Just when Xu Qing and Su Qian were about to return to the inn to rest, a voice came from behind Xu Qing.
Generally speaking, 99% of the time the person who says this is an old charlatan, the kind who don’t need to guess!
Xu Qing could guess what he said next: Pindao happens to have a hexagram of the young master here, and he will give it to Yuanren.
Don't doubt it, it's not a typo.
If you don’t have any money, who can tell you your fortune?
As for why Xu Qing knew so clearly... it starts from a cold winter. Xu Qing's family went hiking and passed by a fortune-telling stall. The same tone and the same lines were used. After passing by, there were five dollars missing in his pocket.
Ten dollars...
Today the reputation of Taoism and Buddhism has been ruined by this group of people...
Real Taoist priests and eminent monks were already more precious than giant pandas in Xu Qing's time...
You are destined to him just because you can give him yuan. If you don’t have yuan in your pocket, no one will be destined to you.
Xu Qing took Su Qian's hand and said, "Madam, let's go back to the inn."
At this moment, as if a breeze was blowing around, a young figure appeared in front of the empty space. This figure was dressed in a Taoist robe and looked not much older than Xu Qing. He was holding Fuchen in one hand and another in the other.
Hanging down from his body, he said: "Pindao, there happens to be a young man with a hexagram here, and he will give it to someone who is destined to do so."
"Fate? How much money?"
"Twelve."
"Madam, let's go!"
"Hey, eh, lord... lord, please stay here for now!"
The young man in Taoist robes quickly stretched out his hand to stop Xu Qing, and said in a negotiating tone: "The price is unreasonable, but we can still negotiate slowly."
Su Qian looked at the young man in Taoist robes with some vigilance. She had never seen anyone with such good Qing Gong. She only caught an afterimage, but the person was already in front of her.
She couldn't reach such a state of Qinggong herself.
What is the purpose of this person stopping here for no reason?
Xu Qing shook his head and said: "There's nothing to talk about. What I need is not your hexagram, and you can't help me."
The young man in Taoist robes patted his chest and said: "Of all the hexagrams here in Pindao, there is always one that is suitable for you. As long as you are destined, everything will not be a problem."
Xu Qing continued to walk forward and said, "Not interested."
The young man in Taoist robes took a few steps back to stop Xu Qing and said, "How about if I figure out what your surname is, young master, and you can just guess it?"
Xu Qing suddenly became interested when he heard this, nodded and said: "Okay, if you really have the ability, you can figure out what my last name is."
The young man in Taoist robe took out a pen from his sleeve, and then took out a very portable small inkstone, less than half the size of a palm. Then he grabbed a handful of snow on the ground with his left hand and rubbed it until it melted into water and dropped on the small inkstone.
In the inkstone, I polished it with a small ink block, dipped it in ink with a brush, and put the inkstone and the small ink block away.
After everything was prepared, the young man in Taoist robe said: "Later, Pindao will write the young master's last name on his palm. Then the young master will say the last name, and Pindao will show the writing on his palm. If it matches the young master's last name, it will be considered
How about a poor Taoist with real skills?"
Xu Qing nodded and said: "Okay."
The young man in the robe in the middle stretched out his hand, with his palm facing himself and the back of his hand facing Xu Qing, and then he pretended to write and draw something on his palm.
Finally, the young man in Taoist robes lowered his arms and hid his palms in his wide sleeves. He said with a smile: "Master, Pindao has already written it. Please tell me your last name and see if Pindao's calculation is accurate or not."
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Xu Qing thought for a while and said with a smile: "Taoist Priest, how about we change the approach?"
The young man in the Taoist robe felt his heart skip a beat, but he still asked with a smile on his face: "What method do you want to change, Master?"
Xu Qing said: "Taoist Master, please give me the pen first."
The young man in Taoist robes handed over the pen in confusion, not knowing what Xu Qing wanted to do.
Xu Qing took the pen and stretched out his hand with his palm facing himself and the back of his hand facing the young man in the Taoist robe, and said: "If not, I will also write my last name on my hand, and then the two of us will stretch out our hands together for the other to see.
What do you think, Taoist Priest?"
"This..." When the young man in Taoist robe heard Xu Qing's words, his smile became more forced...
Xu Qing looked at the young man in Taoist robes and said, "What? Why doesn't the Taoist master count it?"
The young man in Taoist robes said awkwardly: "I suddenly remembered something..."
With that said, he snatched the pen from Xu Qing's hand and disappeared like a gust of wind.
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Su Qian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the disappearing figure, then looked at Xu Qing and asked, "I saw just now that the Taoist priest was very confident in figuring out the husband's surname. Why did he suddenly show his timidity at this time?"
Xu Qing smiled and said: "My lady is unaware of something. That man seems to be telling fortunes, but in fact he is just using some tricks."
When Su Qian heard this, she asked doubtfully: "A trick of the rivers and lakes?"
Xu Qing nodded and said: "On the surface, it seems that the Taoist has written his last name on his hand and is just waiting for me to say it and verify it with him. In fact, this is not the case. The Taoist has not written a word on his hand at all.
If my guess is correct, this person also has a small piece of ink hidden in his sleeve. He just grabbed a handful of snow with his hand and rubbed it twice just because he wanted to moisten his left hand so that he could use the ink in his sleeve.
He used a small ink block to write the handwriting. As soon as I said my last name, he would immediately write the last name I said on his sleeve and present it to us."
When Su Qian heard this, he suddenly realized: "So that's it. In this way, the trick of figuring out the last name is just a trick of the Taoist."
Xu Qing nodded and said: "So, we should observe everything carefully and not easily believe in the fortune-telling theory of ghosts and gods."
When Su Qian heard what Xu Qing said, she had a look of knowledge on her face, and then walked towards the inn with Xu Qing.
When the two of them walked to the door of the inn, they saw the same young Taoist standing at the door, stopping a noble-looking man who was saying something.
When the two of them got closer, they heard the young Taoist stopping the noble young master and saying, "Sir, I see that your hall has turned black, and there will be a bloody disaster today! There is a way to resolve this problem, and it only costs ten taels of silver.
, I am a poor man who will ensure that the young master is safe."
The noble young master frowned when he heard this and pushed the young Taoist away: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will break your legs!"
After that, he raised his feet and walked forward...
At this moment, suddenly a carriage came speeding towards...
bump!
The young man was immediately knocked out. His body flew for a distance and then fell to the ground. Life or death was not known. The government officials who were looking for the street immediately surrounded him...
Xu Qing and Su Qian were stunned...
Even more stunned than Xu Qing and Su Qian was the young Taoist... How could this happen? He was just talking...
Then the young man raised his head and saw Xu Qing and Su Qian. He suddenly said with some embarrassment: "This young man is a poor Taoist..."
Xu Qing immediately took out ten taels of silver and stuffed it into his hand: "Stop talking! Take it away!"