I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 315: Blind Fortune Teller, Clues

The inn was bustling with people, and many foreign merchants stopped here to rest - no one knew why there were human merchants in a demon king's city.

Even this urban area where humans live is very prosperous, and passers-by on the long bluestone streets are leisurely, without any sense of urgency that their future may be in jeopardy.

The warm sunlight filtered through the wooden window and fell into the upper room of the inn. Zhou Mu slowly got up from the bed. Next to him was Xiao Nian, who was holding her little head in her hands and staring at him.

"Lao Zhou?" she asked, "Are you awake?"

"Well, wake up."

Zhou Mu nodded and stood up. After pondering for a moment, he quickly walked to the wooden window facing the sunlight and stared outside through the gap in the carved wooden window.

There doesn't seem to be any difference.

It seems to be no different from before he went back to the ancient times.

Hasn’t the Ancient Alliance changed now?
Looking at the crowd on the street, Zhou Mu frowned slightly:

"Xiao Nian, would you like to go shopping for a while?"

"OK."

Yang Niannian nodded obediently, her eyes narrowed into crescents with a smile - she was still a little girl after all.

After escaping from Quanjue City, she worked as a temple goddess for seven years. She acted holy in front of people, but remained the same behind their backs. She was the servant who greeted and saw off guests, and the girl who cursed while taking a bath in the well.

Yang Niannian has a unique kind of vitality that belongs to young boys and girls - something that Zhou Mu should have at his age.

But he has actually gone through countless billions of years and has grown old.

Old people always like to see their younger generations being lively.

"Let's go." Zhou Mu spoke gently, taking Xiao Nian out of the inn and walking onto the bustling long street.

There were many vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the street, and children playing and laughing. The atmosphere was even better than that of the Five Kings City.

It doesn't look like a demon city at all, but rather like a peaceful and prosperous period of the ancient human dynasty.

Smoke rises from every household, a blind old fortune teller charges five cents for a divination, and there are piles of children at the candy shop at the end of the street, with children's songs and hawking sounds intertwined.

Peaceful, tranquil and beautiful.

"Old Zhou, would you like to have some candied haws?"

"can."

Yang Niannian had a clear and pleasant laugh, and she spent two cents to buy two large candied haws - the copper coins were made by her, following the pattern of coins used by passers-by, and she fabricated and reconstructed the material out of thin air.

Although she has not yet fully activated her bloodline, it is already very impressive, standing at the level of a beginner. Zhou Mu estimates that when Xiao Nian's bloodline is fully integrated, she will probably be a top-notch powerful person.

The daughter of Lord Erlang and a pure-blooded true dragon is herself a top-notch innate creature, but her talent is covered in dust.

Zhou Mu took the bright red candied haws and took a bite. The sugar coating was crispy and sticky, and the hawthorn inside was just the right amount of sour and tasted good.

"If the whole world is like this," Zhou Mu sighed softly.

He continued to walk side by side with Xiao Nian on the street, enjoying the quiet feeling. There was no wildness and vastness of the ancient times.
There is no complexity and intricacy in the Tao and the Dao of Principle, no Taoist friends who need to be treated with courtesy, and no life-and-death struggle.

Just like an ordinary person, an ordinary citizen.

It took nearly half an hour to walk from the beginning to the end of the street, a distance of only a few hundred meters - Xiao Nian, that girl, was greedy for everything she saw.
From pancakes, roasted sweet potatoes, and rice balls, to thin willow noodles, fried dumplings, and osmanthus cakes, and all of these, plus gold and silver jewelry she had never seen before, jade rings and bone bracelets, she bought one whenever she saw one.

This really made things difficult for Zhou Mu - Yang Niannian couldn't carry so many things with her two hands.

However, his mind became increasingly calm and peaceful, and in just half an hour, he had washed away most of the spiritual dust brought by the ancient years.

Zhou Mu looked at him and he didn't seem so haggard anymore.

“Fortune telling.”

Yang Niannian held the small wooden bowl and ate a big glutinous rice ball in one mouthful. Her mouth was stuffed full and her eyes fell towards the fortune-telling stall at the end of the street.

Zhou Mu, who was holding a bamboo basket filled with various small items, also looked up.
The fortune-teller was an old man with his eyes covered with black cloth and a bamboo stick leaning against his side - a blind man.

Behind the old blind man stood a flag with the words "Calculate the World" written on it, and in his hand he was playing with a tortoise shell that looked very old.

"Old Zhou, can you calculate it?" Yang Niannian was very interested.

Zhou Mu was carrying a large bamboo basket and nodded leisurely - he was not so idle, but...
We've reached the end of the street.

Leaving this street, my leisure time ends here, my peace and quiet ends here, I will no longer be a commoner, but a new Three Pure Ones who will scheme for everything, the mastermind behind the most ancient alliance, the God of Heaven, the true king.

Sometimes, he is actually quite tired.

The two walked side by side to the divination stand. The old blind man who was playing with the tortoise shell moved his ears, raised his head, and said with a smile:
"Are you trying to predict my future fortune or recent luck? Or is it to predict my marriage or offspring?"

Yang Niannian chewed the soft and sticky glutinous rice balls in big mouthfuls and said indistinctly:
"Old man, are you accurate?"

The old blind man sat up straight, holding the tortoise shell in one hand and patting the pole behind him with the other hand. He raised his head slightly, and said calmly and mysteriously:

"Calculate the world."

He stretched out his tone and pronounced his words very heavily, which sounded somewhat funny. Yang Niannian burst out laughing, and a few drops of sesame seeds in the glutinous rice balls flowed from the corners of her mouth.

She wiped her mouth and asked with blinking eyes:

"Then you come and calculate, what should we calculate?"

The old blind man snorted arrogantly, stretched out his hand, shook it three times, and then said:

"It's within reach, it's within reach!"

As he spoke, he rubbed the tortoise shell in his hand and muttered something incomprehensible. Yang Niannian was very interested.

Zhou Mu frowned slightly. He sensed the change of time.

Where does the change in time come from?
While he was in doubt, the old blind man had already put down his tortoise shell, covered his eyes with a black cloth, pointed his finger at Yang Niannian, and said in a mysterious way:
"You want to calculate your father's whereabouts?"

Yang Niannian widened her eyes:

"Really? You, how did you know?"

The old blind man patted the flag with the words "Calculate the World" written on it behind him, looking very proud, and pointed his finger at Zhou Mu:
"There's another guest here, right? Let me calculate."

He calculated for a while, then said with certainty:

"My dear guest, what you want to calculate is your marriage, right?"

The pigeon in Zhou Mu's sleeve popped its head out and rubbed Zhou Mu's hand. He laughed and shook his head:

"No."

"No?" The old blind man was stunned: "What does the guest want?"

Zhou Mu hesitated for a moment and said with a smile:
"Heir."

As soon as he finished speaking, his brows furrowed again - time had changed again.

This time, it’s extremely clear!

Zhou Mu was slightly dazed for a moment, and found that the passerby who had just passed by had returned to a moment ago, and found that the pigeon that was rubbing against his hand had retracted its sleeve.
The old blind man in front of me was shaking his head:
"What the client wants to calculate is his offspring, right or wrong?"

The pigeon poked its little head out from its sleeve and rubbed Zhou Mu's hand.

Zhou Mu was stunned and speechless.

So this is the algorithm.

But it's a bit of an overkill. Compared with controlling time, prying into the secrets of heaven is an extremely simple matter.

But this old blind man actually spent his greatest effort and used the most powerful means to perform divination?
Ask for the result, then go back in time and give the answer.

this.
That's a bit interesting.

Zhou Mu stared at the smug old blind man. The source of the time fluctuations just now did not come from him, but from some unknown void - did this old blind man borrow the power of some powerful creature?

Strange, strange, strange.

The old blind man spoke again at this time, his tone a little heavier:
"My dear guest, is my calculation correct or not?"

"Yes." Zhou Mu nodded lightly.

The old blind man bared his big yellow teeth:
"This is for two divinations, a total of ten cents. If you two want to continue to calculate the father and offspring, you have to add another ten cents!"

"Here!" Yang Niannian handed over twenty cents with great interest.

The old blind man began to tell fortunes, but this time, there was no fluctuation of time, let alone fluctuation of the secrets of heaven. He was not telling fortunes at all. He was just talking nonsense and saying some ambiguous words, which frightened Yang Niannian.
When interpreting the hexagram for Zhou Mu, the old blind man used the same old tricks and made some ambiguous remarks, which were consistent with most people's situations.

It's like Zhou Mu's interpretation of his horoscope in his previous life.
"The divination is complete!" the old blind man sang loudly, put away the twenty cents, and began to rub and play with the tortoise shell again.

"Let's go, Old Zhou." Xiao Nian was also satisfied. She pulled Zhou Mu to leave, but found that the latter did not move.

"Old Zhou?" Yang Niannian was stunned.

Zhou Mu waved his hand, walked forward, and squatted in front of the old blind man. The latter seemed to realize something:
"Did you feel that it is inaccurate? My fortune-telling is 90% accurate, and my assertion is 80% accurate. If you feel that it is inaccurate, it is your problem, and I will not refund the fortune-telling fee!"

Zhou Mu smiled and did not answer. He just made a swift move and tore off the black cloth covering the old blind man's face!
A pair of old eyes appeared.

"You are not blind!" Yang Niannian shouted.

The old blind man said angrily:
"Young man, how dare you attack me by surprise? How dare you!"

The next moment, time went back to the time when Zhou Mu reached out to grab the black cloth. The old blind man nimbly turned his head to avoid it.

Zhou Mu's hand still pulled the black cloth down.

"You are not blind!" Yang Niannian shouted.

The old blind man was stunned, his eyelids twitching, and time went back again - the time went back quite a bit, back to when Yang Niannian pulled Zhou Mu to stop in front of the fortune-telling stall.

"I have finished my fortune telling today. I will not tell you any more fortunes if any guests come!" the old blind man shouted, then he stood up slowly and started packing up his fortune telling stall.
Yang Niannian, who was holding the glutinous rice balls, was a little disappointed and muttered:

"I want to calculate it!"

Just as she finished speaking, she saw Lao Zhou walk up and tear off the black cloth on the face of the old blind fortune teller.

Eyes wide open.

"You, you, you..." The old blind man looked at the young man in front of him with a half-smile on his face, realized something, and his scalp suddenly exploded!
The cold air started from his tailbone and instantly surged throughout his body!

'Snapped! ! '

The old blind man snapped his fingers fiercely, and time went back for the third time.

"Old Zhou, would you like some candied haws?"

It was when Zhou Mu and Yang Niannian started shopping.

The old blind man at the end of the street disappeared, or rather, he had never been there.

This time, the time changes were relatively large. Zhou Mu locked onto the source of the power that disturbed time, and the source of the power borrowed by the old blind man - it was not in the human world.

In Jiuyou.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the [Ultimate Ancient Land] that was pressing down on the Nine Netherworlds.

(End of this chapter)