Chapter 332 Prejudgment
Pan Yun believes in luck, but she doesn't believe in her own luck, so she wins by her own ability.

Pan Yun and Miao Zhen flew up the hillside one after another. Miao Zhen stood facing west, and Pan Yun stood with her, holding a hot talisman in her hand.

Miao Zhen said: "He is over here."

Pan Yun said: "The talisman shows that he is still a long way from us. Let's go."

The two of them flew down the hill, one in front of the other, and did not follow the road at all. Instead, they rushed in the direction calculated by the talisman and Miaozhen Divination. They climbed up the mountains and crossed the water.

They flew and stopped for a long time, and in the evening, they stopped outside Wujiazhuang.

The talisman in Pan Yun's hand was burning hot, and Miao Zhen could no longer predict the whereabouts. After collecting the tortoise shell, he said, "It's nearby. It should be not far away."

Pan Yun saw someone driving cattle back, and hurried forward to ask, "Please wait, kind man. I am passing by here and I am a little thirsty. May I ask for a bowl of water to drink?"

The old man herding cattle glanced at Pan Yun and Miao Zhen, nodded and said, "Come with me."

He led the two people home, poured them a bowl of water first, then slowly walked into the house and scooped out a bowl of rice for them.

Pan Jun stared blankly at the rice handed to him.

The old man frowned, "What are you standing there for? Bring out your cloth bags to catch it."

Pan Jun came back to her senses, blushed, and fumbled in her sleeves in a panic. After taking out the cloth bag, she opened it hastily.

The old man poured a bowl of rice into the pot and said, "Winter is here. Are those old Taoist priests driving you little ones down the mountain to beg for food again?"

Pan Yun blushed and shook her head, defending her senior brother, "No, kind old man, we really came here to ask for water, and by the way, we want to ask about someone."

The old man waved his hand and said, "How could I not know? Every winter, many homeless men, monks, nuns and Taoist priests come to our village to beg for alms."

Pan Yun said ashamedly: "We are so incompetent. Thank you for your help, kind old man."

The old man waved his hand and said, "There's nothing wrong with being incompetent. What's scary is the capable monks."

The old man smiled and said, "If all the monks in the world would come down from the mountains to beg for alms during the winter, then the people of the world would have peace."

Miaozhen:......

Pan Yun, however, gave a thumbs up and praised: "Old man, you are very insightful. I think so too."

The old man looked at Pan Yun in surprise, then burst into laughter after a moment. He took her elbow and walked out the door. Standing at the door, he pointed in a direction and said, "See? There is a big house over there."

Pan Yun nodded: "I see, could it be the landlord of your village?"

"He is the landlord of our village. His family is rich and his wife is a kind person. If you go to her, you will definitely be able to get more rice. If you are lucky, you may even get some money."

"By the way, stay away from their master. He is a miser. Not to mention begging for alms, even dogs have to urinate in front of their door when passing by, otherwise they will not leave."

Pan Yun: ...What is this story?
It doesn't sound like the landlord is taking advantage.

Pan Yun and Miao Zhen were pushed for two steps before they remembered and turned back quickly, "Good old man, I don't know where this place is..."

The old man said, "This is Wujiazhuang. Eighty percent of the people in the village have the surname Wu. The landlord's surname is also Wu. Let's go find him."

Then, without waiting for Pan Yun and Miao Zhen to react, he walked in and closed the gate.

Pan Yun could only swallow what she had to say. Sigh, she also wanted to ask if there were any strangers coming recently...

"Let's go, let's go talk to Master Wu," Pan Jun reached out and took Pan Xiaohei out of Miao Zhen's arms, and threw him aside, "Go around and see if there are any suspicious people."

Pan Xiaohei muttered to himself, but still jumped onto the roof with light cat steps and quickly slipped away on the tiles.

As the sun sets, Mr. Wu has finished his dinner and is strolling outside his house to digest his food. He also watches the farmhands compressing and bundling the silage into a pile.

Pan Yun and Miao Zhen strolled forward and recognized Master Wu at a glance, staring at his face.

Master Wu was exposed to these two fiery gazes and couldn't help but notice them.

Seeing that the two men were complete strangers and were wearing Taoist robes, he frowned slightly, turned around and went into the house.

"Wait a minute, Master Wu," Pan Yun hurriedly called him, "Master Wu, your time is coming——"

Mr. Wu rolled his eyes in an indecent manner, turned around and interrupted Pan Yun's words: "Are you going to say that my forehead is black and I will have a bloody disaster?"

Pan Yun paused and asked, "Can you calculate it yourself?"

"Does it really matter?" Mr. Wu said bluntly, "Nine out of ten Taoist fortune tellers on the street start their conversations like this, and only one will say that I have a happy event."

Pan Yun: "...It seems that Mr. Wu's luck is not very good."

"It's not that great. I can run into you scammers wherever I go," said Master Wu. "I'm still at home, and you can trick me into coming to my doorstep. Do I look so easy to fool?"

Pan Yun looked Master Wu up and down and shook his head, "No, Master Wu, you look hard to fool, but you look really unlucky and very rich."

Mr. Wu was not angry at first, but now he was really angry. He said angrily: "Who are you saying is unlucky? You are unlucky. All of you in the Taoist temple are unlucky!"

Pan Yun nodded, "I am indeed unlucky, and our Taoist temple is indeed the most unlucky one within a hundred miles."

Master Wu: … “But no matter how unlucky I am, I have never been as unlucky as Master Wu, with dark clouds hanging over my head and black and red blood clouds almost overflowing my forehead.” Pan Yun asked directly: “Master Wu, have you offended anyone in the past few days?”

"No!" Master Wu said directly: "I am kind to others and never offend anyone. Are you trying to say that I am a villain?"

Pan Yun choked. Someone knew her lines in advance and she wanted to curse.

But what she said is true~!

Pan Yun took a deep breath, smiled and was about to speak, but Master Wu said before her: "Don't even think about making a penny from me!"

The smile on Pan Yun's face suddenly collapsed, and he said expressionlessly: "I don't make money from you, I let you make money from me!"

Pan Yun took out a silver ingot of one tael from his sleeve and handed it to him, saying expressionlessly: "Master Wu, I will ask you three questions. As long as you answer truthfully, I will give you this tael of silver."

Master Wu took a step back, but his eyes were fixed on the small silver ingot in her hand. "What kind of new scam is this? I have never heard of it before."

Pan Yun said expressionlessly: "What are you afraid of? Anyway, this is your doorstep, and you have so many farmhands around you. Just stick to one principle. No matter what I say, you will never pay a penny. You won't lose anything, and you can still get money from me..."

"Cheat money from scammers?" Mr. Wu's eyes lit up and he thought this was a good idea.

The main thing is that the small silver ingot in Pan Yun’s hand is so beautiful and cute, and it seems that the quality of the silver is good.

Master Wu slowly stretched out his hand, then quickly took the silver ingot from her hand, bit it, and after confirming that it was real, he put it into his sleeve, stroked his beard and said calmly: "Three questions, ask them."

The farmhands nearby were so jealous that they stopped their work involuntarily and listened attentively, wanting to know which three questions were worth one or two taels of silver.

Once they learn this, they will be able to earn this money in the future.

Pan Yun: "Have any strangers passed by and stayed in your village recently?"

Master Wu was pulling at his beard and thinking. Just as he was thinking, the farmhand beside him shouted, "I know!"

Pan Yun and Miao Zhen turned their heads to look at him.

The farmhand said, "Around noon today, a man wearing black clothes and black pants, who looked like an unrespectable person, passed by our village and asked us for directions to Bai Village."

"It's obvious that he's not a good person, so we pointed him to the opposite way, making sure he never finds Baicun!"

Pan Yun and Miao Zhen: …

As soon as I heard the description of the two people, I knew it was Qu Le.

Qu Le is so pitiful.

Pan Jun shook his head directly, "I'm not asking him, I'm asking this person!"

Pan Yun took out a portrait from his sleeve and showed it to them.

This is a portrait of Chang Mingwei that Pan Yun repainted based on the portrait on the wanted poster.

Everyone came closer to take a closer look. Master Wu also looked at the portrait carefully with his eyes wide open. After a while, he shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it before, but it looks familiar."

Others also said: "It looks familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere before, but I have definitely not seen it before."

Pan Yun: "Then think about it. Have there been any strangers who have come to the village recently, have no household registration, no pass, and are still staying in your village?"

Pan Jun scanned the expressions of the crowd, mainly staring at Mr. Wu.

Sure enough, I saw his expression froze, obviously he thought of something.

The farmhands gathered together and counted on their fingers.

In autumn and winter, there is harvesting, winter wheat planting, and silage. Because there is a lot to do, Mr. Wu also hires temporary workers, and there are many strangers coming to the village.

They all pointed out things they were not familiar with, but as the employer, Mr. Wu knew the workers he recruited best.

He knows exactly who is from where, whether they have household registration or travel permit, whether they have an introducer, and who the introducer is.

Seeing that he looked strange but didn't say anything, Pan Yun said, "Master Wu, since you have taken my money, you should answer my question."

Mr. Wu said unhappily, "What if I don't answer?"

"I curse you!" Pan Yun said seriously, "You have also seen the wanted order. I am here to arrest wanted criminals. I am so young and yet I dare to do such a thing. Do you think I am incompetent?"

"It's hard to save people, but easy to harm them. Cursing is the easiest magic to learn. You take the money but don't do the job. I will draw circles and curse you now!"

Mr. Wu felt that the small silver ingot in his hand was very hot. He almost threw it away, but... he couldn't bear to do so.

Yes, he loves money that much.

Mr. Wu, who loves money, is not afraid of offending a farmhand who might be a wanted criminal. He first stated to Pan Yun, "I am not harboring a criminal. I do have a farmhand here who has no household registration and no travel permit, but he does not look like the person in the wanted portrait."

　I feel like I don't need to ask for leave today.

　　(End of this chapter)