang rushed to Sang Luo, eyes flashing with stars, "Then I don't have to be afraid of that little old man, the King of Hell?"
Sang Luo raised his eyebrows, "You can say that."
Then we entered the temple.
But this step really shocked her.
The dining hall, which used to be overgrown with weeds, draughty and leaky, now has clean windows without a speck of dust.
The missing tiles on the roof have also been repaired, and the beams have been repainted.
In the niche of the dining hall, there is also a statue of the Stove King, which is worshiped on a small table.
The decadent image of weeds and desolation in the past is completely gone, replaced by an elegant, quiet and solemn appearance.
Shen Wuyang and Wuyou ran in.
"How's it going? This is the work of my junior sister and I!"
Wuyou smiled and added: "By the way, I have also planted some vegetables in the open spaces at the back. Then we can use the vegetables we grew to make vegetarian meals for the pilgrims."
Sang Luo had a very pleased expression on his face and looked around.
I always feel like there is something missing on the wall.
So I took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone collected by the old contemplative master, and wrote:
"Why bother with eight treasures and nine tripods when you have enough to eat?"
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As soon as the morning fog dissipated, a few pilgrims came to offer incense on the stone steps in front of Cangyun Temple.
Since the launch of Sanluo Whale Platform, the reputation of Cangyun Temple has gradually increased.
Many netizens who did not get the lucky bag in her live broadcast room would go to Cangyun Temple in person to ask for a fortune if they had time.
After breakfast, Sang Luo sat on the futon under the tree in front of the temple.
The pilgrims opposite her lined up consciously, waiting to ask for a hexagram.
Sang Luo counted, there were twenty-three people in line.
I'll have to leave tomorrow after all is said and done.
So, she put up a small sign on the table:
Only five hexagrams are calculated every day.
After the pilgrims saw it, all except the five people in front of them dispersed.
The first person in line turned out to be an eight or nine-year-old child with a sad face.
Sang Luo looked at it, then said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will be among the top three in the class in this final exam."
At such a carefree age, children can worry mostly about test scores.
"Really? That's great!" The child jumped away with a smile.
Immediately afterwards, the second one followed.
What most people in the world want is nothing more than wealth, marriage, health and career.
This is not difficult for Sang Luo, and every hexagram can be calculated quickly and accurately.
Until the last hexagram.
The person who came to tell the fortune was an extremely young and beautiful woman, fashionably dressed, with fair and delicate skin.
But the eyes did reveal endless loneliness and unwillingness.
Yan Ke took off the bag from his shoulders and sat on the futon opposite Sang Luo, placing his hands on his thighs.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally said: "Master, I want to calculate the marriage."
Sang Luo raised his head and glanced at Yan Ke, with a smile on his lips: "Why do you insist on marrying someone else's husband? As long as you give up this one, your marriage will come soon."
After Yan Ke heard this, he lowered his head and was silent for a while.
He raised his head suddenly, "I don't! I love him, I only love him!"
Yan Ke bit her lower lip until it turned white and clenched her fists tightly, expressing her inner determination.
Sang Luo looked at Yan Ke with a slightly sympathetic look.
Most people become mistresses for money, but she is really trapped by love, and she is deeply involved in it, unable to extricate herself.
Mistresses who are looking for money usually get what they want in the end and return home with a full load.
As for Yan Ke, she got nothing but a heart full of scars.
Sang Luo poured a cup of tea.
After Yan Ke drank a cup of tea, his mood gradually stabilized and he began to tell her story.
"When I met him, he was not married yet. He said he would marry me, but in the end he couldn't resist his parents' arrangements and married the daughter of their business partner. He didn't really love her; he loved her. I, he and her are just a business marriage, it’s fake!”
Sang Luo shook his head from side to side, "If he really loved you, you wouldn't be sitting here asking me for divination today."
If everything goes smoothly in life, why bother to go to the temple to pray for this hexagram?
Yan Ke's eyes dimmed instantly, "He seems to have a mistress."
Sang Luo didn't say anything, she lowered her head to start the hexagram. As soon as the hexagram appeared, her eyes flashed slightly.
"How do you say this?" Sang Luo asked.
Yan Ke replied: "I waited for him for eight years, and finally waited until his wife passed away. In the end, he still refused to marry me. Isn't it because he already has other women around him?"
Sang Luo looked at the hexagram and shook his head, "No. According to the hexagram, his marriage and relationship are only between you and his wife, and there is no fourth person."
Yan Ke's eyes flashed with joy, "I just said he loves me!"
But in an instant, it dimmed again, "Then why doesn't he marry me?"
Sang Luo pursed his lips tightly, "No, this man is on the verge of death. His life is in danger and he won't survive more than three days!"
Yan Ke stood up suddenly, his eyes were extremely complicated, sad, but also mixed with some secret joy.
"What? Could it be...that he didn't want to marry me because he had cancer and didn't want to delay me?"
She quickly imagined a drama of love and life and death in her mind, which was how it was written in TV dramas.
The male protagonist got cancer and did not want to delay the female protagonist, so he chose to find a place to hide and spend the rest of his life by himself.
But Yan Ke didn't know that she was not the heroine in this story.
Sang Luo shook his head, "No, I don't have cancer."
However, she couldn't see why this man would die.
This is strange. The reasons for life and death of everyone in the world are recorded in the life and death book.
How could she not see through it?
