"Okay Uncle He."
Just as He Yuanjiang was about to leave, he suddenly saw a fortune-telling stall on the roadside not far away.
Jinling itself is an ancient city, and most people here have the habit of fortune-telling, so there are also many people reading fortune-telling in the streets and alleys.
If you come to the spring season and the flowers are blooming, you can find a fortune-telling stall on the roadside every ten steps on any street in the old city.
In addition, there are many great immortals who sit at home and wait for customers to come to their door.
This kind of great fairy usually uses the so-called gimmick of inviting gods to come over to help people tell fortunes, and sometimes also helps people exorcise evil spirits and channel spirits.
The most important job this kind of fairy does is to exorcise children from evil spirits.
The old man has a superstitious belief that children will be frightened when they see unclean things and cry non-stop, so they go to see the Great Fairy.
Generally speaking, young people do not believe in this kind of thing, including some old intellectuals, who also dismiss this kind of thing.
He Yuanjiang was also like this originally.
He has been abroad for so many years, and he has never believed in such things. However, his right eye kept twitching today, and his daughter participated in military operations with the Syrian government forces. He felt really uneasy, so he suddenly made a calculation.
The thoughts of hexagram.
So, he said to Ye Chen: "Ye Chen, if you have anything to do, go ahead and get busy. I'll go over there and take a look."
Ye Chen saw that the direction he was pointing in his peripheral vision was the fortune-telling stall, so he asked: "Uncle He, you want to find someone to tell you."
He Yuanjiang nodded and sighed: "Hey, now I know why everyone has religious beliefs. It must be when I am as helpless as I am now. I really don't know what to do, so I can only place my hope on religion.
Belief, or feudal superstition, is mainly about seeking psychological comfort."
Ye Chen smiled slightly and said, "I don't have anything important to do anyway, so I'll just go with you.
He Yuanjiang didn't think much, nodded, and went to the fortune-telling stall with Ye Chen.
At this time, sitting in front of the fortune-telling booth was an old man with dark skin, gray hair and beard, and a bit lean.
This old man looked to be about seventy or eighty years old. He was sitting alone in front of the stall, unhurriedly wiping his beard on his chin, and he had quite an aura of immortality.
He Yuanjiang came to him. Before he could speak, the old man asked him: "Does this gentleman want to ask about good or bad luck?"
He Yuanjiang nodded and said: "I want to ask for my daughter to see if she is safe.
The old man hummed, pushed a bamboo tube full of bamboo sticks over, and said: "Here, think about your daughter, and then shake a stick out.
He Yuanjiang hurriedly obeyed, thinking about his daughter, and shook the bamboo tube at the same time. Dozens of bamboo sticks in the barrel continued to poke out as he shook it, until one of them fell out of the barrel first.
He Yuanjiang opened his eyes, quickly picked up the bamboo stick, looked down at the words on it, and said: "I heard that tonight is the Lantern Festival, and the silver lanterns and trees are shining in the sky. There is a violent storm for no reason, and all the lights are turned off. What is this?
mean"
The old man smiled slightly and said enigmatically: "This is the 32nd lot of the Che Gong Ling Lotus. If you need to unravel the lot, please give me five hundred yuan, which can be considered as a blessing."
As soon as Ye Chen heard this, he concluded in his heart that the old man was a liar.
Seeking fortune-telling is a Taoist concept. As for randomness or fortune, this is a Buddhist perspective.
It is absolutely impossible for a Taoist disciple to say words such as joy and blessing. This feeling is just like a monk saying that he can go to heaven to see God by donating money. There is something wrong with the logic itself.
However, He Yuanjiang didn't know this.
When he heard that the other party wanted five hundred yuan, he took out his mobile phone without any hesitation and asked: "Can I scan the QR code to pay?"
The old man took out a payment code that had been printed long ago and said with a smile: "Here, scan this, you can use WeChat or Alipay."
He Yuanjiang hurriedly scanned the QR code to pay. Ye Chen wanted to stop him, but then he thought, he was like an ant on a hot pot now, and he definitely couldn't stop him, so he didn't say anything more and just waited and waited.
Soon, He Yuanjiang completed the payment, and there was a notification sound from the old man's pocket: "WeChat has received five hundred yuan." He smiled with satisfaction and said: "The signature of your signature is, I heard that tonight is the upper dollar, and the silver
The lanterns and trees shone brightly in the sky. There was a sudden violent storm, and thousands of lights were turned off. The meaning was very simple. It probably meant that tonight was the Lantern Festival, and the trees and lanterns were supposed to be bright and bustling.
The lights in the house were blown out, and the original festival of playing, playing, playing and singing disappeared."
Speaking of this, he sighed and said: "This is really the most unlucky lot. If you draw this lot, no matter what you want to ask, you can sum it up in four words."
He Yuanjiang was in a hurry and asked: "What four words?"
The old man shook his head and sighed: "Everything is not going well.
This chapter has been completed!