Chapter 144: Soul of Otherworldly Resurrection
Although he didn't realize that the other party was going to send him a beauty, Li Zhou still understood the last sentence.
The reason why fortune teller Xie Lingwei came to this world was because of the master mentioned by the maid.
Li Qingtian Zhou immediately pronounced a verdict in his heart: human trafficking is a crime!
I should have painted my face black and drawn a crescent in the middle of my forehead.
"In that case, ask your master to come out and see me." The fortune teller Li Zhou sat down next to the tablet and sat in a row with the ancestors of the Great Xia royal family.
The maid was about to say something but stopped herself. They glanced at each other secretly and saw the fear in each other's eyes.
The aura emanating from Teacher Xie was so astonishing that even the master had to ask her for help. How could they dare to point out the inappropriateness of her behavior?
The two maids nodded their heads and hurried back. The footsteps disappeared into the side room.
Wan Niang glanced at the flowerpot in her hand thoughtfully. Perhaps just like this little purple flower, this room is also a world of its own.
Li Zhou didn't have to wait long before he heard some movement in the side room.
First there were a few whip cracks, then eunuchs ran quickly, sprinkled water on the ground, and laid carpets, and then guards came on stage one by one holding golden gourds, moon axes, and stirrups facing the sky...
Li Zhou had never seen such a grand scene before, and immediately felt like there were three words written on his face: bumpkin.
How could this be possible?
How could someone be more pretentious than her!
It was not until this time that Li Zhou remembered to learn the skills of a fortune teller to see if he could regain some face.
She searched through the memory of fortune teller Xie Lingwei and found a book called "Flying Star Fortune Telling".
Huh?
Li Zhou glanced at the column of martial arts on his panel, and saw a book called "Flying Star Feng Shui" which he found in the memory of the leader of Duotian Sect.
Looks like a series.
After discovering this, most people would definitely suspect whether the sect leader and the fortune teller have some kind of relationship, but Li Zhou had no idea at all.
She just sighed what a coincidence it was, and then began to study the "Flying Star Fortune Telling Technique" eagerly.
The book says that this is a kind of astrology that can calculate fortune, luck and life trajectory through the star chart.
Li Zhou just glanced at the specific calculation method and skipped it.
I don’t understand, I don’t understand, I don’t understand…
After flipping through dozens of pages in his mind, Li Zhou finally found a page that he could understand.
The entire chapter starting from this page introduces a technique called "Palm Technique", which is to arrange the twelve zodiac signs on the knuckles of the four fingers of the palm to represent the horoscope.
Each palm gesture comes with an illustration, and you just need to make the gesture according to the picture.
According to the illustration, Li Zhou pinched the third joint of his middle finger and the first joint of his ring finger with his left thumb in turn, forming the hexagram "Shan Ze Sun".
The difference between "Flying Star Fortune Telling" and other physiognomy techniques is reflected at this time.
The fortune of getting into trouble and losing money presented by this hexagram fell on the Daxia royal family who were about to make their debut.
Others use fortune-telling to predict future destiny, but the "Flying Star Fortune-telling" imposes a predetermined destiny on the person doing the fortune-telling.
First, one of the guards lost his strength and the golden gourd flew out and hit the back of the eunuch in the front row. Then it caused a series of chain reactions, and the eunuchs and guards fell to the ground, causing the carpet to slide a long distance.
In the chaos, four golden figures rolled out from the side room, with gold, silver and jewelry falling all over the floor. They tried to get up but stepped on the wrinkles of the carpet, slipped, and knelt down in front of Li Zhou.
These figures raised their heads in embarrassment, the tassels on their heads shook continuously, the colorful jade beads jingled, but there was still a hint of pride between their brows.
A loyal servant came forward to protect his master, crying out "His Highness".
It seems that they are the four princes mentioned by the maid.
I just don’t know where the master the maid mentioned is.
Li Zhou glanced down at them and said, "You can't avoid courtesy."
The princes who were about to stand up: "..." Is there such a saying?
The arrogant princes looked up at Li Zhou who was sitting beside the ancestral tablets. Just as they were about to speak, it was as if they were looking directly at the sun. Their eyes were stung by her light and two lines of tears flowed down.
Li Zhou, who gave himself the "Di Ze Lin" hexagram: Hehe.
Di Ze Lin means that a distinguished person has come and is shining brightly.
In the face of Li Zhou's glory, the princes felt awe in their hearts. Their hands became numb and their legs became weak. There was no pride at all. They could only shed tears and kowtow nine times.
Seeing this, Wan Niang, who was floating behind Li Zhou, said in cooperation, "Just reply like this."
The princes who thought they could stand up after bowing: "..."
Their knees were pinned to the ground by some force and they really couldn't get up.
It was not until this moment that this group of nobles who were proud of their status suddenly realized that in front of Master Xie, their royal status was nothing.
They had made a big mistake when they did not follow the etiquette of paying homage to their superiors at the beginning, but instead asked the servants to come forward and set up the ceremonial procession.
Arrogance is their original sin.
"We would like to thank the Master as our Lord."
"I only want to be a servant for my master, holding his horse and stirring his stirrups."
"If you still cannot forgive our mistakes, I am willing to offer all the treasures hidden in the ancestral mausoleum."
“…”
The princes finished speaking one after another and looked at the fortune teller Li Zhou expectantly, but found that the latter's reaction was mediocre.
Li Zhou didn't ignore them on purpose, he was just addicted to reading.
She found that by quickly flipping the pages, the palm seal illustrations turned into cartoons, with fingers flying as if they were waving their hands.
Li Zhou felt happy and started shaking along with the illustration.
Several princes were still desperately trying to guess what Master Xie wanted and what bargaining chips they could offer. The next moment, they saw a mysterious aura appearing from Master Xie's body, and in his palm there seemed to be the Eight Diagrams of the Universe and a myriad of auras.
Just when they were confused, their bodies lightened and they were lifted up by a big hand. The surrounding scenery quickly faded, collapsed and reshaped. In the blink of an eye, the dilapidated royal ancestral hall was transformed into the luxurious and magnificent royal temple.
With Li Zhou's casual play, the ancestral temple of Daxia buried under the Wang family ancestral hall reappeared in her palms.
The many tablets beside her seemed to sense the changes in the outside world and vibrated and hummed in unison.
The princes all turned pale with horror, and the guards, eunuchs, and maids were so frightened that they kowtowed repeatedly, but they didn't know whether they were kowtow- ing to their ancestors or to the powerful Master Xie.
The Xia people worshipped Buddhism and understood some Buddhist principles. Naturally, they knew that Buddhism had a supreme magical power, which was called Mount Sumeru and mustard seed, or the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of the hand, all of which were techniques of using small objects to contain great meanings.
However, Master Xie went a step further, and the world contained in his palm turned out to be the long-destroyed Da Xia.
The princes were trembling all over. Their dream was to recover their homeland, but now that they had actually seen the ancestral temple, they were not happy at all.
Firstly, filial sons and grandchildren naturally feel awe when seeing their ancestors and dare not get close to them. Secondly, the ancestral temples are in the hands of others, so how can they not be terrified?
The four princes didn't even dare to breathe. They just wanted to be cowards and pray that Master Xie's actions were not directed at them.
However, the ancestral tablets had no tacit understanding with them, and the buzzing and vibration sounds became louder and louder, as if they were afraid that no one would pay attention to them.
The princes were all a little devastated: they would be killed by these ancestors sooner or later.
Just as the voices of the tablets were getting louder and louder, and the heartbeats of the princes were getting more and more intense, three empty robes suddenly hung down from the beam:
They are respectively a crimson robe, a plain robe and a long robe with the Bagua pattern on it.
The fortune teller Li Zhou considered for a moment and wondered if the first two pieces were the same as the ones worn by the sect leader and the female doctor?
As for the last one...
She looked down at her body and suddenly discovered that this gray robe was covered with Bagua patterns. She had not noticed it before because of the dull color.
Li Zhou, whose comprehension was as high as 10 points, immediately realized that these three robes were somehow connected with her three vests.
Before she could figure out what the connection was, the windows on all four walls of the hall suddenly opened by themselves. Gusts of cold wind blew in from outside the windows, and the incense and candles on the altar were instantly blown out.
The tablets that had been shaking continuously suddenly stopped, and not long after, a low whimpering sound was heard.
There were three names in the voice:
"Xue Jingzhen..."
"Tan Zhao..."
"Xie Lingwei..."
As the sound was repeated over and over again, the shape of a person gradually emerged from the crimson clothes, plain clothes, and Bagua clothes.
It was as if three people had been summoned into this world and put on these three pieces of clothing.
However, no matter how people looked, they could not make out the specific appearance of the person inside the clothes.
They should have existed in this world, but were wiped out by some unknown force.
Wan Niang wanted to go to the Bagua robe and take a closer look at the person inside the robe, but after taking a few steps, she was blocked by an invisible wall and could not get close to the robe at all.
She glanced at the big hand supporting the Taimiao, then looked at Li Zhout who spread out his left palm. She felt something in her heart, turned around, and rushed towards Li Zhou's palm.
A silent roar.
It was as if she had traveled through endless nothingness and darkness, across a long period of time, and yet it seemed as if only a short moment had passed. When Wan Niang opened her eyes again, she had appeared near the beam.
The difference from being outside Li Zhou's palm was that after coming to the world in his palm, as soon as she lowered her head, she saw countless monks chanting something. In front of all the monks, an emperor wearing a dragon robe was also sitting cross-legged.
He looked sad, wearing calamus, holding arrows and sword, and chanting: "The country is about to perish, Yun is powerless to save the situation, and can only ask the gods for help."
The wind howled, the sky was dim, and the three robes hanging on the beams swayed. The human figures they filled became fuller and fuller, but the faces were still blurry.
Wan Niang thought that she had already arrived next to the Bagua robe and would be able to see the human figure clearly, but she didn't expect that no matter how wide she opened her eyes, she could only see a blurry figure.
Although there was a voice in her heart saying that it was her daughter, the lonely soul from another world who was born in her belly, blending with her blood and flesh.
She cautiously stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the invisible person, but suddenly she felt that the figure in the Bagua robe had finally "come alive" and had its own consciousness.
The figure turned and looked at the dragon-robed figure at the front of the hall, and the voice seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth: "Why?"
"Your country is destroyed, why should you ruin our lives?!"
A thousand years ago, in the Xie family mansion, Xie Lingwei stared at the hexagram in front of him, his eyes bloodshot, his face filled with anger and ferocity.
A strong feeling of unwillingness arose in the heart of fortune teller Li Zhou.
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