In the early years, Zhang Yuchu also walked the rivers and lakes as a Xiangshi, one is that it is convenient to walk, no one will doubt that a Xiangshi who walks the rivers and lakes, and the other is the experience of the rivers and lakes.

There are many kinds of Xiangshi, and the successive generations of Heavenly Masters of the Zhang family have the ability to deduce the heavenly machine, and they can also plan into the types of Xiangshi.

There are also feng shui scholars, etc., the most common is that the stall is set up halfway, and it is not that he deliberately deceives people (of course, this situation is not excluded), most of them are not proficient in learning and art, misleading others and themselves.

Commonly known as half a bucket of water.

Of course, when everyone has half a bucket of water, it is understandable to study the world behind closed doors, but it is a little inappropriate to come out and show off the market.

This kind of atmosphere has existed since ancient times, not a day or two, Zhang Yuchu doesn't have so much spare time to take care of these now.

The stack of money that Zhang Yuchu threw in front of the Jianghu warlock who set up the stall was a full 10,000 yuan, and there may be insufficient materials to buy high-quality talisman seals.

But if you want to buy this set of clothes on the charlatan, it is definitely more than enough.

It is understandable, fair, just, and open, and it is definitely an honest transaction, but it is an illegal transaction.

The reason is very simple, because there is no tax, it is like a street stall, one is to affect the appearance of the city, and the other is that there is no legal business license, in other words, there is no tax.

However, in Feng Shui Street, no one will think about this, and all kinds of mysterious things are staged here every day.

Maybe a lucky boy has found a treasure of an artifact and will become the overlord of the party tomorrow. It's not good to say.

This is fate, whether you believe it or not, fate is fate, and it will not be transferred by your will, unless you are strong enough.

Not to mention this kind of 10,000 yuan transaction, which is not inconspicuous at all, divided by two. The warlock who set up the stall took off the outfit he was wearing and handed the stall to Zhang Yuchu. I brought the money, and I don't know where it went.

I don't feel sorry for who he has been doing for many years, 10,000 yuan. He could have done more than a dozen of these outfits.

It's refreshing to leave.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yuchu put on an old Xiangshi robe, held a banner with the appearance of the cloth cloth god written on it, and carried a canvas bag on his shoulder, walking on the streets of Nandu, looking a little weird.

Of course, it's just a little weird, and in recent years, with the rise of performance art and literary retro, all kinds of fancy clothes have appeared in the city.

Not to mention in a historic city like Nandu, a Taoist priest. Monks can be seen almost everywhere, as long as no one reports it, the police are not willing to care about these things.

If others don't come to provoke him Zhang Yuchu, Zhang Yuchu will naturally not provoke others. It's all safe and sound along the way.

It's just that Zhang Yuchu obviously felt that when passers-by approached him, they would always choose to avoid it, subconsciously avoiding it.

Maybe deep down in their hearts, they all feel that the heavens and the earth are easy to count, and they are all deceptive things. It's all superstition, not credible at all.

It's like Zhang Yuchu doesn't accept modern cosmology, although he has come into contact with it, but he treats it as a joke and doesn't take it seriously.

This involves the persistence in everyone's heart, and once it is reversed, it will be a earth-shaking subversion, and even doubt their own existence.

……

"Maybe I should really take another look!"

In Tang Xin's mind, it resurfaced that Qin Yugang's thorny advice a few days ago was clear to her body.

It didn't rain in Nandu yesterday, but it didn't hinder the pain on Tang Xin's shoulder, and the sensitive Tang Xin felt the deterioration of his condition.

But what's the use of going? Even Cao Shen has no choice, he knows too clearly, but he is more likely to despair.

Even the initiator Peng Dao is dead, dead under the heart-destroying palm, and the black palm print in the heart is so piercing. …,

"Maybe if you find the person who killed Peng Dao, you may find a cure."

Tang Xin comforted herself bitterly, but she knew very well in her heart that the case of Peng Dao had been positioned as a headless unsolved case, and finding the murderer was not much more difficult than making it difficult to treat the injury.

After a night of pain, Tang Xin's spirit was extremely bad, and he asked for a leave from the bureau early in the morning, preparing to come to Li Yunlan for a spa treatment to relax.

Tang Xin's heart couldn't relax.

"Girl, do you tell a fortune?"

Parking the car in the parking space in front of the spa, Tang Xin got out of the car and just walked a few steps when he heard a voice full of magic.

"Girl, Yin Tang is black, red lips are purple, it seems that a catastrophe is coming, how about letting Poor Dao count the girl as a hexagram?"

"Have we met somewhere? It's you, the actor who vomited blood on the tower of Zhongshan Gate, why did you play a photo warrior today? ”

A familiar feeling lingered in Tang Xin's heart, perhaps it was Zhang Yuchu's Taoist dress, which was closer to the appearance of Zhongshan City when he was upstairs.

It didn't take much effort for Tang Xin to recognize Zhang Yuchu.

Unsuccessful! Zhang Yuchu was stunned, but his face did not change.

"Five hundred times of looking back in the past life, only to exchange for a shoulder in this life, today's goodbye is fate, I think the girl has some misunderstanding, I am not an actor, but a scholar!"

The so-called fate, of course, is Zhang Yuchu's nonsense, in fact, Zhang Yuchu calculated the time of Tang Xin's appearance and waited for Tang Xin's appearance here.

Otherwise, although Nandu is small, it is not easy to meet by chance, especially Zhang Yuchu who lives in a simple place on weekdays.

"Xiangshi? Liar, do you know who I am? ”

Tang Xin chuckled, looked at Zhang Yuchu meaningfully, and stretched out her hand not to hit the smiling person, otherwise with her usual temper, she would have already used her hands and feet to bombard people.

"Poor Dao will know with a finger."

Zhang Yuchu pretended to pinch his fingers and calculated, for Tang Xin's details, does Zhang Yuchu still need to pinch his fingers? Not at all.

However, Zhang Yuchu still took his fingers seriously and counted it.

"The girl's name is Tang Xin, she is fifty out of twenty this year, and her father is ...... Unmarried, virgin ......"

"Enough!"

Tang Xin blushed and drank Zhang Yuchu, who was pouring jelly beans, and continued to let Zhang Yuchu continue, maybe something will be shaken out!

"What, Miss Tang, isn't it wrong to be poor?"

Zhang Yuchu laughed, compared with before the exile of time and space, there are not many changes in Tang Xin's identity, the only difference is that this time, Tang Xin does not have a fiancé.

The Tang family and the Zhang family have almost no relationship.

"If Miss Tang doesn't want to admit it, Poor Dao can be counted again."

As he spoke, Zhang Yuchu took out five baht copper coins from the canvas bag and pinched them in his hands, in fact, there was no need to count Ben Gen again.

The result of pinching his fingers, although it is the result of the preliminary calculation, is not much different from using the I Ching to calculate the hexagram for Zhang Yuchu.

Zhang Yuchu's plan to continue to calculate carefully, let's leave some secrets for Tang Xin.

"You're really a scholar?"

"It's like a fake!"

"Then do you know that it is illegal to propagate feudal superstition on the street, and I have the right to arrest you and send you to the judicial organs for justice!"

"Ahem, ahem...... This, Miss Tang, feudal superstition, this is not necessarily, the poor road does calculate the girl's affairs, it is no longer superstition, but there is a real thing, how can Miss Tang be said to be feudal superstition, it is not a good habit to avoid medical treatment. ”

Zhang Yuchu was embarrassed, as if he had discovered a very interesting thing, of course, going to the police station was what Zhang Yuchu did not want.

In fact, Tang Xin only planned to intimidate Zhang Yuchu, and she didn't plan to send Zhang Yuchu to the police station at all, she still had to go to the spa. …,

"Miss Tang's illness, isn't it a day or two, Poor Dao knows a little about medical skills, I don't know if the girl can stretch out her hand and let Poor Dao take the pulse."

Zhang Yuchu's words made Tang Xin startled, and he looked at Zhang Yuchu vigilantly, knowing that there were not many people who were seriously injured, and even her parents only knew that she had been injured, but they didn't know that her injuries had never recovered.

"Will you heal?"

Tang Xin was suspicious in his heart, Zhang Yuchu's too immature face really didn't have much credibility at all, and he was engaged in a mysterious profession, Xiangshi!

"I know a little bit about it, I'm just afraid that Miss Tang was tormented by this illness last night, so I came to this spa, don't hide it from the girl, Poor Dao watched the stars last night, and I specially waited for the girl here."

False and real, true and false.

The more true Zhang Yuchu said, the more false it stopped in Tang Xin's ears, and Tang Xin didn't know that the night sky in Nandu last night, Tang Xin was so clear that there was not even a star.

However, Tang Xin didn't know that the night sky covered by dark clouds was also a kind of astrological phenomenon, as long as he knew that the star that belonged to Tang Xin, it didn't matter if he could see it with the naked eye.

Of course, this did not prevent Tang Xin from reaching out in front of Zhang Yuchu.

Taking advantage of the situation, Zhang Yuchu put his hand on Tang Xin's white wrist, and a stream of aura poured into Tang Xin's body along Zhang Yuchu's fingers.

For a moment, Tang Xin wanted to moan comfortably, but this was just a momentary feeling, and when Tang Xin reacted, it became an illusion.

His face turned red inexplicably, and he smacked himself fiercely in his heart.

Dispelling the wounds in Tang Xin's body that broke his heart was nothing more than a gesture for Zhang Yuchu, but Zhang Yuchu did not let go of Tang Xin immediately.

On the contrary, Zhang Yuchu's brows became tighter and tighter, and the force of pinching the meridians on Tang Xin's hand became stronger and stronger, until Tang Xin's face turned pale and he cried out in pain, Zhang Yuchu seemed to react and let go of Tang Xin's hand.

Pinching her sour wrist, Tang Xin's heart was mixed, and Zhang Yuchu's solemn expression made her heart sink to the bottom.

"Weird, weird!"

Zhang Yuchu's brows did not stretch out because he let go of Tang Xin's hand, and there was not even the slightest sign of letting go.

"It seems that you can't heal either, forget it, I've seen a lot of doctors, but they can't heal, it's not that you are not strong, but my injury, it's too difficult to treat!"

Regardless of whether Zhang Yuchu's reaction was pretended or true, it didn't make much difference to Tang Xin, and Tang Xin didn't have much hope in his heart.

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