Jiang Sheng was busy until dark. When Younu went up to call for help, he realized it was dark. He stood up and put the collection of talismans back. He was only halfway through copying it.
Put it away, come back tomorrow to copy it, nodded: "I'll put the books in order and go down right away."
You Nu nodded with a blank look in his eyes, then turned and went downstairs.
Jiang Sheng looked at the pile of books on the table, picked them up and put them back in their original places one by one. Using the books to cover them, the copied booklet was thrown into the space.
Arriving on the first floor, You Nu went forward to check and confirmed that he had no books on him. Then, a rigid voice sounded: "Elder Kong, please go back. The library is about to close. If you want to come, please come back tomorrow morning."
"Okay, thank you very much."
Jiang Sheng walked towards his own palace. On the way, people kept coming up to him and trying to get close to him. "Hello, Elder Kong. I wonder which palace you live in? Can I come visit you someday?"
"...Qingzhu Hall, but this elder is a bit busy every day. If you want to go, try to go at night. I'm not here most of the time during the day."
The visitor said cheerfully, "Okay, then I won't bother Elder Kong anymore."
As they watched the man walk away, everyone gathered together and whispered.
"This new elder has a stubborn temper. He refused so bluntly. I'm afraid he's not easy to approach. What was he doing during the day?"
One person said, "Looks like he's heading towards the library. He's probably another serious nerd who doesn't like to interact with people. Oh, let's go back."
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Jiang Sheng pushed open the door, and Cuiwei came to greet him: "My lord, you are back. The food is still warm in the kitchen. I will bring it to you."
"Well, have you all eaten yet?"
"Your Excellency, we haven't eaten yet. According to the rules, if you are on the mountain, we can't eat if you don't eat."
Cuiwei said this seriously.
Jiang Sheng was puzzled and asked, "Why? Who made this weird rule? It's okay if I don't come back in the future. You guys can eat first when the time comes and leave some for me."
"This...this is against the rules."
"It doesn't matter. This is my palace and I have the final say. As long as you don't spread it, who would know so much?"
Cuiwei's heart was gently touched. She looked up at him with some emotion and a sore nose. She had been a slave in the temple for so long, but this was the first time someone treated them like human beings.
"Thank you for your grace, my lord."
"The food has been brought to the room. Where is Yanyan? Are all the others asleep?"
"Yanyan...I'll go look for the other children. They're all planting vegetables in the backyard. They should be almost done. I'll go call them."
Jiang Sheng nodded and walked into the room.
After washing up after dinner, Jiang Sheng sat on the bed and looked through the half-copied collection of talismans. He secretly memorized the talismans in his mind so that he could use them when he returned home.
The next morning, Jiang Sheng arrived at Fu Palace on time.
When the others saw him coming, they hurried over and said enthusiastically, "Hello, Elder Kong. You will come here every day from now on, but what we are learning now will probably be of no use to you, Elder Kong."
"Yeah, we haven't learned it yet, but you've already learned it. There's no point in listening to it anymore."
Jiang Sheng said calmly, "Well, I understand."
He said he understood, but his body just sat there motionless. Seeing this, others didn't know what to say.
This time other elders came and looked over from time to time to ask questions. Of course Jiang Sheng had no way of answering them. He had only been attending the class for a short time, so how could he know what to pay attention to when drawing the talismans?
Isn't it just a matter of following the drawing? Why is it so complicated? The person who was punished by the elder to listen to the lecture at the door had a rare look of confusion in his eyes.
After finally getting through the get out of class, Jiang Sheng wanted to go to the Alchemy Hall to take a look, but someone behind him called out, "Youkong, stop and come over here."
He turned around and walked towards the three elders, bowing his head slightly: "Greetings, three elders, what can I do for you?"
The wrinkled old man said sternly, "You are the talented child that Elder Fu was talking about. I heard that you are also interested in alchemy. My child, talent is a good thing, but being too ambitious is not."
Elder Fu stroked his beard and nodded in agreement.
If this guy wasn't really talented and he didn't value his talent, he wouldn't have gone to so much trouble to find a lobbyist.
Jiang Sheng glanced at the three of them and hummed, "The elder is right, but I still want to try. If I don't even try, I will already be setting myself up for failure."
"Then a lot of things will be very complicated. Wouldn't I dare not take a single step? Even if I fail, so what? I can teleport so I won't be killed by the furnace. That's enough."
The bald man in the corner raised his head and smiled compassionately, "Oh, your idea is different from others. I heard that you even broke the talent stone."
"The old bald donkey who read your fortune is still unconscious. Your fate is quite interesting. Come, draw a stick and let me read it."
Jiang Sheng looked at him hesitantly: "If anything happens, will you come to me?"
The bald man laughed heartily upon hearing this and waved his hands, "I won't look for you. If anything happens, it only means that your fate is too strange. I don't have the ability to predict it. Even if something happens, it's your own fault."
"...Okay, I'll take it."
With a click, the stick fell to the ground with a slight sound.
Jiang Sheng handed the stick over, and saw that the other party was stunned, staring blankly at the wordless stick. "No words, that means it cannot be deduced. This is the first time I have seen it."
After the monk finished speaking, he wanted to continue calculating something, but his eyelids suddenly twitched and he subconsciously felt uneasy. Then he heard a loud bang and a bolt of lightning struck down directly.
The sound of tiles breaking was heard, and Jiang Sheng subconsciously grabbed the person next to him and moved away instantly. When the dust settled, the monk was covered in dust, holding his still bleeding head.
It looks so pitiful.
Master Fu looked at the embarrassed man, his mouth twitching: "Youwu, besides looking at the sticks, did you also calculate something else? Otherwise, why did this heavenly punishment suddenly appear?"
The monk stood up and dusted himself off. He looked up at the hole in the roof and sighed helplessly, "I can't tell... my fate."
"I just wanted to do some calculations, but who knew that just by thinking that, I would be struck by lightning, leaving me half dead."
He just had a thought. The old man started to look at this person's fate directly. No wonder he was half dead. Thinking about it, he felt scared.
If it doesn’t count, then forget it.
The bald man sighed and said, "Forget it, forget it. Your fate cannot be calculated. Don't let anyone calculate it in the future. Otherwise, everyone who calculates will die. He walked back."
"Old Fu, it's up to you. If he doesn't want to be your true disciple, then forget it. But with his fate, wouldn't you be afraid of being struck by lightning if you asked him to call you Master?"
Elder Fu remained silent.
He is a little scared now. It is really too weird.
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