Chapter 259
Please help me, Mr. Lu Chen!
Chapter 259 Please help me, Mr. Lu Chen!
The Palace of the Red Phoenix Star.
"Fellow Daoist with the broom, please wait a moment."
Outside the palace gate, the Old Man of the Moon raised his hand in a bow and spoke with a smile.
The Broom Star understood and immediately returned the greeting: "This humble immortal would not dare to delay the two immortals' discussion."
After saying this, he bowed and stepped aside.
"Brother Juncai, please!"
"Brother, please go first."
The two deities entered the hall side by side.
A tea ceremony had already been set up in the hall, with fragrant tea steaming and its aroma soothing the soul.
The Old Man of the Moon clearly anticipated His arrival.
The God of Wealth frowned.
A strange feeling began to rise in my heart.
The two sat down on either side of the tea table.
"Brother, have I failed to entertain you properly before? Or... are you unwilling to show me any mercy in this matter?"
The God of Wealth gets straight to the point, without any beating around the bush.
The Old Man of the Moon stroked his beard and smiled, waving his hand and saying, "Brother, please don't take it to heart. We are both from the same celestial class and have known each other for quite some time. With this friendship, how could I not give you face?"
The God of Wealth asked in confusion, "Then what is this...?"
"Don't be impatient, my dear brother. You'll know once you see it for yourself."
With a wave of his hand, the Old Man of the Moon summoned a wisp of black thread from the rootless and leafless tree of marriage in the hall.
Two jade pendants are attached to the line, engraved with the names: Zhao Wanliang and Sun Yourong.
"Why is this marriage line so dark?" In Jun Caishen's mind, the marriage line should be a bright red, symbolizing good fortune.
“Brother, this is not a marriage thread at all.” The Old Man of the Moon shook his head: “This is a ‘severed thread of fate,’ it just resembles a marriage thread.”
"The severed thread?" Jun Caishen was taken aback: "So, the two of them..."
The Matchmaker nodded: "That's right. Nine days in the mortal realm, these two will lose all memory of each other, becoming strangers from then on, with no further connection."
Upon hearing this, Jun Caishen immediately stood up and bowed solemnly: "It turns out that I misunderstood you, elder brother! I am ashamed, I am ashamed! I will go and explain to my sworn brother so that he will not misunderstand my good intentions."
After saying this, he prepared to take his leave.
The Old Man of the Moon stopped him, saying, "Brother, wait a moment. I have something else I'd like to discuss with you."
"Oh?" Jun Caishen turned around in surprise.
"Please sit down, my dear brother."
Jun Caishen nodded and sat down again.
With a flick of his sleeve, the Old Man of the Moon unleashed crimson divine power that spread like mist, instantly enveloping the entire palace and obscuring all the secrets of heaven.
Seeing this display, Jun Caishen's eyes sharpened, and he instantly understood what was going on.
The Old Man of the Moon picked up his teacup and said with a smile, "Brother, let me offer you a cup of tea instead of wine."
"Brother, you're too kind."
The two drank a cup together.
The Old Man of the Moon then slowly said, "Although I have already tied the thread of severance between the two of them, I hope you will not tell young friend Lu about this matter for the time being."
Why is that?
"Because my brother needs your help with something. However..."
The Matchmaker's tone was slightly somber: "Before that, I want to see just how capable this young friend Lu is, and whether he can truly fulfill my long-cherished wish."
Upon hearing this, Jun Caishen seemed to realize something, and his pupils suddenly contracted: "Brother, could it be that you mean..."
The Old Man of the Moon nodded: "Many people in Heaven know about what happened to you, brother. As the Minister of Finance and in charge of the Incense Administration, you are even more well-informed. I don't need to elaborate on the reasons."
He then changed the subject: "Now, my dear brother, you should understand what I mean, shouldn't you?"
Jun Caishen looked troubled: "Brother, this matter is so serious that it is a thorny problem even in the Heavenly Court. Although you think highly of my sworn brother, this matter... violates the Heavenly Rules! I beg you to reconsider, even if it is for your own sake."
The Old Man of the Moon sighed deeply, gazing at the thousands of red threads hanging in the hall, a trace of desolation and loneliness flashing across his expression: "Brother, how many years have you spent guarding this Red Phoenix Palace alone?"
His tone shifted abruptly, his voice rising abruptly: "Brother, let me ask you a question—is what I seek truly so unforgivable by Heaven?" "Whoa—"
The red ribbons throughout the hall fluttered without wind, like a flowing rosy cloud.
"This..." Jun Caishen was speechless for a moment: "But such are the rules of heaven, why must you insist, brother? Isn't the current situation... a peaceful ending for both sides?"
The Old Man of the Moon chuckled softly, but his smile carried a hint of mockery.
"Enough. There's no need to delve into who's right and who's wrong. All I know is that over the years, I've been acting on His Majesty's orders to arrange marriages for His incarnations, but in the end... it's all for nothing."
His eyes suddenly focused, and he leaned forward slightly: "Brother, we both know how serious the matter at the South Heavenly Gate was. Normally, even if young friend Lu wasn't thrown into the Heavenly Prison, he would still be severely punished. But what was the result?"
"Not only was he innocent, but he was also deified. Even if he was just a 'Horse Clerk,' it was still a path to immortality that many mortals longed for."
"Does this arrangement really mean they think we immortals are just puppets, unable to see through the mystery?"
The God of Wealth remained silent.
The Matchmaker bluntly stated, "If that's the case, then if young friend Lu can turn such a major matter into an easy one, wouldn't this personal matter of mine be even more effortless for him?"
Jun Caishen shook his head and sighed softly: "Brother, since we've come this far, I'll also dare to speak my mind—even if my sworn brother can really accomplish this, I'm not worried about him getting into any serious trouble. What I'm worried about... is you."
He looked directly at the Old Man of the Moon: "Have you... really thought this through?"
The Old Man of the Moon laughed loudly, pointing to the dangling, broken thread of fate:
“I have never been a hesitant person. From the moment I tied this severing thread, I have thought it through clearly.”
Having said that, He suddenly stood up and bowed deeply:
"I earnestly request that you, my dear brother, consider our long-standing friendship and help me this time. Regardless of success or failure, I will be eternally grateful!"
Jun Caishen hurriedly stepped forward to help him up: "Brother, why did you have to do this, why did you have to do this..."
He took a deep breath, shook his head, and said:
"Alright, even if I agree, what are your plans, elder brother? Right now, you want to test my sworn brother's abilities to see if he can break this 'severed bond' tribulation. If he can't, then so be it; but if he does... what will you do then?"
The Old Man of the Moon laughed and said:
"If we can't break it, then it all ends here. I have fulfilled my expectations for you, my brother. At that time, you can tell your friend Lu the truth."
"If it is broken..." His expression turned serious: "Brother, I will find another good match for Zhao and Sun as compensation."
"To be honest, my dear brother, Zhao Wanliang and Sun Yourong are destined to be apart in this life. How could I possibly arrange a marriage for them? People in the mortal realm always think that they can do whatever they want once they have my 'three-three number'."
Little do people know that when it comes to marriage, one must consider both this life and past lives.
If you owe a debt of love from a past life and are here to repay it in this life, that is called destiny.
If one is inherently heartless.
Even if there were a 'three-three' ratio, would this old man go against human ethics and forcibly arrange a marriage?
"This is simply a misunderstanding on my part by people from the lower realms."
Jun Caishen nodded, but continued to ask, "If he can truly break the calamity, what are your plans afterward, brother?"
The Old Man of the Moon smiled slightly:
“My dear brother, although our young friend Lu has now assumed a divine position, he is still ultimately a mortal. This is my plan…”
He then secretly conveyed his plan in a telepathic message.
Upon hearing this, Jun Caishen's eyes lit up slightly: "This..."
"In that case, wouldn't it be considered that young friend Lu's journey has not been in vain?" the Matchmaker asked with a smile.
"If he can truly accomplish this, it will greatly benefit his future in the mortal world. I will be eternally grateful and remember it forever. If it is truly impossible, there is still room for maneuver, and I will not force him—it is entirely up to young friend Lu to choose."
After a moment's thought, Jun Caishen took a deep breath and finally nodded:
"If we follow this plan, it would indeed be a perfectly legitimate pretext. But, brother..."
He paused, then looked directly at the Old Man of the Moon again:
"I'll ask you one more time, are you really sure? Once this starts, knowing my sworn brother as I do, how things develop will probably be beyond our control. At that point..."
The Old Man of the Moon raised his hand to stop him from speaking, his expression solemn, his words resounding:
"Brother, this is my last chance!"
Upon hearing this, the God of Wealth sighed deeply:
"Alright, then... we'll do as you say, brother."
"Thank you for your kindness, my brother!" The Old Man of the Moon relaxed, his eyes filled with gratitude.
Inside the Red Phoenix Palace, the two immortals bowed to each other.
Red threads hung silently in the hall, and the aroma of tea wafted through the air.
The atmosphere, however, remained inexplicably heavy.
It's like a mountain is pressing down on you...
(End of this chapter)