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Chapter 973 is here? Do you want to be food? (8)
Xing Rong slowly raised his head in the direction of the big palm, and his eyes finally fell on the person who came.
He was dressed in a blue robe, his sleeves fluttering. His sharp eyebrows and eyes, though not sharp, exuded a gentle aura. His nose was high and straight, as if delicately carved, and the corners of his thin lips were slightly raised, giving him a certain gentleness.
His black hair fell on his shoulders like a waterfall, loosely tied up with only a white jade hairpin. A few strands of hair fell on both sides of his neck, gently swaying in the breeze, adding a bit of casualness and unrestrainedness.
The morning sun shone softly on him, as if covering him with a layer of golden gauze, making him have both the elegance of a scholar and the majestic bearing of a martial artist.
Xing Rong: Hey, who is this person?
Although his dress seemed casual, his aura and temperament were obviously different from those of ordinary people. He must be from the royal capital.
Xiaowei: This man, Weisheng Wang, is the current prime minister and one of the few clear-headed individuals. He and several other ministers oppose Lao Duan's plan to allow the emperor to cultivate immortality. According to the original plan, this man would be assassinated by Lao Duan within a few days, disfigured, and ultimately become a zombie in the zombie army.
Xing Rong: Because he wanted to go to Yunshen Temple to ask people to deal with Lao Duan, but he was discovered?
Xiao Hei: Wow! Little Star, how did you know?
Yundong Town is the only way to Yunshen Temple. If it weren't for Yunshen Temple, how could a prime minister with such high power and busy official duties have the time to come to this remote place?
Is it really for tourism?
But she didn't say these thoughts out loud, nor did she respond to Xiaowei, but instead focused her attention back on the man in front of her.
At the same time, Wei Shengwang was also looking at the female Taoist priest.
She casually tied her hair into a bun with a peach wood hairpin, and a few strands of hair fluttered in the wind, gently brushing against her wheat-colored cheeks.
She wore a half-worn azure Taoist robe, its cuffs embroidered with faded eight-diagram patterns. While she lacked stunning beauty, her almond-shaped eyes were remarkably bright. When her eyes tilted upward, they seemed to glimpse the world's prosperity and vicissitudes; when she lowered them, they resembled the moon reflected in an ancient well, tranquil and profound.
Xing Rong lowered his head slightly, took a quick glance at Wei Shengwang's palm, and then looked at the followers behind him.
Then, as if she hadn't heard his words, she stretched leisurely and slowly stood up.
"If you want to tell your fortune, please come early tomorrow." After saying that, she turned around and walked away without caring about the expressions of the two people, leaving Weisheng Wang and his followers standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.
Wei Shengwang was about to call her, but the uncle selling buns next to Xing Rong's stall immediately stopped him.
He turned around and saw the uncle kindly reminding him, "Sir, there's a rule here at Taoist Miao. We only see ten people a day, and all ten of them have to get a number. Look, today's numbers have all been given out. You'd better come early tomorrow to get a number."
Wei Shengwang listened, pointed at her stall, and asked the owner in confusion: "But she didn't take anything away..."
The boss smiled and waved his hands, explaining, "You don't know this, right? Everyone in our town knows Master Miao! Even the beggars on the street know her. She won't clean up these things, and no one will come to mess with her."
At this moment, a vendor selling small items on the other side of Xing Rong's stall interrupted, saying, "Yes! Let me tell you, my wife..." He gestured with exaggerated expressions as he described how Xing Rong had cured his wife's illness, as well as other people's. He spoke vividly and chattered non-stop.
Wei Shengwang did not interrupt the vendor, but listened patiently to the end. The more these people talked, the more it showed how respected and trusted this female Taoist priest named Miao Xiaoli was in the town.
This made him even more certain that he was in the right place.
On the second day, he asked his follower Shuying to get a number. On the third day, he volunteered to wait in line until the end, so that he could spend more time chatting.
When it was his turn at last, she only glanced at him, then touched her belly which was beginning to protest, and said to him, "Sir, I am hungry."
Wei Shengwang immediately realized what was happening and smiled elegantly, "Master, would you be so kind as to have breakfast with us at Xiangyun Tower?"