Imposter Young Master
Chapter 120 - 123: Future Wife in Divination [Fourth Update]_1

Chapter 120: Chapter 123: Future Wife in Divination [Fourth Update]_1

Yang Gang drove furiously, arriving at a ticket agent for a concert.

There was a banner over the ticket agent. It read, "Selling concert tickets for the famous underground rock band ’Gallows’."

That’s right. The purpose of Yang Gang’s trip was to buy concert tickets for ’Gallows’. Because Gu Xiaorou is a die-hard fan of ’Gallows’.

Actually, Yang Gang and Gu Xiaorou are both fans of underground rock bands. Yang Gang is a die-hard fan of the famous underground all-girl rock band ’Dieangel’. As for Gu Xiaorou, she is a die-hard fan of the well-known all-male underground rock band ’Gallows’.

’Gallows’ are predominantly good-looking men, but they do make some pretty solid rock music, especially their lead singer Kinoshita, who is a genius rock star, handsome, talented, and the most popular among the band’s members.

’Gallows’ is one of the more commercially successful underground bands in the country. Thanks to the promotion of their agent, they quickly gained popularity nationwide. The majority of its fans are passionate young women who are even crazier than infamous K-pop fans.

Yang Gang stood by the ticket agent, his face gloomy at the sight of all the women frantically grabbing tickets.

"Can I even get a ticket?"

Yang Gang, which is also pronounced as ’Young Master Yang’ hesitated a bit then suddenly shouted: "Ah, Kinoshita just went into Dennis Supermarket!"

The ticket-buying women suddenly stopped, hesitated, but didn’t leave.

Then, impulsively, one of the fans began sprinting towards the nearby Dennis Supermarket.

Following the lead, the rest of the fans rushed furiously to the supermarket.

Seeing all the fans sprinting away, Young Master Yang smirked, "I’ve heard that hardcore fans have lower IQs but this level of idiocy really deserves a round of applause."

Yang Gang calmly approached the now-deserted ticket counter: " give me two tickets; get me the best seats."

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After buying the tickets, Yang Gang planned to drive back to Gu Xiaorou’s apartment. He needs to discuss the issue of the Yang family’s husky with Sister Miao. Yang Fei was still suspicious of him. As Old Master Yang said, the longer the delay, the more suspicious Yang Fei would get.

Just when he opened the door, ready to get into the car, a voice sounded: "Young man, your forehead is dark and clouded. It appears you’ve run into some romantic trouble."

Thud!

Yang Gang almost collapsed, wiped off his cold sweat, and looked over.

From who knows where, a scruffy-looking Taoist appeared. With a goat beard, green pea eyes, an obvious mole on his forehead, messy hair bun, and a ragged Taoist robe. His appearance could easily be nominated for the most lecherous-looking in the Guinness book of world records.

However, the most creepy part was his face. Yang Gang couldn’t help but wonder how someone could have a face that makes others having an urge to kick it as soon as they saw it.

If this guy were to play a Taoist priest in a TV show, there would be no need for make-up. His whole image, including those eyes, eyebrows and expression, all natural.

"Er, Master, where did you come from?" Yang Gang couldn’t help but joke.

"Uh... this, I just returned from Tianzhu where I was in spiritual cultivation. So, don’t judge me by these shabby clothes; my skills are superior..."

"Oh... Master, if I remember correctly, Tianzhu refers to India, the birthplace of Hinduism and Buddhism. How did you, a Taoist, practice there?" Yang Gang asked with held-back laughs.

"Cough, this... Well. Buddha was also a Taoist, why distinguish them so rigidly?" the Taoist seemed very calm.

"Oh, I see. I’ve learned something new today. So Master, do you have any solutions to this romantic trouble of mine?"

The Taoist stroked his beard and his spirit seemed rejuvenated. His image now quite complemented the Taoist characters seen in TV shows.

"This..." The Taoist pointed at a sign in front of him after a thoughtful pause.

The sign read:

Services:

Divination, each session costs fifty yuan.

Resolving troubles, each session costs one hundred yuan.

Hosting weddings or funerals, each session costs five hundred yuan.

Yang Gang grimaced, the third service seems off, doesn’t it?

"My prices are clearly marked, no deception here." the Taoist said with a straight face.

Yang Gang almost burst out laughing. He was momentarily filled with the urge to stick this scammer with a steel rod.

Clearly dressed as a Taoist and he addressed himself as an old monk?! Don’t switch religions so randomly, okay!?! Do you think this is a game where you switch doors!?

But seeing the Taoist’s serious face Yang Gang held back his laughter and replied: "Master, can you resolve this romantic trouble of mine first?"

The Taoist put on a thoughtful expression before finally sighing, "Alright. I seem to have a connection with you, I’ll help you once for free."

The Taoist looked over Yang Gang’s face, raised his left hand, then took out a Bible from his pocket with his right hand, opened it, glanced at it then said, "Oops, I grabbed the wrong book."

Yang Gang felt like he was going to cough up blood.

The Taoist suddenly turned serious: "Young man, I know you doubt me. But tell me, have you run into some romantic trouble recently?"

"Uh..." Yang Gang thought of the drunken confusion last night and felt his scalp tingling, "Yes."

The Taoist gravely said, "I guessed correctly didn’t I? Young man, don’t judge a book by its cover. Despite appearances, I’m quite a master in divination."

"Really?" Yang Gang questioned.

The Taoist pointed at the sign in front of him, "Innocence is respected by all ages."

Yang Gang twitched at the corners of his mouth. After some thought, he forked over fifty yuan: "I don’t need you to solve this romantic trouble for me. Could you divine who my future wife will be?"

The Taoist stuffed the money into his pocket, then took out a tin box from which he drew some bamboo sticks: "Draw one."

Yang Gang randomly chose one. Not understanding the symbols carved on the stick, he handed it to the Taoist.

The Taoist stared at the bamboo stick for a while then said, "Your future wife is the woman who took your virginity. Which is to say, whoever you lost your V-card to will be your future wife."

Thud!

Yang Gang almost knelt down, "Master, are you serious?"

"That’s what the divination says."

"I better get out of here!" After saying this, Yang Gang immediately drove off.

On the way, Yang Gang still wore an embarrassing expression, "That rascal Taoist truly is a big scammer! My future wife would be the woman who took my virginity? Damn! Which of those four suspects dares to marry me? My money has been conned again!"

Throughout the journey, Yang Gang muttered to himself and finally returned to Gu Xiaorou’s apartment.

When he reached the front door, he knocked.

"Who is it?" It was Zhang Miao’s voice.

"It’s me, Gang." Yang Gang said.

"The door’s unlocked, come on in." Zhang Miao said in a lazy, mature voice.

Yang Gang made a sound of acknowledgement, pushed the door open then swept his gaze across the room but almost had a nosebleed.

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ps: another update coming tonight.