Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The deadline meant life span, and the approaching deadline meant that a person’s time of death had arrived. Besides, paper money was used by dead souls. Hanging paper money in one’s ears was a sign of death. Huang Jinyang’s left eye was hidden, so he saw it clearly.
Although Huang Jinyang didn’t understand metaphysics and couldn’t hear the voice of the Reporting God, he guessed that it might not be a good sign. He said at a loss: “What’s going on… should I tell him?”
Huang Jinyang said these two things. Over the past ten years, he had seen many strange things, and he also knew that telling others about such things was not always a good thing. But now that he had two knowledgeable people around him, he could ask them this question.
“A sign of death.” Shi Changxuan whispered.
Xie Lingya observed it from a distance and said: “I haven’t studied physiognomy carefully, but this person’s face is very blessed. It doesn’t look like he should die young. Could it be a misfortune?” There were too many things for him to see when judging the physiognomy. He had only briefly glanced at it before, mainly looking at the person’s aptitude for cultivating Taoism.
They were unable to answer Huang Jinyang’s questions. Modern people saw people who come forward and said that they might be in trouble as liars. If they had different ideas, it was difficult to convince people. And in addition to concepts, the development of using Taoism for deception these days was also one of the reasons. There were no mosquitoes in Baoyang Temple, but there were still so many people who firmly believed that there were some tricks in it.
Saving people was a meritorious deed, but saving people was not easy these days.
They were wondering on the spot when the principal and his group actually walked this way. After the Mr. Earlobe said a few words to Principal Mi, Principal Mi waved to them, “Who are those classmates?”
The three of them without hesitation, walked over and said hello to Principal Mi.
Principal Mi asked: “Haha, which department are you students from?”
Shi Changxuan and Huang Jinyang answered that they were from the Department of Philosophy and Religious Studies. After Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan looked at each other, they reached a tacit understanding and did not say that he had graduated from this school and only said that he was here looking for friends.
Shi Changxuan and Huang Jinyang studied at Quedong College. At least it was not appropriate for them to talk about gods and ghosts to the Mr. Earlobe in many aspects, so Xie Lingya left some room for himself when he spoke.
At this time, Mr. Earlobe asked a few questions gently, claiming to be their senior brother and a graduate of Quedong College. The questions he asked were all about school life, and there were people accompanying him taking pictures with cameras.
Xie Lingya heard Principal Mi call the man “Mr. Gao”. He had guessed before that this man was either a leader or a boss, and now it turned out to be true. The message between the words seemed that President Gao still wants to donate money to his alma mater.
After asking, the principal said: “Mr. Gao, students still have classes, let’s go to the conference room to sign the contract?”
Mr. Gao responded and was about to leave when Xie Lingya stopped him: “Mr. Gao.”
Xie Lingya deliberately didn’t say that he was a graduate of Quedong College before. Seeing that Principal Mi valued President Gao very much, he was glad at this time. If he said something later, he would have distanced himself from the school.
“Huh?” Mr. Gao turned back and looked at him doubtfully.
Principal Mi also looked over and looked at Shi Changxuan and the two of them. He didn’t know what these two students’ friend meant.
Xie Lingya held it in for a while and then said something: “Do you know anything about investing in Taoism…”
Shi Changxuan & Huang Jinyang: “…”
Mr. Gao also seemed not to hear clearly: “Invest in what?”
Xie Lingya: “Taoism, actually I am a member of a Taoist temple in the urban area, Baoyang Temple. We are an old Taoist temple built in the Ming Dynasty. The building has a history of a hundred years and is very suitable for development…”
These days, many Taoist temples and temples in tourist attractions were owned by businessmen behind the scenes. Everyone understood this in their hearts and felt that it was not surprising that they were looking for investors.
Mr. Gao seemed to be used to it, and smiled slightly, “Sorry, I personally have no religious beliefs, and I have no interest in tourism development for the time being.”
In fact, Xie Lingya had no idea what kind of business Mr. Gao was in, so he just asked.
Xie Lingya heard that he had no religious beliefs and knew what he was thinking. He probably couldn’t say it directly, but he was already prepared. He looked down and took out a Lingzu amulet wrapped in a rubber sleeve from his arms. This rubber sleeve was custom-made, there was also a small row of words with the address of Baoyang Temple on it.
Xie Lingya handed the Lingzu Amulet to Mr. Gao and said: “Thank you Mr. Gao. I came out in a hurry and didn’t expect to meet Mr. Gao. I didn’t bring a business card with me. I hope you can accept this. If Mr. Gao is interested in the future, come to us and have a look at the Taoist temple. Our Taoist temple has become very popular in Qiyang recently.”
Xie Lingya didn’t have a business card at all. If there was no address on the amulet, he would have given it to Mr. Gao as a souvenir. This was also because Mr. Gao was a more attractive person. If it were someone like Chen Mo, he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to use this method.
The Lingzu amulet could ward off evil spirits, control the house, protect the body, etc. If Mr. Gao was in danger of death, maybe this amulet could help him. But it was not absolute. After all, fate was changeable and there were many influencing factors. Xie Lingya and he just met by chance, so they could only do their best to obey fate.
“It’s quite red?” Mr. Gao took the amulet in a good-natured manner and turned to look at the others.
A person behind him thought for a while, “Hey, I think I heard that my girlfriend went to have tea there.”
At first, everyone thought that Xie Lingya was here to attract investment, but now they thought they had some commercial value, so no one doubted hum anymore. And they even thought it would be interesting to go to a Taoist temple for tea? It seemed that this Taoist temple was really well run.
Mr. Gao burst out laughing, put the amulet into his wallet in front of Xie Lingya, and said, “Although I’m not interested at the moment, I will go and have a look when I have the chance. I hope your Taoist temple will become more and more prosperous.”
“Thank you, Mr. Gao.” Xie Lingya smiled shyly.
Principal Mi was raking his hair beside him. He felt like he had seen this young man before. If Xie Lingya hadn’t said that he was not a student of Quedong, he would have thought he was a student of his own college. Now Xie Lingya smiled, and Principal Mi felt he was even more familiar, but even after thinking about it, he still didn’t say anything.
….
After Principal Mi and his party left, Huang Jinyang said with admiration: “Teacher Xie, you can still figure out this method.”
“I originally wanted to rush up and take his pulse and tell his fortune, but after thinking about it, he might think that I have done my homework a long time ago and have a plan.”
Xie Lingya said helplessly, “Especially since he seems to be an atheist and doesn’t believe in these things.” That’s right, Huang Jinyang thought, although he didn’t understand why he wanted to tell fortunes, however, if you wanted to tell an ordinary person his fortune, he would consider whether you wanted to defraud money. Besides, Mr. Gao seemed to be rich, and he may have encountered a bigger scam in the past.
They only regarded this incident as just like that, and they only met Mr. Gao once.
Xie Lingya waved goodbye to them when he reached the intersection. Shi Changxuan went to class, and Xie Lingya went to take the subway.
There were various stores next to the school. When Xie Lingya passed by a boutique, he paused, turned in and took a look – he found that this store sold doll clothes.
The clothes were large and small, and they were quite exquisitely made. Xie Lingya took a look at them when he thought that he had randomly cut up “clothes” with a handkerchief.
He was shocked when he saw it. The relatively complicated clothes were not as expensive as ordinary clothes. They were cheaper and only cost about 100 yuan a set.
Xie Lingya looked through a set of camel-colored relatively simple men’s clothes. Although he didn’t know whether the Phytophthora God had a gender, he thought men’s clothes were cheaper. “Boss, are there any smaller ones?”
The young female boss glanced at Xie Lingya and said, “What’s your baby’s size?”
What size? Xie Lingya stretched out his palm to compare, “It’s so big.”
Boss: “…”
The boss went to dig out a box and said, “This should be wearable. I made it all by hand.”
“Boss, you are really ingenious. Then can I get a discount if I buy two more items?” Xie Lingya also started chatting.
….
On the other side, Shi Changxuan started class, and the Phytophthora God suddenly laughed out loud: “Hee hee——”
Shi Changxuan: “??”
Shi Changxuan glanced at it and dismissed it. This God could be really silly.
….
Let’s talk about Mr. Gao. He signed a donation contract with Principal Mi and others, and everyone went to dinner together. It was inevitable to drink during the dinner.
President Gao waved his hands repeatedly, “I won’t drink too much. My wife will blame me when I go home in the evening.”
“President Gao and his wife are really very affectionate and enviable as a married couple.” After that, Principal Mi picked up the wine and said, “Drink to the end. One drink, they were the ones who toasted me just now, I will certainly toast you with another drink.”
“Okay, okay.” Mr. Gao had a drink with Principal Mi helplessly.
It was already evening when the dinner got over. Mr. Gao got into the back seat and called his wife first to tell her that he was on his way back. He then asked the driver to hurry up and open the window to get some air.
After drinking several drinks, Mr. Gao was a little dizzy, so he leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes to rest.
He loosened his tie and suddenly felt warmth coming from a certain point on his waist. His brain, which was dulled by alcohol, turned around and couldn’t tell whether it was an illusion or real, because he didn’t have anything on him that could generate heat, not even his mobile phone. It was placed on the seat at hand.
It was also because of this warmth that Mr. Gao opened his eyes. Before he could take out the thing from his waist, he caught a glimpse of someone standing in front of the moving vehicle. The driver didn’t seem to notice it and he didn’t even slow down and continued driving forward.
“Xiao Li!” Mr. Gao shouted urgently, “There is someone!”
“Who is it?” The driver wondered, but his movements did not change. Mr. Gao became anxious. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, it was too late. He half stood up and supported the driver’s hand and moved the steering wheel.
The vehicle slightly changed its angle, but Mr. Gao saw in a hurry that the front of the vehicle still hit the man. At that moment, the vehicle seemed to hit a stone pillar. With a bang, the rear of the vehicle swung to the side and broke through the guardrail. Finally, it narrowly stopped on the muddy ground, and a little beside the muddy ground was the river.
The airbag deployed, but neither the driver nor Mr. Gao was seriously injured. Mr. Gao only had a bump on his head. But compared to the physical impact, the car accident had a greater psychological impact on them.
Mr. Gao woke up from his daze. He quickly opened the door and got out of the car, looking around on the road.
No, there was nothing on the ground, no blood, no body. The person who was hit just now seemed to have disappeared without a trace in an instant.
At this time, the driver also came down shaking, his hands still shaking violently. He said to Mr. Gao with a white face: “I seemed to have hit something just now…”
Mr. Gao turned around with a sullen face and asked: “You, didn’t you see anything just now?”
The driver’s face turned even darker when he thought he said there was someone there, “See, what did you see?”
Both of them were speechless for a moment in the night. Mr. Gao’s expression changed several times, and finally said: “Call someone.”
The driver quickly turned around and took out his cell phone.
President Gao stood in the distance and thought for a while, then slowly took out his wallet. Because of his sitting posture just now, the wallet in his pocket was pressed against his waist. Opening the square and thin wallet, apart from the card and a few pieces of money, there was only an amulet wrapped in a plastic sleeve.
The yellow streetlight illuminated the wallet, and the faint traces of bright red cinnabar on the amulet seemed to have faded.
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