Liang Pingping opened, Wang Jingzhen hadn't opened his beard yet, the word "Bu" on the ground had faded a lot, and most of the people who passed by looked at him a few times, and then saw that he was young and did not have any fairy wind bones, so he turned around and left.

People rely on clothes, Buddha relies on gold, Wang Changsheng is really a little worse in terms of temperament, at least there is a wisp of white beard on his chin.

At the beginning of the lanterns, when night fell, Liang Pingping put away the little horse and said to Wang Changsheng: "You invite me to smoke, I invite you to drink." ”

Wang Changsheng smiled: "Then didn't I take advantage?"

Liang Pingping shook his head and said: "I took advantage of it, you made me pause, otherwise I have to drill the tip of the horns again, and some things cannot be measured by price." ”

"Okay!" Wang Changsheng was just about to get up, when a middle-aged man with a fat figure and a slightly chubby figure stood in front of him with a decadent and depressed aura.

"Fortune telling?" asked the middle-aged man with a glare.

Wang Changsheng glanced up at him, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I've closed the stall." ”

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, sighed, and said, "It's all here, give me a hexagram."

Wang Changsheng pointed to the end of Xiguan Street and said: "You go inside, there are many more homes, you can choose"

"They can't do it, it's not what I want, you're the last one I'll come to" The middle-aged man shook his head, said with a fist: "How much money do you say, I'll give"

Wang Changsheng frowned and said, "I really can't count, please please."

The middle-aged man's lips twitched a few times, his clenched fist was released, he took out his wallet from his body and pulled out a few banknotes, all of which were stuffed into Wang Changsheng's hand, and said, "I'll give you money, I'll give you as much as you want, help me, help me calculate a hexagram?"

"No!" Wang Changsheng refused almost unkindly, and Liang Pingping next to him was a little puzzled when he heard it.

The middle-aged man suddenly fell to the ground, couldn't help sobbing, and muttered: "I just want an answer, is it so difficult?"

Wang Changsheng squatted down, put the money in his hand into the other party's arms, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Take this money and go back to buy some things for your wife and son, and then accompany them well...... After all, you won't be able to accompany you in the future. ”

The middle-aged man raised his head in amazement, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he looked at Wang Changsheng in disbelief.

"Slap, slap" Wang Changsheng patted him on the shoulder, turned back to Liang Pingping and said, "Let's go, go drink"

The two young men passed by each other, and walked towards the outside of Xiguan Street, the middle-aged man who begged Wang Changsheng to calculate a hexagram for himself, sat on the ground for a long time and did not move, and after more than ten minutes, he spit out a breath of turbidity and got up from the ground, and then bowed deeply to Wang Changsheng, whose back was about to disappear.

Walking on the road, Liang Pingping asked puzzledly: "You fortune tellers, do you still push out door-to-door business?"

"You pull the erhu, you don't understand it, you don't like it, I also have rules for divination, there are a few kinds of fortune tellers we don't give. Wang Changsheng said slowly: "There are a few people like us who don't count in this industry, the blood relationship between the closest relatives and ourselves can't be counted, and the emperor can't be counted, because the emperor is carried by the sky, a generation of heavenly sons, and his life is too high, no one can calculate it, and beggars can't be counted, because their fate has been decided, and they can't change it, and the rest is the person just now." ”

"Why?"

Wang Changsheng said: "The terminally ill people who are dying are not counted, their yang longevity is no longer counted, the life on the top of the head just now is constantly leaking, and he is dead, obviously he can't live for long."

Fortune telling, not you can take it, that's a charlatan, the real master of this way is a lot, because its own divination is to leak the heavenly opportunity, easy to commit widowhood and loneliness, so the fortune teller is either blind and lame or is sores on the soles of the feet and pus on the head, this is not to say that all the disabled people come to do this business, but the fortune teller is too easy to be damned, and few people in this master will die well.

One of the characters in one of the TV is the best representative of the tragic fate of the divination world, this TV series is called Fengyun, there is a character called Mud Monkey because he leaked too much heavenly secrets, causing himself to be covered with poisonous sores all over his body, and he could only use the fire monkey to extract the poison to survive, and he covered his head with a lid all day long and did not dare to see people.

His tragic fate truly portrays the ups and downs of a fortune teller's life.

Walking out of Xiguan Street, Liang Pingping pulled Wang Changsheng to find a food stall and sat down, and the two ordered a few side dishes and asked for two dozen wines, which was quite a feeling of familiarity at first sight.

For two men, there is no friendship that cannot be established by a small drink, and if it doesn't, then it is better to have another drink.

Wang Changsheng and Liang Pingping drank wine and chatted, Wang Changsheng said that he came from a mountain far away, Liang Pingping said that he came from a distant island, one said that I wanted to walk the world, and the other said that I wanted to go through a catastrophe.

"Ding" The two touched their glasses and said at the same time, "Hello, world." ”

In this wine, they talked a lot, but no one inquired about the other party's origin, some things need tacit understanding, you don't ask him and don't say this, you ask him and don't say, that's called embarrassment.

Regarding this wine, Wang Changsheng and Liang Pingping are like nectar after a long drought, they drink it freely, the wine has passed three rounds of dishes and five flavors, their tongues are knotted, and finally they helped each other and walked to the grove not far from here.

That night they slept on a bench in the woods, for neither of them had a place to live, the weather was not bad, and it was not unacceptable to sleep in the open.

Early the next morning, at dawn, Wang Changsheng and Liang Pingping woke up and had breakfast nearby, and then came to the stall on Xiguan Street, and from now on they have been continuing the same rhythm of life for the next few days, as if they have never known each other and become a pair of friends.

But the stable days were interrupted on this day, and after Wang Changsheng didn't take the job for several days, the delivery room finally came with good news and opened.

As soon as the time turned to this afternoon, Wang Changsheng was drowsy, Liang Pingping was also listless, his upper and lower eyelids looked like they were about to fight, and a group of figures walked by from the other end of Xiguan Street.

There are a lot of people in this group, from the appearance and temperament, it is all kinds of uneven, there are all kinds of things, some are wearing a Mao suit and a serious one, some are holding a fan in their hands and looking particularly fairy, and some are pretending to be deep with their beards and not squinting.

But the only characteristic of this group of people is that they all look quite old.

They walked from the other end of Xiguan Street, and in the middle of the crowd was an old man in Tang costume, about sixty or seventy years old, followed by two strong middle-aged men.

A group of people hula passed by Wang Changsheng and Liang Pingping, and suddenly the old man in Tang clothes paused at his feet, he turned his head to look over, and was stunned when he saw the word "Bu" written on the ground, and then whispered two sentences, and then the middle-aged man behind him walked over quickly, and said a word to Wang Changsheng very respectfully.

"This gentleman, are you coming to see a doctor?"

Visiting a doctor is a jargon, and in the Chinese medicine industry, it is called to ask a doctor to come to the door to inquire about the patient, and the same is almost the same in the divination industry.

Wang Changsheng wanted to refuse, but thinking that he had no business to do for a few days, and all his eating and drinking were to loot Liang Pingping, his little face was a little unreliable, so he got up and said, "Yes"

Wang Changsheng said to Liang Pingping that I would go over and take a look, so he joined the team, and the elderly people all looked at him in surprise, and someone snorted from the nose: "The mouth is hairless, and the work is not firm."

"Rush to the doctor when you are sick, understand, understand"

The old man in Tang costume glanced at them lightly, and then said to Wang Changsheng with a smile: "Trouble little brother to go with us, there is a patient at home who can't see any problems, no matter whether you can see it in the end or not, our Xu Mansion will definitely pay for the carriage and horses."

Wang Changsheng said: "Okay, I'll try"

On the road outside Xiguan Street, there was a slip of the seven series, and when the old man in Tang costume arrived in front of the first car, he stretched out his hand and signaled: "Everyone, please get in the car, let's start here"

This pomp is staggering enough, Wang Changsheng took a slight look, the car is a seven-series of water, even the brand is serialized, and a total of eight cars are equipped with drivers.

"Bang Dang" Wang Changsheng sat in one of them, and with him was a little old man with a beard, always habitually pinching the handful of hair on the side of his mouth with his fingers.

"Friend, where did you learn from, begging for a living on Xiguan Street?" Eight Skimmers arched his hand very much, and asked first: "It's very eye-catching here, why haven't I seen you before?"

"It's the first time I've arrived, just go shopping," Wang Changsheng then asked: "What kind of consultation did you come to see at the door, why did you invite so many people?"

He was surprised and said, "Ah, you don't know? Also, you don't know any of the people here?"

Wang Changsheng shook his head and said, "I was invited up inexplicably, mainly because I was short of money."

"Oh......" Ba Xuan Hu nodded in a long voice, and said: "In the other cars, there is an old doctor Dong from Heshantang, a three-generation Chinese medicine practitioner who has a very good set of diseases, and a feng shui master who is good at finding dragon points, and there is also an old Mr. Zou who is a miracle."

From the mouth of this eight beards, Wang Changsheng knew where the causes and consequences of this pomp came from, in general, there was a daughter of a big family in Lingnan, I don't know what went wrong, resulting in a few days of unconscious, first sent to the provincial general hospital for a few days in the ICU did not find out why, and then sent back home, planning to start from the folk earthwork, so I invited a bunch of Chinese medicine, divination, looking at feng shui masters, planning to find out the entry point from all aspects.

Wang Changsheng is clear, this family that calls itself Xu Mansion is also atmospheric enough, and he invited all the relevant people on this Xiguan Street in one go, this hand is definitely enough.