143: Zhang Lingyu, who was tricked and became lame

Inside the narrow subway tunnel.

Zhang Lingyu, with white hair and wearing a simple Daoist robe, sat on a small stool, his head bowed.

Next to him was a cardboard sign with four shaky characters written on it: "Fortune-telling and Character Divination."

Beside him, a curvaceous lady in her forties or fifties, dressed in designer clothes with a golden wavy perm, was chattering incessantly.

"Handsome young man, I've been watching you for days.

How much money do you make fortune-telling in a day?

Come with me, and I'll give you twenty thousand a month for pocket money."

"Sorry... you should find someone else..."

"Handsome young man, think about it, think about it.

I'll come back tomorrow and ask you again."

With that, the lady left the fortune-telling stall.

Zhang Lingyu at this moment was like a salted fish who had lost his Soul, his future uncertain.

During this time, he had already spent all his money since coming down the mountain, and now he had no choice but to set up a fortune-telling stall.

He, a dignified High Priest of Mount Longhu, had actually fallen to the point of fortune-telling.

Now, the money he earned each day wasn't even enough for his own meals, requiring Xia He's assistance.

Alas... Zhang Lingyu felt utterly humiliated.

He, a dignified man, actually needed a woman to support him...

"Hey... Great Master... My luck has been a bit bad recently.

Can you help me take a look?"

A voice came, and Zhang Lingyu immediately brightened, agreeing:

"I can see! I can see! No charge if I can't tell your fortune properly! Do you want to know about your career or your marriage?"

Zhang Lingyu then looked up slightly and found that it was actually Zhang Chulan.

He immediately abandoned his stall and ran away.

"Sister Bao'er! Stop him! Don't let him run away!"

Feng Baobao immediately stepped forward and hugged Zhang Lingyu's leg.

"What are you doing!? Feng Baobao, let go!"

Zhang Chulan looked at Zhang Lingyu with a mocking expression.

"Isn't this... Immortal Master Lingyu?

I haven't seen you in a while, have you fallen so low that you're going to be a kept man?"

"Martial Uncle Lin Yuan has been living luxuriously since he came down the mountain.

Why don't you go to him?"

"Zhang Chulan! What exactly do you want to do! Quickly tell Feng Baobao to let go of me!"

Zhang Chulan sat down casually in front of the stall.

"Alright, Sister Bao'er, you can let go.

Junior Martial Uncle Lingyu, shall we have a chat?"

Zhang Lingyu sat opposite Zhang Chulan, head bowed, not saying a word.

"Since we parted ways at Mount Longhu, how have you been?

How did you end up in such a state?"

"Zhang Chulan, are you here to kick me while I'm down?"

Zhang Lingyu asked with his eyes closed:

"Heh heh, in terms of seniority, you are my Junior Martial Uncle.

How dare I make fun of you?"

Feng Baobao blinked her innocent eyes.

"Huh? You didn't say that in the car yesterday.

You said Zhang Lingyu, that guy, became like this because of a woman, so spineless."

... The atmosphere on the scene became extremely awkward for a moment.

Zhang Chulan: "Big sister, can you stop sabotaging me?

You're my teammate!

Is it appropriate for you to come and mess with your teammate's business?"

Zhang Lingyu said with a self-deprecating look: "Yes... I am a spineless thing! You're right! I can't provide a stable environment for someone, and I don't have the Face to go find Junior Brother Lin Yuan..."

Zhang Chulan sighed.

"Alas... this can't go on like this, can it?

A man always needs to find his own career, right?"

Zhang Chulan probed, "What are your plans next?

How about working with me?"

"Zhang Chulan! Are you pitying me?"

Zhang Lingyu said angrily.

"Pity you?

How much you looked down on me before, now I'll make you unable to reach me!"

Zhang Chulan looked at Zhang Lingyu with a smug expression.

...A moment later, Zhang Chulan put away his playful smile and looked at Zhang Lingyu with a serious expression.

"Junior Martial Uncle Lingyu, you actually know that no one dares to employ you now."

"As an outcast of the Tianshi Mansion, righteous people dare not employ you, and it's even more impossible for you to join Quansheng."

"Fortune-telling, I estimate that with your honest personality, you'll say whatever you divine, and you won't say pretty words.

You can't even be a good Jianghu swindler."

"Out in the world, you can't even maintain basic sustenance.

If someone else had approached you today, not me, you would definitely have agreed, wouldn't you?"

"Junior Martial Uncle Lingyu, I truly am not pitying you; I am merely asking if you can help me?"

Zhang Lingyu looked at Zhang Chulan with a look of surprise.

"You're asking me?

The strongest fighter on Mount Longhu is Lin Yuan; why don't you look for him?"

Zhang Chulan looked at Zhang Lingyu with sincere eyes.

"Quansheng, Mount Longhu, Tianxia Association, the Lu family, the Wang family, the Lu family... these forces have always been watching me."

"Martial Uncle Lin Yuan is indeed very capable, but he acts purely based on his personal likes and dislikes.

His impression of me isn't very good, and his previous interventions were also out of respect for Grandmaster's Face."

"But you are different, Junior Martial Uncle Lingyu!"

"To be honest, Junior Martial Uncle Lingyu, to this day, I, Zhang Chulan, don't have a single close friend, even though our start wasn't very pleasant."

"But I truly don't dislike you; on the contrary, on certain matters, I even highly agree with your views."

"Junior Martial Uncle Lingyu, I would like to ask you to seriously consider this."

"And... I know you've always been bothered by being expelled from the sect."

"Don't forget, I haven't been expelled from the sect."

Hearing this, a glimmer of hope suddenly burst forth in Zhang Lingyu's eyes.

That's right! This kid Zhang Chulan hasn't been expelled from Mount Longhu.

If he wants to return to Mount Longhu, it's perfectly normal for him to take him back to see it, right?

"Furthermore, Junior Martial Uncle Lingyu, if you join the company, you will inevitably have business dealings with Martial Uncle Lin Yuan in the future.

Given your relationship, even if you don't say anything, I will still beg him to speak well of you to Grandmaster."

"Don't forget, Martial Uncle Lin Yuan once cured Elder Tian.

With that connection, Grandmaster will definitely seriously consider his words.

Don't you want to return to Mount Longhu?"

Zhang Lingyu suddenly stood up.

"Is that true!?"

Zhang Chulan looked at Zhang Lingyu with a light smile.

"Junior Martial Uncle Lingyu! Firstly, I have no reason to harm you.

Secondly, you are my Junior Martial Uncle, and we are from the same sect.

If I lied to you, would Martial Uncle Lin Yuan let me off?"

"Think about it carefully.

Joining the company means a monthly salary, and bonuses if you do well."

"It's better than your fortune-telling, isn't it?

And don't you want to achieve something great like Martial Uncle Lin Yuan?

You are both Disciples of Mount Longhu, and your rank is even higher than his."

What Zhang Chulan said made Zhang Lingyu eager to move.

"Alright, don't say anymore.

I'll pack up my stall now and go with you."

Zhang Chulan put his arm around Zhang Lingyu.

"You've found a good job, so why bother packing up your stall?

Let's go, I'll treat you to a good meal!

Let's have a good drink."

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