The old fortune-teller narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him. His hands that were cleaning the stall also stopped, and then he pointed at the divination flag beside him and said slowly: "Fortune telling and fortune telling cost fifty renminbi a time. I don't accept any credit here.
Boy, do you have money?"
The aunt gave the old man a thumbs up in her heart! Looking at the girl's appearance, she knew that the latter could not afford any money at all. How could he go out with a wooden sword if he had some money?
"If you don't have money, you can use something to pay the bill. I think the hairpin on your head looks good, so I can use that to pay the bill." The old fortune teller waved to the aunt to leave first, and said to the girl in front of him.
"No, I can't give this to you." The girl said with a cold face and no expression. Then she took off the wooden sword from her waist and handed it to the old fortune teller, and then said: "This is for your account, but I will redeem it when I collect enough money.
Come."
"Okay." The old fortune teller held the wooden sword in his hand and looked over it. He even praised it for saying it was a wooden sword. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was clearly a piece of dark wood with lumps of soil on it.
The hilts of wooden swords are all twisted.
The old fortune teller held the black wood sword in his hand and bumped it, and couldn't help but thought to himself: "This weight is really heavy. Wushan's lightning strike tree is undoubtedly it. It seems that the lightning strike tree from which the material was taken must be at least a hundred years old."
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The old man immediately grinned, revealing his few yellowed teeth, and said with a smile: "Okay! Your piece of wood is quite heavy. I happen to be short of a pair of crutches."
"You kid, why are you talking to me?" The old fortune teller put the wooden sword into his package, and asked hurriedly as if he was afraid that the young man would regret it.
"Even if I go here today, can I get revenge?" The young man's expression was calm and untroubled.
The old fortune teller frowned slightly. Logically speaking, old men like this who are full of evil spirits usually don't accept fortune tellers. What they pay attention to in their profession is not to take account of cause and effect.
Especially since the old man has been telling people's fortunes for half his life, he doesn't want to be rich or wealthy, he just wants to die peacefully.
But the hands tightly placed on the exposed half of the wooden handle of the package betrayed the old man. How could he be willing to spit out such good materials, especially the top-grade lightning wood that he could use.
"Well, I will break this rule today and give you a fortune for this little baby, but I have no wish to ask for help from those who died unjustly." The old fortune teller opened his mouth, took out a turtle shell from his pocket, and grabbed it casually.
Six copper coins were placed into the turtle shell.
It was only then that the expression on the girl's face changed slightly. She was thinking about the old man in front of her. How could he know what she was thinking?
But then she thought that she had asked the old man to figure out whether she could take revenge. Any normal person would have thought that human lives would be involved.
The girl felt that the old man was just pretending to be mysterious and mysterious.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding." The copper coins hit the turtle shell, making a crisp sound.
As his hands kept shaking the turtle shell, the old fortune teller muttered: "People rely on the roots of the great fortune tree, and the flowers wait for the coming year and the grass waits for the spring."
"It is not the way to have a clear mind. Don't follow the left path to lose yin and yang. Usually you secretly argue between the wise and the foolish. Today, I am lucky to have the immortal to help you live."
The girl listened patiently to the old man's murmur. She had seen too many charlatans like the old man, and every time she started her remarks, she was mentioned as being a god or something.
"Since you are asking for heaven and earth, the emperor, heaven and queen earth also know that, start the hexagram!" The old man paused, holding the turtle shell in his left hand and shaking it gently, the six copper coins seemed to be controlled by someone, and fell straight into the stall.
Among the hexagram flags on the ground, the workers were neatly arranged in a row.
The girl's eyes moved slightly, her expression became slightly colder, and her hands were secretly clasped behind her back in case of an emergency. She knew that the old man's method was beyond anyone's reach!
The old fortune teller smiled secretly, and the little girl's little moves naturally could not escape his eyes. He had already made an exception and calculated a hexagram, so naturally he wanted to complete the transaction, and then said: "The upper hexagram is Kan, the lower hexagram is Gen, and the mountain and stone are
It is rugged and the water flow is tortuous, this is the Jian Gua!"
"Is this hexagram reconciled?" the girl asked.
"Water Mountain Jian is the third hexagram of the Four Great Dilemmas. If you encounter this hexagram, your body will be toiled and your steps will be difficult. You must not move rashly. It is just like walking barefoot in the ice and snow. Nothing will happen." The old fortune teller twirled his beard at the corner of his mouth and muttered.
Talk about it.
"Is there a way to avoid this hexagram? As long as it happens, even if it means death, I am willing." The girl frowned.
The old fortune teller first smiled and said: "Since you asked me, an old man, to tell a fortune, and now you want to ask me if I have a way to solve it after hearing what I said, then what's the point of asking me to tell it?"
"The method of fortune telling is the art of spying on God's will. Boy, do you know what is the most difficult thing to find in the world?" The old fortune teller's eyes darkened and he put away his careless smile.
The girl shook her head slightly.
"The most difficult thing in the world is God's will! I have been telling fortunes for half my life on the street. I am convinced by the good predictions and will reward me with a few pennies. If I encounter bad predictions, I will be slandered and talk nonsense. For this reason, I have been beaten often, hehehe
, I’ve seen many people like this!”
"I really can't understand. I know my destiny is difficult, but I still want to go all the way to the dark side? Isn't it ridiculous for you to say that? Didn't those monks say that turning back is the end of the road? Can't you just turn back? What can be cracked about this?
"The old fortune teller became more and more excited as he talked. He pointed his left hand towards the girl and said.
The girl thought for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the Jianghu Division gate. As she walked, she said, "God didn't open his eyes. I want to kill a disaster but still stop him. It's really ridiculous the way of the world."
The old fortune teller was stunned when he heard the girl's answer. He repeated the girl's words and murmured: "Hey, hey, if God is unkind, he will do it for him. This girl is interesting, and her talent is amazing. I don't know.
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When the old fortune teller came back to his senses, he found that the girl had gone far away without a trace. Then he smacked his mouth and turned his gaze to the book garden not far away that had not yet opened. Then he whispered: "Thankfully, that old ghost didn't show up today."
Come, or this girl will be kidnapped."
The old fortune teller seemed to have thought of something, and immediately stood up, took out the black wooden sword in the package, and walked towards the corner of the street. As he walked, he said: "No! Such Taoist geniuses must not be robbed by that old ghost.
Let’s go! Anyway, that girl has to come to me to redeem her sword.”
"As a Confucian saint, the old ghost has countless disciples behind him. Why does he like to steal other people's disciples so much?"
