Chapter 644: Bronze Bridge Lock Suzaku (One Hundred and Four)

After dawn, Lin Danhong took Fan Youwei and Mu Yi to leave Zhang's house as usual and went to the market for breakfast, and then began to set up a stall. To say that the turmoil of this snake demon has passed for several days in a blink of an eye, and the town has slowly restored its original order and law. There are fewer and fewer people who come to patronize Lin Danhong's stall.

Lin Danhong sat in the middle of the two stalls, looking at the bustling crowd, thinking that on the first day, his stall was still crowded, and he almost didn't exhaust Mu Yi and Fan Youwei to death, and on the second day, there were obviously fewer people. And today, it's been all morning, and no one has come to count a hexagram or see a doctor or anything. Only occasionally someone passing by will say hello politely or just smile and leave.

"Hey, you said that you haven't seen anyone in the morning, or we can close the stall!" Fan Youwei couldn't bear the loneliness, so he opened his mouth and proposed to Lin Danhong.

"What are you talking about?" As soon as Fan You said this, Lin Danhong immediately gave him a roll of his eyes.

"I said closing the stall, are you behind your ears, auntie!" Seeing Lin Danhong pretending not to hear, Fan Youwei was angry for a while and said this.

"If you have the ability, you say it again!" At this time, Lin Danhong was completely angry, she stared at Fan Youwei with wide eyes, and said coldly, as if she was going to swallow Fan Youwei alive. Mu Yi on the side knew that this time he was afraid that it would be a war for a while, so he hurriedly raised his hand and covered his ears.

"No, I'm wrong, Miss Lin, aunt!" Seeing that Lin Danhong was really angry, Fan Youwei was not stupid, so he hurriedly admitted his mistake.

"Then do you still want to close the stall?" Lin Danhong asked with squinted eyes.

"Didn't I say aunt, grandma, it's been a morning, you're also sitting, is there a person coming? After setting up for so many days, I think that in this town, all the fortune tellers should be counted, and all the sick should be cured! Why are we sitting here in a daze? How good it is to go back to sleep, isn't it!" Seeing that Lin Danhong refused to close the stall, Fan Youwei tried to reason with her.

"Don't talk nonsense, have you ever seen Mu Yi complain about it? It's all your kid complaining all day long!" Lin Danhong completely regarded Fan Youwei's words as a quibble, and successfully transferred the disaster to Mu Yi, who was going to stay out of the matter. Hearing Lin Danhong mention his name, Mu Yi couldn't help but shake his head and let out a long sigh.

"Mu Yi doesn't say it, it's his instigation, I'll say it for him, you just say it, he's a lot old, and he's just been injured, so you can't bear to let him sit here in the wind and sun?

"Okay, then I'll let Mu Yi go back to rest, you are not allowed to go!" Hearing Fan Youwei say this, Lin Danhong also stood up and walked to Mu Yi's side, put his hand on Mu Yi's other shoulder, and confronted Fan Youwei, Mu Yi who was caught in the middle was extremely embarrassed and helpless, this feeling of innocent lying on the gun, I am afraid that only he can understand it best in the world.

"That, can I excuse you?" Just when Lin Danhong and Fan Youwei were at a stalemate, they suddenly heard someone ask.

"What's the matter!" Lin Danhong and Fan Youwei turned their heads at the same time and asked angrily.

"That, I want to calculate a hexagram, I heard that the hexagram here is very accurate!" The person who spoke was a man about thirty years old, wearing a pair of glasses, looking like a cultural person, and there was a young woman standing next to him, holding a three- or four-year-old child in her hand, it seemed that it should be a family, if Sanqing was here, he would recognize that this family of three was Chen Tianhong's family.

"Calculate!" Hearing that business came to the door, Lin Danhong immediately swept away the gloom on his face, and he didn't bother to take care of Fan Youwei, and greeted this sudden guest warmly.

"Then please ask the Dao Elder to help me slow down my fortune!" Chen Tianhong took a step forward and said softly, Lin Danhong hurriedly stepped aside and pushed Mu Yi to the front.

"Sit down!" Mu Yi finally got rid of the entanglement between Lin Danhong and Mu Yi, full of joy, and after glancing at Chen Tianhong, he said politely.

Chen Tianhong nodded politely, and then sat down on the chair in front of the stall.

After Chen Tianhong sat down, Mu Yi began to carefully observe the other faces, and then looked at his palmistry, and after some observation, Mu Yi shook his head.

"Why did the Dao Leader shake his head?" Seeing Mu Yi shaking his head, Chen Tianhong asked a little anxiously.

"Judging from your face and palms, your fortune is the most prosperous in September this year, and then it starts to go downhill!" Mu Yi thought for a moment and then spoke.

After listening to Mu Yi's words, Chen Tianhong fell into deep thought, thinking that he was really promoted in September, and his work has not been smooth since then, and he even felt that the leader was dissatisfied with him, so he heard someone say that there was a Taoist priest in this town who was accurate in fortune-telling, so he thought about coming to see it when he passed by.

"What about the fortune after that?" Chen Tianhong asked as he came back to his senses.

"I said, September this year is your apex, and it has been going downhill since then!" Mu Yi shook his head and said.

"Keep going downhill!" Hearing this, Chen Tianhong beat a drum in his heart, thinking that if he kept going downhill, he would not return to his original shape sooner or later, and his nearly ten years of hard work would be in vain.

"Is there a way to crack it, Dao Chief!" Thinking of this, Chen Tianhong shook his head and asked earnestly.

"In this way, you write your name and birth date to me, and I'll help you take a look!" Mu Yi said in a deep voice, and then handed Chen Tianhong paper and pen.

Chen Tianhong hurriedly took the pen and paper, wrote down his name and birthday, and then pushed it in front of Mu Yi.

Mu Yi picked up the piece of paper and looked at it carefully, while looking at what was still in his mouth. But he didn't speak for a long time, and Chen Tianhong, who was anxious, was sweating profusely.

"Dao Chief, I don't know what's going on?" After another five minutes, Mu Yi still didn't speak, and Chen Tianhong's wife glanced at her watch and asked impatiently.

"Let me ask you, is there an ancestral grave in the family that is going to break ground recently?" Mu Yi finally spoke, and this sentence was to the point, which immediately reminded Chen Tianhong of the Sanqing he had just met, and Sanqing's desire to dig the old man's grave to get the family tree.

"Dissatisfied with the Dao Chief, there really is!" Chen Tianhong replied cautiously.

"That's easy to do!" Hearing Chen Tianhong's answer, Mu Yi said with a smile.

"I don't know what it means, should this ancestral grave be dug or not?" Chen Tianhong looked at Mu Yi in confusion and asked.

"Dig up this ancestral grave and release the bad luck hidden inside, and your fortune will change!" Mu Yi replied.

"Is what Dao Elder said true?" Chen Tianhong looked at Mu Yi with wide eyes.

"Can I joke about this kind of thing?" Mu Yi asked rhetorically.

"Thank you, I'll do it! After the matter is done, if it is really as the Taoist said, I will thank you again!" Chen Tianhong stood up suddenly, took out two brand-new 100 yuan bills and put them on the table, and after saying this, he pulled his wife and turned around and hurriedly left.

"This young man, why is he so anxious!" Mu Yi looked at Chen Tianhong's back and said faintly, and when he looked down at the banknotes on the table, he had already been included in Lin Danhong's pocket.

"Rainbow, where are we going!" Chen Tianhong pulled his wife and ran to the place where he parked in a hurry, and his wife asked Chen Tianhong curiously.

"Go find those two people just now!" Chen Tianhong replied in a deep voice.

(End of chapter)