Chapter 42: Gratitude

Day 2

Quietly into the night.

Hutaoli Music Bar.

"Hello, how many people may I have?"

Zhan Hongwei smiled and politely ordered food for the guests.

He changed his previous helpless appearance and went to work very devotedly, in addition to a small pencil and sticky notes in his pocket.

After Master Li's guidance, he suddenly came to his senses.

In fact, the real answer lies in his heart, and it is impossible for him to give up writing novels.

This is not only my hobby ideal, but also a way to change my destiny in the real sense.

You can compromise for a momentary difficulty, but you can't surrender to a dissatisfied fate.

I can't be locked in front of my house anymore, typing into the computer day and night, and I have to find a job to make a living.

During working hours, you are not allowed to play with your mobile phone, but that doesn't mean you can't do anything.

Zhan Hongwei deliberately brought pen and paper, just to write down the plot and characters in the gap.

In this way, even if the person in charge sees it, he doesn't know what he's writing at all.

You may think that it was the guest who confessed.

His eyes were filled with a conviction that he had not seen before, and his gaze fell on the customers around him, looking at the layout and makeup of the store, trying to find inspiration for subjects that would be useful to him.

All kinds of guests may be the supporting characters in their own writing.

What they say, how they dress, how they socialize......

Zhan Hongwei entered an extraordinary state, from working in the afternoon to proofing at night, he could write the plot drafts needed for these two days.

Maybe the draft is just a few simple characters, a few words.

But it was enough for him to eat at noon the next day, and in that short three or four hours, he frantically described the plot in detail.

And this kind of life is much more fulfilling than before.

The day after the new book was released, I received a contract text from the editor very smoothly.

"Hello writer, your work has been reviewed and has met the criteria for contracting. ”

"Please wait for the follow-up system notification for the signing process. Please do not change the title of the book or the author during the contract period. ”

The familiar and vaguely expected signing station is short, and the next step is to fill out the contract and mail it.

……

on a ring highway.

A black Audi Q7 slowly emerges from the highway.

"Hey, wife, didn't you say yesterday that you were going to find that Master Yi for fortune telling?" asked Chen Zejia, a group executive manager in a business suit in his forties, curiously.

Song Ningyu said with some concerns: "Master Yi said that my situation may be a feng shui problem at home. ”

"It's also possible that I've recently come across something unclean. ”

"It depends on the situation. ”

Song Ningyu looked at her husband with a slight gritted tooth, and then asked, "Do you want to invite him to come to see Feng Shui?"

Chen Zejia also looked hesitant, and said in a suppressed voice: "It's okay to take a look, I see that you haven't slept well recently, you have nightmares every day, and your face is much worse." ”

"Then make an appointment, make an appointment to come and see!"

Chen Zejia also responded simply: "How much will it cost at that time, tell me." ”

He slowly stopped at the traffic light with the steering wheel.

Song Ningyu was also thinking about this, she looked at a roadside outside the car window, and what caught her eye happened to be the four words Changling West Street.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and said, "Hey, wait, you send me to Changling West Street over here, I heard that there is also a good fortune teller here." ”

Chen Zejia also shook his head with a smile: "You said that you are day by day, where did you get so much news, are you sure?"

"Since it's all nearby, let's go and take a look!" Song Ningyu said with a smile: "They say that fortune-telling and fortune-telling here are very accurate, and the master does not charge money, and when the hexagram is realized, the guests will send red envelopes by themselves." ”

"Yo, there is still this kind of fortune teller?" Chen Zejia also felt a little novel.

Although he didn't particularly believe in this thing in his heart, especially fortune telling or something.

Feng Shui he thinks is more reliable, and of course there are many liars.

In this way, the car slowly stopped at the alley of Changling West Street, next to a Meiyijia convenience store.

"Be careful!"

Song Ningyu opened the door and got out of the car, waving goodbye to her husband.

She looked up and walked into the street.

Walking down this road, it is quite lively, with restaurants, small shops, beauty shops, and bubble tea shops.

About ten minutes.

She was unexpectedly surprised to find the legendary fortune-telling shop-Wentian Pavilion.

Probably today's weather is relatively hot and the solar radiation is strong.

She held up an umbrella and followed the line at the shop, and there were three or four people in front of her who were registering to visit.

But the strange thing is that she found that these people didn't seem to come to tell fortunes, but filled in the information, bought a safe paper crane and went inside.

She curiously asked the little girl in front of her, "Hello, are you here to tell a fortune from Master Li?"

A young girl in her twenties in front of her laughed and said, "Yes?"

Song Ningyu asked again: "But what do I think they all wrote and left?"

"Oh, this!" the little girl explained with a smile, "because there are many people who come to the master to tell fortunes now, and the master cannot receive them all, so he can only choose a few lucky ones." ”

"Anyway, it's just a matter of luck!"

"But the master is very accurate in calculating the bad luck, so far I have almost never heard of a miscalculation, and many people have successfully avoided some disasters!"

"We are mainly here to buy a thousand paper cranes, if the master thinks that you have bad luck or something, he will tell you in advance!"

After some explanation, Song Ningyu understood.

At this time, Li Mowen, who was in the store, was looking at the guests outside with glasses.

Sure enough, a new target customer was suddenly discovered.

[Surname: Song Ningyu; Qi Luck Value: 4; Physical Health Index: 68 (Invisible signs of pre-heart disease, cardiovascular insufficiency, etc....... )】

The corners of Li Mowen's mouth rose slightly, generally speaking, if there are a lot of guests, his selection requirements will be more demanding.

Like the other party, which belongs to the edge, you can point out, or you can directly write a tip to prompt.

It should be that there were more customers a few days ago, and many people have already come to buy a thousand paper cranes.

Has his fame spread too far away, so today's customer base has obviously declined significantly.

So being idle is also idle.

He smiled softly: "This lady surnamed Song, please stay!"

At this moment, Song Ningyu was leaning over to write his name, and before he had time to pay for a safe thousand paper cranes, he raised his head slightly.

At this time, Liu Ziming, the assistant sitting outside, opened his mouth and explained with a smile: "Your luck is good, it seems that the master wants to calculate a hexagram for you to solve your doubts." ”

Song Ningyu breathed a sigh of relief.

She also said just now that she was worried about running in vain, but she didn't expect that she could tell fortunes if she didn't come.

Li Mowen poured a cup of tea for the other party, and then said with a smile: "Please take a seat." ”

"Did you come here today to have any doubts, or did you just want peace?"

Song Ningyu's face was a little bad and said, "Actually, I haven't been feeling very good these days, and I always have nightmares when I sleep!"

She said worriedly, "I've heard that dreams have meanings. ”

"I always dreamed that I was being chased and killed, and sometimes I even jumped off a cliff and woke up in the middle of the night. ”

Li Mowen nodded abruptly and asked, "How long has it lasted?"

Song Ningyu's eyes rose slightly, and after thinking about it, he replied, "It seems that it has been intermittent for half a month." ”

She said with some embarrassment: "And, ah, I've been a little tight-chested for the past two days, and I feel like I can't breathe." ”

"My mother passed away a few days ago, and I did Dharma at that time. ”

Song Ningyu asked with some concern, "Master, do you think I've been stained by something unclean?"

"I've been feeling uneasy these days, and I've accidentally broken the dishes when I washed them. ”

That's why she thought about finding a fortune teller to help see what was going on.

Li Mowen analyzed it a little, and immediately understood what was going on.

He smiled and shook his head, "Although I am a fortune teller, I am different from everyone else. ”

Li Mowen took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Mr. Feng Shui may tell you that the Feng Shui magnetic field at home is suppressed, and things are not going well, and you can't sleep well." ”

"Of course, there is a basis, but it is cumbersome to explain. ”

"But before discussing the theory of gods and ghosts, and the magnetic field of feng shui. ”

"We have to rule out our own causes, such as whether you are unwell. ”

The corners of his mouth pushed the frame of his glasses upward, and then looked at the other party and looked at him seriously: "I see that your complexion is poor and your spirit is not good, it should be that the nightmare at night has affected the quality of sleep." ”

"If you don't sleep well and your spirit is not good, the brain nerves will naturally be duller than usual, and your hands and feet will be inflexible and break the bowl, which is reasonable!"

Song Ningyu gritted her teeth slightly, and she said worriedly: "But I've been having nightmares, what's going on?"

Li Mowen pretended to smile mysteriously and pointed: "I see that your life is tough, and your yang energy is sufficient, it doesn't look like you have been stained with unclean things." ”

"On the contrary, it is fate to suffer and suffer from sickness!"

Song Ningyu was a little taken aback, and asked, "So master, what do you mean, I'm sick?"

"That's right, this is the hexagram symbol I gave you, because you are sick and your life is not going well. Li Mowen replied with a confident smile.

Song Ningyu nodded thoughtfully.

Li Mowen smiled indifferently and said: "Go buy a Ping'an thousand paper cranes, go back and find a doctor to check it, and you will know that what I said is true or false." ”

Song Ningyu stood up very gratefully, took out two hundred yuan from his bag, handed it forward, and said with a smile: "Thank you so much, Master, for your reminder." ”

Li Mowen shook his head and smiled: "Talking about the rules, I won't accept the money." ”

Only then did he explain: "Give words by fate, and reward every other day." ”

"If I really help you, come back and say to me the next day, and it's not too late to thank you then!"

At this point, Song Ningyu suddenly had a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

No wonder they all say that this Master Li is the real master, and that Hong Kong Master Yi is like a fancy clown.

This is the true style of a master!

She looked at the fortune teller in her twenties in front of her, and suddenly became respectful.

Song Ningyu responded very gratefully: "Anyway, thank you so much!"

Then he turned away gratefully.