The old blind man was not really blind, and he was very familiar with the terrain around the park. He separated from the crowd, and before the enthusiastic people could react, he turned around and disappeared in an instant.
I secretly admired what this old blind man could do! He even knew the escape route so well that the strong men behind him couldn't even see him.
However, this guy's sense of danger is much sharper. If he had been a step later, he probably would have been beaten severely today.
I was thinking in my mind, but my feet were moving very fast, and I separated from the crowd and chased ahead.
Although the old blind man was old, he was really not slow on his feet. As I trotted all the way, I vaguely saw a figure in a white shirt getting into a small alley.
I walked quickly and found that this was a dead end. There were two houses facing each other in the alley. One house had its door locked, while the other house had its door open. An old man with bright eyes and a gray T-shirt was reading a book with his head down.
He hid one hand behind his back, but his head looked outside the door involuntarily.
When he saw me poking my head around, he coughed and said, "Where are you from, junior! Don't disturb other people's study! Get out of here! Get out of here!"
His voice was upright and awe-inspiring, with the feeling of an ancient scholar.
If he were an ordinary person, he would never be confused with the old pervert who wore sunglasses, pretended to be blind, and groped around.
What's more, the old blind man was wearing a white shirt, but the old scholar was wearing a gray T-shirt.
I laughed, walked in directly, and said, "Old man, I can change these clothes very quickly."
The old man said angrily: "Why do you change your clothes so quickly! Get out of here quickly!"
Noisy footsteps outside flashed past, and then a strong man wearing a big gold chain looked over. When he saw the two of us, he cursed and said: "That's not it! Keep looking!"
"If we find out that old bastard today, I will make him really blind!"
The crowd's voices gradually faded away, leaving only the old man and I looking at each other. The old man was furious and seemed to want to drive me away.
As a result, I immediately made him wilt with one sentence: How about I call those people back?
The old man cursed in a low voice, and his righteousness disappeared instantly. He muttered in a low voice, "I knew I would be in trouble today, I shouldn't have come out, I shouldn't have come out!"
I smiled and said, "Old sir, I'm not here to cause trouble today. I just want to ask you for advice. What is your name?"
The old man said proudly: "Back in the day, I was also the number one fortune teller in North China, and was nicknamed Black and White Divination Master. Since you are a junior, just call me Grandpa Black and White."
I sneered in my heart. If I hadn't seen him with my own eyes, he was being chased like a lost dog because he was old and disrespectful, and I would never have called him grandpa.
Now I call you grandpa, do you dare to agree?
I said: "I call you grandpa, but you may not be able to bear it. I am very pressed for time and don't want to waste time with you. I just want to ask if the three hexagrams you owed at the Global International Building eighteen years ago are still considered."
Doesn’t it count?”
The black and white hexagram master was still very proud and tried hard to show an image of a master. After hearing the three hexagrams of Global International Building, his face instantly turned pale.
His face was full of horror, and he asked tremblingly: "You...is your surname He or Zhang?"
I said: "My surname is Zhang."
There was a drop of sweat on the forehead of the black and white divination master, and he said, "Master He asked you to come?"
Before I could answer, he slapped himself again and said, "Look at me for being so talkative, little brother Zhang, please wait a moment."
I deliberately said: "Grandpa Black and White..."
The black and white hexagram master hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, I can't bear this title in front of my little brothers. I'll take care of you, old man. Just call me brother."
From grandfather to elder brother, there is a gap of two generations. I don’t know what my fourth uncle did to him back then to make him so afraid.
I felt secretly happy when I saw the black and white divination master enter the inner room quickly, and after a moment, he came out holding an antique box.
He said sternly: "Brother Zhang, I owed Fourth Master He three seals back then. It's a pity that Fourth Master He died young, which is disappointing."
"Now you take these three hexagrams on behalf of Fourth Master He. The old man doesn't dare to deal with it."
After finishing speaking, he opened the box and found six golden copper coins neatly arranged inside.
My heart moved, because when he opened the box, there was a faint steam steaming out from it, just like the steam from the steamed buns freshly baked, but the amount was very small.
You can't even tell it if you don't look carefully.
Something moved in my mind. When I was reading at my grandfather's house, I had read records about the divination master.
Some divination masters are good at najia and divination, which is commonly known as copper coin divination, and some are good at tortoise shell divination. There are also face readers, bone weighers, and even essence and blood fortune tellers.
I have not specifically studied Gua Master, but I know that this profession is very mysterious and you have to put in a lot of effort to achieve success.
As soon as the black and white hand's box was opened, there was a faint flow of life, indicating that these six copper coins had not seen the light of day for a long time.
The black and white hexagram master said seriously: "This first hexagram must be returned to Fourth Master He from eighteen years ago! Little brother, what do you want to do!"
I asked: "Anything is okay?"
The black and white divination master had a serious face: "Fate, marriage, good or bad luck, direction, anything can be done!"
Seeing that he was confident, I said, "I want to calculate a person's whereabouts, is that okay?"
The black and white hexagram master said: "Okay!"
He answered simply, but I didn't believe him. I said doubtfully: "I don't have his birthday, horoscope, or his hair or blood."
The black and white divination master smiled and said: "If you need these things, am I worthy of the name of North China's No. 1 Divine Fortune Teller? No matter who he is, as long as you look for him, your numerology will be entangled."
"I only need to count you, and I can count him! Reach out and shake the divination!"
He used the most common Najia 筮 method, using six copper coins arranged in six lines. I followed his instructions and shook it six times in a row. Each time I shook it, he recorded a hexagram.
All that's left is to unravel the hexagram.
Interpreting hexagrams is the step that most tests the ability of a hexagram master. Because your numerology is clearly shown in the hexagram images, it is useless if the hexagram master cannot see it.
The Black and White Gua Master looked solemn and said, "Brother Zhang, the person you are looking for...he is already dead."
I was shocked. Is he dead? Is the dirty man from Liupan Mountain dead?
The old man said: "I will directly use your numerology to calculate his numerology. This hexagram is called Shuireitun, with upper and lower tremors and thunder and rain. It is the third hexagram of Fuxi's sixty-four hexagrams, and it is also the famous Xiaxia hexagram.