Chapter 6: Tightening One's Belt and Rising Above Others!

  With a soft sigh in his heart, Detective Yan said in a low voice, "You're too self-deprecating. Actually, as long as you set a goal for yourself and work hard towards it, you can be excellent too. And your eloquence is one of your strengths."

  The strict police officer slowly walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, "I remember when I was a kid, I was just like you, feeling inferior. I didn't have parents either. At that time, I felt that heaven was unfair to me, I hated the sky!

  But no matter how much I hated it, I had to survive, didn't I? Later on, at the age of nine, I would pick up trash and sell newspapers every day to make a living. At that time, I was still in school, and my tuition fees were paid with the money I earned myself.

  During that time, although I was extremely hardworking, I also learned many things that my peers couldn't learn. I became sensible and matured. Although I lost the carefree childhood I should have had, I gained a lot in return. Later on, when I was 11 years old, I was taken in by a kind-hearted grandmother who treated me like her own granddaughter, taking care of me, pampering me, loving me, and supporting my education...

  Finally, I passed the police academy entrance exam. When I graduated from the police academy and returned to work here, I was overjoyed. I vowed to repay my grandmother well, just like her own granddaughter would. But when I excitedly arrived at Grandma's house, Grandma...

  Two lines of clear tears fell silently, but the strict police officer had already thought of the painful place.

  Wiping away tears quietly, Inspector Yan adjusted his emotions and looked at Wu Zhengye with a serious face. "So, there's no desperate situation, only people who are desperate about the situation. In this world, nothing is impossible as long as you work hard, anything can be achieved."

  Wu Zhengye was taken aback, thought for a moment, and it seemed that what she said made some sense. Isn't there a saying that goes like this: "When heaven bestows great responsibilities, one must be diligent in their heart, laborious in their bones, and hungry in their belly before they can succeed..."

  Before he could finish thinking, Officer Yan's serious face returned, "Alright, Wu Zhengye, you can leave now. This room will be occupied by a murder suspect tonight..."

  Upon hearing this, Wu Zheng suddenly jumped up, his eyes wide with shock and staring at the police officer, "You... you're not mistaken, are you? A murderer?"

  "He is a suspect in murder." The stern policeman corrected.

  "Wu Zhengye hesitated for a long time before finally speaking up, "Alright, can't I just leave?"

  The strict policeman's mouth corners imperceptibly hooked up a hint of a pleased smile, and he nodded slightly, "Alright then, follow me out, let's get the formalities done first."

  As Wu Zhengxie walked out of the police station's gate, he still gazed back at it with a lingering look on his face, thinking to himself, "Police station, I'll be back one day to enjoy another free lunch."

  If someone heard what he was thinking, they would definitely faint on the spot.

  People all say, 'Never enter the government office when alive, never enter hell when dead.' It can be seen how much people dread this 'government office', but what about Wu Zhengyi? He seems to be enjoying it very much......

  At this moment, Wu Zheng touched the three-color ring on his finger, which looked like an antique. He stretched out his right index finger and tapped the oversized sunglasses on his face, looking at the sky and thinking to himself, "There are still two hours until the time I agreed with that beauty yesterday, I wonder if she'll come today?"

  "I'm broke right now, if she doesn't come today, I'll go hungry again...hmm, this won't do, I need to find a few more targets."

  The old place, Wu Zhengye also didn't know where he stole a ticket from and was sitting there as if nothing had happened.

  Still the same image, a super-large pair of sunglasses covered more than half of his pale yellow face. In front of him, yesterday's "sign" had been confiscated by the police, and now another A3-sized "sign" was placed there, with several large irregular characters written on it: "This master only calculates one fate per day, only solves one problem, and only lays out one array."

  Just these simple big words, looking quite a bit like the style of a superior man, but in this cold winter, the biting wind keeps blowing, cutting people's faces until they sting, who can bear to commit such a sin and go find him for fortune-telling?

  This is not, this should be a lively pedestrian street can't even see a few ghostly figures, occasionally one or two people pass by his body, but they are all in a hurry, without even giving him a glance, let alone someone stopping to ask him for fortune-telling.

  God sat for an hour, Wu Zhengye's stomach suddenly growled a few times. Receiving this signal, Wu Zhengye couldn't pretend anymore and gritted his teeth hard. He touched his belly with his right hand and thought to himself, "Heaven bestows great responsibilities... one must be diligent in spirit, laborious in body, and hungry in belly before it can happen...... I've already reached the stage of a hungry belly, almost there, very soon I'll be able to see the blue sky......"

  After comforting himself, Wu Zhengye pulled the white cloth strap that was stuck in his jeans and tied a knot again. "Damn it, didn't I just eat a bowl of rice last night? How long has it been? Not even 24 hours have passed and I'm already hungry? No way, this habit is unacceptable. When can I achieve the state of Bigu if I keep eating like this?"

  He swallowed hard, then shook his head and rubbed his arms vigorously with both hands, "Is this weather going to let people live? Why is it so cold?"

  Just as Wu Zheng was complaining about the weather, a pleasant female voice came over, "Fortune telling?"

  Wu Zhengxie was taken aback, and when he turned his head to look, he almost drooled. In front of him stood a tall and beautiful woman wearing a pink down jacket. Judging from her appearance, Wu Zhengxie dared to confirm that this beauty's height was at least 1.7 meters. On her head, she wore a pure white casual warm beanie, and around her long neck was a white handmade scarf. Her face, which made people fall in love at first sight, was rare in the world. Her skin was like jade, without any blemishes, and her beautiful eyes were not mixed with any impurities, making people involuntarily sink into them...

  "Hey, I'm asking you something. Can you really calculate fortunes and choose auspicious days?" The beautiful woman felt very uncomfortable being stared at by the pair of wolf-like eyes behind Wu Zheng's sunglasses, and she said somewhat impatiently.

  Wu Zhengxie came back to his senses, silently swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and then solemnly said, "This master travels here only to help those who are destined to resolve their difficulties. However, the heavenly way is not allowed to reveal too much of the heavenly machine, so this master has set a rule: one day, one life is resolved, one divination is calculated, and one formation is arranged..."

  "I was asking if you would choose a date, why are you talking so much?" The beauty pouted and slightly furrowed her brow as she said, "It seems like you won't, I'll go find someone else then." After speaking, the beauty turned around and was about to leave.

  "This lady," Wu Zhengyi couldn't help but let the fat meat on his mouth run away, and he shook his head and spoke out, "Since Master can ask for divination and arrange arrays, choosing a date is naturally not a big deal."

  "You just said 'yes' and it would have been fine, but instead you dragged on for half a day. Don't you feel cold?" The beautiful woman walked back with a gloomy face and stood in front of the master, saying.

  Wu Zhengxie smiled, "This master is not comparable to ordinary people. We cultivators have long abandoned the six roots and five flavors of hunger, cold, worry, and urgency. Even these few pieces of clothing on our bodies are only for convenience in traveling the world." As he said this, Wu Zhengxie's stomach made a few uncooperative growling sounds.

  The beauty frowned and touched her ear with her hand, wondering if she had misheard earlier.

  But seeing Wu Zhengye's serious look, the beauty suddenly smiled wryly and shook her head, "My purpose was just to choose a good day, what does his business have to do with me?"

  Wu Zheng exhaled a sigh of relief, having already scolded his useless stomach thousands of times in his heart. At the critical moment, he almost let this stomach ruin the deal.

  "Tell me, what date is it?" Wu Zhengxie stretched out his frozen red right hand and made a counting gesture.

  The beautiful woman squatted down and said, "We're getting married, and there's only one month left before the new year. My husband and I both want to get married this year, so can you help me figure out what good days are left? It's best to choose Saturday or Sunday, because many of our friends are working and can only take time off on these two days."

  Wu Zhengye nodded, "Tell me your birth eight characters."

  "'Mine?' The beauty was taken aback. 'What about my husband's? I brought it along too, don't you need both to calculate together?' The beauty was puzzled, in her opinion, marriage is a matter of two people, so calculating the days should naturally require the birthdays of both."

  But Wu Zhengxie smiled confidently, "This lady, I understand these things and you don't. Haven't you discovered that this master's fortune-telling is different from others?"

  "What's different?" The beautiful woman looked at Wu Zhengyi with a hint of doubt, her eyes alert. "I've never had my fortune told before, I don't know what's different."

  "Wu Zheng was annoyed, and he had encountered another rookie? He sighed lightly in his heart, "It's still more important to fill my stomach first, I'm counting on this money to fill my belly."

  At this point, Wu Zhengye smiled faintly and began to explain, "Let me explain it to you. When others do fortune-telling, especially when choosing a date like Miss, they will first ask for a red envelope, usually 888 yuan or 666 yuan. The purpose is just to get a blessing from us cultivators."

  But this master is different, this master does not seek fame, does not seek profit, only for a 'fate' character.