Chapter 74: The Calamity of Blood Light

  Liu Sanzi looked at Wang Lin carefully for a few moments, then suddenly asked: "Are you a scholar on your way to take the imperial examination?"

  Wang Lin's expression remained unchanged as he shook his head and said, "I'm not here to take the imperial exam, but rather I have some skills and plan to make a living in Tianshui City."

  Liu San's expression was slightly relaxed, and his question had a deep meaning. With the upcoming exam, students from surrounding villages and towns would often gather in Tianshui City, but these students usually carried writing boxes on their backs. However, if this person admitted to being a student, then he needed to be careful.

  Liu San didn't take it to heart, and smiled: "What a coincidence! We were just heading back to Tianshui City. Since we've met, it's fate; friend, come with us."

  Wang Lin's face showed gratitude as he clasped his fists and said: "Thank you, Chief Escort."

  The dark-faced man glanced at Wang Lin and smiled: "Young man, can you ride a horse?"

  Wang Lin sighed and shook his head.

  Liu San pointed to the horse carriage behind him and smiled: "What's there to thank, when traveling outside, everyone has difficulties sometimes. Young man, get on, we'll arrive at Tianshui City in four more days."

  Wang Lin made a fist, said nothing and climbed onto the horse carriage. He looked back and saw that behind him were over ten more carriages just like his, packed tightly together. His divine sense swept across them and found that they were all empty, so he didn't pay it any mind and sat down cross-legged.

  Yang Sen pulled on the reins and came up beside Wang Lin, asking: "Friend, why didn't you bring your luggage when you left?"

  Wang Lin shook his head and sighed, saying: "I've encountered robbers, it's hard to put into words."

  Yang Sen was taken aback and looked at Wang Lin for half a day before comforting him: "As long as you're alive, that's good enough. These days are not peaceful."

  Just as they were chatting, Wang Lin's expression suddenly changed, and he looked up at the nearby woods. He swept his divine sense over them and immediately discovered that two people were hiding inside, staring at the convoy.

  The convoy passed through the forest, and the two men still didn't make a move. Wang Lin hesitated for a moment before ignoring them again.

  After a day's journey, as the sun sets and night falls, Liu San said loudly in front, "Youngsters, tomorrow we will enter the range of Tianshui City. At that time, the East House will send someone to meet us. Today, it is impossible to find a place to stay, so let's rest here for one night. Tomorrow morning, we'll set off early and when we return to Tianshui City, I'll take you to Bihong Tower to have some fun with a few young ladies."

  The crowd of men burst out laughing, took off the horse harnesses, tied the horses together, and formed a circle with the carriages. After finishing these tasks, everyone began to set up tents, some slept, some built fires, and others drank wine, creating a lively atmosphere.

  There were three to five people who took turns patrolling nearby.

  As soon as Wang Lin got off the horse cart, he was pulled by Yang Sen to a nearby bonfire. On this day's interaction, Yang Sen felt that he and Wang Lin were quite compatible, often boasting about some interesting stories of his escort business.

  Wang Lin listened with relish, and the more he did so, the more Yang Sen spoke with flying eyebrows and dancing colors. Seeing that the motorcade was resting, he hastily pulled Wang Lin over.

  Three people sat by the fire, besides the great spearhead Liu San and the black-faced man, there was also a middle-aged scholar wearing a blue shirt. This person had a white complexion, a wide forehead, bright eyes, and an air of wisdom about him.

  Seeing Wang Lin arrive, Liu San smiled and said: "Sir, this is the young man I was telling you about who went to Tianshui City to make a living." After finishing speaking, he also said to Wang Lin: "Young brother, this is Mr. Wang of our Weiwu Escort Bureau. You also have the surname Wang, it seems like you are from the same family. You two should chat nicely. Mr. Wang has extensive knowledge and has seen much."

  The middle-aged scholar smiled warmly and said, "Old Liu, don't flatter me. My little skills are nothing to brag about."

  Liu San's eyes rolled, and he said: "Who said that, Mr. Wang? If your skills are considered small, then I, Liu San, am nothing. Little brother, this Mr. Wang is a living god, knowledgeable about the heavens and the earth, especially in the art of physiognomy, which is extraordinary."

  Wang Lin looked at the middle-aged scholar carefully, with a smile on his lips, and said with a fist: "Sir, your spirit is full, your eyes are wise, you are obviously an extremely intelligent person. The ancients said that observing one's spirit can know their rhyme, this statement is indeed true."

  The middle-aged scholar looked at Wang Lin with a surprised expression, and smiled: "Little brother is also a fellow practitioner? I see that you have the air of a scholar, but hidden within is the momentum of a dragon, your future prospects are boundless."

  Wang Lin smiled and said, "The teacher from my hometown has studied physiognomy, I've watched for a long time, so naturally I also know a few phrases."

  The middle-aged scholar laughed and said, "Mr. Wang, calculate for me too, I'm not young anymore, see if I have any marriage luck."

  Liu San laughed and scolded: "How many times have you asked on this road, Mr. Wang spends energy every time he gives someone a face, you kid save some."

  The black-faced man didn't care about Liu San's words and stared at the middle-aged scholar with eager eyes.

  The middle-aged scholar hesitated for a moment, smiled and nodded: "Alright, I'll calculate it for you today. Yang Sen, didn't you also ask me many times? This time, I'll let you all see it together."

  After finishing speaking, he slightly closed his eyes and when he opened them again, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. Wang Lin's face was as usual, but his heart moved inwardly. His divine sense swept across, only to see that a thread of spiritual power suddenly surged out from the middle-aged scholar's chest. The flow of this spiritual power was quite strange and eventually converged into the middle-aged scholar's eyes.

  The middle-aged scholar stared at the dark-faced man, muttering to himself as if calculating something. His right hand flew quickly, pinching and grasping, and after a long time, his face turned slightly red, furrowed his brow and said: "Liu Lao Wu, your fortune is shrouded in darkness, hiding a disaster of bloodshed, recently you will encounter a calamity, if you pass through it, within three months you must have a romantic entanglement."

  The black-faced man was taken aback, then smiled and said: "A calamity? No big deal, we're just couriers, always rolling on the blade's edge, bloodshed is inevitable."

  The middle-aged scholar's gaze shifted, staring at Yang Sen, and after a long while, his face changed slightly, saying: "Strange, how do you also have the Blood Light Disaster?" After finishing, he looked at Liu San again, and his face immediately turned gloomy, saying: "Not right, my family's fortune-telling technique has never been wrong, Old Liu, you also have the Blood Light Disaster."

  After he finished speaking, his face turned serious, and he stood up, carefully observing the people around him. His expression became increasingly solemn as he said, "Old Liu, it seems that something is amiss. I observe that everyone's faces are flushed with a blood-like color; this is absolutely not a coincidence!"

  Liu San's eyes narrowed as he looked around and said in a low voice: "Sir, does that mean we'll all be facing a bloody disaster soon?"

  The middle-aged scholar nodded, his eyes scanning towards Wang Lin. He suddenly froze, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked carefully again. His face changed instantly, a strange red color surged up, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face revealed a shocked expression. He pointed at Wang Lin, speechless: "You..."