Anyi is in a daze right now. She had been out for more than a month and had a good harvest of persimmons. She wanted to think of ways to promote it, and it was time to take stock of the Trade City's accounts. But when she thought of Feng Qingchen, she became a little irritable and couldn't do anything.
Yun Zhinan ran in carelessly.
Qin Yanran wanted to stop her, but failed.
"What happened?" An Yi waved his hand and asked Qin Yanran to pour Yun Zhinan a cup of tea.
"Let me ask you something. The 'saint' you met in that small mountain village at the foot of Mang Mountain was named Jiang?" Yun Zhinan stepped forward and asked anxiously.
Anyi nodded: "It is indeed Jiang, what's the matter?"
"That man" Yun Zhinan almost spit out what Feng Qingchen asked him to investigate, but thinking of Feng Qingchen's instructions, he immediately changed his words and said, "I plan to ask him for advice!"
Thinking of what that "sage" Jiang said, An Yi still felt a little uncomfortable, so he frowned and said, "He does have some abilities, but being called a 'sage' is still a bit too much. What do you want from him?"
Yun Zhinan said: "I'm just free to discuss things!"
Yun Zhinan left with a haha.
An Yi frowned, Yun Zhinan came here in a hurry just to find someone to discuss with?
Yun Zhinan went to the small mountain village for several days, but found out that the "sage" Jiang was no longer in the village.
"The ancestor of Jiang 'Sage' is said to be Jiang Ziya, and he has made a living by telling fortunes for generations. In Jiang's generation, the fortune-telling is even inaccurate!" Someone in the village couldn't help complaining.
Yun Zhinan was stunned and asked: "How is it possible? That day at the head of the village, didn't you all ask about good or bad luck when you left the village?"
The villagers waved their hands: "It was he who begged us to go, asking for a hexagram and giving us a copper plate!"
Yun Zhinan frowned, did he find the wrong person?
Yun Zhinan got on the carriage, but unexpectedly met "Sage" Jiang at the intersection.
"Young master, are you here to see me?" Jiang "Sage" asked with a smile as he stood at the intersection.
Yun Zhinan took a look at this ginger "sage". He looked like an ordinary shriveled little old man, but he had a long philtrum, ear bones, very high and hard nose bones, and fine teeth. He looked like a long-lived man.
"I may have found the wrong person!" Yun Zhinan said.
"Sage" Jiang chuckled and said, "Are the descendants of Jiang Ziya what you are looking for?"
Yun Zhinan was stunned, "How do you know?"
"It's a joke that Young Master said this. The young man is also a member of Xuanmen. This can still be detected!" "Sage" Jiang said, stroking his beard.
"People from Xuanmen? But those neighbors of yours" Yun Zhinan pointed to the small village behind him.
Looking at the village, "Sage" Jiang sighed quietly, "For more than ten years, I have tried my best to save them, but fate cannot be violated!"
Yun Zhinan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the villager he met just now had a black eye between his eyebrows, indicating that he was in danger of a disaster. Could it be
At this moment, a rumble was heard not far away, and the ground shook.
Yun Zhinan was stunned and quickly asked the guards to check.
Half an hour later, the guard came, his expression changed.
"Master Imperial Master, the firecrackers exploded in that village, and there was no one in that village" The guard could not describe the miserable situation.
Yun Zhinan quickly looked back, and then he understood why "Sage" Jiang paid to tell fortunes to the villagers. There are two kinds of people in the world who tell fortunes. People in Xuanmen need to pay money, one is a dead person, and the other is a person who is about to die! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com