"All the handsome guys and beauties have come here! In addition to fortune telling, you also run other businesses!" the fortune teller shouted loudly.

Li Zimu shook his head, he didn't stop at all when he was carrying things, and walked around the crowd to the hotel, this kind of ninth-rate kung fu can also bluff ordinary people, and if he understands a little, he won't take a second look.

To be honest, Li Zimu doesn't look down on the lower ninth rate, in his eyes, there is no difference between the upper ninth rate and the lower ninth rate, but the way to make a living is different.

In his opinion, the upper ninth-rate imperial hermit Buddha Pavilion Lao, and the middle-ninth-rate doctor who is destined to show talents, and then to the lower ninth-rate master prostitute and tailor play, everyone is the same person raised by their fathers and mothers, but some of the work is not decent, and there is no difference between the others.

Kung fu is also divided into nine streams, the martial arts cheats of cultivating immortals and seeking immortality are divided into the upper nine streams of kung fu, medical fortune telling, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which are the kung fu of the middle nine streams, and the lower nine streams are more messy, and the livelihood of the common people, selling oil, pedicures and shaving their heads, are all considered to be the ninth stream of kung fu.

According to the nine streams of kung fu in the rivers and lakes, they are also divided according to professional skills, divination and fortune telling are the kung fu of the nine streams, and according to the reason, this fortune teller is the nine streams.

But Li Zimu felt that he was using the ninth-rate kung fu, because where he was fortune-telling, it was clearly just a trick, and deception was a ninth-rate kung fu.

The ten cards and the surnames of the nine squares on the ground have been firmly remembered in advance, and they are clearly grasped in which surnames are distributed and where they are located.

The ten cards are marked on the back, and the fortune teller holds them in his hand one by one to show the guests, and when the guests find the card with their surname, they will naturally stop, that is, the ten cards will always be in the hands of the fortune teller.

After the guest found the card, although the fortune teller didn't look at it, but through the mark on the back of the card, he already roughly knew what the guest's surname was, because there were only one or twenty surnames on the card, and the scope had been narrowed down a lot.

Then the fortune teller turned his back to the guest, asked the guest to find the one with his surname on the nine-square grid on the ground, and then blindfolded it, pretending that he didn't know.

When he turned to look at the cell where the guest was covered, he knew very well what the surname was in that cell through prior memory.

The fortune teller only needs to find out the one of the ten cards pointed out by the guest, which has the same surname as the nine palaces on the ground.

This is just the simplest intersection method in mathematics, as long as the people who remember the prison can find out, there is no use of fortune-telling methods at all, as for what to measure the size of the palm, it is just a trick, completely useless, and what rich and noble life, are all nonsense, to please the guests.

This kind of deception is not seen by ordinary people, but they just think it is magical, in fact, they did not ask any questions to the guest, but the guest pointed out his surname through his guidance.

There is no fortune-telling method used in this at all, and it is completely inconsistent with the sign he hangs, and he is simply deceiving the people.

I didn't expect this person's identity to use such deceptive tricks to make a living, which really lost the face of the Taoist industry, and it was a shame to say it.

Li Zimu glanced at the fortune teller, who was not very old, in fact, he should only be a young man, about twenty-three or four, with makeup and a beard on his face to make himself look older, wearing a pair of sunglasses and pretending to be very mysterious, wearing a black robe and robe.

He doesn't have time and doesn't want to debunk other people's tricks, see through it and don't say it, what others use to make a living, it has nothing to do with him, unless he is in a good mood, he will come out to stop it, but he will not demolish others in public, the pickpocket he met in Nanputuo last time was like this.

"What's wrong?" Just as Li Zimu was about to walk back, Pudding stopped and looked at the fortune teller, not knowing what she wanted to do.

"Meow...... Stuff...... I want it!"

Pudding turned his head, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in Li Zimu's ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Huh?" Li Zimu frowned slightly, looking at the fortune teller, in addition to telling fortunes to people, this guy also set up a stall on the ground, selling some messy small things, what yellow paper charms to ward off evil spirits, what bracelets, Buddha statues and Bodhisattva pendants.

"I'll go back and make one for you, I promise it's better than his......" Li Zimu gently rubbed the pudding's little head and said, I didn't expect the little girl to be interested in these things.

"No!" Pudding said, shaking his head and looking at Li Zimu, turning around and pulling Li Zimu to walk towards the fortune teller's stall. Li Zimu shook his head helplessly, so he had to let her go, anyway, that thing was not very expensive, and he could afford it no matter how much money he had, so he would buy her one if he liked the pudding.

"This young lady likes this, at first glance, she is a person who knows the goods, this is a relic, left by the monk, and it can be hung around your neck to keep you safe for a lifetime!"

The fortune teller saw Pudding crouched down and stared straight at the black bead on the stall, and knew she liked it, and looked at the plum tree behind her.

It turned out that she came with her boyfriend, which is easy to do, what her girlfriend likes, her boyfriend naturally wants to buy it for her, no matter how high the price is, this is just a matter of face, no matter how much he asks, as long as it is not too ruthless, it should be able to sell.

"How much?" Li Zimu looked at the little liar and said lightly, what kind of relics is this, the real relics are not like this, this is just a stone with a chaotic color, which has been polished into a round bead.

He can naturally see that he also has real relics, Buddha relics do have this thing, and they also have the effect of exorcism and evil spirits, but that kind of thing is more precious, no one will take it out and sell it, if someone really takes it out, it is definitely tens of thousands of yuan and more than 100,000 yuan a piece, which will appear on this stall.

It's just that the pudding likes it, and he is embarrassed to tear it down, so he has to buy it, although it is fake.

"Not much, two thousand," the fortune teller said with a smile, stretching out a hand and comparing it to two.

Although the couple looks very young, this dress is definitely not an ordinary family, the girl is wearing a Chanel suit, although the boy can't see any brand, but the watch on the wrist looks expensive, it should be a rich family, so he quoted a number of two thousand.

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