Ever since Da Wu Di Qian blocked the fatal blow from the local master at Jiang'an Villa a few months ago, being unable to say thank you to the old Taoist priest in person has become a worry for Shen Yu.
The first thing I do when I return to the store every day is to ask if there is an old Taoist priest with immortal Taoism and a clear face coming to the door.
It's a pity that Shen Yu is disappointed every day.
There is no point in being anxious. The old Taoist priest comes and goes without a trace. Shen Yu has no idea where to look. He only hopes that he can come to the store early to get the seal of "Jianfeng Louzhu".
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"Hello, Taoist Priest, are you asleep?"
I don’t know when a fortune teller came to the Gua stall.
This is a woman who is dressed like a white-collar worker in an office building. She has an ordinary appearance and is not tall. She looks left and right in front of the Gua stall with hesitation on her face.
"It's difficult to come here to ask for divination. If you have any difficulty, just tell me. Maybe I can give you some advice." The old fortune teller dressed as a Taoist priest did not open his eyes but he was already soliciting business.
Before she even opened her eyes, she knew someone was coming. This made the female white-collar worker who was hesitant before suddenly light up, "To be honest, I have indeed encountered a difficult problem in my family, but it is not me, but my relatives. This matter Not only did they wipe out all their wealth, they also borrowed some foreign debts.”
"Keep talking!"
"Um, this..." The female white-collar worker was hesitant, holding her handbag tightly with both hands, not knowing what she was hesitating about.
The wandering fortune teller suddenly opened his eyes while laughing loudly. At this moment, his temperament as a master of the world was fully revealed, and there seemed to be a light coming out of his eyes. "Is this hesitation because I am worried about my divination?" The salary is too high?"
The female white-collar worker was very embarrassed to have her secrets revealed, but in the end she nodded slightly and admitted it.
"When people are in urgent need and need what they need, what kind of money do you need to lend a helping hand to others in times of crisis? If I guessed correctly, it must be that your relative is seriously ill, right?"
As soon as the wandering fortune teller finished speaking, the female white-collar worker felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She was speechless and dumbfounded, and her handbag fell to the ground silently without even realizing it.
Shen Yu, who was about to turn around and leave just now, stopped when he heard this, but instead of turning around again, he held on to the railing of the small bridge and looked like he was leaning on the railing to watch the water.
The expression on Shen Yu's face was very strange at the moment.
In fact, Shen Yu knew what the female white-collar worker wanted to ask earlier than the wandering fortune teller.
The old fortune teller was talking about the woman's relatives being sick, but Shen Yu already knew that these so-called relatives were the woman's parents.
This is not some divine divination or physiognomy, but psychology.
As the saying goes, "A dull and sad face means something is going to happen" and "Children often ask their parents when they are in the hospital bed."
The woman's eyes were tired, and there was a look of pain on her face that she couldn't hide. Coupled with the somewhat miserable words she just said, it was probably because someone in her family was sick.
Among them, the most likely ones are her parents.
If it were anyone else, even her brothers and sisters wouldn't be so worried with sad faces.
When a person performs fortune telling for himself, he may ask about marriage, future, wealth, children, etc.
But if a very young-looking person goes to the Gua Tan to ask her relatives for divination, 99% of the time it means that her parents are sick, and it is often a serious illness that is difficult to treat. If it is a minor illness or injury, she will not come to the Gua Tan. A waste of time and money.
So Shen Yu already knew what the white-collar woman was going to ask when she said her first sentence.
When Shen Yu stopped, he wasn't so bored that he wanted to watch the fun. He wanted to see what the old fortune teller had to say about the sick guests at home.
If he could just say a few words of comfort and vague auspicious words to earn some fortune, Shen Yu wouldn't be so bored that he would meddle in other people's business.
But if this person dared to sell some so-called panacea to others at a high price to make shady money, Shen Yu asked himself that since he bumped into him, he wouldn't be afraid to meddle in his affairs.
When a family member is suffering from illness, relatives often want to grab a life-saving straw.
At this time, no matter whether the person is smart or confused, it is easy to be fooled, because the person has already panicked.
Shen Yu grew up with his grandfather, and he has the same temperament as the knights in Zhongzhonglou.
Of course, Shen Yu also knows that there are too many injustices in this world. Even if his whole body is made of iron, how many nails can he drive?
But after all, I will take care of what I see under my nose.
As expected, Shen Yu guessed correctly.
I heard the female white-collar worker wipe her tears and say: "Speaking of which, my family is a well-off family. Six years ago, my mother often suffered from abdominal pain. She went to the hospital for a check-up and found out that it was liver cancer. After surgical treatment, the effect was pretty good.
"But she was diagnosed with leukemia six months ago, and her liver cancer condition suddenly worsened during treatment. She was hospitalized for half a year and spent hundreds of thousands, but her condition failed to stabilize.
"Leukemia and liver cancer have come together to torture her. My mother is now extremely thin and extremely ill. I don't know what to do to get better."
The old fortune teller nodded, "Hey, I know some medical science. There are currently three main methods for treating cancer, namely surgery, radiotherapy, and drug treatment.
"The hospital will choose one or more treatment methods according to the condition. Let me tell you something that you don't want to hear. Your mother's current illness could have been cured long ago. A well-off family that has emptied their wealth is basically nothing. Saved.
"For this kind of bottomless terminal disease, no matter how much money you spend, it won't help. It's better to leave less debt to the living!"
The old fortune teller's words were well founded, and Shen Yu nodded repeatedly, "Judging from these words alone, this old gentleman is a good man."
"Woo!"
After hearing what the old fortune teller said, the female white-collar worker burst into tears.
She cried so hard that many passers-by and even stall owners in the night market looked over. However, when they saw the old fortune teller behind the stall, everyone showed expressions of sudden realization, as if they were interested in the old fortune teller's fortune telling. I am very confident in my skills.
"In the few days left, spend more time with your mother and talk. If you can eat and drink, then serve her well. People are destined to be separated from the day they are born. Being sad will not help."
"Taoist Master, is there really nothing we can do?"
The old fortune teller stood up on the futon. He turned around with his hands behind his back and glanced at the brightly lit buildings in the distance. "Medicine will not cure the disease. I am just a fortune teller. What I am proficient in is only seeking good luck." Even if you know some medical knowledge, it is still difficult to cure a terminal illness!"
"Please, Taoist Priest, save my mother!" The woman knelt down and begged.
The old fortune-teller looked embarrassed, "I am also a mortal, otherwise I would not be setting up a divination stall on this stone bridge to make a living on this cold and dewy night.
"Well, although I'm not from Chuzhou, I have an old friend in Chuzhou.
"This man's surname is Li and his name is Hanmo. He comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. Although his medical skills cannot bring people back to life, he still has some experience in treating terminal diseases.
"This old friend of mine is not short of money, but his temper is quite weird. Most people can't see him. I will write a letter. You can take it and go to Lijia Lane in the old city of Chuzhou to find the house number 6. After knocking on the door, he said that he was asked by his old friend in Jiangzhou to deliver a letter, and he must open it personally.
"As for whether he will treat your mother, it depends on your luck!"
After saying that, the old fortune teller sat cross-legged on the futon again, then took out a pen and paper and started writing a letter. Although there was no desk or chair, he could write very quickly even on the floor. In just two or three minutes, the letter paper was put into an envelope and handed to the woman. .
"Li Hanmo? Qing'er's third grandfather?"
Shen Yu, who had already walked under the bridge, stopped again.
