Compared with other surrounding streets, alleys and alleys, Lingzhui Lane looks old and dilapidated, and is very out of tune with the surroundings. It is an old alley that has existed for countless years. Before Shian walked into the alley, he smelled an old alley.
The unique rotten smell of old alleys.
There are more than twenty houses in the alley, most of which have their doors closed, but there are a few sounds coming from the yards of each house from time to time.
Snoring, coughing, arguing, cocks crowing and dogs barking... all kinds of sounds could be heard endlessly. Shi'an stood at the end of the alley, carefully looking for the sound he was thinking of.
Soon, among the many noises, he caught a young boy's voice.
"...The Year Pillar represents your grandparents, the Moon Pillar represents your parents, the Sun Pillar represents yourself, and the Hour Pillar represents your children.
Your year pillar and moon pillar both have auspicious gods, which means that you have the blessing of your ancestors, the blessing of your parents, your family's ancestral business can provide you with food and clothing, and your parents have given you a smart mind."
Another middle-aged voice was quite anxious and puzzled: "If that's the case, then why have I been in trouble these days? The family fortune is about to be unsustainable."
The young man's voice came up again, "This is because your sun pillar has a malevolent god. Although the year pillar and the moon pillar have auspicious gods, it still needs the sun pillar to be transformed.
But now there is a fierce god in your sun pillar, which has hindered your fortune. That's why you have been in trouble many times."
The middle-aged voice became more and more anxious, "Master, what should I do now?"
The young man's voice paused for a moment. Shi'an heard the sound of a bunch of copper coins being put down, and then the sound of the copper coins being picked up again. Then, he heard the young man's voice say again:
"It's very simple. What do the year pillar and the month pillar represent for you?"
The middle-aged man quickly said: "On behalf of my grandparents and parents."
The young man hummed, "That's right, your family's ancestral property can hardly be maintained, but you have disturbed your ancestral home, or ancestral graves, or other things related to your ancestors.
Secondly, your parents are resentful towards you. You are either unfilial or have failed to please your parents. Your current evil god of the time pillar is suppressing your other two lucky gods.
The way to solve the problem is to restore what you have moved and restore it; in addition, filial piety is the first priority. You can only suppress the evil spirit of your year and moon pillars and treat your parents well.
Only then will your bad luck be broken."
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then a grateful voice came out:
"Master, you are really amazing. I did sell my ancestral home in Tongyuan last month, and my old parents were resentful of me because of it. Who would have thought that it was for this reason. Thank you, Master. Thank you very much, Master."
The boy didn't speak, and then he heard the sound of getting up and walking. Not long after, Shi'an saw a courtyard door being opened, and then a middle-aged man looked around at the door, and then he sneaked out of the courtyard.
Open the door and head toward the alley where Shi'an is.
Shi'an stood motionless, his eyes stopping on the middle-aged man for a moment, causing the middle-aged man to pay attention to him as well.
However, the two of them just passed by each other, and the middle-aged man obviously did not take the child seriously. As for Shi'an, his eyes fell on the courtyard door through which the middle-aged man came out.
He walked over, knocked on the door, and waited for a moment, but no one answered the door. He knocked twice more, but still no one responded.
With a thought in mind, Shi An simply walked around to the side wall, then raised his spirits, easily crossed the wall, and landed in the yard.
The yard, like the entire alley, looked old. And as he landed, his eyes were attracted by a small figure.
I saw the little man running to the entrance of the courtyard, obviously trying to run out. But Shi'an was faster, gathering Qi in his hands, and wrapped around the little man in an instant.
The little man was lifted up, his face turned pale with fright, he struggled and shouted: "Help, there is a murderer, help..."
Shi'an "lifted" him to him, looked at him carefully, and then put him down with a smile.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the little man's feet touched the ground, he immediately twisted his body and tried to run away again like a loach. Shi'an had to catch him again.
"If you don't run away, I will let you go." He said warmly, "I just want to ask you a few questions."
The little man nodded his head and waited for Shi'an to put him down. Then he quickly took a few steps back and looked at Shi'an warily. His feet were pointed towards the door, obviously still trying to wait for an opportunity to escape.
Shi'an couldn't help but smile, "You know you're going to run away when you see me, so you must have guessed who I am and why I'm here."
The little man stared at him for a moment, maybe because the smile looked really comforting, not oppressive, and didn't look like he was looking for trouble, so he nodded, then raised his neck and muttered:
"Why, you call me Shi'an, but you don't like me calling you? My name is Shi'an too, and I also tell people's fortunes. How is it bothering you?"
Shi'an smiled softly and sat down on a stool in the yard. His figure was as smooth as a pine tree. With this simple gesture, the elegance of his whole body was spontaneously revealed.
The little man couldn't help but glance at himself, feeling ashamed of himself. He lowered his head and said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking in his mind.
After Shi'an sat down, he asked slowly: "How did you guess who I am?"
The little man glanced at him, lowered his head, and continued to mutter: "You knocked on the door without a code. You are about the same age as me, but your temperament is very comparable to others. I just saw you climbing over the courtyard wall easily, so I guessed that you were not
Ordinary people.”
Of course, the main reason is that he has a guilty conscience. He added in his mind.
"What's your name?" Shi'an asked again.
The little man immediately raised his head and said bravely: "Shi'an, my name is Shi'an."
Shi'an looked at him with a faint smile.
The little man felt uncomfortable and lowered his head again. He hesitated for a long time and then whispered: "I don't have a name. When the abbot picked me up, it happened to be the eleventh day of the first lunar month, so he called me eleven."
But I didn’t think it sounded good, so I changed it myself. My new name is Shi’an.”
Shi'an shook his head helplessly, "Even if the name is the same, you are yourself after all. You can't be someone else, let alone me, so why should you deceive yourself and others?"
The little man's face turned red, but there was resentment in his eyes, "Who wants to be you? Who do you think I am? I can call you whatever I want, what does it have to do with you?"
Shi'an cut off his words, and his voice was slow but unmistakable: "You have two options. The first is, I will send you to the Yamen. If you use my name to deceive the people, you will be punished."
The little man's heart tightened and he looked at Shi'an with some fear. Those words were like a sharp soft sword, even though it was soft, it was sharp and frightening.
He was well aware of the principle that a good man should not take the immediate losses, and the rightful owner was quite capable, so it was no problem to capture him, so he quickly surrendered and said, "What about the second rule?"