Shen Luo took the talisman. There were a few runes engraved on the talisman. There was nothing mysterious about them, as if they were scribbles.
He channeled his mana into the talisman, but there was no reaction.
"I'll do as you say. What about the second matter?" Shen Luo was silent for a moment. Then, he put away the talisman and asked.
"As for the second thing, if you hear the bell ringing in the future, you have to break a piece of emerald jade on your body," the grey-robed Taoist continued.
"Emerald jade …" Shen Luo was stunned again. Was he referring to the emerald jade ruyi?
"No, the emerald jade ruyi is not made of jade. It is made of Dark Green Mysterious Crystal, not jade. Could it be that the divination is referring to that thing?" He looked into the Glittering Jewel Ring.
There was an emerald jade placed in the corner of the Glittering Jewel Ring. It was the jade that contained Yin Qi that he obtained from the ancient tomb in the Yin Ling Mountain.
"What about the third thing?" Shen Luo continued to ask as these thoughts ran through his mind.
"The third thing is that if someone begs you for mercy on behalf of his father, you cannot be compassionate and show mercy," the grey-robed Taoist said.
"I understand. Thank you for your guidance, Master." Shen Luo was even more confused after hearing the third thing. However, he still nodded in agreement because of his trust in the grey-robed Taoist.
"Since the divination is done, I will take my leave," the grey-robed Taoist stood up and walked out.
"Where do you live, Master? I will pay you a visit in the future, "Shen Luo hurriedly chased after him and asked.
"There is no need to ask so many questions. If we are fated, we will meet again. If not, why should we meet again?" the grey-robed Taoist laughed and strode out.
"The Nine Heavens Gate opens its palace and tens of thousands of countries pay their respects. Under such a prosperous appearance, there is a turbulent undercurrent. It is difficult for anyone to stay out of it," the grey-robed Taoist sang loudly, attracting the attention of the guests in the teahouse.
Shen Luo stopped in his tracks and was stunned. When he regained his senses, the grey-robed Taoist had already disappeared.
He chased out of the teahouse, but there was no sign of the old Daoist outside.
Standing on the bustling street, Shen Luo's eyes were a little absent-minded as he recalled the old priest's last words.
The Demonic Tribulation was coming. Putting aside the prosperous Chang 'an, the entire Great Tang, the South Viewing Continent, and even the other worlds would be drawn into it. No one would be spared.
Sigh!
He sighed. With the way things were, where should he go from here on out?
Shen Luo stood in silence for a moment, and then quickly pulled himself together.
No matter what the future holds, let's do what's in front of us.
He changed his appearance again and entered Changping Square. He arrived at Xie Yuxin's secret residence, but it was already empty. The blacksmith named Zhou Tie had also disappeared.
Shen Luo was disappointed, but at the same time, he was relieved.
Judging from the situation, Xie Yuxin should have returned to Chang 'an City safely. Nothing happened last time when he went out.
However, once this woman moved away, the connection between the two of them was severed. It was unknown when they would meet again in the future.
Since he couldn't find Xie Yuxin, Shen Luo didn't stay here any longer and quickly left Changping Square.
Next, he didn't go home, but went to the place where he met the middle-aged scholar. He took out the dragon scale and let the Shadow Gu sniff it.
"Find this person," he said in a low voice.
The Shadow Gu cooed and sniffed the air fiercely. Then it moved its four hooves and flew forward.
A smile appeared on Shen Luo's face as he followed closely behind.
A moment later, he came to Changkang Square, a bustling square in the city, and stopped in front of a restaurant.
The Shadow Gu cooed at Shen Luo and jumped into the small green bag.
"Is it here? The Thousand Gold House. "Shen Luo glanced at the plaque of the restaurant and his eyes flickered.
He had heard of this restaurant, which was very famous in Chang 'an City. In particular, the restaurant had a famous dish called "Gourd Chicken". Even Minister Wei Zheng praised it and often came here to eat it when he was alive. The imperial banquets had also ordered this dish.
Shen Luo was quite fond of food and had always wanted to try it. Unfortunately, he didn't have time. Today, he came here by accident and walked in immediately.
It was dinnertime and there were many guests in the restaurant. There was even a storyteller in the lobby on the first floor. It was a lively scene.
"Sir, please come in." The waiter hurried over to welcome him.
Shen Luo looked around and soon found the scholar sitting at a table in the corner of the hall. He was drinking by himself.
He didn't go over immediately. Instead, he found an empty table and sat down.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?" The waiter asked enthusiastically.
"Give me the famous Gourd Chicken, two special side dishes, and a pot of good wine," Shen Luo knocked on the table and said.
However, when the waiter heard this, his face revealed a trace of embarrassment.
"Why? Are you afraid that I don't have money?" Shen Luo snorted and took out a silver ingot and put it on the table.
"I don't dare to think so. It's just that the chef who made the Gourd Chicken ran into a ghost a few days ago and fell ill. Now, a few apprentices are in the kitchen. The other dishes are okay, but the taste of the Gourd Chicken is a bit worse. Sir, please bear with it," the waiter said hurriedly with a smile.
"Ran into a ghost? What happened? "Shen Luo's eyes narrowed.
He came to track the middle-aged scholar and ran into a ghost incident. Was the ghost incident in Chang 'an City so serious?
"I'm not sure." The waiter scratched his head and said.
"Who in your restaurant knows about this? Please help me ask." Shen Luo wanted to know more about this matter, so he took out a small piece of silver and gave it to the waiter.
"Our waiter, Jin Buhuan, is the chef's nephew. He asked for leave a few days ago, but I saw him just now. Sir, please wait a moment. I'll call him over." The waiter got the money and ran away happily.
After a while, the waiter pulled a 15 or 16-year-old young man in green clothes over.
"Sir, this is Jin Buhuan. He knows about the ghost incident the best. You can ask him if you have any questions," the waiter said.
"I thought you had something important to ask me again. You people are so annoying. Just because my uncle is the head chef of the restaurant, you all come to ask me questions. I'm here today to ask the boss for an advance payment for my uncle's treatment, not to satisfy your curiosity." The waiter named Jin Buhuan seemed to have been asked about this matter by many people. He had an impatient look on his face.
"How can you talk to the customer like that?" The waiter scolded with dissatisfaction.
"It doesn't matter. Brother Jin's filial piety is commendable. How much does your uncle need for treatment? Is this enough? "Shen Luo didn't get angry. He took out a small piece of gold and put it on the table.
The waiter's eyes almost popped out. This piece of gold was at least five or six taels, which was 60 taels of silver.
Jin Buhuan's eyes also widened, but then he shook his head and said, "Thank you, sir. You're so generous. I can't take your money, but I'll tell you everything I know!"
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