The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Chapter 421

Huang Geng’s life was ups and downs.

In that catastrophe, he lost his relatives. He was still in poverty in his thirties.

It was in that place that he came into contact with the first book of fortune-telling, and since then he has been obsessed with metaphysics and cannot get rid of it.

After 20 years of diligent research, he emerged in the capital. At the age of nearly 50, he slowly got rid of the predicament of Life.

Have more time, energy and money to delve into the mysteries of metaphysics.

Since then, he has traveled almost throughout China, and even went to many places abroad, just to collect allusions and books left by the sages.

He regarded these classics as treasures and never showed them easily.

In the end, he became the president of the China Metaphysical Society. He became famous, and because of his real talent, he was regarded as a thorn in the eyes of some unruly people.

Therefore, in recent years, he has rarely left the capital, just to train his granddaughter Huang Zan, and at the same time guard and study the classics with great concentration.

It’s a pity that the years are not forgiving, and there will be power and poverty in the end.

It will soon be an ancient year, coupled with the hard life when he was young, leaving his body full of stubborn illnesses, making his energy worse than every day.

He often sighed in his heart that if it were not for that era, if he hadn’t spent more than ten years in the waste collection station, he might be able to achieve a higher level of metaphysical attainments.

Unfortunately, this can only be an illusion, no one can escape life, old age, sickness and death.

Therefore, he pinned his hopes on his younger generations and those classics, hoping that one day someone can penetrate the mystery of metaphysics and carry it forward.

This time he came to Xilin City according to his fate, looking for what might be the last chance in his life.

Those who are hiding in the darkness finally couldn’t help but want to do it.

He knew that the other party was not only trying to snatch those classics, but also wanted his life.

“Little sir,” he said to Wu Jun, “I gave myself a thought in the afternoon, knowing that my situation this time is gloomy, unclear and dangerous, I’m afraid…”

Looking at the granddaughter beside him, he never said the last sentence.

Wu Jun asked: “If this is the case, why don’t you return to the capital? If you go back, those people may not dare to do it clearly, right?”

“Prevent this one time, what about next time? I have been alive in the past few years. After I die, they still have to do it. So it is better to put this matter to an end while I am still alive.

“Moreover, when I came to Xilin City, I was also guided by fate. I will have adventures here.

“Now I believe that the little man is my adventure.

“So I implore Mr. Xiao to show me a clear path, at least to keep my old books from falling into the hands of those foreigners.”

“Can those foreigners read those books?” Wu Jun asked curiously.

“It should be incomprehensible, but it does not prevent them from destroying our chance to continue research.”

This is true.

It’s like a martial arts cheat book, even if you don’t understand it, you have to grab it. It’s better than the enemy’s masterful martial arts after reading it.

From Huang Geng’s images, he saw that those old books were kept in a relatively secret place. Now he has sent Yin Chuxi back, and he should be able to reach the capital before dark.

But it is estimated that when Yin Chuxi gets off the plane, he will be followed and monitored, waiting for him to move the book out.

According to ordinary people’s thinking, it’s just a matter of grabbing it.

But the other party will not do this.

Because they not only want to get these books, but also take this opportunity to kill Huang Geng.

So they would be like cats and mice, constantly trying to snatch these books. To protect them, Huang Geng would keep using divination until his energy was exhausted.

Even if he doesn’t die, he won’t be able to use divination again in a short time.

Only then can they have enough time to transfer these books to places out of Huang Geng’s reach.

The opponent’s hand is far-sighted and cruel.

It seems that there must be a master in the enemy’s camp, otherwise the system would not say it is a metaphysical duel.

The cause and effect of the matter have been clarified.

Wu Jun feels that Huang Geng’s old books must be preserved and cannot fall into the hands of outsiders.

And he is also looking forward to this duel which can be called the pinnacle of metaphysics.

So he asked: “Are you sure you want me to help you?”

“Sir, please don’t hesitate to take action.”

“Okay, but you have to listen to me.”

“Everything will be arranged by the little gentleman.”

Wu Jun thought for a while, and said: “There is no arrangement. The main thing is to rely on yourself. What I can help you is to leave you here for dinner and make a pot of tea to refresh your mind.”

Huang Geng knew that this must be superficial.

The way of metaphysics pays attention to being secret and unannounced. If everything is told to the world in advance, then it’s not called metaphysics, it’s called advertising.

But with Wu Jun’s words, he at least has no worries and can go all out to fight the opponent.

“You can rest here for a while.”

After Wu Jun left the Caolu, he first called the driver of the black car, Xiao Liu, and gave him a middle-level safety charm, and asked him to take Dahei and Jasmine to Shijia City as quickly as possible.

It is four o’clock in the afternoon, and there are 12 hours before four o’clock tomorrow morning.

The distance of 1400 kilometers in 12 hours is a bit rushed.

But Xiao Liu has never let him down, and he believes he will not this time either.

After sending off Xiao Liu, he found the book collection in Huang Geng’s image, called Su Mingyue, and explained something like this.

Finally he dialed Zhang Lao’s phone.

Unlike Su Mingyue, Wu Jun and this old Zhang did not have too deep friendship, but after ten minutes of conversation, Zhang old resolutely agreed to help protect those classics.

In this way, even if things can have a more perfect ending.

…

Capital.

According to the address provided by Wu Jun, Su Mingyue arrived at a quiet residential area in the second ring with a pile of books, and gently knocked on a door.

After knocking several times to make sure that no one came to open the door, he pressed a series of codes on the smart lock on the door.

With a click, the door opened.

Su Mingyue looked at no one on the left and right, and walked in with a book in her arms.

The decoration of the house is relatively simple, there are no household appliances, and the kitchen is empty. The huge living room has been renovated into a huge study room. The shelves full of walls are full of very thick information books, which seem to be some years old.

He came to a bedroom door.

The bedroom door is actually equipped with a thick anti-theft door, which is also a very advanced smart lock.

He entered a string of codes again, and the bedroom door opened with a click.

Pressing the light switch on the wall, Su Mingyue saw a large safe.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for him to believe that Huang would buy a house worth more than tens of millions in order to put in a safe.

He was very curious about how Mr Huang moved in such a big safe.

But now is not the time to study this, he enters the password again on the safe.

Click——

The door of the safe opened unsurprisingly.

Open the heavy door, there are a few thick paper boxes inside, and some old books are neatly placed inside.

He took out two books at random and flipped through them, and his mind was suddenly surging.

These books are rare metaphysical classics!

President Huang is also true, there are so many good things that he doesn’t share with everyone.

Okay now, it’s coveted.

If it weren’t for the master this time, these precious books might fall into the hands of others, or be destroyed forever in this world.

Take it, you must take it all!

Su Mingyue took out all the books in the paper box and put all the books he had brought into the paper box.

The books he brought are also some metaphysical classics, but they can be bought for dozens of dollars on the market.

Then he locked various doors, quietly came downstairs, and got into his own car.

He can’t go yet.

According to the master’s arrangement, he will have to follow a car later until tomorrow morning.

It’s a pity that he has been sealing his hexagram for three years now, and he can’t help but be a bit regretful for being unable to participate in this destined thrilling duel with the master and Huang Lao.

But being able to participate in this matter personally, coupled with so many precious and good books, he thinks it’s worth it.

I hope Mr. Huang can survive this disaster, but if a master takes action, it may not be easy for him to die. He thinks he should worry about himself, how can he survive the night in the car is real.

Before long, he saw a familiar figure, Yin Chuxi came.

He hurried upstairs and downstairs, carrying a few cartons whose contents had been dropped by him, and then started a black car downstairs.

Su Mingyue said to the driver, “Follow that car.”

At the same time, more than a dozen cars parked outside the community also followed them far behind.

…

After dinner, Huang Geng took out the tortoise shell and copper coins with a solemn expression, placed them on the table gently, then closed his eyes and rested his mind to keep himself in the best condition.

Wu Jun sat leisurely to make tea, using Lingquan well water with a little rootless water.

There are still a few celestial cucumbers on the table, which can allow Huang Geng to replenish his stamina.

After all, being old, staying up all night is more uncomfortable.

However, these can supplement Huang Geng’s physical strength, but cannot make up for the exhaustion of his mind.

Therefore, Huang Geng is doomed to suffer a crime tonight, and it may be good…a dozen games.

Time passed slowly, and at around nine o’clock in the evening, Huang Geng suddenly opened his eyes when a cool breeze blew.

“here we go!”

He leisurely picked up the tortoise shell on the table, shook it gently six times, and scattered six copper coins on the table.

After a moment of concentration, he asked Huang Zan to get through Yin Chuxi’s phone.

“From Jishuitan to the north, to the fourth ring to the west!”

Yin Chuxi, who was thousands of miles away, received the order and turned the steering wheel without hesitation to let the car go north.

From the rearview mirror, he saw several cars following him all the time.

He knew that these people came for those books, and he secretly vowed in his heart that he must get rid of these people and take the books to a safer place.

After issuing the first order, Huang Geng’s face had changed slightly, and the bloody color that he had raised just now seemed to fade away in an instant.

Seeing that his face was not good, Huang Zun asked without worry: “Grandpa, how are you?”

“fine.”

Wu Jun smiled and said, “Sip some tea.”

“Thank you little sir.”

Mr. Huang picked up the tea cup and took a sip, feeling that the physical strength he had just consumed had obviously recovered a little, and he couldn’t help but feel curious.

This tea does not seem to be ordinary!

But it was not the time to discuss this. After a cup of tea, he closed his eyes and continued to rest.

Wu Jun also kept his cell phone on, watching the live news that Su Mingyue kept sending him.

Now that Huang Geng has made a move, what kind of response will the other party do?