White Bone Evolution Guide

Chapter 105 You may have met one just like you, a cunning old fox.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain.

An old Taoist priest with white hair and beard, exuding an air of otherworldly wisdom, sat on a small stool.

Gu Xiaojiao stood to the side, while Guo Jin and Crow looked at the old Taoist priest with serious and respectful expressions.

"This layman is upright and chivalrous, destined for greatness, yet today his face is dark, and he seems anxious and agitated. He must be facing some trouble. Could it be that he is searching for someone?"

The old Taoist priest flicked his whisk, his expression unfathomable.

Guo Jin and the crow exchanged a glance: "Do you know what we're looking for?"

Gu Xiaojiao coughed lightly: "Old Guo has been wandering around this area all day. Anyone who isn't blind can tell he's looking for someone."

The old Taoist chuckled and pinched his fingers: "To be precise, you're not looking for the right person."

Guo Jin and the crow were both taken aback, while Gu Xiaojiao looked surprised: "Then tell me, what are you looking for?"

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and tapped the QR code on the desktop with his whisk: "This old Taoist priest has a connection with you, lay Buddhist."

"I understand," Guo Jin said, and was about to scan the code.

Gu Xiaojiao quickly reached out and grasped the old Taoist's wrist, looking at him: "I wonder which of Changxing's fortune-telling and divination methods you practice?"

"Little Jiao, this is..." Guo Jin looked at the old Taoist.

He searched all day without success, and the others had no leads either.

The old Taoist priest suddenly called out to him, saying that he had not found the right person. Could it be that he really knew something?

Whether it's a scam or we have clues, taking them back for questioning won't take much time.

"Oh? You also know these things, so are you perhaps a fellow traveler?" The old Taoist's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked at Gu Xiaojiao.

"I've only heard about it," Gu Xiaojiao said.

The old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out the man was an amateur who had overheard a few words somewhere and thought he understood.

Thinking of this, he smiled slightly: "Old Taoist hermit, you are carrying the aura of calamity, and I fear you may suffer a bloody disaster."

"Is that so? Every fortune teller says that; when I asked you what kind of fortune telling or divination you practiced, you avoided answering, so I stopped asking."

Gu Xiaojiao didn't take it seriously, took out a roll of money from his pocket and placed it on the table: "If you have no children, sir, take these few hundred yuan and spend them. Things are not peaceful lately, so it's best not to go out."

The old Taoist priest glanced at the money on the table and shook his head slightly: "That's enough, our fate has run its course. Take the money back, lest you regret it."

"Consider it a meal for the old man." Gu Xiaojiao pulled Guo Jin up: "Old Guo, let's go, Brother Bai is here."

"Okay." Guo Jin stood up, ready to leave.

The old Taoist priest said calmly, "Layman, I'm just giving you a friendly reminder: bloodshed is imminent, so be careful."

Gu Xiaojiao was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore. He turned around and prepared to leave when he saw Gu Bai walking over: "Brother Bai."

Gu Bai walked over and looked at the old Taoist priest: "Old Taoist priest, you just said he was going to have a bloody disaster?"

"Indeed." The old Taoist stroked his beard. "This calamity is quite severe, and it may implicate those around you."

Gu Xiaojiao dismissed it: "Brother Bai, don't believe this..."

"How much?" Gu Bai pointed to the QR code.

A hint of joy flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, but he remained calm and said, "It's all fate."

"Brother Bai, you believe in this too?" Guo Jin asked in surprise.

Gu Bai scanned the QR code and transferred 10,000 yuan.

"Ten thousand yuan has been deposited into your account."

As the payment notification sounded, the old Taoist priest trembled, his hands clenched tightly under the table, and he almost jumped up.

What a fat sheep!

"Ask him in detail what kind of bloodshed is going to happen." Gu Bai pulled Gu Xiaojiao and sat him on a small stool.

Tai Sui spoke in his mind: "This old Taoist priest looks ordinary, just an average old man."

Gu Bai responded in his mind: "It is indeed very common, but there is definitely something wrong with Gu Xiaojiao. Either it's just a lucky guess, or there is a kind of person stronger than us in him."

"Ten thousand yuan, it's worth a try," Tai Sui said.

If there really is someone like that, ten thousand yuan is nothing; if not, consider it a donation.

Gu Xiaojiao's heart skipped a beat; he knew a little about Gu Bai.

He is a martial arts master with extraordinary strength, far surpassing Guo Jin.

Could it be that the old Taoist priest before us is truly a master?

Three stories high?

With that thought in mind, he composed himself and spoke with a hint of respect: "Old Taoist priest, please take a look at me."

Guo Jin couldn't help but tug at Gu Bai, sending a message on his phone: "Brother Bai, what did you figure out?"

Gu Bai: "Let's wait and see."

Although the old Taoist priest was old, he was very energetic, with keen eyes and ears, and took in all the movements of the two people.

He took out his right hand, made a pinching motion with his fingers, and muttered some incantations.

However, his voice was so muffled that neither the three people nor the crow could hear what he was saying.

As he made a finger-counting gesture, his expression grew increasingly serious, his breathing became heavier, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Tai Sui: "Wow, that's really dedicated. There are little water bags inside the hair."

Gu Bai: "That's what you call professional."

Tai Sui: "It's confirmed, it's fake."

Gu Bai: "Not necessarily. What if they're like me? If they see something, they might use ordinary methods to hide themselves. Treating yourself as a truly ordinary person is the best way to conceal yourself."

Tai Sui: "That makes sense, let's take another look."

Gu Xiaojiao's heart tightened, and Guo Jin and Crow both became serious, not daring to breathe.

Fifteen minutes passed before the old Taoist priest finally stopped, panting heavily.

"Master, have you figured it out yet?" Gu Xiaojiao asked nervously.

He hadn't thought much of it at first, but after glancing at Guo Jin, Crow, and Gu Bai, he panicked.

The old Taoist priest caught his breath for a moment, then sighed heavily, "This calamity is too great. I can only offer you three a piece of advice: whether you can overcome this calamity depends on you three."

"Please enlighten me, Daoist Master," Gu Xiaojiao said, clasping his hands in greeting.

The old Taoist priest wiped the water droplets from his forehead: "Buy tickets immediately and get away from Wudang Mountain. The farther you go, the better. There might still be a glimmer of hope."

"What exactly is the calamity?" Gu Xiaojiao pressed for an answer.

"The secrets of heaven cannot be fully revealed," the old Taoist priest said, shaking his head.

Gu Xiaojiao frowned: "There must be some commentary, right?"

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard, his eyes glancing downwards.

Tai Sui: "He's looking at his phone."

Gu Bai: "I found out. Let's see what he said."

The old Taoist priest pretended to ponder: "When the three Yin stars fall to the ground, it brings misfortune to the house; one will have to walk through the gates of hell. A wrecked boat encountering a headwind will lead to the destruction of the family and death, with nowhere to escape. If you leave now, there is still a glimmer of hope. Do not hesitate."

"Three Yin stars falling on the house gate is an ominous sign? This is a divination slip from divination blocks. Is this the lineage the Taoist priest follows?"

Gu Xiaojiao subconsciously asked, "Where is the immortal realm, Daoist Master?"

"Young man, hurry up and run for your life, don't waste time here," the old Taoist priest urged.

Gu Xiaojiao stood up and looked at Gu Bai.

"Let's go." Gu Bai nodded and led them away.

The old Taoist priest watched them leave, let out a long sigh, picked up several hundred yuan from the table, abandoned the table and chairs, and ran away.

Gu Bai patted the crow: "Follow him, but keep your distance. Just make sure you know his location."

"Is there something wrong with him?" The crow glanced at him, then flew up and went to keep an eye on him.

"This old Taoist priest seems more like a fraud," Gu Xiaojiao frowned. "We don't use divination blocks for fortune telling here, and he's unwilling to say where he learned it. His accent is more like that of Jiangcheng, but we use the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches to tell fortunes. He's a bit of a charlatan."

Gu Bai: "Let's wait and see what happens with the crows. Maybe I'm overthinking it."

Tai Sui: "Check your phone's group chat. You might have met someone just like you, a cunning old fox."

He picked up his phone and glanced at it, then exclaimed in shock: "Holy crap, we went to find that old Taoist priest? Did we really run into a master?"

The two glanced at his phone, their scalps tingling: "Is this some kind of ghost? This newbie might get eaten alive."