Chapter Ninety-Seven: Fortune Telling Booth

Two days after returning to Sancai City, Brother Jiu received another task. Before leaving, Brother Jiu asked me to take Da Niu and Erhu to the fortune-telling booth at the bottom of the overpass to watch.www.biquge.info

I'm sure I don't know how to tell fortunes, I can only roughly see the fortune teller's recent fortune, whether he has been haunted by ghosts. If I ask about him, I'm smart enough to say something ambiguous. This was originally the purpose of setting up a fortune-telling stall, although it is our duty to eliminate demons and defend the Dao, but as a member of the Daomen, we can't wander around every day, and we will clean up wherever there are demons and monsters. Most of the time, it's about a fate word. Yu fell in love, or someone else came to the door to ask for help, so he really ignored it.

On this day, I was dressed as a street fortune teller. What is a street fortune teller dress? It's the black horse coat on TV, wearing a pair of sunglasses and a folding fan in his hand. The business of fortune telling stalls is average, and I don't take the initiative to solicit customers. Most of the time I'm reading books. The vicinity of the bottom of this flyover is very lively, because of the existence of this fortune-telling stall, this generation of hawkers is rarely harassed by industry and commerce.

When Da Niu and Erhu first started, they couldn't sit or stand. Later, I found out that there were a lot of small food stalls in the vicinity, and after that, I ate from the street to the end of the street every day, and occasionally went to the teahouse opposite to listen to the old freshmen's commentary, and my life was very unhappy. Shen Xue came once and found the fun in it, there are a lot of new things in this kind of place every day, so later, she almost came every other day.

At noon, I put down my book. Look at a strong man dressed as a peasant not far away. This strong man has appeared for three days in a row. Every time they were there looking at me, it was like hours. Several times I tried to go up and greet him, but he would walk away. I don't know if it's because I'm young and unreliable, or if there are really fewer people who believe in fortune telling these days. These days, in addition to helping a few old men and old ladies calculate whether there is anything dirty in the house, or why I have always been uncomfortable lately, I am just reading a book, working from 9 to 5.

I looked at the strong man again, and saw that he frowned, as if he had something on his mind. I've given up on the idea of reaching out. Because then I could be taken as a street hustler. As Brother Jiu said: "The fortune-telling stall at the bottom of the overpass is Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait." If you see something inappropriate, you will come up and say, donor, I see that your Yin Tang is black, and I am afraid that there will be a disaster of blood and light, then it is strange not to be regarded as a neuropathy. ”

About ten minutes later, the strong man walked over.

I had the opportunity to look at him carefully, it was not easy to detect in the sun, but when the weather was under, I noticed that his eyebrows were faintly interesting black gas. This is a distinct feature of the entry of yin qi into the body.

I asked, "Donor, what do you care about?" ”

The strong man thought for a while and said, "I'm looking for someone." ”

I asked, "Are you looking for a fortune?" ”

The strong man shook his head and said, "I'm looking for the master who set up a stall here a few years ago, do you know where he is?" ”

I was stunned for a moment and asked, "What does the big thing you are looking for look like?" ”

The strong man thought about it and described it. As soon as I heard it, the strong man should be looking for Brother Jiu. I lit a cigarette, and when I saw the strong man looking at me, I handed him another cigarette. The strong man hesitated, took the cigarette and lit it.

I took out my wallet, and there was a photo of me and Brother Jiu in it and asked, "This donor, do you see if this person you are looking for?" ”

The strong man took the photo and took a closer look, nodded and said, "Yes, this is the master." ”

I smiled and said, "This donor, my master has gone to Yunyou, and he won't come back for a short time." I'm his big apprentice, and I'm here to set up a stall in his place. ”

The strong man smoked a cigarette and looked at the photos a few more times, and he was not so restrained at this time. Then he said: "My name is Qi Dazhu, you can call me Dazhu, everyone in our village calls me that." ”

I nodded and said, "Brother Dazhu, I see you've been hanging around here for a few days. The eyebrows are not extended, and there is a faint trace of black gas between the eyebrows, is there something unclean? ”

Qi Dazhu nodded first, then shook his head and said, "There was an accident in our village, and my father asked me to come to the master." ”

I smoked a cigarette and didn't speak, motioning for Qi Dazhu to continue.

Qi Dazhu continued: "A few years ago, there was a bit of ghost in our village, and it was very fierce. My dad came to the city to find someone to help him. But I found a few and asked for a high price. Our village can't afford that price. My dad had no choice, and then he heard that there was a master here, and he tried his luck while laughing, and he met the master here. The master also confiscated our money and helped us settle the matter. ”

I'm not surprised, Brother Jiu has always been a ruthless man with money, and a person with no money sticking money. He nodded and asked, "Brother Dazhu, I heard you say this, my master had already solved the matter a few years ago, why is there an accident now?" ”

Qi Dazhu shook his head and said, "This time it's not those ghosts. Ever since the master helped us solve the problem, we have been safe and sound. But just last month, Uncle Chen in our village died of old age. Uncle Chen was the only one left in the house, so he lay at home for several days before he was discovered, and the people in the village scraped together some money to handle Uncle Chen's funeral. "A few days later, when someone passed by Uncle Chen's grave, he heard the sound of fingernails scratching the coffin board, and the person was so frightened that my father took a few people to see it, and sure enough, he heard the sound as well. So the village invited a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest asked Uncle Chen to dig up during the day, open the coffin, and found that Uncle Chen's nails were long and black, and they were almost ten days old, and they didn't smell. The Taoist priest asked us to cremate Uncle Chen, otherwise we would become zombies and plague us after a while. ”

I frowned, this was in line with the corpse. But now that the body has been burned, nothing should happen. He asked, "And then?" ”

Qi Dazhu took a sharp puff of his cigarette, swallowed his saliva and said, "After a few days, an old man in the village died of old age. Supposedly, it's normal for this person to die of old age, and everyone doesn't take it seriously. The youngest son of the family is on the ground and wants to rush back. Therefore, I first put the old man in the coffin and waited like this for six days. The old man's youngest son returned, and on the seventh day, it was smiling and drizzling, and when the funeral was out, the coffin bearer heard the sound of fingernails scratching the coffin board from inside the coffin. At that time, everyone was shocked, and the people in their family thought that the old man had come back to life. Quickly opened the coffin, as soon as the coffin was opened, we were shocked, the old man was the same as Uncle Chen, his nails were black and long, and his eyes were black, and he was scratching inside the coffin. My father made a quick decision, and he trapped the old man and burned him at that time. ”

When I heard this, I laughed too. It is said that rural people are superstitious, but sometimes, rural people are really bold. Seeing that Qi Dazhu's cigarette was finished, I gave him another one. Qi Dazhu was not polite, took the cigarette and lit another one, took a deep breath and said, "A few days ago, an old man in the village died. His son is a dutiful son, and he is not allowed to be cremated or buried. I have to wait for his mother to come back to life. My father is the branch secretary, but he can't resist him. Looking for the Taoist priest again, there is no trace of him. My dad had to ask me to come to the master. Since I arrived, it was you who saw the stall. I just waited for a few days, today is the sixth day, I have no choice, and I am afraid that the old woman will cheat the corpse, so I have to look for you. ”

I thought to myself, isn't that village a corpse breeding ground? But the corpse raising ground also refuses to let the corpses that have not yet been buried become corpses. And, even if it could, why was it okay before? There's got to be weird. Thinking of this, I said, "Brother Dazhu, then I'll accompany you to have a look." ”

Qi Dazhu looked at me with some hesitation, as if he was still a little uneasy.

I laughed and said, "I don't take money either." Besides, haven't you seen the photo of me and Master? ”

Qi Dazhu smiled bitterly and said, "Big brother, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that this thing is very strange, do you think you can find a way to find the master?" ”

While packing up my things, I beckoned Da Niu and Erhu to come back. Then he said, "Brother Dazhu, you believe me." Let's have a meal first, and then I'll go back and prepare the props and go back to the village with you. ”

Da Niu had already walked back at this time and asked, "Senior brother, what's wrong?" ”

I said, "Help pack up your things, and let's go out after dinner."