The most important job this kind of fairy does is to exorcise children from evil spirits.
The old man has a superstitious belief that children will be frightened when they see unclean things and cry non-stop, so they go to see the Great Fairy.
Generally speaking, young people do not believe in this kind of thing, including some old intellectuals, who also dismiss this kind of thing.
He Yuanjiang was also like this originally.
He has been abroad for so many years, and he has never believed in such things. However, his right eye kept twitching today, and his daughter participated in military operations with the Syrian government forces. He felt really uneasy, so he suddenly made a calculation.
The thoughts of hexagram.
So, he said to Ye Chen: "Ye Chen, if you have anything to do, go ahead and get busy. I'll go over there and take a look."
Ye Chen saw that the direction he pointed in his peripheral vision was the fortune-telling stall, so he asked: "Uncle He, do you want to find someone to tell you?"
He Yuanjiang nodded and sighed: "Hey, now I know why everyone has religious beliefs. It must be when I am as helpless as I am now. I really don't know what to do, so I can only place my hope on religion.
Belief, or feudal superstition, is mainly about seeking psychological comfort."
Ye Chen smiled slightly and said, "I don't have anything important to do anyway, so I'll just go with you."
He Yuanjiang didn't think much, nodded, and went to the fortune-telling stall with Ye Chen.
At this time, sitting in front of the fortune-telling booth was an old man with dark skin, gray hair and beard, and a bit lean.
This old man looked to be about seventy or eighty years old. He was sitting alone in front of the stall, unhurriedly wiping his beard on his chin, and he had quite an aura of immortality.
He Yuanjiang came to him. Before he could speak, the old man asked him: "Does this gentleman want to ask about good or bad luck?"
He Yuanjiang nodded and said: "I want to ask for my daughter to see if she is safe."
The old man hummed, pushed a bamboo tube full of bamboo sticks over, and said: "Here, think about your daughter, then shake one to sign out."
He Yuanjiang hurriedly followed the instructions, thinking about his daughter, and shook the bamboo tube at the same time. Dozens of bamboo sticks in the barrel continued to poke out as he shook it, until one of them fell out of the barrel first.
He Yuanjiang opened his eyes, quickly picked up the bamboo stick, lowered his head to read the words on it, and said: "I heard that tonight is the Lantern Festival, and the silver lanterns are shining brightly in the sky; there is an unprovoked storm, and thousands of lights are turned off and the orchestras are cut off...
....What does it mean?"
The old man smiled slightly and said enigmatically: "This is the 32nd lot of the Che Gong Ling Lotus. If you need to unravel the lot, please give me five hundred yuan, which can be considered as a blessing."
As soon as Ye Chen heard this, he concluded in his heart that the old man was a liar.
Seeking fortune-telling is a Taoist concept. As for randomness or fortune, this is a Buddhist perspective.
It is absolutely impossible for a Taoist disciple to say words such as joy and blessing. This feeling is like a monk saying that if you donate money, you can go to heaven to see God. The logic itself is problematic.
However, He Yuanjiang didn't know this.
When he heard that the other party wanted five hundred yuan, he took out his mobile phone without any hesitation and asked, "Can I scan the QR code to pay?"
The old man took out a payment code that had been printed long ago and said with a smile: "Here, scan this, you can use WeChat or Alipay."
He Yuanjiang hurriedly scanned the QR code to pay. Ye Chen wanted to stop him, but then he thought, he was like an ant on a hot pot now, and he definitely couldn't stop him, so he didn't say much and just waited and waited.
Soon, He Yuanjiang completed the payment, and there was a notification sound from the old man's pocket: "WeChat has received five hundred yuan." He smiled with satisfaction and said: "The signature of your signature is, I heard that tonight is the upper dollar, and the silver
The lanterns and trees shone brightly in the sky; there was an unprovoked violent storm, and thousands of lights went out and the orchestras were cut off. The meaning is very simple. It probably means that tonight is the Lantern Festival, and the trees and lanterns should have been lively, but suddenly there was a violent storm.
The lights of thousands of houses were blown out, and the original festival of playing music and singing was gone."
Speaking of this, he sighed and said: "This is really the most unlucky lot. If you draw this lot, no matter what you want to ask, you can sum it up in four words."
He Yuanjiang was in a hurry and asked: "What four words?!"
The old man shook his head and sighed: "'Everything is not going well'!"