In an instant, Zhao Yun hurried to Ying Yuan and stared at him with a fierce look.
Seeing this, the Taoist stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "Meeting is fate. Young man, would you like to have your fortune told by me?"
Hearing this, Ying Yuan sneered and said, "There are so many people on the street, almost everyone can meet you. It seems that the fate you mentioned is quite a lot."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yun echoed, "Where did you come from, you wild Taoist priest? You can't calculate the life of my young master."
In this world, those who can tell fortunes for emperors are basically at the level of heavenly masters.
If an ordinary fortune teller dares to tell the emperor's fortune.
He would probably bleed to death from all seven orifices.
"Whether it can be calculated or not, we can only know it after we calculate it. Sir, could you let me calculate your fortune?"
The old Taoist priest's gaze was always fixed on Ying Yuan.
After a pause, the latter said bluntly, "It's no problem to have a fortune-teller, but how would you go about it, sir? Do you need your birth date and eight characters?"
Hearing this, the old Taoist hurriedly shook his head and said, "Young Master's birth date and horoscope, I cannot bear to see it.
Not only this old man cannot bear to see it, I am afraid even the masters of the Imperial Observatory cannot bear to see it. If they see it, if they have doubts in their hearts, I am afraid that disaster will come."
"You are really an interesting old Taoist. If you don't look at the birth date, what do you look at?"
Ying Yuan sat down in front of the fortune-telling stall of the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist sat opposite him, handed him a pen, and slowly said, "I wonder what you want to calculate?"
Ying Yuan took the pen, thought for a moment, and said, "Calculate the future."
Hearing this, the old Taoist shook his head and said, "Young Master's future is so precious that no one can predict it."
"Calculate marriage."
"As for the young master's marriage, there's no need to worry about it."
As soon as the old Taoist finished speaking, Ying Yuan felt amused. "If your future is not predictable, and your marriage is not predictable, then why should I ask you to tell my fortune?"
The former bowed and said, "Although one's future and marriage cannot be predicted, I can calculate your destiny."
"Destiny?"
Ying Yuan frowned slightly.
What is the difference between fate and future?
"Please write a random word. If I guess wrong, I won't take a penny."
The old Taoist seemed very confident.
Ying Yuan was bored and wrote the word "one" on the white paper on the ground.
As for why the word "δΈ€" is written, perhaps it is just for convenience.
Then, the old Taoist said calmly, "As the saying goes, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. This one is the master of all things in the world, just as ninety-nine returns to one."
After a pause, he suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Ying Yuan:
"One represents the world and all things. The white paper with 'One' written on it is at the young master's feet, foreshadowing that the young master will soon ascend to the world and become the master of all things.
The world that the old Taoist refers to is not limited to the Great Qin Empire, but refers to..."
"Nations."
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