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

Chapter 38 Chen Tang: I'm going to do a big deal! [Seeking monthly votes]

The tremor of the talisman shattered Mao Cong's worldview. He took two steps back, gasping for breath, his voice filled with fear:
"Holy crap, that talisman is actually moving... Little Master Yi, what if it tries to escape?"

Zhou Yi opened the car door and reached out to take out the talisman:

"Don't worry, once you're in, you'll never be able to get out."

After saying that, Zhou Yi strode to the crossroads, holding the talisman, and forcefully flung it towards the sun. The limp talisman instantly flew out like a playing card and burst into flames in the air.

In the firelight, Zhou Yi seemed to hear the cries and laughter of an infant again. He silently recited the "Taishang Jiuku Jing" and let the resentment dissipate with the firelight.

After doing all that, he left the intersection and returned to Mao Cong's car dealership.

At this moment, Mao Cong was on the phone, cursing the middleman. A torrent of vulgarities and vivid, rustic swear words poured out, prompting Zhou Yi to sigh in disbelief:

"If there's a level to insulting people, Mao Cong would have to be at least a PhD!"

Sun Chenglin chuckled:
"You haven't seen his mother, my aunt, scolding people. Compared to my aunt, my cousin's eloquence is at best that of a stuttering elementary school student... Every time I see my cousin being scolded, I can't help but shed a tear of sympathy."

Looking at the guy's barely suppressed grin, Zhou Yi felt that he was more interested in watching the show.

Not long after, Mao Cong hung up the phone, and Zhou Yi pointed to a white, high-spec Wuling Hongguang and asked:
"Can I try out this car?"

Mao Cong nodded quickly:

"Okay, okay, no problem... Little Master Yi, is all the dirt in the car really gone? There won't be any residue like pesticide residue, will there?"

Zhou Yi said with a smile:

"Don't worry, the resentment has dissipated, and you won't have those auditory hallucinations of a child crying anymore."

Mao Cong was very pleased and handed a bag of car keys to Sun Chenglin:

"Why don't you take Master Yi for a test drive? I'll take the Land Rover for a spin and get a feel for it."

After getting the car keys, Zhou Yi, with Gongsun Da Niang in tow, began test driving the Wuling Hongguang on the South Ring Road.

The 1.5-liter engine is economical enough, and its passenger and freight capacity is extraordinary; it can even fit the large drums and gongs used in religious ceremonies.

It can be said that this car was tailor-made for the I Ching.

After driving around for a while, the two returned to Mao Cong's shop.

Sun Chenglin pointed to the tires of the Wuling vehicle and said:
"Should we switch to high-end tires? Like off-road tires, hill climbers, and the like? Also, replace the engine, get an off-road vehicle gearbox, and add a lock to the rear axle..."

He went on and on about his modification plan, eventually figuring out that it would only cost 500,000.

Zhouyi: "..."

If I had 500,000 yuan, would I still buy a Wuling?

He test drove several high-spec Wuling Rongguang vehicles and considered several colors before finally choosing a white high-spec Wuling Hongguang.

Just then, Mao Cong drove back. He took the South Ring Road onto the East Ring Road and drove around the center of the county town. He had a very pleasant journey and could no longer hear that faint crying sound.

As long as there are no problems with the car, it's easy to sell. Mao Cong was in a good mood and said he would treat Zhou Yi to lunch.

Sun Chenglin said:
"Don't rush to eat, cousin. Master Yi helped you get rid of the resentment in the car and is now going to patronize your business. You can decide on the discount. If you don't give me enough, I'll take a megaphone and play 'Shameless' at your door every day."

Mao Cong looked at the car Zhou Yi had chosen and said that he would give away everything he could, such as insurance, floor mats, accessories, and window tinting. After all the discounts and offers, he would also reduce the price by an additional two thousand yuan, as a way of making friends.

Zhou Yi quickly paid the money and asked him to complete the formalities as soon as possible so that he could drive his new car to eat crayfish.

With nothing else to do, Sun Chenglin rummaged through Mao Cong's warehouse and put a few jacks on Zhou Yi's car. Since they were all freebies from the manufacturer, he figured he might as well take them.

By the time the formalities were completed, it was almost noon.

Mao Cong originally intended to treat everyone to a meal, but the Land Rover had a new buyer, so he had to attend to business matters first. He said that when he had time, he would definitely go to Yunwu Mountain to pray and ask for a deity's blessing.

Sun Chenglin looked at Zhou Yi and asked:

"If my cousin were to set up a statue of a god here, would he still choose Zhao Gongming?"

Zhou Yi shook his head:

"This industry is a mixed bag, so it's better to choose Guan Gong. But there's no rush, we can discuss it in detail later." When it comes to acquiring a deity statue, it depends on the client's requirements, budget, and birth date. You can't just choose randomly; after all, the most suitable one is the best.

Once the temporary license plate is affixed, Zhou Yi can leave.

Mao Cong confessed:
"Remember to go to the city vehicle management office to register your vehicle in a couple of days. Don't rush when choosing a license plate; flip through a few pages, and you might just find a good one."

The Book of Changes doesn't concern itself with this. The car is registered under the name of Hunyuan Palace. In the eyes of the gods, there is no distinction between good and bad license plates, as long as it can be driven on the road.

After saying goodbye to Mao Cong, Zhou Yi first filled up the gas tank at a nearby Sinopec, and then followed Sun Chenglin's X5 to a crayfish restaurant to eat crayfish.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Gongsun Da Niang found everything novel and fascinating.

While waiting at the traffic light, this girl, like a little money-grubber, counted on her fingers for a long time, then asked in confusion:
"Taoist Master, why didn't we buy that Land Rover first, then perform an exorcism and sell it? Wouldn't we have made more money that way? If General Chen were here, he would definitely have suggested that to you."

Zhou Yi was somewhat speechless:

"Don't learn these things from Chen Tang. Buying that Land Rover is our karma. Besides, the used car market is so murky. Even Mao Cong, an old hand, can't handle it. Why should we wade into this mess?"

Grandma Gongsun nodded, agreeing that this made sense.
"Fortunately, General Chen didn't come, otherwise he would definitely think we lost 200,000."

"Is it a loss if you don't make any money?" Zhou Yi chuckled to himself. To be honest, Tom Cruise really does have the face of a modern businessman.

As the two were talking about Chen Tang, in the Western Han Dynasty, by the Tianchi Lake in the Western Regions, Chen Tang sat listlessly in front of a steaming cauldron, waiting to eat the mutton that was about to be cooked.

Beside him sat a military officer in his forties, with a refined appearance, holding a modern book and struggling to read it.

"I, Se, Ke, Hu? Zigong, why did you change the perfectly good Tianchi to such an awkward name?"

Chen Tang sat cross-legged and threw a piece of firewood into the fire:

"Captain, you may not know this, but in the world you live in, Khotan is foreign territory, what the hell is it called... Gistan? It no longer belongs to China."

The military officer reading the text was Gan Yanshou. Upon hearing this, he sighed deeply and then instructed the clerk accompanying the army:

"Erect a stone tablet beside Tianchi and inscribe it with the words: 'This is Tianchi of China. Those foreign tribes who forcibly occupy it shall be punished.' Let's establish our status first!"

Khotan is now part of Wusun territory. When the army rested near Khotan, Wusun prince Cilimi led more than a thousand followers and brought cattle, sheep and other livestock to claim credit for the army.

At this moment, the female Li Mi was shirtless, with her trousers rolled up, leading several confidants, shouting and yelling as they fished by the Tianchi Pond, making a ruckus like a pack of wild beasts.

Gan Yanshou frowned, closed the book, turned to Chen Tang and asked:
"Chaos is coming, how should we conduct ourselves? I regret knowing what will happen, I can't eat or sleep now, and I'm powerless to change anything..."

Chen Tang immediately became dissatisfied upon hearing this:

"Old Gan, why are you so pessimistic... Yes, that's the word. The teacher said you're a typical pessimist, always thinking the worst about everything. Since we know the direction it's heading, then history is just a naked little wench, left for us to trample on."

Gan Yanshou was indeed somewhat pessimistic:
"What if things can't be changed? Besides, if we make arbitrary changes here, won't it implicate you, sir?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Tang immediately stood up, dusted himself off, and said:

"This definitely needs to be tried... What about that spicy seasoning? Give me a packet, I'll go find Prince Kangju and see if I can sell it for a good price."

Gan Yanshou opened the wooden box beside him, pulled out a packet of seasonings, and tossed it to him:

"Why is your mind so full of money?"

Chen Tang waved his hand:

"Don't worry, this time it's different. I'm going to do some of the fancy tricks you mentioned!"

After saying that, the guy tucked a packet of spicy seasoning into his pocket and went to find Prince Kangju.

Gan Yanshou continued reading and soon came across the information about the Wusun prince, Cilimi:

"Ci Limi is the son of Xingmi, the Great Kunmi of Wusun. He succeeded to the position of Great Kunmi in 33 BC. He was a man of dignity and integrity, and he reunited the fragmented Wusun, making him a major threat to the Han Dynasty... Could it be that you rushed to Tianchi to rest and recuperate because of him?"

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