In Zhang Tao's eyes, other people are estimated to be the same as the father of his classmate who held a thick book of "Yuan Tiangang's Eight Characters Called Bone Technique", and it is estimated that they are all playing a little trick with a book, and they can't be taken seriously. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info if you take it seriously, you'll be wasted, and I guess I don't have an opinion about what to do.

Zhang Tao remembered that his classmate's father first asked Zhang Tao about his birthday, and then looked for the thick book for a while and told Zhang Tao that his life was only three taels and seven yuan.

Then I looked at the thick book and gave Zhang Tao a poem, Shiyun: This fate can't be done, and the brother is alone. Although the ancestral industry is a little, it is unknown when it comes and goes. A lifetime of wealth comes and goes, and it is rare to be rich.

Zhang Tao remembered that when he heard it in his previous life, his heart was half cold, his life was really worthless, no wonder he was very bad. However, these things actually had no impact on Zhang Tao, what should he do, he never thought that the things left by a very powerful Taoist figure in history would become a big road.

And whether you understand it or not, reading two lines of poetry on it with a book in your hand and then interpreting it can decide a person's fate, this thing is too child's play. If this is okay, then God will be produced in batches, and God will be all over the land.

But there will always be people who believe in these things, especially those who have experienced a lot of setbacks in society and are eager to find psychological comfort, and will always find some explanations for their failures and setbacks, and fortune-telling or something has become their best psychological comfort and excuse.

It's a pity that Zhang Tao's personality has always been very hard, so these things are just a joke for him. Whether it's good or not always has to go by yourself, not a random printed book can decide. If you can't get out, you can only say that your ability is poor and not good enough.

It's just that now he can't hinder his mother's insistence, and he came to the fortune-telling place slowly, and when he saw it, there were still a lot of people coming, and there were a lot of men, women and children in the village. Calculate two dollars at a time, and the fate of the lover is worth such a small amount of money.

At this moment, the guy is telling the fortune of a child, and the comment he gives is that the child has a good life, and he will sleep in the public bed if he doesn't eat public food, and the child's mother is smiling like a chrysanthemum.

Zhang Tao on the side immediately sprayed when he heard this, he had heard too much of this criticism in his previous life, and basically all the children seemed to have received this criticism. This nun's is also very accurate in fortune-telling? There are several explanations for that criticism, which Zhang Tao himself knows, which is equivalent to saying that whatever the child does when he grows up can be fulfilled.

Taking the public rice bowl is eating public food, which is the best explanation, in the eyes of rural people at this time, the public rice bowl is an iron rice bowl. But going to prison is also eating public food and sleeping in public beds, this is the worst explanation, the best and worst are all right, do you say that it is not allowed to fool people with such criticism?

As soon as Zhang Tao heard this, he turned around and wanted to leave, he didn't listen to his mother's call, this is purely playing everyone as a fool, he wants to believe that it is really stupid, and he even needs two yuan, what a pit. Just as he was about to leave, Zhang Tao suddenly saw a familiar person coming, and his heart moved, so he stopped again.

Hehe, there's a special person here, and there's a good show to watch now. The person who came was the blind man from the next village, a legendary figure in Zhang Tao's impression. He was really blind, but in the nearby villages, he never needed help or cane to walk, and he walked like a normal person.

If the road in that place changes, the people around him will say hello to him, and then he can easily pass over, so Zhang Tao has never seen him walk around and fall down when he can remember.

This blind man is a lonely man and has no relatives around him, but he can make the adults around him respect and fear him, even the Wang Zhongqiu family who has been walking sideways is no exception, on the contrary, Wang Zhongqiu's grandmother still respects the blind man very much. And this person has gone through the wind and rain but has not been implicated in anything, and his life is very leisurely, which is also a miracle.

The blind man is also versatile, proficient in blowing, playing and singing, and is good for all children. As soon as he went out and came back, he would bring a lot of delicious snacks over, and when a child went to his house to play, he would give a handful to the children, so the children around him were not afraid of him at all.

Zhang Tao learned erhu from him, that is, when he saw the blind man playing, he listened to it, and then the blind man told him how to pull it. However, because the blind man is often not at home, Zhang Tao did not learn much, only learned a few ancient songs, and as for the others, he did not learn much, and the flute also learned a little.

At this time, the blind man did not have much time to go out, because the transportation was inconvenient. In the days that followed, every time the blind man went out, someone drove him out, and when he came back, he was sent back by car, and he often went out at that time.

Every time I come back, I can bring a lot of snacks to the children around me, and there are some imported snacks or something, which are things that the children in the countryside have never seen.

As for the others, they rarely see it, and they don't know what he has gained. But after Zhang Tao's bridge was washed away in 97, the blind man alone paid 100,000 yuan. He's a legend in the neighborhood for that count, and few can match his good deeds.

Zhang Tao's legend of the blind man has always been between believing and not believing, especially after seeing the faces of some so-called masters, he has always maintained a respectful attitude towards these things. But generally speaking, the richer or higher the position, the more people actually believe in these things the most.

I don't know if those people are stupid Zhang Tao doesn't know, but those people belong to a small number of people, and the fool can sit in that position? So from this point of view, he feels that some things should exist, and the blind man should be a really capable person, otherwise other people's luxury cars are not so easy to sit in.

When the blind man came, he didn't say a word, but first listened to the fortune teller. Then he said hello to the surrounding villagers, waved his hand to disperse the villagers who came to tell the fortune, he had something to say to the fortune teller.

When the surrounding villagers saw that the blind man had spoken, they all took their children back. The prestige of the blind man in the entire brigade is still very high, and there are few people who do not give face, whether they are old or juniors.

Zhang Tao's mother also left, but when she left, she saw that Zhang Tao didn't move, so she was ready to ask Zhang Tao to leave together. Zhang Tao was thinking about watching the excitement, how could he leave. The blind man didn't say anything about Zhang Tao, just let Zhang Tao's mother leave, Zhang Tao's absence didn't seem to be a big deal to the blind man.

"This master is good, I don't know what your old man has to teach." Zhang Tao began to think that the blind man would have a fight with the fortune teller, but he didn't expect that the fortune teller would see that the blind man came over and just said a few words lightly to make all the people who came to him to tell fortunes leave, and he immediately became shorter.

honestly ran to the blind man and hugged his thighs, and there was no wind at all, which made Zhang Tao feel particularly disappointed. In fact, like a fortune teller, this kind of person who wanders the rivers and lakes, observing words and emotions is a necessary skill, as soon as the blind man comes, he knows that he can't stay here, this person's prestige here is too high.

The blind man didn't get angry, just casually asked the origin of the fortune teller, and the rest of the words they said didn't seem to be human words, Zhang Tao couldn't understand what they were talking about even though he was a man in two lives, he only saw that the fortune teller kept nodding, and then honestly packed up his things and left the village.

The blind man beckoned to Zhang Tao on the side after the fortune teller left, Zhang Tao was not afraid of the blind, the blind man could be regarded as one of his masters, so he walked to the blind man's side very honestly. The blind man touched Zhang Tao, and Zhang Tao didn't even have time to resist.

If he hadn't only touched Zhang Tao's shoulders and head, it is estimated that Zhang Tao would have thought that the blind man wanted to molest himself, and he was too deeply poisoned by the public opinion of later generations. Always ready to wait for the old fist, the blind man touched it and smiled: "You have changed a lot!" Pretty good. ”

Zhang Tao couldn't understand what the blind man meant, but he instinctively felt very frightened. Although the blind man couldn't see himself, he just touched himself, but Zhang Tao had a feeling of being completely seen through: he was no longer the original Zhang Tao, and now he was just a soul who had returned from a few decades later.

No one knows this secret until now, he sent wild boar meat to the blind man's house during the Chinese New Year, and he went with a group of children at that time, and the blind man was busy at that time, so he didn't pay attention to Zhang Tao at all. Now that he was suddenly said by a blind man, Zhang Tao felt like he had been exposed.

However, the blind man didn't seem to have the heart to explain, so he just took out a copper coin with a red thread bolt from himself and gave it to Zhang Tao, so that Zhang Tao remembered to carry it with him. Zhang Tao didn't say anything after listening to the blind man's words, and honestly took the copper coin and put it around his neck, anyway, wearing this thing doesn't affect anything.

After doing this, the blind man turned around and left, and when he left, Zhang Tao heard him say something that looked very bold, and he looked very free and easy, and it would be even more emotional if he was paired with an ancient costume or something. "The world is out of my generation, as soon as I enter the rivers and lakes, the emperor is laughing and talking, and he lives up to a drunkenness in life."

If you don't listen to the content, the blind man now looks like a hermit hero, but the content of the poem Zhang Tao almost fell after listening to it, when he was a child who didn't know the origin of the poem? actually copied someone else's, the blind man's demeanor is of course gone in Zhang Tao's eyes at this moment.

"After the reservoir contracted by your family drains the water this year, clean up the silt inside, there will be a fun thing in it, don't break that thing, it will be good for your family and the nearby village." After the blind man walked away, he ran into Zhang Cuihua, who was still waiting for Zhang Tao, and then whispered to Zhang Cuihua.