Chapter 13

"Congratulations on your wealth... Ah! May heaven bless you, you are truly a living god of wealth!"

The beggar was already very excited to see the ten yuan in front of him, but he never expected that the next moment, a pink bill had already landed in his bowl.

One hundred yuan! This was the largest amount of money he had ever received while begging, and for a moment, he was so excited that his words were incoherent.

After giving the hundred yuan to the beggar, Ding Ning had only about sixty yuan left on him, and the desire to spend money had slightly diminished.

Although it was very painful, his divine sense could now extend to a distance of ten centimeters.

Ten centimeters was just a very close layer around him, but within this range, Ding Ning's divine sense could move freely, and he could clearly feel anything that approached within ten centimeters, even a speck of dust.

According to legend, the Buddha's divine sense could instantly observe the heavens above and the underworld below. Ding Ning didn't know the distance to the heavens and the underworld, but he knew the diameter and circumference of the Earth, and he knew how many kilometers it was from the south to the north of his country, and from the east to the west.

A hundred yuan for ten centimeters, a thousand yuan for a meter.

Ten thousand yuan for a hundred meters, and a hundred thousand yuan for a kilometer. If he could obtain a hundred thousand yuan, he would know about any movement within a kilometer.

At first, Ding Ning thought that a millimeter was a bit short, but after calculating, he was filled with confidence for the future. The path of the god of wealth was promising.

Ding Ning was also a bit excited and had a deeper understanding of the path of the god of wealth.

He glanced at the beggar and then turned to enter the hotel.

The next day passed, and Ding Ning didn't sell a single talisman.

On the morning of the third day, Ding Ning went to the overpass park again, but he didn't go to the same place as before. Instead, he chose an uninhabited corner to practice Tai Chi.

Returning to the market to continue selling talismans, another half day passed, and he still had nothing to show for it.

Ding Ning began to think that he might have been too optimistic. No one here could recognize the benefits of these talismans, and he couldn't demonstrate them on the spot for people to see.

He had already checked out of the hotel and had no money left. If he couldn't sell the talismans today, he wouldn't even have the fare to go home.

It was truly pitiful for a cultivator to end up in such a state.

While he was considering whether to risk demonstrating the talismans to people, a few people approached from a distance.

The one in front was a young man in casual clothes, in his early twenties, with a somewhat arrogant look in his eyes.

Beside him was a girl around sixteen or seventeen years old.

The girl was wearing a light yellow dress, clearly a student, with a face like a painting, pure and clean, a rare beauty.

On either side were two men in black, both with buzz cuts, exuding a tough and agile aura, walking with a straight posture, somewhat like soldiers.

As they passed by Ding Ning's stall, they didn't walk fast, but they didn't stop either. The young man and the girl were talking in low voices.

Ding Ning, with his sharp hearing, overheard their conversation.

"Xiao Wen, Grandpa's insomnia, the doctor said it's due to neurasthenia. We're not going to the hospital, so why are we here? Look at this place, ah! What are they selling? Dog skin plasters, look at this, and even qie gao (a type of sticky rice cake), and Chinese knots are displayed. What's this all about?"

The girl named Xiao Wen glared at the young man, "If you don't want to follow, you can wait in the car. Can't I come out to clear my mind? If you want to go to the hospital, go ahead. You've been there so many times, and it's always the same."

"Okay, okay, wherever you want to go, we'll go. Who are you, my sister?"

The young man walked forward with a bitter smile, but the girl named Xiao Wen suddenly turned around and walked to Ding Ning's stall.

The young man, seeing Xiao Wen stop, walked over with his hands in his pockets, "These colorful things are only liked by girls. Don't look anymore, ah. If you like them, just take a couple home to play with."

As he spoke, he took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and threw it in front of Ding Ning, "Fatso, take two Chinese knots."

Before Ding Ning could speak, Xiao Wen suddenly said, "Sir, is this yellow paper a talisman?"

"Yes."

"Then how much does this talisman with the word 'Calm' on it cost?"

"It's priced there." Ding Ning pointed.

The young man also leaned in, "So you're selling talismans. But why is there only one word on this talisman? Do you know how to write talismans?"

Ding Ning certainly knew how to write talismans, but he couldn't write the more advanced ones yet. What he wrote now was mainly the meaning of the talisman. Apart from the word 'Spring,' the words 'Calm' and 'Steady' were mainly about the meaning of the talisman.

However, he had already grasped the essence of writing talismans and didn't need to write those abstract ghostly characters to achieve the effect of the talisman.

Although he didn't need to explain this to the other party, Ding Ning still gathered his energy and said to the girl and the young man, "This 'Calm' talisman can help people relax their minds, soothe their nerves, and treat insomnia, depression, and hyperactivity in children..."

"Ha ha! You really can talk. You can even cure hyperactivity in children. Your eloquence would be wasted if you didn't perform on the overpass."

The young man mocked without restraint. In his view, Ding Ning was undoubtedly a fraud, especially after seeing the price of the talisman, which only strengthened his belief.

But Xiao Wen kept looking at the 'Calm' talisman, and for some reason, it gave her a very peaceful feeling. The surrounding noise seemed to fade, the wind became lighter, and the sunlight was no longer so glaring.

After looking for a while, she suddenly said, "Brother, buy this talisman. I think Grandpa needs it."

The young man was still mocking Ding Ning and was taken aback by Xiao Wen's words, "Sis, are you crazy? This piece of broken paper costs ten thousand yuan. Even if you have a lot of money, you shouldn't throw it away like this."

"Never mind, will you pay or not? If you don't, I can still afford ten thousand yuan."

"No, absolutely not, and you're not allowed to pay either. Kid, I'm warning you, put away your broken paper, or I'll call the market management to shut down your stall!"

The young man's words were harsh, and Ding Ning was a bit annoyed, but he still focused on doing business and didn't want to cause trouble. He just gave him a cold look.

This look carried emotion, and although Ding Ning was wearing sunglasses, the two buzz-cut bodyguards beside the young man suddenly became alert, moving closer to the young man and staring at Ding Ning with caution. If Ding Ning made any sudden moves, they would act immediately.

Ding Ning had some understanding of his own strength. These bodyguards were definitely skilled, and with his heart not yet fully recovered, he couldn't engage in intense activity. Defeating them would be a bit difficult.

Just as the atmosphere was getting tense, Xiao Wen opened her small backpack, took out a bundle of hundred-yuan bills, and placed them in front of Ding Ning, "Sir, I'll take this 'Calm' talisman."

Ding Ning was overjoyed. Although he had seen countless treasures in his memories, they were just memories. This was the first time he had seen ten thousand yuan in real life!

Not one, not a hundred, but a hundred hundred-yuan bills!

If he used it sparingly, it would last him through high school!

Moreover, Ding Ning's body had an innate affinity for money. The moment he saw the ten thousand yuan, he had to use great willpower to resist the urge to grab it immediately.

Seeing that the girl was quite pleasant and that someone who could recognize the special effects of the talisman had some spiritual sensitivity, given that this was his first sale, Ding Ning was unusually generous. He thought for a moment and said to the girl, "I'll give you this 'Steady' talisman for free. Wear it to protect yourself from evil."

"Thank you, sir. I'll definitely wear it when I get home."

Xiao Wen indeed had some spiritual sensitivity, but it clearly didn't reach the level Ding Ning imagined. She could vaguely see that the 'Calm' talisman was different, but she didn't notice the 'Steady' talisman. However, since Ding Ning gave it to her, she accepted it with a smile.

The young man, watching Ding Ning put away the ten thousand yuan, was almost fuming, but with his sister beside him, he couldn't say much. When Xiao Wen put away the talisman and called him to leave, he gave a signal to one of the bodyguards.

The bodyguard nodded in understanding and followed them for a while before finding an excuse to quietly return.

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