For a full three months, Qin Feng disappeared without a trace, as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.
Qin Feng was like a flash in the pan, doing many shocking actions, but when he was at his peak, he disappeared.
However, Great Qin's residents still respected Qin Feng greatly, and they continued to build temples and statues for him.
At this moment, in Chu.
A young man dressed in Taoist robes was holding a canvas in his hand as he walked lazily on the most prosperous street in Chu.
The canvas in his hand was well done, and the two large words of fortune telling were particularly eye-catching.
Among the passers-by, no one paid him a second glance because they had seen too many such martial arts practitioners in Chu.
The young Taoist priest did not shout. He just walked on the bustling streets of Chu.
"This person is really strange. Usually, when others read fortunes, they would shout their lives out and hope that everyone would know of his existence. Then, they would go forward to read fortunes. This person is good. He doesn't shout and even looks like he doesn't care. What a strange person!!”
Seeing the young Daoist like this, someone couldn't help but say in puzzlement, but his tone was filled with disdain.
There were countless Jianghu practitioners in Chu Country every day. They were already used to it and there was nothing strange about it. Moreover, Jianghu practitioners like the young Taoist priest were rare.
The young Taoist priest's expression did not change at all. He continued to walk on the street by himself.
Not long after, the young Taoist priest went straight to a table and slowly sat down. Then, he placed the canvas with the words "fortune-telling" written on it beside him.
The young Taoist priest still did not shout. He just sat quietly and waited for the fortune-teller.
When the passersby saw a young Taoist priest coming to the street to read his fortune, they couldn't help but take a few more glances. However, no one actually went forward to read his fortune.
The young Daoist priest was not in a hurry and just sat quietly.
The whole day passed, but no one came to ask for help. The young Taoist priest did not look depressed because no one asked for help. Instead, he just picked up the canvas beside him and gradually disappeared into the crowd.
The next day, the young Taoist priest came to the stall on time and sat there quietly waiting.
On the third day…
On the fourth day…
On the fifth day…
For five whole days, no one came to the young Taoist priest for divination. The young Taoist priest still sat upright in front of the stall with a cold and stern look, the canvas beside him fluttering in the wind.
As dusk approached, the young man was about to close his stall when a burly man strode towards the young Taoist priest's stall.
The person was eight feet tall and had a bloated body. The fat on his face trembled with every step he took. There was a broken knife at his waist, and there were bloodstains on it.
"Little Daoist, how much is a divination?”
The brawny man sat down in front of the table. Perhaps it was because his body was too huge, but the moment the brawny man sat down, the ground seemed to tremble slightly.
The young Taoist priest did not speak. He only looked at the burly man who came forward and said coldly,"One article!"
One coin was equivalent to one yuan in the current era. It was nothing even to ordinary people. Even a random shaobing on the streets of Chu cost three coins.
Hearing what the young Taoist priest said, the burly man immediately laughed out loud."Okay, okay, okay. Really, how about you help me take a look at my luck?”
However, just as the burly man finished speaking, the young Daoist priest immediately said,"There will be a bloody disaster tomorrow!”
Hearing this, many people who were watching the show laughed out loud. Their smiles were filled with ridicule.
"I thought it was some expert. He didn't expect that it was just a young boy who spoke without thinking.”
"That's right. Other people at least have to look at their physiognomy or palmistry. At the very least, they have to take a reading or feel their bones. This person is good. He keeps talking about bloody disasters.”
"This is so funny. You knew just by looking at it? Are you an immortal?"
"Daniu, oh Daniu, look at how useless you are as a butcher. No wonder you can't find a wife.。。”
"Da Niu, when did you start to believe in fortune-telling? In my opinion, you should just be a butcher and kill pigs and cows. Don't think about anything else.。。”
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Everyone felt that the young Taoist priest was spouting nonsense, and no one took it seriously.
Everyone in Chu was familiar with this brawny man. He was a local butcher who specialized in slaughtering livestock such as pigs and cows.
In ancient times, butchers had a very low status and could not earn much money in a month. It was a profession that was looked down upon by others.
Butcher Da Niu, who had not been doing well in the past few days, immediately stood up in anger when he heard the young Taoist priest's words. He slammed a copper coin heavily on the table and said angrily,"Little Daoist, I'll give you the money. If I stand here properly tomorrow, watch how I deal with you.。。”
After saying that, the burly man immediately left the place in a huff. The surrounding onlookers also dispersed when they saw that there was no more excitement.
The young Taoist priest's expression remained unchanged, as if he did not care about the comments and slightly disdainful gazes of others. Instead, he slowly raised his head and looked at the sky that was almost dusk. Then, he slowly picked up the canvas beside him and disappeared into the dense crowd.
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