The family came to the Shishan Scenic Area, and along the way, Murong Xue didn't speak, nor did she go to see Murong Hong.

The two of them were always separated by a distance, so close, but they didn't say a word to each other.

There are not many scenery in the Shishan Scenic Area, and before you know it, a family of three has come to an ancient temple.

"Xuanzhen Temple?" Murong Xiong raised his head and read the plaque of this ancient temple.

"Is there a Taoist temple here?" Murong Hong smiled, "I'm a Taoist priest, how can I not go in when I get to the Taoist temple?" ”

He tried his best to put on a relaxed and happy smile, but could he be happy in his heart?

"Okay, let's go in and have a look. Xiaoxue, why are you still frowning, smile. Murong Xiong turned his head and said to his daughter.

Murong Xue also smiled reluctantly, lowered her head, and walked in.

Today is not a holiday, so there are not many people who come to the temple, and most tourists are looking at the statues of Taoist gods and immortals on both sides.

In an inconspicuous corner, behind a table covered with yellow silk cloth, an old man with a white beard who looked like a Taoist priest was closing his eyes and recuperating. On the table, there was a stick, a stretched thread-bound book, and a gossip compass.

It turned out that this old Taoist priest was a fortune teller.

Murong Xiong was about to leave, but his daughter Murong Xue walked to the table and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, is there a fortune teller here?" ”

The white-bearded old Taoist priest was awakened, opened his eyes, and rubbed it, "Oh, this female benefactor, what are you going to be?" ”

Murong Xiong frowned, "Xiaoxue, it's better not to count this kind of thing, it's all superstition." ”

"Why not?" Murong Xue turned her head, "Dad, don't you all believe in those sayings of the punishment of Zimao, aren't you superstitious?" Why, can't I count my life? ”

"This." Murong Xiong was stunned for a moment, and said no more.

Whether this superstitious thing is true or not, he is really not sure. Forget it, let her do it, just treat it as entertainment.

"How much does this fortune teller cost?" Murong Hong also walked over and asked casually.

In the past, he also told people's fortunes, and that was when he was a Taoist priest. However, he can't reveal this now, if this old Taoist priest knows that he is his peer, then fortune telling may not be accurate.

It turns out that the psychological state of the host of this fortune-telling and divination must be peaceful. Murong Hong saw this old Taoist immortal wind and dao bones, and knew that he was a master of the Tao with a certain degree of cultivation, and his fortune-telling skills must not be bad, but if he rashly told him that he was also a Taoist priest, this old man might be nervous, even if it didn't work.

At this time, he was also a little empty in his heart. Once a person is confused about the future, it is easy to believe in ghosts and gods, and of course he is not exempt from vulgarity.

"I don't want money for fortune telling." Lao Dao smiled and said, "If it's accurate, you can just throw a little bit into the merit box over there to make alms, but it's not accurate, just because I didn't say it." ”

As soon as the old Taoist priest said this, Murong Hong was taken aback.

If you don't care about this money, you are definitely a master!

"Then, you can do the math for me first." Murong Snow Road.

"Do you want to count the eight characters or the gossip, or, is it a lottery?" The old Taoist asked.

"Gossip, I don't know that, it seems to be very complicated." Murong Xue shook her head, "The lottery doesn't seem to be accurate, let's count the eight characters." These eight characters are lifelong and cannot be wrong. ”

"Okay." The old Taoist priest nodded, "You can report to me the date and hour of your birth." ”

Murong Xue reported all the eight characters of his birthday, and the old Taoist priest wrote it down with a ballpoint pen on the paper, and added something there.

Murong Xiong also walked over, frowning, watching the old Taoist priest tell his daughter's fortune.

What can this old Taoist priest calculate for his daughter? Is he right?

Murong Hong stood to the side and didn't speak, just crossed his hands in front of his chest, tilted his head, and looked at the old Taoist.

In fact, he himself had already calculated it for his sister Murong Xue once, but he didn't believe in any of these conclusions.

"This life is rich and noble, the parents of the Lord are powerful, there is no shortage of money, and he is a rich and glorious person." The old Taoist priest said solemnly.

Murong Xue smiled and said in her heart: It's really accurate, of course I am the daughter of a rich man.

"It's a pity, this life is too hard, punish father and mother." The old Taoist priest blinked, "Oh, I'm telling you the truth, if you don't believe it, I'll just say it." ”

"Father and mother?" Murong Xue was stunned for a moment, turned her head, and looked at her father Murong Xiong suspiciously.

Am I going to be bad for my father?

"Master, you go on." Murong Xiong was stunned for a moment and said.

This old Taoist priest really seems to have two brushes, Murong Xue is an orphan girl, what is this not a criminal father and mother? I'm not her biological father, what am I afraid of?

"Okay, female benefactor, your destiny is better to be adopted." The old Taoist priest continued.

"Huh?" Murong Xue was stunned.

It's so accurate!

"Of course, you can recognize a godfather." The old Taoist priest continued, "Look at your brothers and sisters, you are brothers who have no support, and your six relatives have no fate. ”

Murong Xue stopped talking.

"So, what about my marriage?" Murong Xue asked.

"This." The old Taoist priest hesitated for a moment and said, "Your marriage is bigamy, and it is destined to have two marriages. ”

"What?" Murong Xue froze, her mouth wide open.

"You Taoist priest, what nonsense? How could my daughter be bigamy? Murong Xiong was annoyed, "It's just nonsense!" ”

"Daddy, let him continue." Murong Hong said quietly.

In fact, he had already calculated this, which made it difficult for him to accept.

My sister will have two marriages, which is not a good thing. Is this true?

"As I said, this fortune telling, faith is spiritual, and if you don't believe it, it is not spiritual." The old Taoist priest didn't get angry, but raised his reading glasses, revealing a pair of slightly cunning eyes, "If the fortune telling is satisfactory, then I might as well change my career." ”

"Just tell the truth." Murong Hong said very calmly.

Last time, he only counted it here, and he didn't continue to count it. Because, this result is not what he is willing to see.

"Okay." The Taoist priest continued, "This life is seven kills into the game, and the female life is seven kills for the partial husband, sitting on the two branches of the moon and the sun, the main marriage is tortuous, and the husband and the star are bigamy. The lord must bigamy to achieve marriage, and first bitter and then sweet, first difficult and then easy, however, the second marriage will be happier and more satisfying, the husband and wife will be powerful, and the husband and wife will be harmonious. ”

"Second marriage?" Murong Xue was stunned, "Then, I, who will I marry?" ”

"I'll take a look." The old Taoist priest looked at it very seriously and nodded, "It's not far or close, it's all a family." ”

"What?" At this moment, the three of Murong's father and daughter were stunned.

Murong Hong didn't calculate this, so he was also shocked.

"What do you mean by that?" Murong Xiong became nervous.

"Oh, look at this life, revealing the hexagram of the Fenghuo family. Family is family, which is a sign of intimacy. The old Taoist priest said, "This female benefactor, you are likely to marry one of your relatives!" ”

"Bastard, what's that?" Murong Xiong was greatly annoyed, "Marrying a relative, it's illegal, do you know?" Your Taoist view should really popularize the law, close relatives can't get married, don't you know this, what age is this, and you still kiss and kiss? ”

Murong Xue smiled secretly.

Kiss on kiss? It's really good, Ah Hong and I are sisters and brothers, isn't this just kissing and kissing? It seems that my fate with him has long been destined for three lives, which is really good.

"Dude, why are you so excited?" The old Taoist priest glanced at Murong Xiong, an old man who always jumped out to make trouble, and said, "I said mine, you listen to you, if you feel that it is wrong, you can leave." ”

"Dao Chief, you leave him alone." Murong Xiong said, "Keep talking, say whatever you want." ”

"It's still this little brother who understands things." The old Taoist lowered his head again, "It's a pity, this marriage doesn't last long, the husband and wife don't come to an end, and the tears flow empty." ”

"Huh?" Murong Xue was stunned.

Could it be that in the end, I am still happy in vain?

The momentum she had just lifted was beaten down again, and her heart was wow and cold.

"Hmph, husband and wife can't get to the end, so what are you looking for?" Murong Xiong said viciously, "The union of close relatives is against ethics, of course, it will not come to an end. In the end, what else is there to do ethically? Oh, what about this Taoist chief, what about this second marriage, and who is the other party? ”

"This is the second marriage." The old Taoist priest looked at it, "Ah, it's kiss and kiss again." ”

"What?" Now, it was Murong Xiong's turn to be surprised, "You, you read it right?" ”

"That's right, these two marriages are exactly the same." The old Taoist priest nodded and said, "Female donor, why do you always marry your relatives?" It's weird. ”

With a "flutter", Murong Xue laughed again.

"It's really nonsense, there are more men in the world, why do you have to find your relatives? Is there something wrong? Murong Xiong shook his head, really speechless.

"Dude, it's not me talking nonsense, it's on the horoscope. This marriage is predestined, but it is not something we can force to do. The old Taoist priest said very seriously.

"So, who are these two guys, what are their last names and what are they called?" Murong Xiong was in a hurry, so he simply called the two future sons-in-law "guys".

"Can I be that accurate?" The old Taoist priest looked incredulous, obviously, he was wondering if the other party had gone crazy.

"Okay, don't forget it, Xiaoxue, let's go!" Murong Xiong pulled up his daughter.

"No, I'm going to do it." Murong Xue stubbornly sat down again, "Old man, then can you figure it out, the second one, the second husband is good to me?" ”

"Okay, of course it's good, you are a match between water and wood, complement each other, and fall in love, you must be a lover who will eventually become a family. The two of you are a natural pair, made a pair from the ground, and they have the same heart and soul with each other, what a pair of good relatives of the gods! It's just that your marriage is destined to be a difficult and dangerous journey, and you have to go through hardships to achieve positive results! ”

"A lover will eventually become a family?" Murong Xue was stunned for a moment and looked at Murong Hong.

Murong Hong stood there motionless and did not speak.

"Alright, Xiaoxue, it's time to go!" This time, Murong Xiong couldn't stand it anymore.

Have a lover eventually become married? Who is a lover, and who is a family with whom? What are you kidding?

But at this moment, Murong Hong spoke.

"Okay, she's done, it's my turn." Murong Hong took out a stack of banknotes from his bag, there were as many as ten of them, and put them heavily on the table, "Please." ”

The old Taoist was stunned for a moment, raised his head, looked at Murong Hong, and suddenly stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" Murong Hong also looked at him.

"Hong'er, hurry up, it's not too early, why don't you leave?" Murong Xiong frowned.

"Dad, my sister is done, it's my turn to forget it. This old man, even if I give you this money with my sister, you continue to calculate it for me. ”

"What are you doing? There's no end to this, huh? "Murong Xiong is really anxious.

"Dad, you just let your brother count." Murong Xue was happy in her heart.

When people are depressed and lost, can they not be happy when they suddenly learn that their future can be bright and their wishes can finally be achieved?

"Humph!" Murong Xiong shook his head helplessly.

"What do you want to count?" The old Taoist asked in a rhetorical manner, "Eight characters, fortune telling, or lottery?" ”

"Eight characters, besides, I don't count anything else, only marriage!" Murong Hong said with a firm gaze, "No matter what the result is, I will accept it!" ”616161616161