Su Ji secretly wrote down the red sand killing formula, and after chatting for a while, he said goodbye to the fortune teller and continued to wander around the street. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He originally wanted to try to get the old man to say the specific answer to the red sand killing, but after thinking about it, first, he couldn't let the old man suspect his bad intentions, and second, he couldn't let the old man ask him for money under the pretext of something, and he remembered the mantra, so he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to find out this specific date.

Walking into the bookstore, Su Ji came directly to the tool bookshelf, looking for the perpetual calendar, he clearly remembered that among the few books that the husband who used to watch fortune tellers in his hometown carried with him, there was a thick perpetual calendar. With my own memory and understanding, there must be a date conversion display of the Gregorian calendar and the lunar calendar in the perpetual calendar, and since there is a display of the lunar calendar, it will naturally also show the sexagenary branches.

Pulling out the thick perpetual calendar, Su Ji frowned and flipped through it, and the first few pages were written with the conversion knowledge of the Gregorian calendar and the lunar calendar, some proverbs, and the knowledge of the heavenly and terrestrial branches, and then there was a dense perpetual calendar. He flipped through it, but he couldn't find the days when the numbers were matched according to the formula according to the comparison table, and he couldn't find the naming hall after turning it for a long time.

Su Ji closed the book in disappointment, thinking to himself that he was not an expert, and it was difficult to understand the dense numbers, so it was better to buy the book back and go home to study it slowly. When he looked at the lower corner of the back, his head was big, and the double-digit price only made him reluctant to put the book back in its place.

Back at home, Su Hu had already gone out, and Su Ji snorted secretly and said, "Dead cub, Lao Tzu is not in front of you, see how you go crazy." Then he secretly wrote down the secret mantra on a piece of paper and put it in his wallet. Although he didn't have much money in his wallet, in order to save face, he changed the money for some five or even two pieces a piece, and puffed up his wallet.

After putting the note in his wallet, Su Ji was still thinking about the perpetual calendar, and today he didn't set this day for Lin Gang's death, he was restless.

After fidgeting for an afternoon, Su Ji's mind kept thinking about how to find the day in the perpetual calendar. After dinner, he went out again, for he remembered that there was a night market in the square of the park, where there were supper stalls, cloaked street stalls, and stalls selling pirated books, and the prices were quite cheap, and the largest discount could reach a discount.

At night during the Mid-Autumn Festival, there is a cool breeze. This is the season when people are most willing to go out for a walk, chat, and gather. On the streets of the county, although the lights are not very bright, the neon lights on the streets are not very dazzling, which can not stop people from traveling at night.

Most of the citizens still go to the Love Lake Park Cultural Square to listen to local tea operas, play young people's games, watch free movies, and join the collective dance troupe to dance group dances, and some invite three or five confidants to sit by the square lake, enjoy the cool autumn breeze, taste wine and talk.

Su Ji first walked around, every time he went to the park, he must listen to traditional songs such as "Fang Qing's Drama" and "Pumpkin Story", but he didn't have the heart to listen to these today. After two turns, I went directly to the stall and looked for the perpetual calendar.

really let Su Ji estimate that on the row of stalls, there is a bookstall with all kinds of pirated books. Su Ji squatted aside, reached out to get the thick perpetual calendar, and pretended to be serious for a while, then looked up at the stall owner: "Young man, how much is this book?"

The book seller was a seemingly loyal young man, and when he heard Su Ji call him to ask the price, he hurriedly replied: "Uncle, except for the basically thin almanac that our books here, are all ten yuan." ”

Su Ji's eyebrows moved, his eyes blinked, his mouth twitched, he shook his head with a disdainful look, and made a gesture of putting the book back. He has a lot of ideas, and today he thinks that he will not take the initiative to bargain with him, pretending to be too expensive on the surface not to buy, and letting the stall owner take the initiative to ask him the price he accepts, so that he has the initiative himself, and with the initiative, it will be more convenient to bargain.

But it backfired, and the stall owner didn't come over very enthusiastically and asked him how much he could pay for it. In fact, if you think about it, for such a thick book, you have to bargain for ten yuan, and there is no point in paying it back. So the young man didn't pay any attention to him, and still beckoned to the other readers.

Su Ji is not happy now, he thought, hey, you little hairy monkey, you are still playing with me, I eat more salt than you eat, and the bridge you cross is longer than the road you walk, you are far behind.

Su Ji originally had a headache when he saw the thick perpetual calendar in Xinhua Bookstore, his two small eyes were waiting for the big words of sesame seeds, and his scalp was numb. The books on the stall tonight are also the sesame seeds of a book, and under the dim street lamp, the mind is even more swollen.

Looking at this bookstall owner who ignores him, and looking at this book that also does not let him worry, Su Ji has a plan. I saw him holding this book in his left hand, patting it on the palm of his right hand, and said to the bookstall owner: "Young man, you haven't read many books, I guess you can't even read this book, you can't read it completely, and a person who can't even read and can't read all books is still selling books here, isn't it insulting? ”

"Uncle, how do you speak? don't say that I can read these books, but I can't read them, and this has nothing to do with you, right?" The bookstall guy was very unhappy when he heard Su Ji say this, but since ancient times, the young man didn't want to have a quarrel with Su Ji because he said such hurtful words.

"I mean, if you can't read these books, you won't pick the books we need, since you say you can understand them, then I'll test you, I name a date, can you find out from here?" Su Ji took the perpetual calendar and handed it to the guy. It turned out that Su Ji wanted to provoke the bookstand guy to help him find out that he was guilty of the red sand killing, and if the bookstall owner helped him find out, he wouldn't have to spend any money.

Su Ji's little head is really a little smart, but he doesn't think about the right path.

"Young man, I am engaged in feng shui research, I ask you a very simple question, if the answer is yes, not only will I buy all kinds of research books from you, but I will also bring my brothers and brothers, apprentices and grandchildren to you to buy books, what do you think?" Su Ji is really good at fooling around, he plays any role, in the fortune teller, he pretends to be a big official or a big father, and acts as a feng shui gentleman in front of a bookstall guy, he is really a changeable worm.

"Uncle, you study Feng Shui, how many people in this industry have learned? This knowledge is deep, and there are absolutely no large number of people who can have the ability to engage in the industry, and there is no big business, so don't tease me." "The bookstall guy really thought he was Mr. Feng Shui, and to tell the truth, the business in this area could not be as big as he said. But this young man came to the county town from the countryside to make a living, and he also believes in the theory of feng shui, and he also respects Mr. Feng Shui.

"Uncle, frankly speaking, there are not many businesses in your industry, but I am still willing to answer your questions to prove that I am not an uneducated person, uncle, please ask. Seeing that there was no business, the bookstand guy walked up to Su Ji and said.

Su Ji silently recited the mantra again, because he didn't know anything about feng shui, so he had to try to recall what the fortune teller said in the morning, and roughly silently calculated, if you want to choose a day to get married, the wax moon is the most suitable, and the wax moon is the last month in the four seasons, then it is an ugly day.

"Okay, to put it simply, what are the ugly days of the lunar month this year? ”

The bookstall guy took the perpetual calendar, flipped to this year's wax moon, and said: "Uncle, this year's wax moon has reached the first month of the 08th year of the Gregorian calendar, right, I'm turning it over for you, there are two ugly days in the wax moon, one is the seventh day of the lunar month, and the other is the nineteenth day of the lunar month. ”

When Su Ji heard this, he silently remembered it in his heart.