Chapter 5 Masters of Sculpture and Calligraphy

Most of the astonished people actually entered the live broadcast room out of curiosity, just two or three small shrimps wandering around the room.

You should know that Zhang Changsheng’s live broadcast account has been broadcasting continuously for five years, every day, rain or shine.

He has only one old fan. He is the first one to click on Zhang Changsheng’s live broadcast every day, and he gives him rewards from time to time. Every time he gives him a reward, it’s a rocket. The accumulated rewards have exceeded 100,000, making him the number one on the list.

But this old fan is indeed different. He never says a word. But what a coincidence, this old fan is not online today.

You know, in the past, as soon as Zhang Changsheng came online, the other party would always appear first until the live broadcast ended.

Most of the other tourists came in to take a look. They saw no young ladies and no Taoist magic being performed. It was just a daily live broadcast of the Taoist temple. What was there to watch? They would not pay attention to Zhang Changsheng, the host.

But today was different. The content of the live broadcast opened their eyes and they felt that this young Taoist priest had some skills.

First, it was the carving. His superb carving skills and deep concentration during carving, as if he forgot himself and the world around him, immediately attracted their attention. The most important thing was that the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady he carved was so lifelike that she seemed alive.

This is definitely the level of a master carver.

Not to mention anything else, if such a live broadcast had been done in the past, it would definitely attract a lot of people.

Then Zhang Changsheng's calligraphy was really good. The characters were dignified and majestic, with iron-like strokes and silver-like hooks, and were unique.

What is even more rare is the momentum implied by the font, which, like the Taoist Zhang Changsheng, has a kind of elegance and transcendence that is not worldly.

Moreover, the couplet has a profound artistic conception. Combined with all the other factors, if Zhang Changsheng was not too young, they would all think that it was written by a Taoist master with an immortal appearance.

It is amazing for a young man to have a skill. Zhang Changsheng’s skills are completely different!
"Hey, we seem to have forgotten something!"

At this moment, everyone came back to their senses as if awakened from a dream.

Before, my attention was all on the exquisite carving skills and writing level, and I forgot that the horizontal scroll of this couplet was a guide.

The four words "point out the way to the maze" are straightforward and clear.

"Is the anchor preparing to tell fortunes?"

"Fortune telling???!!! This... let's just forget it."

"I agree +1."

"..."

Now we live in a scientific world, and many people are dismissive of fortune-telling, believing it to be the dregs left over from feudal civilization.

The younger generation naturally no longer believes in this thing, and only some old people still firmly believe in fate and destiny.

It is no wonder that young people no longer believe in this ancient thing passed down. With the advent of the technological age, information has advanced by leaps and bounds, and there are a large number of people who specialize in debunking counterfeits and deciphering the scams of those charlatans.

The younger generation has already formed a concept: charlatan + fortune-telling = liar + deception.

If one could really predict other people's wealth and fortune, why would those fortune tellers who set up stalls on the streets still set up stalls in busy cities and lead a wandering life like the small vendors?

With this ability, as long as he went to the houses of dignitaries, he would be rich and powerful, and he would have risen to prominence long ago. If someone else wanted to set up a stall to tell fortunes, they would definitely sneer at him, and inevitably make some sarcastic remarks in the live broadcast room.

But they had seen the methods Zhang Changsheng displayed before, and they were indeed quite capable. They did not dare to criticize him easily at this moment, but doubts were still inevitable.

Zhang Changsheng didn't care whether these people believed him or not, and said to the live camera: "Only when you understand the principles can you understand the mysteries, and you should avoid disasters and seek good fortunes. Divination has its own trajectory, and common sense in the world leads to good and bad fortunes. To resolve doubts, you must understand the principles of Yi. If there is no position at the right time, you will live a carefree life. Look for the changes in mathematics and physics in it, and good and bad fortunes are in the right position. Movement and stillness depend on time. When time and position are integrated, you can make divinations as wonderful as a god."

Buddhism has gathas, and Taoism also has gathas.

Zhang Changsheng recited a Taoist verse in the manner of chanting scriptures, which had a solemnity of its own and gave people the feeling that he was a man of enlightenment, which was quite inconsistent with his age.

Unlike the charlatans on the street who just say things like, "I counted with my fingers and you're going to have a bloody disaster."

If Zhang Changsheng was still the same Zhang Changsheng, even if he pretended to be mature and recited this verse, it would only make people feel that he was a young man who did not know the taste of sorrow and was forcing himself to be sad in order to write new poems.

But Zhang Changsheng is the peerless celestial master of Qiankun Continent and a great man himself. When he recited this Taoist verse, it was as if he was giving a lecture, explaining the ultimate truths of heaven and earth and teaching the way of heaven and earth to the world.

That is to say, in the Dharma-Ending Age, if it were in the Qiankun Continent, at its heyday, we would not dare to say that it would be like the preaching of the ancient great powers, with phenomena such as flowers falling from the sky and golden lotus emerging from the ground, but the heaven and earth would be touched, the Tao would follow the laws of nature, and magical images would emerge.

However, it also gave several visitors in the live broadcast room a shock, as if they had been hit on the head with a wake-up call, and they had some inexplicable realization.

"Everyone, you may as well give it a try. If you can't solve it, I won't charge you a penny."

Zhang Changsheng was calm and composed. Although he was clearly seeking wealth, he gave people a sense of selflessness, which made people unable to help but trust him.

The netizen was half asleep and half awake, having encountered some bad things recently... These bad things seemed so outrageous and unbelievable to think about.

Originally, she had no intention of having her fortune told. She had always scoffed at these things since she was a child, believing that they were the dregs left over from feudal culture. Only ignorant and uneducated people would believe in them.

But the exquisite carving and unique calligraphy that Zhang Changsheng demonstrated today are enough for him to make a living in the live broadcast industry with just these two skills, so there is no need for him to engage in fortune-telling.

The most important thing is that Zhang Changsheng has an extraordinary temperament and does not look like a swindler. What's more, Zhang Changsheng is a Taoist priest of a Taoist temple. He is different from the swindlers who just make a fortune and leave. The monk can run away, but the temple cannot.

So, the netizen, half asleep and half awake, said in the live broadcast room: "Anchor, I have encountered some strange things recently. I wonder if you can help solve them?"

Anyway, I'll give it a try. It doesn't seem to be a loss. If it can be solved, it's the best. If it can't be solved, the other party doesn't want his money.

"Strange thing? How strange is it? Tell it out loud so that everyone can hear it."

"Is this a ghost? Is this really possible these days?"

"Tell us your story. We are all ears. The melon seed bench is ready."

"Hey, hurry up and show us the big stuff..."

Several tourists in the live broadcast room watched the fun and didn't mind making trouble. They joined in the noise, just to have fun and kill time.

Many people were also curious whether Zhang Changsheng could really tell something. After all, the other party showed master-level carving skills and calligraphy attainments in one go, so he shouldn't be lying.

After all, with such skills, any carving or calligraphy would be very expensive, so there is no need to engage in fortune-telling and cheat people out of money!
(End of this chapter)