Inheriting a Taoist temple, the story begins with Wu Zetian offering incense.

Chapter 360 Warning! [Requesting Monthly Tickets]

At the highway exit in Yiyang City, Uncle Ming sat in the driver's seat of a U8L, handing a thermos to Grandma Ji in the passenger seat.

"Auntie, have some jujube tea to warm yourself up. My wife prepared this especially for you. Thank you for your care over the years."

Grandma Ji had been stealing Uncle Ming's business, which allowed Uncle Ming to retain a bit of good fortune and avoid an unexpected death. Now that everything has been explained, the family regards Grandma Ji as their benefactor.

During this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Grandma Ji stayed at Uncle Ming's villa... Zhou Yi had something to do, so the old lady didn't dare to go back to Chengdu for the Mid-Autumn Festival, fearing that something might happen to Zhou Yi and she wouldn't be able to explain it to Master Zhou.

Even the family-oriented Old Joe didn't return to Taiyuan. Instead, he bought an apartment upstairs in Wankelai. After experiencing the special nature of this blessed place, he bought ten more apartments, which surprised the apartment manager.

The blind man traveled to several places during the Mid-Autumn Festival, including airports, high-speed rail stations, train stations, and bus stations. He made arrangements at all of them so that he could sense when people from the capital came.

Last night, he went to visit Lao Qiao. The two of them, having nothing to do, used the merits on Lao Qiao's body to deduce that the group of Manchu living dead might come to Yiyang from the highway. So early this morning, they brought a few people to the highway exit to wait.

Grandma Ji unscrewed the thermos and asked the blind man in the back seat:
"Mr. Han, how confident are you about the results of your calculations?"

The blind man broke off a piece of baked flatbread from the blast oven, put it in his mouth, and slowly chewed it.

"More than 70% of the time, the merits on Old Qiao's body are a natural counter to the Qing Dynasty. Even if those living dead have a backup plan, it can still be deduced... It's a pity that I don't have my abacus. If I had my abacus, I could even deduce their license plate numbers."

The blind man was very confident, especially after he used the Bagua formation to deduce the capital of the Song Dynasty in the Sanqing Hall last time. He felt like he had a cheat code, and he knew the identities and origins of everyone who participated in the deduction.

Through deduction, he gained a deeper understanding of the Bagua abacus, but the more he did so, the more he doubted whether such a sacred object really belonged to the Han family.

The Han family's understanding of the Bagua abacus had always remained superficial. However, during the last deduction, thanks to the existence of the I Ching, he unlocked many uses of the Bagua abacus, and even mastered some of the geomancy techniques.

It felt like the family's secret treasure, passed down through generations, didn't belong to the Han family at all. Instead, it seemed like they had gone through a lot of trouble to keep it safe for the Zhou family grandfather and grandson.

It's a pity that Zhou Banxian wasn't there, otherwise the blind man would have really wanted to grab him by the neck and loudly question him about the meaning of all this.

Uncle Ming was eating an egg pancake, and he muttered:

"Wouldn't it be better if we just went to Yunwu Town and waited there? We could even eat the fried sugar cakes made by that old man there. Wouldn't that be better than this godforsaken highway exit?"

Old Joe ate the same oven-baked flatbread as the blind man, but he added some pickled vegetable shreds to it:

"The other party has made arrangements in their car. They will focus on defense after exiting the highway. The highway exit is 40 kilometers away from Yunwu Town, which is neither too far nor too close. The moment they exit the highway, they will unconsciously relax their minds and bodies and prepare to dismantle Hunyuan Palace... These people are too bold. They just go to Hunyuan Palace so brazenly. Even if Xiao Yi doesn't take action, they won't get the slightest advantage, right?"

During the simulation, everyone felt the gaze of the deity. That gaze was condescending and devoid of any emotion, unconsciously instilling in people a strong sense of inferiority, making them feel like ants.

If someone could feel this way even in the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, then the feeling would probably be even stronger for someone who went directly to Hunyuan Palace to cause trouble.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was gradually turning dark. The group had waited all day, which was a bit unbearable for Uncle Ming, who was participating in a major operation for the first time, but the blind man, Old Qiaoji, and the old woman were used to it.

As the group was eating, a Mercedes-Benz van with a Beijing license plate exited the highway, and the blind man paused in his act of breaking up a sesame seed cake.
"They've arrived, eight people in total... Are they representatives of the Eight Banners?"

Old Joe also has a very strong sense of perception:

"The driver was clearly not one of them; he must have chartered the car... These guys have already made over a billion yuan each by reselling cultural relics, and they're actually using chartered cars—they're really cautious."

Although Grandma Ji's sensory abilities weren't strong, she had nothing to do that morning, so she hung several small paper lanterns at the highway entrance and exit, which could also be used as eyes:

"They've been dressed the same way all these years. If you didn't know better, you'd think the Qing Dynasty hadn't fallen."

Uncle Ming was stunned for a moment. He couldn't sense anything, but he felt that the egg pancake he had just bought was a bit too salty, and he wanted to have some multigrain soy milk to smooth it out.

The minivan exited the highway and headed straight for Yunwu Town. When it passed the Yangwang U8L, the driver honked the horn once, fearing that the vehicle might suddenly start and cause a collision.

Grandma Ji opened her handbag, took out a rather oddly shaped pendant, hung it on the rearview mirror, and said to Uncle Ming:

"Let's drive."

Uncle Ming agreed, put away the unfinished egg pancake, and started the car while keeping an eye on Old Lady Ji's ritual implements:

"What is this?"

"Zhou Banxian instructed me to make a tracking artifact. No matter how it is tracked, it will not attract the attention of the car in front, and at the same time, it can also block the detection of metaphysics."

Uncle Ming clicked his tongue:
"This is a treasure for catching mistresses. If used properly, it can make a lot of money."

This guy used to be a middleman and made a lot of dirty money. After hearing about how to use the tracking magic artifact, he immediately thought of seven or eight ways to make money.

Chasing after mistresses, investigating extramarital affairs, preventing being caught cheating, etc... It can only be said that Uncle Ming's declining fortune is directly related to his personality of making money from anything.

He started his car and followed the van at a distance, not daring to get too close. Old Joe asked:

"Should we tell Xiao Yi?"

The blind man shook his head:

"No need. Let's test this kid's reaction ability. We've been waiting all day, let's enjoy the pleasure of watching the show from behind the scenes."

Uncle Ming pursed his lips, feeling no joy at all, but instead his buttocks ached from sitting. If he had known he would have to wait a whole day, he would have bought some braised pig tails and duck necks to take on the ride.

Meanwhile, inside the Hunyuan Palace, everyone was having dinner.

The weather was damp and chilly tonight, so Zhou Yi made a dry pot of braised chicken with pork intestines. He cooked a plump rooster and a set of cleaned pork intestines together in a dry pot, added some side dishes, and made it spicy and delicious with rice.

Zhao Xu held a small bowl of rice, eating as he talked about his experiences in Luoyang. He said he would send some Tangut prisoners to Luoyang as soon as possible to work and prepare for the establishment of the capital.

Xin Qiji learned how to operate an excavator. When the new excavator arrived, he drove it over there, taught the people in the base area, and then went to plunder the grain of the Jin people.

We can't just sit and wait for things to happen; we have to take the initiative.

The skill of transporting grain anytime, anywhere was enough to give the Jin people a hard time.

Zhao Rui looked at Xin Qiji and asked obediently:
"Commander Xin, you stole grain from the Jin people, could you give me a granary of it?"

Xin Qiji was somewhat curious:
What do you need the food for?

The little girl picked up a French fry from the pot, put it in her mouth, and ate it with relish.

"Before coming to Hunyuan Palace, my sister and I stayed at Uncle Gan's house for a while and ate a lot of their food. My sister and I felt bad and wanted to give Uncle Gan some food."

Hearing these obedient words, Zhou Yi was very pleased and gave the two chicken drumsticks to the sisters:

“Your Uncle Gan has grain at home, so there’s no need to give any. But you can give some grain to the Imperial Guards later, so they won’t go hungry before they even reach the Southern Xiongnu settlement.”

Xin Qiji said:
"I will put the grain in the yard and give it to wherever it is needed. There is no need to be polite with the Jin people. They eat and take what belongs to China, so it is time for them to pay some interest."

While they were eating, Xi Shi returned... With the leaves of Emperor Gouchen, she no longer needed to spend the night in the wild. She could return here to rest when it got dark and then go back to continue her journey early the next morning.

Xi Shi placed her bicycle at the entrance of the Sanqing Rear Hall, took out the leaf from her bosom, and was about to wash her hands and eat when she saw the golden veins on the leaf flickering.

She didn't understand what it meant, so she quickly presented it to Zhou Yi:

"Master, this leaf is glowing, what does that mean?"

I'm not entirely sure about the Book of Changes either:
"It feels like a warning, but when would there be a need to warn Hunyuan Palace? Could it be that Jehovah is about to lead an attack on Yunwu Mountain?"

He made a joke, then went to the Sanqing Hall and placed the leaf on the Bagua abacus.

I've used the abacus today, so I can't do divination anymore. Zhouyi plans to try the abacus's passive skill to see if there's any reaction when I put leaves on it.

As expected, the abacus beads started clicking and rattling. When the clicking stopped, a divination result appeared, which, when interpreted, became a reminder:
"Someone has invaded Hunyuan Palace tonight."

The word "invasion" gave Zhou Yi a sudden feeling of Japanese devils invading.

Upon hearing of the invasion, Zhao Xu immediately grabbed Li Shimin's spear to protect Hunyuan Palace, and Xin Qiji also took out the cleaver he had hidden in the Wucheng King's Hall... As a great talent, it's normal for me to carry a flat-headed cleaver with me, right?

Wu Zetian analyzed:

"If it were just ordinary petty thieves invading, the divination wouldn't issue such a formal warning, let alone use the word 'invasion.' This word is usually only used when foreign races ravage the land of China... Immortal Master, is it the group of money-tailed rats that Grandpa mentioned coming?"

Zhou Yi slapped his forehead. If those bastards came over, it would make sense.

He was about to call the blind man, but remembering his grandfather's words that he couldn't rely on these people, he decided to deal with it on his own.

In terms of martial arts, Xin Qiji and Zhao Xu are both experts, and Wu Meiniang and Zhao Xu both have the destiny of emperors, so they won't be easily defeated. In addition, everyone has protective divine lightning... They are not very strong, but we can play with them.

Knowing that the Zhao sisters, Zhao Yan and Zhao Rui, did not have a token and could not summon divine lightning, Zhou Yi instructed them to kneel before the statues of the Three Pure Ones after finishing their meal and recite the "Treatise on the Response of the Supreme Being." Wu Meiniang and Xi Shi were to guard the main gate and, no matter what happened, to strike lightning first.

All mystical techniques in this world can be broken by divine lightning. If that doesn't work, then summon the Five Elements Protective Divine Lightning... There are immortals in the courtyard. For now, I can't think of any villain who can suppress them.

After the meal, Zhou Yi distributed the magical artifacts to everyone, then changed into a black Taoist robe, slung a black cloth bag over his shoulder filled with purple talismans, and, holding the most prestigious sword in China—the Chun Jun Sword—led Zhao Xu and Xin Qiji down the mountain path to meet the Manchu Tartars who had come from afar…

(End of this chapter)