Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 189 Fate Suppression

Lin Jiang was no stranger to the old man who told fortunes on the street; he even remembered having his fortune told by this blind old man.

The old blind man spoke kindly to his own people, but said many annoying things to others, and ended up getting a good scolding.

Unexpectedly, they still acted the same way here.

Lin Jiang actually admired him quite a bit.

What I could see was a look of bewilderment frozen on the old man's face, his wrinkles seemingly forming a single line of text:

"How could my calculations be wrong? My calculations should be very accurate, right?"

Seeing this attitude, the woman who had come to him for fortune-telling became even more furious.

Enraged, the woman raised her foot to kick him in the chest, but Jiang Jinyue frowned and took a half-step to intercept her movement.

Seeing someone blocking her way, the woman flew into a rage and tried to kick Jiang Jinyue again.

Jiang Jinyue simply reached out her hand, as if gently stirring a stream of water, and stopped the woman's leg.

The woman felt as if her kicking foot had landed on cotton.

However, she did not lose her balance and simply stepped onto the ground in front of her without falling.

The woman was a little dazed and hadn't reacted yet when she heard a clear, cold voice:
"If the divination is wrong, then it's fine not to pay. Why resort to violence in the street?"

The woman looked up at Jiang Jinyue, intending to lash out, but when her gaze fell upon Jiang Jinyue's eyes, she realized that this seemingly young girl was probably not someone to be trifled with.

A sudden chill ran through me.

In the end, he only pointed his halberd at the old blind man and cursed:
"You old cripple, you're lucky to be alive! If I ever run into you alone again, I'll beat you to a pulp!"

He turned and left before he could finish his harsh words, drawing snickers from the crowd.

Who would miss such a good show?

Although the farce did not lead to any serious incident, the old blind man was still terrified. He bounced twice on the bench and rolled to the ground.

In the end, Lin Jiang went over and helped him up from the ground.

"Thank you..." The old blind man got up, a silly grin on his face: "I just heard a girl making a noise, so a girl must have helped me."

“Indeed, a girl helped you.” Lin Jiang turned his gaze to Jiang Jinyue, who had already walked to his side.

Before Jiang Jinyue could speak, a look of surprise appeared on the face of the old blind man who had just touched Lin Jiang's hand:

"Hmm... I touched your palm a few days ago, young master?"

"I've had you look into it before."

"Oh..." the old blind man recalled for a moment, "It was indeed in the capital."

"You two know each other?" Jiang Jinyue asked, somewhat puzzled.

"We only met once," Lin Jiang said. "How did you end up here?"

"I often wandered around various towns, and the soldiers guarding the city saw that I was no trouble, so they were too lazy to drive me away."

The old blind man laughed foolishly again.

Lin Jiang sighed softly. He was about to say something more when the old blind man suddenly said:

"Young master, we haven't finished these three divinations yet. Would you two like to have your fortunes told?"

Lin Jiang glanced at Jiang Jinyue, who pondered for a moment but then shook her head.

She doesn't seem to like this kind of thing very much.

Lin Jiang thought for a moment and nodded:

"sure."

"I must give you another divination."

"Did you see me about to leave?" Lin Jiang sat down in front of the old blind man with a smile. "Why are you in such a panic?"

"Because I saw a red star in your destiny, young master," the old blind man said in a low voice, mysteriously.

"Oh. What Red Star?" Lin Jiang's curiosity was piqued, and Jiang Jinyue also pressed close behind him, her eyes filled with doubt.

Do you know anyone who is extremely poor?

"There really is one." Lin Jiang remembered Gong Xuan.

"You are that man's nemesis."

After hearing this, Lin Jiang did have some doubts.

Normally, shouldn't we say that the other person is our nemesis?
"Sir, what do you mean by that?"

"On the first time I felt your bones, I discovered your 'death' was in your friend's palace," the old blind man lowered his voice, "That poor fate is your friend, isn't it?"

"That's true," Lin Jiang said. "Am I his jinx? Would I harm him?"

"Even if it wasn't their intention, their destinies were ultimately in conflict." The old blind man slapped his knee with his withered hand:
"Your friend is destined for poverty and ruin, a dead end with no wealth or resources! Gold and silver will turn to dust in his hands. Forget about money, he'll even have to sell his clothes and live a life of poverty, wearing rags to make a living!"

"Coincidentally, that's exactly what he said."

"But he hasn't been living in poverty lately, has he?" the old blind man asked.

"Indeed."

"It's all thanks to your destiny," the old blind man sighed.
"Ordinary people would have been dragged into a sea of ​​suffering long ago, but you were born with the destiny of an emperor with boundless wealth. In my seventy years of life, I have only seen three such lucky stars. With you in charge, his poverty will naturally be suppressed and he will not be able to lift his head."

"Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

"How can this be considered a good thing?" The old blind man shook his head like a rattle drum: "People whose fates clash will eventually influence each other if they stay together for a long time. You were born with the fortune to be rich, while he is burdened with the calamity of not being able to eat. If you stay together for a long time, his fate will be worn away."

Lin Jiang frowned.

He still didn't understand.

From what I've heard so far, it doesn't seem to have any negative effects on Gong Xuan.

The old blind man could sense Lin Jiang's thoughts, so he continued:
"The fate of the poor is predetermined by heaven. His destiny is very rare, perhaps due to some entanglement with his own karma. Although he is currently restrained by your fortune, it will not cause any immediate harm. However, if it drags on, it will be like the Taiyin star sitting on the life palace and encountering the Yang star, which may lead to a situation of four ominous and six evils."

"How exactly will the reaction be?"

"Has your brother been experiencing shortness of breath or chest tightness lately? Or is his complexion pale and his cough persistent?" the old blind man asked.

Lin Jiang was about to answer no, but then he immediately remembered: Gong Xuan seems to have been coughing a lot lately.

"It looks like it really is there."

The old blind man's tone became quite earnest as he spoke:

“Young master, I can tell that you and that person have a life-or-death bond. You should be even more open about this matter, as it is of great importance.”

Lin Jiang stared intently at the blind old man in front of him, but the old man's eyes remained empty.

The emotions on his head were orange and yellow, the colors of sincerity.

"I got it."

"Sigh, I hope you really did remember it."

Lin Jiang took some copper coins from his pocket and stuffed them into the old blind man's hand.

As the copper coin landed in his palm, a smile crept across the old blind man's wrinkles:

"It's only because you're kind-hearted; if it were anyone else, they would have already beaten this talkative old man with a cane."

"Why would someone who is sincere be beaten?"

“I’m speaking sincerely, but there are always people who deceive themselves, thinking I’m lying, thinking I’m exaggerating,” the old man shook his head: “But what in this world is true and what is false?”

Lin Jiang didn't say anything, he just got up and left with Jiang Jinyue.

On his way back, Lin Jiang suddenly looked back, but the hunched figure was no longer visible on the long street.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Young master, be careful." Jiang Jinyue lowered her voice: "Normal divination cannot be so precise. This old man probably has other plans."

"Don't worry, I would never suspect Gongxuan because of this."

As they spent more time together, he figured out about 70% of the Taoist's character and didn't think the man would do anything to harm him.

But this matter cannot be left unresolved.

Some things tend to cause problems if left unresolved for too long.

Fortunately, Lin Jiang has a powerful figure with him. He can ask him any questions he may have.

……

After returning to his residence, Lin Jiang first asked Jiang Jinyue to meet with Gong Xuan and asked her to call Gong Xuan over later, while he himself went to see Liang Huashan.

"Hmm? The Taoist priest next to you?"

Lin Jiang told Liang Huashan about it, and Liang Huashan, who was teaching Xiaoshan ginseng how to paint, raised an eyebrow:

"I haven't actually looked at his birth chart before. Let me calculate it."

After saying that, Liang Huashan on the canvas immediately started painting.

Lin Jiang was slightly taken aback when he saw this, and asked, "Don't we need to consider facial features and birth date?"

"Having seen your face the other day is enough."

Liang Huashan waved his hand.

Lin Jiang couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Dianxing truly lives up to its name. Of all the fortune tellers I've encountered before, they all said that without the birth chart, their predictions wouldn't be very accurate. But Dianxing doesn't need any of that.

A moment later, Liang Huashan stopped, his expression becoming somewhat peculiar.

"That Taoist priest really took a risk."

"What do you mean?"

"He's been stuck on the star-pointing part for a long time, hasn't he?"

"really."

Gong Xuan had told him about this before, so Lin Jiang naturally knew something about it.

"His impoverished fate was an aid before he reached the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm, but now it has become a calamity. It seems he wants to use your fate to counteract and suppress it, in order to seize an opportunity to break through to the next level."

Lin Jiang lowered his eyes and remained silent.

“However…” Liang Huashan’s tone shifted at this moment, “Your friend did not intend to harm you; he has taken all the blame upon himself. Young Master’s destiny is supreme among mortals, so he can easily control the Daoist’s fate. However, prolonged suppression may damage his soul.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang's expression became somewhat subtle.

"This is the first time I've heard that having a very strong destiny can cause this kind of problem."

"There are always people in the world with strong fates. How can everyone bear such a strong fate? If everyone around you has a strong fate, but this person is weak, they may even be forced to their own demise."

"I should talk to Gong Xuan."

"That's how it should be. If you keep pushing yourself like this, your fellow Daoist probably won't be able to last long."

As the words faded and the scroll was gently rolled up, Liang Huashan's figure disappeared into the scroll.

He is clearly not the right person to participate in this matter.

After hearing this, Xiaoshan Shen looked at Lin Jiang. Although she didn't quite understand, a hint of worry appeared in her eyes.
"Is Gong Xuan in trouble?"

Lin Jiang extended his index finger and patted the little ginseng's head: "It's alright."

Before long, Jiang Jinyue returned with Gong Xuan, and then she stood guard at the door, blocking it.

He had heard everything that had just been said. Gong Xuan was still bewildered, not understanding what Lin Jiang was talking about.

“Daoist Master,” Lin Jiang said, gesturing for him to sit down in the chair and pacing back and forth a couple of times, “I went out for a while and ran into a fortune teller.”

"Ok?"

"I just happened to meet a fortune teller who said that I am blessed with good fortune and will be born into wealth and worry-free life."

As Lin Jiang finished speaking, Gong Xuan seemed to have already sensed something. He couldn't help but cough twice, his eyes unconsciously darting over, only to find Jiang Jinyue standing guard at the door.

He further said, "If you stay by my side for too long, you will surely damage my foundation."

Lin Jiang stared intently at Gong Xuan, whose lips trembled slightly before he finally let out a long sigh:
"Ugh."

(End of this chapter)