Under One Person: Please Call Me Golden Flash

Chapter 155 The Celestial Master's Mansion, Passed Down Through Generations

The afternoon sun lazily spilled onto the bluestone pavement, and the bustling market carried a tranquility far removed from the ravages of war.

Amidst the shouts and calls, one stall stood out.

The stall was set up under a big tree on the street corner. A tall young man wearing a slightly oversized, patched old Taoist robe and an old felt hat perched crookedly on his head sat upright.

In front of him was a faded coarse cloth with the four large characters "Iron-Mouthed Diviner" written crookedly on it, and next to it were a few smaller characters—"One divination today."

"Hey! Take a look! Knowing five hundred years into the past and five hundred years into the future! Predicting wealth and marriage, foretelling good and bad fortune! If it's not accurate, you don't have to pay!"

To be honest, this guy, just standing there, does look a bit like a fortune teller.

"Hey, auntie, I see a faint red glow on your forehead; you're sure to have good fortune and happiness within three days!"

Upon hearing this, the aunt who had been pulled back by Zhang Zhiwei immediately smiled.

"Young Taoist priest, you speak quite eloquently, but I've heard plenty of your kind of rhetoric."

Seeing the woman's skepticism, Zhang Zhiwei quickly added, "Auntie, if you don't agree, I won't charge you a single penny!"

"Really?"

The aunt looked at Zhang Zhiwei with a suspicious expression.

"I swear to you on the honor of being the 32nd generation descendant of Maoshan!"

"Grandma, I want some candy!"

Just as Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, and the aunt was almost successfully fooled by him, her grandson grabbed her clothes and pulled her away.

"Well, all that work for nothing again~"

Zhao Zhen smiled slightly and stepped forward calmly to Zhang Zhiwei's stall.

Is it true that everything in the Celestial Master's Mansion lineage is passed down from one generation to the next?
How similar this situation is to Zhang Lingyu's situation many years later.

When it comes to fortune telling, you two, master and apprentice, are the best!
"Taoist priest, can you help me with my fortune telling?"

"of course can!"

Zhang Zhiwei subconsciously agreed, but the next second, he suddenly realized that the voice sounded familiar.

"Old Zhao?"

"We meet again, Lao Zhang."

Zhao Zhen smiled and waved to Zhang Zhiwei.

"Why are you here?"

“I ran into Huaiyi near Sanyi Gate earlier. He told me you were having your fortune told here. I just happened to be passing by, so I thought I'd drop by and see you.”

If you don't understand, just ask: When did Zhang Zhiwei, the Double Flower Red Stick of our Celestial Master's Mansion, change his allegiance and become a successor of the Maoshan School?

If the Celestial Master heard this, what would he think?

"Well, it's not because of the unorthodox Maoshan sect. The Maoshan sect has a wider reputation outside the circle, so it sounds more credible."

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand dismissively.

When you go out, your identity is given by yourself.

His master forbade him to use any of the sect's methods, so in order to earn a living, wouldn't he have to rely on his own mouth?
"Tsk, I never thought you'd have a day like this, kid?"

Zhao Zhen crossed his arms, a playful glint in his eyes.

"Hey, what exactly are you doing here today?"

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei finally sensed something was wrong in the air.

Zhao Zhen did not answer directly, but instead asked in return, "I heard from Huaiyi that during your training down the mountain, unless you encounter a life-threatening situation, you are forbidden by the Celestial Master from using any of the sect's methods?"

Upon hearing those words, Zhang Zhiwei's heart skipped a beat.

"What do you want to do?"

"you guess?"

Zhao Zhen blinked innocently.

"Back at the Lu family's birthday banquet, you used your lightning magic to shock me, didn't you?"

"No, how can you still remember something from such an old, forgotten time!"

"There's nothing I can do, since under normal circumstances I really can't do anything about you."

"Didn't you throw me into the sky back then too?" "Hahaha, look how scared you are! What are you afraid of? I might actually take this opportunity to beat you up!"

Seeing Zhao Zhen suddenly burst into laughter, Zhang Zhiwei rolled his eyes speechlessly after realizing he had been tricked.

"Get lost, get lost, don't bother me while I'm making money."

"No way! It's been so long since we last met in the Qinling Mountains. Look, I even took a long detour just to come see you."

"You said you were just passing by to see me, so where are you planning to go this time?"

"Let's go to Sichuan."

"Are you going to ask the Tang Clan for help?"

Upon hearing the words "Sichuan," Zhang Zhiwei's expression instantly turned serious.

“Yes, use magic to defeat magic, use assassins to fight assassins.” Zhao Zhen nodded.

"The idea is good, but will the Tang Clan really take action for you?"

"It's not for me, it's for the greater good of the country."

Although the ninjas of Mount Hiei have suffered heavy casualties in their pursuit of me over the years, their leader is still alive.

As long as that ninja leader, Ono Noriyoshi, is still alive, even if all his men are dead, they will eventually rise from the ashes.

Therefore, this time, I will completely end the battle between me and the Hieiyama ninja.

"You want to ask the Tang Clan to assassinate the ninja leader?"

"good."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei fell into a long silence.

"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly silent?"

"It's nothing, it's just a bit of a pity that Master is arranging for me to go down the mountain for training right now, otherwise I would definitely go with you."

"Come on, this time it's not like the one in Qinling. The Celestial Master wouldn't want anything to happen to his precious darling."

Zhao Zhen waved his hand. To be honest, he was already quite surprised when Zhang Zhiwei appeared in the Qinling Mountains last time.

After all, in the original story, even if all the disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion had died, Zhang Jingqing still couldn't bear to let Zhang Zhiwei go down the mountain. This shows how much Zhang Jingqing valued his disciple Zhang Zhiwei.

So, could Zhang Jingqing's sudden arrangement for Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Huaiyi to go down the mountain for training be a deliberate attempt to sideline them?

After all, as long as Zhang Zhiwei hasn't completed the training he was assigned in this town, he can't go down the mountain and cause trouble.

"Alright, in that case, I wish you good luck."

"Master Dao, are you a fortune teller? Why don't you tell me whether my trip will be auspicious or inauspicious?"

Give me your palm.

"Here~"

Zhao Zhen slowly extended her right hand to Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Zhiwei carefully observed the lines on Zhao Zhen's right palm, and then his expression suddenly changed.

"what happened?"

"These palm lines... they're really quite messy, huh?"

"Screw you!"

Zhao Zhen rolled her eyes and abruptly pulled her hand back.

"Haha, if I really knew how to tell fortunes, would I need to be here setting up a stall and hawking my wares?"