"Great Immortal, what should I do? I don't want to die yet. I beg Great Immortal to save my life..."
As he said this, the man immediately took out his wallet, took out several colorful bills, put them in my hand, and then kept asking me to accept them.
I took a look and saw that although the money the man received was not much, it was still quite a lot here.
I laughed at myself in my heart, but I didn't expect that I would actually be reduced to relying on fortune telling for a living.
This man's face is dark, his eyes are dull, and there is a hint of Yin Qi in his body. He looks like a ghost has come to visit, so I'm not just making this up. Naturally, I can accept this money with peace of mind.
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I gave the money to Xiao Wu, and then I drew two yellow symbols myself.
When I was at the crematorium, I learned the art of drawing talisman from Old Man Yin for a long time, so the water bottle drawing talisman was actually much better than the ordinary Maoshan disciples.
I drew the talisman and handed it to the grateful man, and asked him: "These two talismans, one is posted on your door, and the other one is taken with you. The other one will be removed from the coffin."
Use all the ill-gotten gains to do good deeds, so that no ghosts will knock on your door in the middle of the night."
"Thank you, Great Immortal. I will go back and donate the money to the primary school. I will go now..." The man bowed gratefully to me several times, and while walking back, he praised me for being so amazing.
As soon as the first customer had an effect, the passers-by who were originally watching the excitement came over one after another.
Almost instantly, my stroller was immediately surrounded by people.
The old fortune teller over there, who was about to continue closing his eyes, was already looking at me dumbfounded, unable to calm down for a long time.
When there were a lot of people here, I quickly asked Xiao Wu to stop them, and asked him to tell everyone to come one by one, line up, and don't rush.
Xiao Wu, who was only ten years old, was very smart at this time. He didn't know where he got a hat, turned it over, and collected the money one by one from those who were waiting in line.
And I couldn't help laughing while watching this, and then I looked at the faces of those in line one by one.
Xiao Wu was in charge of collecting the money, and I was in charge of reading the photos. Half an hour later, the queue got longer and longer, and those people whose photos I saw were all very excited.
In fact, the people I saw were not ugly at all. They just did things that made the ghosts dissatisfied, and they had ghosts in their hearts. Therefore, after my few words, they often became nervous first, fearing that they would live.
Not until tomorrow.
Finally, most of the people who read my fortune tell me how to use yellow talismans, ranging from ordinary soothing talismans to large exorcism talismans that can greatly frighten ghosts...
The queue had not finished watching, but the yellow talisman had been used up first. In addition, Xiao Wu and I were already hungry. In desperation, I had to tell those who were still in line to come back tomorrow and not watch today.
Everyone in the queue was disappointed, and several of them even forced me to give them money, saying they would have to work harder to see more photos.
But I took a look at the hat full of banknotes in Xiao Wu’s hand, and then looked at the people who asked me to read their fortunes. In fact, when I saw that there wasn’t much of a problem, I still rejected them.
No matter what, we are now rich people...
Without reading the fortune teller, the team quickly dispersed, and the old fortune teller who set up a stall nearby hurriedly came over with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Oh my God, young man, who are you? In two or three hours, you made money that I couldn't make in a month..." the old man said in shock.
I smiled and thought I can't tell you that I am still the head of Maoshan, right?
I called Xiao Wu and asked him to give some money to the fortune teller. The old man had a good heart. Although he was an old man, he had helped us just now.
The fortune teller thanked him profusely and said that at his age, he never expected to meet a master today.
I chatted with the fortune teller for a few words, and then watched Xiao Wu swallowing his saliva at the roast duck stall not far away. I had no choice but to say goodbye to the old man, and then let Xiao Wu push me and go straight to the fortune teller.
That roast duck stall.
"Boss, here are two roast ducks. I want the one with more meat... Also, Xiao Wu, there is a restaurant in front of you. Come on, big brother will take you to eat."
Xiao Wu didn't bother to answer my words, he just hugged the roast duck and started chewing it...
After having a full meal in the restaurant, Xiao Wu didn't forget to pack a portion for his alcoholic father.
After leaving the restaurant, I asked Xiao Wu to go to a nearby drugstore to buy me some medicine and a change of clothes, otherwise I couldn't keep dressing like a beggar.
I bought everything I needed to buy, and I also bought some food for Xiao Wu. After the final calculation, I found that I still had three to four hundred yuan left.
In this place, three to four hundred yuan is enough for an ordinary person to eat for half a month, let alone Xiao Wu, who lives with his father.
I asked Xiao Wu to save the money, and when I went back, I also paid off the credit for buying wine from the grocery store.
When Xiao Wu returned to the shabby temple and placed the fragrant food and two bottles of beer in front of his father, his father's eyes suddenly widened!
"Where have you been today? How do you have money to buy such good food? And beer?" Xiao Wu's father stared at me, extremely surprised.
I looked at the slovenly and decadent middle-aged man in front of me, and an inexplicable flash of sympathy flashed through my heart.
To be honest, I feel that Xiao Wu's father is a bit like me a few days ago.
It's just that I have come out, but he seems to still be immersed in that state of sadness, anger and decadence. Even though his son has become a little beggar who no one wants to call his name, he still has not completely woken up.
"Money is not hard to make. As long as you can change your mind and stop getting drunk every day, I believe you can do it too." I said to Xiao Wu's father.
When Xiao Wu's father heard what I said, he hesitated and looked at his son again.
But there was only a complicated look in his eyes, and then he quickly grabbed the beer.
"Haha, if you have wine now, you will get drunk now, so go to hell with any attempt to change your mind!"
Xiao Wu's father drank a few swigs of beer, turned his back, grabbed the food Xiao Wu had packed and stuffed it into his mouth. Looking at it, he looked extremely sloppy and casual, and he didn't look like a father at all.
The way it should be.
Xiao Wu on the side seemed to have long been accustomed to it. He glanced at his father, sighed, and then took the initiative to walk to the corner and opened the small schoolbag and books I bought for him today, with a smile on his face.