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Meng Feihong is now nine years old.
In other words, there is still a year left to live.
"Master, is there a way to resolve this calamity?" Liu Cai asked.
Although I have studied Taoism for more than ten years.
All that can be learned are the basics.
Not much is known about resolving catastrophe.
Zhang Daochang opened Meng Feihong's eyelids with two fingers.
On that pupil, looked a little.
His expression became more dignified.
"Meng Feihong's calamity was accumulated in his previous life."
"If you want to change this doom, it is tantamount to contending with the power of reincarnation in the underworld."
"Even if I want to change my life so against the sky, I will suffer a very serious backlash."
Meng Feihong's fate was to die within a year.
This has been written in the book of life and death in the underworld.
To change one's fate against the sky is to fight against the power of the wheels and rails of the underworld.
Those with high morals can change their fate against the sky.
But it will also be backlashed by the power of reincarnation.
This is karma.
No one can escape this rule.
The door of the room opened.
Meng Yun and Wang Caiyan entered the room.
Wang Caiyan asked expectantly: "Zhang Daochang, you must have a way to save my son!"
Zhang Daochang shook his head slightly, with a slight apology in his voice.
"Your young master has suffered catastrophe, and the poor are helpless..."
"Ah?" Wang Caiyan's face collapsed in an instant.
Kneeling on the ground, hugging Daoist Zhang's thigh, he said with a mournful face, "Master Daoist, you must find a way to save my son!"
"No matter what the price, I'm willing to pay!"
"Please!"
"You must save my son!"
Since marrying into the Meng family, she has given birth to this son.
Who would have thought that when the son was less than ten years old, he would be separated from heaven and man.
This makes a mother, how can she bear this kind of torture.
Zhang Daochang said helplessly: "Madam, if I have the ability to save your son, I will definitely not let it go."
"It's the end of his life."
"Whoever comes, can't change this ending."
It's not that he doesn't want to save people.
But the price of saving lives is too high.
Maybe he will also suffer a great backlash because of this.
So, this person really cannot be saved.
Wang Caiyan would not listen to such words.
Holding Zhang Daozhang's hand became tighter and tighter.
"Zhang Daochang, please, please save my son!"
"He'll be fine!"
Chapter 139 The catastrophe is coming
"Stop messing around!" Meng Yun pulled Wang Caiyan up from the ground.
"Since Daoist Zhang said there is no way, then it must be impossible..."
He still knows Daoist Zhang very well.
Any problem that can be solved will never be shirked.
The situation of Meng Feihong in front of him must be because the Taoist leader can't solve it, so he said so.
Wang Caiyan lost her center of gravity and collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud.
eyes.
Only despair remains.
"I do not believe…"
"My son will definitely not die..."
"Definitely not!"
Anyone who encounters this situation cannot escape from that sad emotion.
Meng Yun said to Daoist Zhang: "Since you have come to the mansion, let's rest for one night, so that we can show our friendship as landlords."
Zhang Daochang looked at the sky.
It is dusk.
Then he replied: "In that case, I will disturb you overnight at the house. It just so happens that I also have something to talk to you about."
What he wanted to talk about was the whole luck of the Meng Mansion.
I came to Meng Mansion today and collected the travel expenses, thinking that I could solve Meng Feihong's intractable diseases.
The result is helpless.
This thing is collected, and it can't be in vain.
Then tell Meng Yun about the catastrophe of the Meng Mansion.
It's good to be prepared in advance.
"It's so good!" Meng Yun hurriedly ordered his servants to prepare for the dinner.
And take out the best spirit wine, treat this honored guest well today.
...
The sun is setting.
A full moon rises in the night sky.
Meng's backyard.
In the Luohua Pavilion, there is a table of Eight Immortals.
A series of delicate dishes are placed on the table.
Especially the pot of spiritual wine, which has a seductive aroma.
There are only three people at the table.
The head of the Meng family.
Two masters and apprentices.
Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food...
Meng Yun raised his wine glass, toasted a glass of wine, and asked: "Master Zhang, you are very skilled in Taoism, and you have a lot of research on luck."
"I don't know how the luck of my Meng family has been recently?"
Today's Meng family can be said to be in full swing in the Xuantian Dynasty.
Few dared to provoke their Meng family.
There are often some talented children in the clan.
It can be said that the incense is getting more and more prosperous.
According to his guess, the luck of the Meng family is absolutely prosperous.
In this Xuantian Immortal Dynasty, it can continue to prosper and prosper.
Zhang Daochang gave a slight pause to the hand holding the wine bottle.
I wanted to drink this cup, but after hearing these words, I put the wine bottle on the table again.
"Clan Chief Meng, I stayed today precisely because of the luck of the Meng family."
"I'm afraid this matter will not go as you wish..."
Speaking of it.
The atmosphere looked very dignified.
Liu Cai lowered his head, holding the chicken legs on the plate with his chopsticks.
Eat with a sullen head.
Meng Yun smelled something unusual from this sentence.
"Ok?"
"What did Daoist Zhang see?"
a heart.
It also sank.
"Meng's family must be doomed." Daoist Zhang stood up and looked at the reflection of the full moon in the pond.
"What!" Meng Yun was shocked.
Even the faintly drunk, he became sober in an instant.
It's like pouring a basin of cold water on your head.
"Does Zhang Daochang know what catastrophe the Meng family will encounter?"
He is very convinced of Daoist Zhang's Taoism.
Otherwise, he would not have invited him to the house to make calculations for Meng Hongfei.
So, when Daoist Zhang said that the Meng family had a catastrophe, he immediately believed it.
Zhang Daochang shook his head slightly.
"I can only speculate that your Meng family will be doomed."
"As for what this catastrophe will be, I have no way of knowing,"
Before entering the Meng Mansion, he tried to deduce the catastrophe.
Can be deduced after.
No results were deduced.
It shows that this catastrophe is not an ordinary small catastrophe.
But a catastrophe.
Enough to wipe out the catastrophe of a family.
"Thank you, Daoist, for reminding me." Meng Yun clasped his fists in both hands, bent down and saluted.
It is already a kind of kindness for Taoist priest to tell him these important things.