Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 153 Cheating

"Thief's fate" means that one is destined to steal.

It's not that this person was destined to become an outlaw and commit murder and robbery, but rather that he had a sinister nature deep down.

If you can climb over the wall, you'll never go through the door; if you can steal, you'll never pay. The bold can make a fortune through crooked means, while the cowardly can only do petty theft and take small advantages.

But Lin Jiangsheng had a dignified and solemn face.

People with such features are usually proud and arrogant, and they disdain petty and despicable things. It is rare to see someone with such features also being a thief.

Liu Fangyue took another careful look at Lin Jiang's face.

I could only sense a hint of murderous intent hidden between the young man's brows.

My heart skipped a beat.

The Seven Killings Star occupies the Life Palace, seemingly a malevolent star descended from the heavens.

However, Liu Fangyue immediately suppressed her thoughts.

If paired with a stern and upright palm, it indicates a noble destiny with the Ziwei star in one's life.

The palm lines are chaotic, like those of a thief stealing a hook. Even if there is a fierce aura, it is obtained by stealing and changing the sky. In the end, it is difficult to achieve great things.

Judging from his embroidered robes, he must be washing away some filthy past.

Let's try to scam them.

"Young master, did you engage in some rather unrefined activities before?"

“Is there…is there?”

Lin Jiang originally wanted to say no, but when he thought about how his tiger robe had just finished digesting so much food and drink, his voice became somewhat unsteady.

really!

Liu Fangyue's mind was as clear as a mirror.

This hesitant and spitting manner perfectly matched the thief's mark on his palm.
No wonder he hurt the girl from the Minister's family.

If that girl doesn't learn her lesson, she'll only get a beating today. But if she runs into some reckless madman in the capital someday, he might as well take her life.

Composing herself, Liu Fangyue smiled and spoke:
"It seems that you have already parted ways with the past, and from now on, your path will be smooth and clear."

"Yes...really?"

Lin Jiang began to think.

Have you said goodbye to your past self?

he does not know.

But Lin Jiang felt that Liu Fangyue was probably not as skilled as the fortune teller on the street.

"Is there anything else?"

"If one has the birth date and time, one can deduce even more. But relying solely on palm lines is ultimately limited."

Liu Fangyue withdrew her hand.

The two sat facing each other for a while, staring at each other, feeling inexplicably awkward.

After a long silence, Liu Fangyue finally spoke.

"Then I'll take my leave now."

Having obtained what she needed, she had no intention of further negotiation. Lin Jiang also showed no intention of stopping her, nodding slightly as he let her leave.

Liu Fangyue gracefully bowed, and her blue robe disappeared into the crowd of people in the marketplace in an instant.

Lin Jiang's interest was piqued, and he turned and walked towards the blind fortune teller who had just finished his reading.

Since this person isn't very capable, let's go find this idle shop to do the calculations.

The old man had just been scolded by a burly man who looked like a butcher.
"You old blind donkey, you spew filth from your mouth! My wife is a rare find in the whole area, how could she do such a filthy thing!"

The surrounding idlers laughed and echoed:

"This crazy old man talks nonsense. He's from the south of the city, doesn't he know?"

"I knew this scoundrel was good at talking nonsense! He's really infuriating! It's only because the officials forbid fighting that I'd teach him a lesson!"

The butcher snorted and spat at the old blind man, who didn't care at all, slowly wiping the spit off his face and laughing to himself.

After the butcher had gone far away, Lin Jiang went to the old blind man.

"Please perform a divination."

The few idlers who had been watching the show just moments before, seeing Lin Jiang approach directly, immediately advised him:
"Young master, didn't you hear what happened just now? That old man talks nonsense all day long, you can't take his words seriously."

"Just for fun."

Seeing that they couldn't persuade him, the idlers around them had no other choice but to wait and see what would happen.

The old blind man looked embarrassed upon hearing this:

"Young master, I only calculate the number of three people each day. That butcher was already the third person. I can't calculate it for you today."

Did he pay the divination fee?

No, not at all.

"Can I still have my fortune told even if I haven't paid the divination fee?"

The old blind man indeed leaned on his bamboo cane and pondered for a moment:

“What you say makes sense, young master. The divination for debt is invalid, but we can still perform a divination for you.”

Lin Jiang simply placed the copper coins on a table to the side and then sat down in front of the old blind man.

"What do you want to calculate?"

"Let's touch your palm."

Lin Jiang handed his hand to the old man in front of him, and the old man touched it directly.

"Bone reading and face reading are my specialty. In forty years at my fortune-telling stall, I have never made a wrong prediction," the old man said with a smile.

This time, Lin Jiang made no attempt to cover it up; he told the truth as it was.

As the old man's fingertips traced the lines on his palm, Lin Jiang noticed that his expression gradually became serious.

Do you have their birth date and time?

"No."

"I see."

The old man pondered for a moment: "Looking at the palm lines alone, the Xun position is full and prosperous, and the Kan position is round and smooth, ensuring food and clothing. However, the Heaven line is broken and intermittent like a withered branch, which means that I am afraid I will go through many storms and dangers. Even if I live in a paradise, I will not be able to avoid being entangled in troubles."

Then, the old man suddenly lowered his voice and moved directly towards Lin Jiang:

"Are you perhaps already dead?"

Lin Jiang's expression remained unchanged: "Those who can converse with you, sir, are naturally people of the mortal world."

"Oh, you're right. It seems I'm getting senile." The old man sighed. "I can't see your face, so what do you look like?"

Lin Jiang thought for a moment, then shamelessly blurted out, "I'm fucking handsome."

The onlookers were about to burst into laughter, but when they saw Lin Jiang's face, they couldn't laugh anymore.

Although this kid speaks very arrogantly, he is indeed very good-looking.

If any young woman on the street saw this, she would definitely keep it in her heart.

“I can tell from your voice that you are handsome, but there are different types of handsomeness. Some are as gentle as a woman, while others are upright and righteous. Each type of face is different when paired with your hand shape.”

The old man paused for a moment, then asked, "Could I touch your face?"

"please."

The old man reached out and placed his hand on Lin Jiang's face, beginning to gently stroke it.

After a long while, the old man finally withdrew his hand.
"You really don't know about the Eight Characters?"

"really do not know."

"Palmistry and face reading are interpreted differently depending on the birth chart. If the Eating God is in the palace, it indicates a life of immense wealth; if the Seven Killings is in the star, it indicates a powerful minister who can hold sway over the court. Not to mention the Literary Star and the Martial Star, either one in the birth chart can make one a famous scholar. Unfortunately, without knowing the specific birth chart, it is difficult to make detailed judgments."

"It's alright, this will do."

Lin Jiang's expression relaxed upon hearing this.

Everyone loves to hear kind words, and he was no exception.

Judging that the time was approaching, it was time to go and collect the ginseng from Xiaoshan, so he scattered a few copper coins, humming a little tune as he strolled away.

As the figure receded into the distance, the blind old man slowly packed up his fortune-telling stall.

He packed up all the items, leaving only an empty table, and staggered away in the opposite direction.

Seeing no entertainment to be found, the idle men in the surrounding area went to the overpass to listen to crosstalk.

But they had only been on the bridge for a short while when they saw the old man in the distance turn back.

The old man plopped down on the stool and started setting up his stall again.

One of the idlers, intrigued, jogged over, bent down, and asked the old man:

"Didn't the old man complete three divinations today? Why is he open for business again?"

The old man tilted his head and gave a silly, foolish smile.
"When did I ever complete three hexagrams? You always laughed at me for being senile, but today you're the ones having a fit of hysteria? I got up late today, I just arrived."

The idler was dumbfounded.

That person from just now...

who is it?

……

Liu Fangyue returned to the Liu residence shortly afterward.

Upon entering the mansion, she instructed the servants:
"Prepare to open the altar and find the items I usually use."

The servants were already familiar with the process and quickly set up the altar in the courtyard.

Liu Fangyue moved to the front of the altar and saw that a paper figure made of straw had been placed in the center.

She dipped her brush in black dog blood and quickly wrote the two characters "Lin Jiang" on the talisman paper, then flipped her wrist and slapped the talisman onto the forehead of the straw figure.

"Demons and monsters carry lanterns to illuminate the secluded path, and blood-stained cinnabar is used to draw talismans on bones."

"No matter how skilled you are at stealing the heavens and changing the sun, you cannot escape the Book of Life and Death of Yama!"

This technique is specifically designed to counteract the unlucky fate of a thief.

Without knowing his birth date and being unable to obtain anything related to Lin Jiang's true form from him, the damage from this method was naturally greatly reduced, so Liu Fangyue had no choice but to use some more powerful techniques.

In this way, even if her method was somewhat inferior, Liu Fangyue could still try to injure Lin Jiang.

As long as Lin Jiang is injured, Liu Fangyue's job will be considered done.

Liu Fangyue closed her eyes halfway, feeling the flow of her magic.

A moment later, she suddenly opened her eyes.

Then he opened his mouth,

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

She stumbled and fell to the ground, unable to stand up for most of the day.

The servant rushed forward to help him up, but when he touched his skin, he felt it was like a branding iron.

Liu Fangyue coughed incessantly, having caught a cold.

"Fake? The fate is fake?!" Liu Fangyue muttered to herself, "But I couldn't be wrong. The palm lines are so obvious, it's clearly the fate of a thief who would kill with a knife, why..."

Liu Fangyue suddenly recalled the moment when Lin Jiang slightly raised his sleeve, and the lines on his palm seemed to move strangely.

At first, I thought it was just dizziness, but now that I think about it carefully, I realize something is amiss.

It wasn't that she misjudged; it was clearly that person who used tricks to conceal the true palm lines!

A metallic taste suddenly rose in her throat, and the cold wind made her cough uncontrollably, her face flushed.

What exactly were the methods used?
Even at her worst, she was still a sixth-level cultivator, yet she couldn't see anything at all!

How truly amazing!

"Help me to see the Minister."

The servants hurriedly helped her through the corridors and courtyards. In the main hall, Minister Liu was deep in thought, holding a scroll, his brows furrowed.

Minister Liu turned his head and immediately saw Liu Fangyue. He frowned.
"You went to see Lin Jiang."

"Yes. We've fallen right into his trap."

"Being beaten?"

"No, I suffered a backlash."

"Strange." Minister Liu frowned even more deeply. "I just sent people to investigate the Dali Temple, and they all said that this boy is a pure martial arts cultivator. Even if he has the cultivation of the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm, he might be able to defeat you in a head-on confrontation, so how could he break your magic?"

"Did you find out how deep his cultivation level was?"

"It is roughly the sixth heaven."

“A martial artist at the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm would find it difficult to deal with incantations, and would likely possess some treasures. I must have been injured by one of those treasures.” Liu Fangyue sighed, “Can I refuse this job?”

Minister Liu stared at Liu Fangyue.

Liu Fangyue wiped the bloodstains from her lips:
"I will try the ritual again tonight. If it fails, then I would appreciate it if you, Minister, could find someone more capable."

(End of this chapter)