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The young Daoist priest returned to the small town after leaving a short while back. He was someone whom many young girls and young women in the small town constantly thought about, and he set up his stall in the same place as before and started to offer fortune-telling services again.
Surprisingly, however, there was now a fellow fortune teller sitting nearby, offering his business and stealing customers from the young Daoist priest in the bustling small town. He was in his seventies, and he was dressed in brand-new Daoist robes. His cheeks were surprisingly rosy, and he appeared as ethereal as could be,
The old Daoist priest was sitting behind a large table, and he exuded the aura of a mystical immortal. There was a shiny big container on the table, and inside the container were neatly cut bamboo slips. An extravagant-looking silk flag was also standing beside the table, and there was a couplet written on the surface of the flag — "Knowledgeable in yin and yang, well-versed in the Eight Trigrams, skilled in astrology, and proficient at geography, all it takes is a single slip; Able to sacrifice wealth to avert calamity, and able to accumulate merit and virtue, all it takes is a few copper coins."
Business was booming at this fortune-telling stall, and an endless stream of residents from the small town were asking the old Daoist priest for bamboo slips. They all claimed that his divination was extremely accurate, and news of this quickly spread throughout the entire small town. Moreover, the old Daoist priest had come at just the right time, as the residents of Dragon Spring Prefecture had just witnessed remarkable scenes and confirmed the existence of immortals in the world.
Thus, they became increasingly sincere, and even the poorest families in the small town were willing to offer him large handfuls of copper coins for his services, even if he only asked for a few. They all wanted to bathe in his jolly nature.
Meanwhile, few people visited the stall of the young Daoist priest. In fact, business was so bad that one could genuinely set up a net to catch birds in front of his stall[1]. After the young Daoist priest set up his stall, an oriole did indeed fly over from the distance before circling in the sky and flying away again. The young Daoist priest felt slightly sad.
There was a pitiful expression on his face as he looked at some young women, and these were familiar faces with whom he had enjoyed friendly conversations before. However, these young women who had come together in groups of two or three after hearing news of his return quietly chatted with each other and purposely looked at his awkward situation without doing anything. In fact, they became increasingly happy upon seeing his awkward situation.
This caused the young Daoist priest to feel another pang of slight...
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