On the dilapidated stone steps downward, Zhang Wufeng saw a group of brightly dressed and fashionable people, some old and some young, but more women, in their thirties. 【Reading.com】

About 200 meters down, "there was a small platform, where most of the women and a few old people and young people were singing strange and inexplicable songs merrily. Zhang Wufeng always felt a little strange in his heart, because there are only two roads in the front mountain and the back mountain, and the back mountain is the main gate of Chibi, because for the business problems of Chibi, this back mountain is temporarily closed" Yang Xiaolan had already told him this, but Qianshan himself had breakfast not far from the mountain at half past seven in the morning" plus when I went up the mountain, I didn't see anyone come up at all, even if I came up, because of the problem of the mountain, the best way to this stone level is what I walked" How did those people get in? Could it be that at their age, they like to look for hidden cliffs to walk on the stone steps?

Zhang Wufeng suppressed the doubts in his heart, because he had heard the fourth uncle say that on the Yanlong platform in Longwang Mountain, there would often be some Taoist priests or monks going to "Most of those people have some ability, but if the fortune teller appears there, he must be a very accurate gentleman." And Zhang Wufeng didn't come here to tell fortunes, but after all, this Xiaolan was the person he loved in his heart, and seeing that she might be entangled in something dirty, he brought her here by the way, hoping to meet some Taoist monk here.

Zhang Wufeng continued to walk down, "Suddenly I felt something floating over quietly, the speed was very fast, and it immediately arrived at his side."

Zhang Wufeng was taken aback by this moment, and pulled Yang Xiaolan's hand to pull Xiaolan to his back out of protection, and at the same time he quickly turned around. One side leaned against the somewhat dirty hillside.

Xiaolan was also frightened by Zhang Wufeng's movements, and almost fell down without standing firm on the stone steps, but the huge force in Zhang Wufeng's hand made her escape from danger in an instant, her heart was pounding, and she felt very relieved and happy, and said, "His strength is really great." ’’

An old man in his seventies passed by Zhang Wufeng and the others at this moment, the old man was dressed very shabbyly, and he knew that he was an old farmer in the countryside at a glance, but he brought a pair of reading glasses, which made people feel that he had a little more literary spirit in his cheesiness. Zhang Wufeng looked at the old man carefully, and the old man happened to look back at Zhang Wufeng and the two, and his somewhat cloudy eyes suddenly seemed to brighten a little.

The old man didn't look very old, his back was a little hunched, he was carrying a canvas bag on his back, the hair on his head was a little sparse, most of it was silver-white, his beard was mostly black, white and white, his face was a lot of wrinkles, and his eyes were a little clear between the cloudiness" The fast walking speed made Zhang Wufeng a little surprised that the old man's body was a little strong.

Originally, at such an age, Zhang Wufeng didn't have to think about it to guess that he was over seventy years old, but he had a very strange feeling in his heart, this old man was only forty-three years old! Zhang Wufeng was startled by his own thoughts, looked at the old man embarrassedly, and then his attention was attracted by the dancing movements below.

The women, the elderly, and the young were all very happy singing and dancing there, and the song was melodious and melodious, "Dancing like a swan soaring, like a girl picking flowers, like a fairy dancing a sword ......." "Just as Zhang Wufeng was immersed in the beautiful dancing and classical music," the old man suddenly said hoarsely, "It's all some demons from Sky City, and they're nervous there," what's so beautiful! ”

Zhang Wufeng's heart froze, and he suddenly woke up from that wonderful artistic conception, although the old man seemed to scold those women unintentionally, "After all, in this traditional small city, and at the old man's age, seeing those women only wearing thin clothes" and the spring light leaked out in many places on the body, scolding a goblin, bad morals or something, it was naturally very normal. But Zhang Wufeng didn't think so, Zhang Wufeng even felt that it was true that the old man said that it was terrible!

Zhang Wufeng gently pushed Yang Xiaolan, who was still stunned to listen to the singing, and asked softly: "Xiaolan, do you know who that old guy is?" ，’

Xiaolan came back to her senses, and just saw the back of the old man going down the stone level, and then stood on the stone step again with Zhang Wufeng, and whispered: "That old man seems to be the old man who tells fortunes once a month, in fact, I'm not sure, but there are only a few people who come to this Yanlongtai area to tell fortunes, and among these people, this fortune teller once a month, the old man with a bit of an ostrich's back, is naturally the old man who is respected as a god operator." ，’

"Oh, that's right. Hey? Why is the old man gone? Zhang Wufeng asked in surprise. In less than half a minute after Fan Hao Xiaolan spoke, the old man said that the stone level was called Lu Acupoint, and Zhang Wufeng felt a little shocked in his heart again.

Xiaolan looked around, but she really didn't see it, and she wasn't surprised, she just said: "He is a person, I heard from my classmates, he has a very strange temper, generally even if someone else comes to tell fortunes, he mostly collects money first, but he doesn't necessarily give fortune tellers when he collects money, and directly asks others to leave." Sometimes he only said a few words, sometimes he didn't say anything, and those fortune tellers sat with him for a while, but for his name, everyone came to fortune telling with the mentality of breaking wealth and eliminating disasters, so even so, "no one embarrassed him." Sometimes he will also take the initiative to tell fortunes to people, "but the money is still collected, if the person is not willing to give money, he will count half, and the person who has counted half of his life, no matter who it is, will pay to buy the other half" Therefore, he also has a nickname, called "count half", but I don't know if this old man today is him. ’’

Zhang Wufeng didn't sound strange, these were probably what his fourth uncle had also told him, but it was not so detailed, seeing that Yang Xiaolan explained in detail, and then looking at the love that would be revealed in her eyes all the time, Zhang Wufeng changed the soft little hand he was holding to his left hand, and his right hand gently stretched from Xiaolan's back to her waist, and then gently froze there, and the hand was a little warm and soft.

Xiaolan's body trembled slightly, and then she didn't struggle, "just lowered her head, and then when she raised it, suddenly her right hand pointed to the Yanlongtai below and said: "Wufeng, look below, sure enough, it's him, he is setting up a stall below to collect money and tell fortunes."

"Well, he's so fast, he's going down from here in a minute, and he's got everything in place" This old guy really has a little ability! Zhang Wufeng said with some disapproval. Knowing that this old man is a fortune teller, Zhang Wufeng felt a little disgusted, "But because of Xiaolan's body," Zhang Wufeng went to contact a so-called magic stick that he hated the most.

Originally, the name of this god operator, coupled with his ability, fortune telling once a month will be very lively, and every month is a fixed day fortune telling, so there will be a lot of tourists on that day" It's just that this god operator today is not the day when he routinely tells fortunes every month, it is precisely because of this that Yang Xiaolan is a little hesitant whether he is a god operator. But Yang Xiaolan didn't know, "This god operator is here to calculate the last life today, this is an irrepressible impulse in his heart, and it is also the last life he has already calculated."

The god operator is a little sad, after all, because of the fortune-telling thing, "he was born with a death of grandparents, father and mother, along with his wife and son, he was killed, and the only daughter was born to clash with him, so he survived, but the daughter was extremely disliked in her heart, but fortunately, his daughter was also very sensible, and the father and daughter were dependent on each other for their lives.

Up to now, the god operator has been punished by God, so he has saved 150,000 yuan for his daughter, with this money, her daughter will not have to worry about college and life, and when she goes out in the morning, "God Operator also left the bank card and password for saving money on the desk in her daughter's room, and explained that if she didn't come back, she would have gone to another place, so she didn't look for him."

Shen Operator raised his head and looked at the pair of intimate men and women walking towards him, his right hand trembled a little and gently pinched a few times, and his face changed several times.

Zhang Wufeng does not believe in evil in his heart, although he is a little superstitious, but he was born without believing in fate, "fate is in his own hands, this is what he believes, so he stepped forward, Zhang Wufeng was about to take out the money from his trouser pocket and throw it to him, but the old man said hoarsely: "No need, telling your fortune is my birth, no need for money."

As he spoke, he began to fiddle with the copper compass, the banner, and the Taijitu mirror beside him, and the seven very old copper coins, the kind of very old copper coins with a square mouth in the middle.

Zhang Wufeng saw that since the old man came here, the old men, women and young people who sang and danced had all dispersed one by one, and they looked here as they dispersed.

Yang Xiaolan seemed to be a little nervous, and seemed to tremble a little, "I feel that she is a little scared of this old man at this moment." Zhang Wufeng just used his right hand to exert a little more force on her waist. Hugging her closer to herself, this is just secretly telling her with actions that I am "you don't have to be afraid."

Xiaolan looked at Zhang Wufeng with emotion, and her mood slowly calmed down.

"Tell me your birth date and name." The old man's hoarse voice came, although he knew most of everything about the person in front of him, but he still habitually asked the other party to say his birth date, date and hour first. The more accurate it is, the more accurate it can be.

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