Lin Xiao was stunned this time.
"Peeking at heavenly secrets? A price? Ten yuan?" Lin Xiao blinked. He finally understood. This old Taoist priest just wanted to make a quick buck...
Forget it, he scanned the code and paid.
"Alright, the money is in. Please speak," Lin Xiao didn't think ten yuan could do much. He was already prepared to leave.
He actually took this old Taoist priest for some kind of divine immortal.
He chuckled bitterly. He was truly desperate... If anything could be predicted, Mr. Zhuge wouldn't have come back empty-handed.
The old Taoist priest now held a copper coin in his hand.
Then, he placed the coin on his forehead, made some ostentatious gestures, and even formed a few mudras of the Nine-Character Mantra. He looked quite mysterious.
"Far away, yet close at hand."
The old Taoist priest finally finished his seemingly fraudulent actions and uttered these eight words.
After speaking, a crack appeared on the copper coin in the old Taoist priest's hand. Seeing the crack, the old Taoist priest showed a look of distress. "Oh dear, oh dear, why did it crack so soon?"
Far away, yet close at hand?
Lin Xiao stared at the old Taoist priest. "Are you implying that my enemy is you?"
"No, no, no, sir, certainly not. However, you'll need to ponder the meaning of that yourself... Ow, my coin! I haven't had it for long!" While speaking, the copper coin in his hand split into two halves. "Are the items from Yiwu so fragile!"
"..."
Lin Xiao shook his head and turned to leave. He was indeed naive. The true qi in this old Taoist priest was not fluctuating at all. If there was anything, he, being a divine realm expert, would have sensed it, but there was nothing just now.
Copper coins from Yiwu, you can buy over ten for ten yuan, right?
Truly a profitable deal.
After Lin Xiao walked far away, the old Taoist priest put away the two halves of the coin and muttered to himself, "The Seven Killings Star is stirring. This is not a good omen... In all of history, this is the first time the true dragon's aura has been entwined with the Seven Killings Star."
With that, he tidied up his fortune-telling stall and prepared to leave.
The moment he took his first step out with his signboard, two streams of blood dripped from his nostrils.
"I'm getting old..."
Seeing the blood, the old Taoist priest chuckled bitterly, his body swaying. The next second, he vanished.
...
Far away, yet close at hand.
Lin Xiao sat by the window, having sorted through all the information he had, but still without any leads.
The old Taoist priest's words kept flashing in his mind.
Did he mean Zheng Jianguo?
Or perhaps the Dragon Lord and Old Zhou?
No...
Lin Xiao couldn't speak for others, but he was certain that these three had no motive to do this.
Everything had to have a motive. Unless the Dragon Lord wanted to force him to grow, he couldn't find a suitable reason.
But what was there to grow from over five years ago?
Without the true dragon's aura, without destiny on his side, he was just an ordinary second-generation rich kid.
If it wasn't them three...
Did that mean it was someone he knew and had met?
Could it really be Zheng Wenbin?
That wasn't right either. That guy had no motive.
Then who could it be?
Lin Xiao frowned. He suddenly thought of a possibility.