The old Taoist priest, without regard for Zhao Youliang's feelings, began to tell the truth.
"A child without offspring is one who will never have children."
"What? What the hell?" Zhao Youliang was completely taken aback when he heard the words "no descendants for life".
"You mean I'll never find a girlfriend in my life?"
"The household registration book ends with my page? The end?!"
After a lot of persuasion from police officer Xiao Zhao, Zhao Youliang finally recovered a little from the heavy blow.
With a mournful face, he asked the old Taoist priest.
"Master Dao, let me ask you, in all these years of fortune telling, have you ever made a mistake?"
"Even once counts!"
Once again, it has been proven that Lao Dao of Maotai is an absolutely straightforward person.
Completely ignoring Zhao Youliang's almost pleading gaze, he spoke in a 37-degree voice as if the temperature were over 100 degrees below zero.
"Although I am not skilled in divination and prediction, I have never made a mistake in my calculations in all my years of living in this world."
These words, when they reached Zhao Youliang's ears, were like a thunderclap, striking right on the forehead of someone who had almost died and was just catching his breath.
So Zhao Youliang collapsed without uttering a sound.
When he woke up, the first thing he saw was the serious face of the old Taoist priest.
"Master Daoist, please stay away from me. I see you're scared... Um, is there any hope for me, this childless boy with no heir?"
As a fellow man, the old Taoist priest understood Zhao Youliang's feelings very well.
However, being straightforward, he decided to tell the truth: "Throughout history, there have been very few people who have been able to defy fate and change their destiny."
"Sigh, small things can be changed, but big things... are difficult!"
"Unless you encounter a truly powerful being, someone whose words become law."
"Master Dao, according to you, does that mean I have no choice but to 'give up on treatment'?!"
The old man from Maotai nodded deeply: "Yes!"
"As I said before, unless you're incredibly lucky and encounter a true master who's willing to guide you!"
"Incredible luck?" Upon hearing these four words, Zhao Youliang truly lost all hope.
He knows his own luck best; it's like his mother opened the door to even more bad luck, he's had the worst luck ever!
Falling on flat ground or waking up to find your mouth crooked are just everyday occurrences.
Even farting can injure your heel, and drinking cold water can cause problems with your teeth!
With this much bad luck, you still expect luck to turn around? Forget it, go to bed...
If someone else had suffered such a blow, they would have been disheartened and given up.
But Zhao Youliang was used to hardship from a young age, and he grew up amidst constant setbacks and torment.
Therefore, he quickly put his bachelor spirit to the extreme and cheered himself up.
"Forget it, do whatever you want!"
"So what if we can't find a wife? We're saving money and don't have to pay a bride price!"
"This is the perfect opportunity to save money for my dad's medical treatment and to send my sister to university!"
Just as Zhao Youliang was about to pull himself together, the muttering of police officer Xiao Zhao suddenly came through.
"Not every girl asks for a bride price, right? Many don't."
"At least when I got married, my parents-in-law didn't want me."
Zhao Youliang: "......"
"Hey, where's Dog Bro? Is he here? Stop eating shit and help us see our guest out!"
Before understanding Zhao Youliang's situation, the persistent and earnest old man from Maotai would certainly not leave.
Left with no other choice, Zhao Youliang recounted everything that had happened to him.
The old Taoist priest was stunned by what he heard. After carefully examining the strange paper-making shop again, he sighed softly.
"May the Heavenly Venerable grant boundless blessings."
"I never expected that you, young brother, would have such a bumpy and bizarre experience. There are too many things that I cannot understand or solve."
"Regarding your wish to become an apprentice and cultivate... please forgive me, but I cannot agree."
"Because I am not yet at the level where I can take on disciples and teach them... But it is fate that we met. I obtained this nameless Taoist book by chance, so I will give it to you to study slowly."
Disappointed, Zhao Youliang took the Taoist book and examined it closely, discovering that it was indeed an old object.
The pages are made of ancient Xuan paper, bound with hemp thread, and many of the characters are already blurred and illegible.
Even without the blurry parts, Zhao Youliang didn't recognize many of them.
Not only are they all written in traditional Chinese characters, but they're also all handwritten in cursive script...
Even though he was extremely disappointed, Zhao Youliang still politely put the Taoist book into his pocket.
After all, this was a kind gesture from the Taoist priest who sells Moutai.
Furthermore, the Maotai Taoist is not related to me at all; this is only our second meeting, so it's already quite good that he's done this much.
Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Officer Zhao accompanied the old Taoist priest away.
As they walked, Xiao Zhao thanked the other party on behalf of Zhao Youliang.
"Thank you, Master Dao. Thank you for giving me the Quantum Dao Book."
"He was a good person, but his life was just too hard..."
Surprisingly, the old Taoist priest looked completely bewildered after hearing what Xiao Zhao said.
"Taoist texts? What Taoist texts?"
"Officer Zhao, what are you saying? I'm completely confused."
Seeing the Maotai Taoist's reaction, Xiao Zhao thought he was doing a good deed and didn't want to leave his name, so he just smiled and didn't say anything more.
Meanwhile, the mysterious Wang Youcai was watching from afar, muttering to himself.
"Brother, my identity is really not suitable for me to meet you, as it would bring you boundless disaster."
Take care of yourself.
After saying that, he sank into the earth little by little, just like an ordinary person sinking into quicksand.
Inside the paper-making shop, Zhao Youliang was scratching his head, looking at the Taoist book he had just acquired, much like we were when we first heard about quantum physics.
"Oh dear, look at my bad luck: I finally got a book, but I only recognize a few words on the cover. What am I going to do?"
"But what kind of lousy name is this? Why is it called 'Laozi Misses You's Note'?"
"Is this a typo? It should be 'I miss you,' followed by a space, and then the character '着', right?"
"Could the author of this book be named Lao Tzu Misses You?!"
Upon seeing such an unreliable author's name, Zhao Youliang immediately lost faith in the book.
Thinking about it, it's not Zhao Youliang's fault. Let's put ourselves in his shoes:
Imagine one day we go on an adventure, and after going through countless hardships, we finally find a martial arts manual.
But upon closer inspection, it turns out the author of this ancient manual is named "Laozi Xiangni" (meaning "I Miss You"). Would we still practice according to this manual?
It's considered good-natured not to tear it to shreds on the spot!
Fortunately, Zhao Youliang had a good temper, and he was used to being frugal, so he didn't tear up the "secret manual" but simply put it under his pillow.
"No matter what, it's the kindness of that Moutai Daoye (a famous businessman) that's showing his appreciation. Let's keep it."
"Sigh, it seems my path of cultivation is blocked again. How can I rescue Brother Huang and then avenge Uncle Sun?"
"Golden-armored corpse, golden-armored corpse, it sounds incredibly powerful and sinister..."
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