The middle-aged woman just now said that she took her son to do a divination to find out the good and bad luck.
He could still believe this. After all, there were many capable people in China, and the old Taoist in front of him might be an expert.
Life-saving talismans can indeed ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters. I am convinced of this. After all, isn't my own talisman and seal the same thing?
What he said just now is also a way of predicting fortune and misfortune, but what he said about what happened at home later is too outrageous. Could he really be a living god?
You must know that facial appearance can only determine a person's luck or misfortune. Family matters are not unpredictable, but must be understood through understanding, at least knowing the birth date and horoscope.
"What could happen to my family? Don't talk nonsense." The man obviously lacked confidence and still refused to believe it.
"Here, sit down and I will tell you your fortune without charging you any money." The fortune teller was no longer anxious and said with a smile.
"I don't believe these things, they are all lies." The man sneered.
"Let's do some fortune-telling. We don't charge money anyway."
"That is, whether it is true or false, it is free, not free."
"Yes, let him do the math for you and let's see if it's accurate?"
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The crowd started to boo, and of course they were just watching the fun. They also felt that it was not worth spending money. If it didn’t count, it would be a pity for the young people.
"Well, I want to see if your calculation is accurate?" After everyone's persuasion, the man sat on the horse in front of the fortune teller, stretched out his left hand and said.
The fortune teller smiled and spread his palms. After observing for a moment, he frowned, stroked his goatee and fell into deep thought.
Then he started to squeeze his fingers together and mutter something in his mouth...
"Brother, is it true? Aren't you also a Fu doctor?" Shen Xue raised her pretty face, pulled Zhang Yang's arm, and asked doubtfully.
"Shh, don't talk. The Living God is doing his calculations. Don't disturb him." The middle-aged woman who just turned around immediately turned around with a look of dissatisfaction on her face.
"Sister, was his calculation for your son yesterday really so accurate?" Zhang Yang asked kindly.
"Of course, thanks to the life-saving talisman of the Living God, I feel scared when I think about it now."
"Can you show me the life-saving charm to open my eyes?"
"Okay, just wait a moment."
The middle-aged woman obviously raised her voice. She was not afraid of disturbing the fortune teller, but more like attracting the attention of the people around her. She took out a yellow seal with runes on it from her bag.
He said: "That's it. Thanks to it, otherwise my son still wouldn't know what it would look like."
After everyone heard this, their eyes focused here, and some curious people even reached out and touched the talisman.
"Isn't the life-saving amulet a body-carrying amulet? I heard a Taoist priest say that it must be carried with you to be effective?"
Zhang Yang deliberately showed a surprised look and continued: "But with you, how can you protect your son?"
When he said this, he deliberately glanced at the fortune teller, and his squinted eyes immediately opened, revealing a complex expression of embarrassment and nervousness.
There are several types of talisman seals. According to different purposes, the usage is also different. Generally, they are divided into body talismans, burial talismans, food transformation talismans, pasting talismans, and decoction talismans...
He said this deliberately, of course to test the authenticity of the other party. Judging from the sophisticated look on his face, it was obvious that he was a liar, and the middle-aged woman was just his support.
"This shows that the Taoism of the Living Immortal is so profound that it cannot be compared to ordinary Taoist priests."
The middle-aged woman became a little angry out of embarrassment. She grabbed the talisman and Yulun Wuci continued to explain: "Originally it was with my son. I will come back after he comes back just to prove it to everyone."
After finishing speaking, he stuffed the talisman into his bag and ignored Zhang Yang.
Shen Xue pouted her little mouth with a look of disdain. In Zhang Yang's teasing words, she already understood that the other party was just a trick.
"Your old mother must be suffering from a strange disease. She talks nonsense all day long and is crazy. She has been to major hospitals but no symptoms can be found, right?" the fortune teller said to the man.
"That's right, how do you know?" the man asked knowingly.
"Of course it was calculated." The fortune teller showed a proud look, smiled and nodded.
"Then what is the cause? Why can't the hospital see it well?"
"This is not a disease, but an evil spirit. It is related to the feng shui of your home."
"Feng shui? What's wrong with my home's feng shui?" the middle-aged man couldn't wait.
"If my calculation is correct, there should be a locust tree in your yard."
"Yes, it's so accurate." The man had a look of surprise on his face and looked around at the audience.
His expression made Zhang Yang feel sick. The righteous words just now were in sharp contrast with the obscene surprise now. It was so shameless to drag him down like this.
"Is it really accurate?"
"Is it true that your mother has such a disease and that there is really a locust tree in the house?"
"It seems that he is really a living god, and he can even calculate this."
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There were some doubts among the onlookers, and of course some people had begun to believe it. We can't blame them for being ignorant, we can only say that this man's acting was indeed realistic.
Besides, there are only a few people who know the true art of divination and fortune-telling, and naturally none of them know it as well as Zhang Yang.
"Then how to resolve it?" the man asked curiously.
"There is a tree in the courtyard, which means "trap". There is a ghost in the tree, so the problem lies in this locust tree. There is an evil ghost living there, which is why your old mother is so sick."
As he spoke, the fortune teller took out a blank yellow talisman, drew a few random runes on it with a brush and said: "Bury this talisman under the tree, it will definitely drive away evil spirits, and your old mother will be able to drive away evil spirits."
get well."
"Then there are people in the courtyard who are transformed into prisoners? Are they considered criminals? Isn't it also unlucky?" Shen Xue reacted quickly and immediately started to make things difficult.
"This..." The fortune teller was stunned, hesitating and speechless.
"You little girl are causing trouble, aren't you? How can a human be compared with a tree? A living god is telling people's fortunes, why are you causing trouble?"
When the middle-aged woman saw her with Zhang Yang, she knew it was intentional and immediately became furious.
"Yes, how can a human be compared with a tree?"
"The living god's analysis makes sense, not to mention the calculation is so accurate, it shouldn't be wrong."
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Someone in the crowd began to speak to the fortune teller, and his words contained dissatisfaction with Shen Xue.
Trust sometimes changes with people's thoughts. Myths and legends have been circulated in China for thousands of years, and the concept of ghosts is deeply rooted.
Once a person believes in this thing and fully devotes his mind to it, he will naturally believe the lies of the Taoist priests.
Shen Xue was not angry, she stuck out her tongue playfully, showing a cute expression.
Anyway, the matter had nothing to do with her. She and Zhang Yang were just watching the fun. These people deserved to be deceived. Of course, she didn't bother to pay attention to it.
"Thank you, Living God."
The man had a look of respect and admiration on his face. He respectfully took the talisman and put it into his bag. Then he took out five hundred yuan and said coquettishly: "This is my fortune-telling fee. Please accept it from the living gods."
"I said I'll tell you your fortune for free. There's no charge for this." The fortune teller refused with a smile.
"How can this be done? My old mother's illness cost hundreds of thousands just to go to the hospital. If she can be cured, what does this little money mean?"
The middle-aged man looked around and said, "If a talisman can turn bad luck into good luck, it will be worth every penny."
"That's right, I'll do some fortune-telling too."
"Well, I'll give it a try too. Isn't it just a hundred yuan?"
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Under the instigation of the man, the crowd began to become noisy and noisy. Two people had already signed up, queued up, and sat down on the maza.
"Old sir, please help me calculate my luck recently."
A man in his thirties, fair and fair, also wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and casual clothes, with an obvious look of decadence on his face, stretched out his hand and asked.
"You are full of heaven and have a very good face. Although you are not rich and powerful, you work easily and are an office worker."
The fortune teller spread out his palm, pretended to look at it, and then continued: "It's just that my work has not been going well recently, and some villains have been causing trouble secretly, so I must ask for a lucky charm to get through the difficulties. Everything will be smooth sailing in the future."
"You're right. I'm a financial officer of a company. I don't know what happened recently. My boss was always looking for trouble, saying that my work ability was not good enough. In the end, he fired me directly. It's so fucking depressing." The man said angrily: "
I originally thought I was incompetent, but after hearing what you said, is there really a villain causing trouble?"
"Well, I must ask for a lucky charm. It will not only ensure smooth work for me, but also bring bad luck back to the villain." The fortune teller followed his words and said.
"Brother, is this also a trust? Why is it so accurate?"
Shen Xuejiao had a look of surprise on her face, thinking that everyone around her was his supporter, right? Otherwise, how could he guess all three of them so accurately?
"Of course this can't be a trap."
"Then why can he calculate accurately? Does he really know some divination?"
"As an office worker, you have to write frequently, so you will develop calluses on one side of your index finger and middle finger."
Zhang Yang pondered for a moment and then continued: "It's easier to guess if things don't go well at work. It's exactly working hours. He must be wandering around here without work. You can guess it if you are careful."
"Maybe he is off duty?"
"This liar is very cunning. He didn't say that the other party had lost his job. He just said that the job was not going well, leaving him a way out." Zhang Yang said with a smile.
"Oh, I understand. Anyway, whether the work goes smoothly or not depends entirely on your feelings. All work cannot be smooth sailing without any setbacks." Shen Xue said with an expression of sudden realization.
Fortune telling sometimes relies on ambiguous answers to induce a person's psychology, such as words such as life is not going well, villains are plotting, physical discomfort, etc.
When he says you are not feeling well, he will inevitably associate it with something uncomfortable in your body. No one is completely healthy. It is easy to combine it with random thoughts. In fact, it is completely psychological.
"How much does a lucky charm cost?" The man was completely convinced and asked. (To be continued)