In the next few days, I carefully studied the information about Liu Jiafeng.
I originally thought it was the simplest and most direct way.
Just let Mr. Hong come forward and find a way to seduce Liu Jiafeng.
Mr. Hong thought the other party was too old and did not tell him.
After reading the information, I discovered that Liu Jiafeng is very powerful.
When dealing with these little wolfdogs, I always treat them with a pinch of salt and then kick them away when I'm done with them.
At most, it's just to spend some money on these little wolf dogs.
Moreover, she does not allow the little wolfdog to participate in anything she does.
To put it bluntly, these little wolfdogs are purely her toys.
At this time, it is definitely not possible to let Mr. Hong go.
We studied for several days and couldn't think of any good solution.
That evening, a few of us went to hang out at the night market near the university town.
There are a lot of people in the night market, just like most cities.
The night market here is also full of stalls and various snacks.
Mr. Hong was the most excited, and his eyes were almost not enough.
After all, young and beautiful white legs and beauties of all types can be seen everywhere in the crowd.
While walking around, I saw a group of people in front of me.
We were gathered around a stall, not knowing what we were looking at.
Mr. Hong loved the excitement, so he called us and squeezed in.
I went there and saw that it was actually a Gua stall.
The stall owner turned out to be a young Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes.
This Taoist priest has a handsome face and looks to be only about 20 years old.
But the Taoist robe he was wearing was dirty and had a few holes in it.
He had a bun on his head and a whisk in his hand.
Sit with your legs crossed and your eyes slightly closed.
On the stall in front of me, there are a few lines of small words written on the left and right.
On the left is: First coming down from Tao Mountain, cause and effect follow fate.
On the right is: Sitting silently, I am not mute. Write first and ask questions later. I will never coax anyone.
In the middle, there is a Yin Yang Bagua.
He also had several props on hand.
It's probably something he uses for fortune telling.
As he watched, an uncle in his forties squatted in front of him.
After looking at it curiously for a while, he asked:
"Little Taoist priest, what do you think you are?"
The little Taoist priest opened his eyes slightly and took out a piece of paper from the side.
Just look at it and write a line of big characters.
"For fortune telling, you can ask about the future. For small things, you can ask about your marriage and career, but for big things, you can predict the rise and fall of your family and country."
The little Taoist priest is very young, but his tone is amazing.
"How much does it cost per hexagram?"
The uncle asked again.
The little Taoist priest turned over the cardboard and it read:
"If you make an error of half a centimeter, you won't get a cent. If you are lucky enough to be right, you will be rewarded with your heart."
Upon seeing this, the uncle immediately said:
"Then let me ask a question!"
I saw the little Taoist priest take out a stack of paper.
Take one from it and hand it to the uncle.
When I took it and took a look, I saw a form on it.
The person asking the question needs to fill in a few pieces of information.
The uncle picked up the pen on the stall and wrote on it one by one.
Then, he folded the paper and handed it to the little Taoist priest.
No one knows what is written on this paper.
Even the little Taoist priest couldn't see it at all.
After the little Taoist priest took the note, he closed his eyes again.
Holding a piece of paper in his hand, he muttered something.
It took a while before I opened my eyes.
He turned to the uncle and said:
"The soul of the Taoist spirit wanders, and the heavenly master opens his eyes. I am still very shallow in my Taoism, but I also saw what this gentleman asked for!"
ah?
Everyone watching the excitement, including the uncle, was shocked.
You know, except when the little Taoist priest just took the note, he opened his eyes.
The rest of the time, he kept his eyes closed.
Moreover, the note was folded several times by the little Taoist priest.
How did he know the contents of this note?
The uncle immediately asked:
"Then tell me, what did I write? What do I want to count today?"
The little Taoist priest closed his eyes again and said slowly:
"Sir, I am forty-six this year, and I have a son. What you are asking for has to do with Mr. Ling!"
As soon as the words came out, the middle-aged man immediately opened his mouth.
He took the note over and spread it out to read.
Sure enough, what the little Taoist said was absolutely correct.
The people around him were even more surprised, and they all looked at the little Taoist priest intently.
The little Taoist priest closed his eyes and wandered around for a while before continuing:
"Master Ling is not in good health, okay? Judging from the handwriting you just wrote, Master Ling seems to be suffering from illness!"
The middle-aged uncle did not write these words on paper.
But when the middle-aged uncle listened, he was dumbfounded.
He looked at the little Taoist priest for a while and then said:
"You are really amazing! Master, can you help me see if my son's disease is easy to cure?"
The little Taoist priest closed his eyes and stopped talking.
The middle-aged man waited for a while and then asked tentatively:
"Master, can you tell me something?"
The little Taoist priest still closed his eyes and said nothing.
The people next to him immediately reminded the uncle:
"Everyone is right, you have to get money..."
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Money!"
As he spoke, the uncle took out a wad of bills from his pocket.
He took out two pieces worth ten yuan and put them on the stall.
The little Taoist priest opened his eyes and looked at the twenty yuan.
It took a while before he said two words:
"Cure!"
"How to cure it?"
The uncle asked hurriedly.
But the little Taoist priest's eyes closed again.
This time the uncle understood what the little Taoist priest meant.
He took out a wad of change again and put it on the stall.
Even though it was small change, it still looked like one or two hundred yuan.
The little Taoist took a glance and slowly shook his head:
"Unfortunate!"
"Master, what do you mean?"
The little Taoist priest didn't speak either.
The people watching the excitement said again:
"Master, what do you mean, you don't have enough money?"
The uncle thought for a moment, then took out a few hundred-yuan red tickets from his pocket and placed them on the Gua stall.
The little Taoist priest then opened his eyes and said slowly:
"Your Majesty, what you have is a disease of deficiency and excess. The so-called deficiency means that there is a pile of weeds growing next to your ancestral grave. You must remove the weeds within three days. I will write you another talisman in a while. When you return,
, light it at midnight, mix it with rice wine, and after drinking it, the deficient disease can be cured. Once the deficient disease is eliminated, the actual disease will be cured in no time!"
The middle-aged uncle nodded repeatedly, thanked him profusely, and left with the talisman.
Xiaoduo stood next to me, also surprised by this scene.
She asked me in a low voice:
"Xiao Liuye, how did he calculate it? Is it true?"