The old street under the overpass is a feature of Sijiu City, and it is also a memory of Sijiu City, and the older generation of Beijing people like to walk and sit here. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After getting off the bus, Qin Feng walked a distance and entered Tianqiao Old Street.

Here, candy blowers, jugglers, souvenir sellers, small pendant sellers, fortune tellers, face readers, if not dressed in modern clothes, there are tall buildings towering in the distance, and the average person who enters here almost thinks that he has returned to ancient times.

The antique buildings and the shouting on the roadside highlight the memories and traditional culture of Sijiu City.

Qin Feng walked slowly, looking at everything around him, in his previous life, when he was in Beijing, he liked to come here very much, this time, he came to Tianqiao Old Street, which evoked his own memories.

Walking forward, there was a row of stone benches at the other end, and on the opposite side of the stone bench was a group of charlatans who set up a stall to tell fortunes.

Qin Feng knew that most of them belonged to the kind of charlatans, but there were also some real feng shui warlocks.

I want to get some money, Qin Feng knows that he can't go to work-study like other students, and it is impossible to hang up and set up a stall like these Jianghu warlocks, after all, his age is here, no one will believe in himself, even if he puts aside this age problem, Qin Feng will not go to set up a stall, a real feng shui warlock, every time he can be a man, he will accumulate cause and effect, for this kind of small money, it is not cost-effective to be contaminated with cause and effect.

Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and the feng shui world is actually a big river and lake, and the rivers and lakes have their own rules.

As a feng shui monk, if you want to get money, it is very simple, although it is said that you have now entered a new society, but this set on the rivers and lakes has not been circulated, and it is still preserved on some people in the rivers and lakes.

And what Qin Feng has to do is to find a real feng shui monk, the old Jianghu, and borrow money from the other party, which is what Jianghu said in the words of "the pole leader." ”

Sit down on the stone bench, there are more than ten stalls under the tree opposite, basically the fortune tellers in Tianqiao Old Street are in this piece.

Qin Feng took a look, on the stall owners of more than ten stalls, he didn't find a single feng shui monk, all of them were charlatans, Qin Feng was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, it was the same, ordinary feng shui monks would not easily go out to set up stalls for others, first, feng shui monks are more or less a little bit of real ability, and they will not worry about having no business, second, setting up stalls can only make small money, not big money.

Of course, there is another situation, to the destined people, to give people the words of Feng Shui, in fact, even if the cause and effect, some people are lucky, the blessings are profound, the feng shui monks themselves are against the sky, the cause and effect of some atmospheric luck people, involving them, using the other party's luck to protect themselves, is also a means and method of feng shui monks, which is why in many historical allusions, some masters will give some ordinary fortune tellers for no reason.

Qin Feng didn't wait long, there were a lot of people coming and going, Qin Feng, who had the divine sense of asking Qi Great Perfection, wanted to see if a person was a feng shui monk, it was actually very simple, he only needed a little induction, and he could see it.

Tianqiao Old Street is the memory of Sijiu City, basically the feng shui magicians in Beijing like to come here, this point, I knew it in my previous life.

After sitting for less than ten minutes, an old Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a cloth and carrying a yellow cloth bag, appeared in Qin Feng's sight.

"Ten fingers count life and death, and feng shui points are rich. "Ten brush characters are written on the cloth, and the font is vigorous and powerful, and it comes out through the back, giving people a sense of majesty.

"Interesting, the great monk of the Qi Concentration Realm actually came out to set up a stall to tell fortunes. Qin Feng looked at the old Taoist priest and muttered.

Without too much hesitation, Qin Feng stood up, glanced at the cloth, and then took a step and walked directly towards the other party.

"To be the ruler of the golden point, the kid is coming to your place today, and he wants to show the head of the pole, so please make it convenient to do the golden point. Qin Feng walked up to the old Taoist priest and arched his hand and spoke.

This is talking about the Spring Festival, that is, the black language of the rivers and lakes.

The Spring Festival is a special language signal, a special means for people in the rivers and lakes to connect with each other.

Also known as hidden language, jargon, city language, dialect, incision, spring point, black language, etc., it is a folk inheritance since ancient times of some hidden words characterized by the hidden meaning of words, and the metaphor of referring to things.

In the three-religion and nine-stream society, etiquette, the binding and placement of luggage and baggage, the decoration of tea sets and tableware, and the personal walking, stopping, sitting, and standing postures complement each other, all expressing certain wishes and intentions of both the host and the guest.

Including in modern society, many rules are still followed, such as when toasting with elder leaders, the mouth of one's own wine glass should be lower than that of the other party to show respect, which is one of the small customs.

Qin Feng said that the meaning of this black sentence is, "Taoist diviner of fortune tellers, the kid came to your territory for the first time, and he wanted to borrow some money, and he asked the fortune teller to help." ”

"Jianghu monk?" When the old Taoist priest heard Qin Feng's words, he glanced up, and did not answer in black words, but looked at Qin Feng suspiciously.

"Yes. I don't know if it's inconvenient for the long side of the road. Qin Feng opened his mouth to answer, using the black language of the rivers and lakes is just to show his identity, and those who can speak black are basically inherited by the family, not the kind of wild way to become a monk halfway.

"How much does the young man need?" The old Taoist priest did not ignore Qin Feng's youth, but instead glanced at Qin Feng, his brows furrowed even more.

"Ten thousand. There will be a reward in the future. Qin Feng opened his mouth and said, 10,000 yuan in ninety-five years is not a small amount, even for this old Taoist, it is a huge amount.

Anyone who has a little memory of that era knows that in the nineties, 10,000 households were equivalent to the current local tyrants.

"Ten thousand?" the old Taoist priest frowned, looked at Qin Feng, and squinted his eyes.

"Poof!" Qin Feng didn't reply, but in just three seconds, the old Taoist priest spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"There are some people who can't be arbitrary. "Regarding the situation of the old Taoist, Qin Feng didn't feel any surprises, not to mention his rebirth, he was already beyond the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and only asked the divine consciousness of the Great Perfection Realm in his body, and a Qi Concentration Cultivator came to be worthy of himself, and he would not suffer backlash, so it would be called a ghost.

"Little brother, I offended. The old Taoist priest wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, paused, and continued.

"There is no problem with 10,000, little brother, let's go and withdraw the money. ”

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