This time, Zixuan did not replace anyone, she set up a small stall in the capital of the prosperous and desolate country of big business, and turned into a white-haired, white-eyebrowed, white-bearded old man, showing fortune-telling to people, avoiding disasters and driving away evil spirits.

She almost doesn't know anything about divination, and she relies on the news she finds out in the city and the palace to tell fortunes.

For example, if an official comes to ask for his fortune with trepidation, and if she hears that this person is insatiable and has collected a lot of money, then she only needs to say that his doom is related to property, and he must hand over or disperse all of them to stop the robbery.

In addition to being a god, Zixuan also helps people look at the direction and drive away the yin and evil qi in the house, which is very easy for her.

Because she only received a copper plate when she returned, and the means were unprecedented, everyone in the city from the big families to the poor loved to look for her, and the people in line every day could line up from the street to the end of the street.

After coming to the capital of Dashang for ten years, she has really seen a lot of human affairs, some of which are related to the rise and fall of the dragon vein, and some are all trivial. But she found that people tend to ignore the big things and focus on the little things that don't need to be taken care of, as if this can maintain a peaceful and prosperous world.

In her opinion, the disaster relief in the west that Lord Wen came to do today is a major event, and everyone should pay attention to it. But the officials and scribes in this city write poems and make articles to praise Lord Wen at the poetry meeting every day, and after the competition, they compete for a while, what is the use of raising Lord Wen high?

If the scholars all have a sage heart, and if the court officials can think about the society, why should Lord Wen go around looking for money alone, and he is so busy that he is sick and has to rush to the road to help the disaster.

In Zixuan's view, what is hidden under the peaceful and prosperous world is filth everywhere, which requires one person to shoulder the heavy responsibility and put aside personal gains and losses in order to save the people of Liming.

Just like the Immortal Cultivation Realm, if it weren't for the betrayers of the Five Elements Family hidden under the apparent tranquility, if it weren't for those monks who believed in the Outer Heavenly Demon Clan, gnawing at the heavens and all worlds like moths, how could the Demon Race invade?

The reason why there are heroes is because in troubled times, if the years are really quiet, who doesn't want to be a carefree person?

"Old Daoist, what you said works well, but the money is still not enough. Lord Wen finally came to the front, and as soon as he entered the simple shed built by Zixuan, it seemed to be cut off from the noise outside, which was also the reason why everyone in the city dared to come with peace of mind.

Zixuan once suggested that he go to the corrupt officials in several nearby cities and talk about scattering wealth and avoiding disasters, which is estimated to have some effect, but those people regard money as their lives, and it is difficult to say that they will give up their lives.

"Have all the squires searched the neighborhood?, how much is that missing?" Zi Xuan looked at his breath and felt that this person's life was not long in coming. He really has a heart that worries about the country and the people, because the treasury is becoming more and more empty, and because he can't sleep peacefully every day, and because he can't eat because of the disaster in the west, how can he be healthy at the age of 58? Instead of letting him go with regrets, it is better to help.

"I've searched all over the ...... A total of 350,000 taels were raised, and there was still a gap of 50,000 taels. Lord Wen sighed for a long time, he was not a superstitious person, if he was not desperate, how could he come to the old Taoist to talk about these things.

"You wait. Zixuan turned his back, took out a pile of round lighting stones from the storage ring, put them in a small cloth bag and threw them to Lord Wen. "See how much silver you can get for these?"

"This ......" Lord Wen took a large cloth bag and opened it, there were about fifty half-fist-sized pearls inside, all of which were lit with strange and magnificent light, brilliant and dazzling, and at first glance it was a rare treasure in the world. "Old Daoist, would you really like to donate this?"

He was surprised and delighted, his eyes burst out with hope, Zixuan felt as if he was infected, and smiled happily. "Yes, if you sell it at a high price, won't the money come out? "If you delay for a while, I'm afraid that I will have my life and I won't be able to return.

Zixuan was happy for the excitement in his heart, and he was also happy that there were people like him in the world, and the two emotions floated in his heart and never dispersed for a long time.

After he left, the next guest entered the shed, and when Zixuan saw it, a wave of indisputable indignation suddenly rose in his heart.

"Little girl, I told you, if you don't want to be beaten again, you can reconcile with him, how can I have any way to resolve it? Your husband is a bastard, take the child and leave quickly." ”

The young woman who sat at the table and shed tears had another wound on her face, a blue nose, swollen face, several teeth missing, and a limp just when she walked, and this time she was obviously beaten not lightly.

"Old Daoist, you can help me. He wasn't such a person before, he must have been stunned by something, how would you know if you didn't go and see it!"

Zixuan rolled her eyes, she didn't know what was going on in the country, from the palace to the slums? She still needed to come to the door in person? This woman's man is a drunkard and a gambling stick, and when she is angry outside, she will go home and beat people, what is there to see.

Every time she saw this girl crying, she felt a wave of anger in her heart. She knows the difficulties of ordinary women, most of them regard their husbands as heaven, and in their eyes, husbands are like high-ranking seniors in the eyes of low-level monks, and they cannot be disobeyed.

But according to her observations, big businessmen do not treat women harshly, and divorce and remarriage are not uncommon. But the woman in front of her was soft-hearted and indulgent again and again, from slapping and pushing at the beginning, to punching and kicking now, and it is estimated that she will die soon.

Zixuan persuaded hard at first, but later tried to solve the problem from the source, and helped the man find a job on the dock, and the monthly money was not small. But in the past few years, the woman has been beaten more and more, and her injuries have become more and more serious, and Zixuan has begun to feel a little angry in addition to grieving for her fate.

"It is better to ask for others than for yourself. You are indeed mired in the quagmire, but it is not that you cannot climb out on your own, so what's the point of relying on heaven and fate? You are not provoking any filthy ghosts! Don't come, looking for me is just a waste of time. Only thinking about self-help is the right thing, you should think about it carefully. ”

Zixuan sensed an extremely resentful aura from her, and she still refused to listen to persuasion.

Watching her get up and leave, Zixuan's heart was full of sorrow and anger like a thick fog, which always lingered. Some people are always like this, deliberately ignoring the road in front of them, looking for another ethereal road that does not exist at all.

In Zi Xuan's opinion, the monks who believe in the Outer Heaven Demon Clan are exactly like this, knowing that if they want to achieve the Great Dao, they can only go through cultivation and enlightenment, but they still have to pick up the easy and simple crooked path to walk, and they don't want to think about where there will be a place for them when the Demon Clan occupies the heavens and all the worlds?

Angry and unhappy, but it is difficult for people to really help, Zixuan shook his head, recalling that Dashang's trip also felt that he had understood enough.