Outside the thatched house.
Zhou Zheng was lying on the ground, with more blood at the corner of his mouth than before.
The ground was covered with his blood, a bright red color that looked very scary.
Yu Jinshu came out with a bundle.
Zhou Zheng stretched out his hand towards her and said weakly: "Save me, save me..."
Yu Jinshu glanced down at him and said, "Zhou Zheng, I took you in out of kindness, yet you actually tried to poison me. If you don't like me, just don't marry me. Why would you marry me and then kill me?"
She snorted coldly, "Instead of hurting others, you hurt yourself."
After saying that, he walked outside.
Zhou Zheng stretched out his hand towards Yu Jinshu, shouting in despair: "Save me, Jin, Jinshu, you, you can't abandon me..."
Yu Jinshu ignored Zhou Zheng and left the village with his bag.
The original owner was an orphan who grew up eating at many people's homes. Now she has no way out in this village and cannot repay the benefactors of the village.
And she also has a mission to do, which is to find the male protagonist of this book, Mo Chuan, the master of Xuantian Sect.
As for Zhou Zheng, he must be dead, so I don't bother to care about him.
But it would be troublesome for the villagers to deal with his body.
Not long after Yu Jinshu walked out of the village entrance, a Taoist priest came to Zhou Zheng.
"You are truly a fool. I didn't want to accept you, but unfortunately, you are destined to be my disciple. Today, I will save you. In the future, when you have learned enough, you will be my servant and serve me forever."
Yu Jinshu still didn't know where the Xuantian Sect was.
She asked along the way, but no one knew.
After walking for several days, he finally arrived in the city and heard that there was a god in the city who knew everything about the world.
This immortal usually sets up a stall in the market to tell fortunes.
Yu Jinshu sat down at the fortune-telling stall and looked at the old man with a white beard. "Sir, tell me your fortune!"
The old immortal looked at Yu Jinshu with his eyes wide open. "Miss, do you have a petal-shaped mole on the palm of your right hand that's the same as the one on your forehead?"
Yu Jinshu was stunned and nodded. She spread out her right palm to show the old immortal.
The old immortal stared at the palm of her right hand, and sure enough, there was a petal-shaped mole on it that was exactly the same as the one on her forehead.
"My dear girl! I have waited for you for fifty years, and finally you are here. Let's go! I will take you to Xuantian Sect."
Yu Jinshu looked surprised: "What's going on?"
The old immortal looked at the silly girl, stroked his beard and smiled, "I had a fortune-teller read for myself fifty years ago, and learned that I would have a female disciple with a mole between her eyebrows and on her palm."
Yu Jinshu had never looked in the mirror since he was reincarnated.
She calmed down and searched her memory.
Yes, she also has a petal-shaped mole between her eyebrows, which is exactly the same as the one on the palm of her right hand. People in the village say that this is a mole that brings bad luck to her family, so her parents died when she was young.
The villagers did not dare to take her home to raise her, so they only sent her some food and did not dare to talk to her much on weekdays.
Even so, she was grateful to the villagers for not letting her starve to death.
She looked closely at the small peach-pink petal-shaped mole on the palm of her right hand. It was beautiful and unique.
She wondered if the old immortal was a liar, but she was sure that no one knew that she had a petal-shaped mole on the palm of her hand.
The old immortal got up and packed up his stall.
The stall owner selling groceries nearby asked curiously, "Old Immortal, why are you closing your stall?"
The old immortal laughed and said, "I have waited for my disciple to come and will return to the immortal gate."
The grocery vendor was very surprised: "Old Immortal, you've been setting up your stall here for fifty years! Are you quitting now? Are you not staying here anymore?"
The old immortal smiled and said, "No, no, I set up the stall here just to wait for my disciple. My disciple came looking for me today, so I should leave now."
Several stall owners gathered around and looked at the old immortal's disciple curiously. She was very pretty and had a strange and beautiful petal-shaped mole between her eyebrows.
One of the stall owners asked, "Girl, are you the reincarnation of a god?"
Yu Jinshu was a little confused: "I, I don't know either."
The old immortal came to smooth things over: "How could she remember things from her previous life? Fifty years ago, I calculated that I would have a female disciple, and at that time she was still in her previous reincarnation!"
Yu Jinshu touched the back of her head. She also found it magical to hear what the old immortal said.
Could it be that this world really has past lives and present lives, and is subject to reincarnation?
The old immortal took Yu Jinshu away like this.
"Old Immortal, you've lived here for fifty years, don't you want to go back and clean up?"
The old immortal turned around and looked at Yu Jinshu with a smile: "I have lived on this market street for the past fifty years."
Yu Jinshu imagined the people sleeping on the streets in modern society and blurted out, "Homeless people?"
The old immortal had never heard anyone call him a vagabond, but he understood the meaning of these three words literally, "Not a vagabond, but a cultivator of the Way, and anywhere can be his home."
He added, "From now on, please don't call me Old Immortal. My Taoist reputation is safe and sound."
Yu Jinshu: "Nothing is wrong."
Wuyang: "Just call me Master."
Yu Jinshu thought to herself that she had picked up a master for free, and this master said he would take her to Xuantian Sect.
Her expression straightened as she knelt on the ground, "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"
Wuyang was delighted to see his disciple being so obedient. He said with a smile, "Okay, okay, please stand up, disciple! Seeing how skinny you are, I'm sure you've had a miserable life. From now on, Master will definitely raise you to be plump and healthy."
Yu Jinshu stood up and said with a smile, "Master, you sleep on the street, and you can still keep me plump and white?"
Wuyang smiled proudly, "I have saved a lot of money in the past fifty years. I have been frugal on a daily basis, just waiting for you to appear, so that I can leave it for you to spend in the future."
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