"Xiao Rao."

"Dad, what are you going to do?"

"Buy more food tonight, how about dinner...... Serves six. In a small store in a small town in the northeast, an uncle with a fan lay on his freezer and said to his daughter, who was about to go out to buy vegetables, "I have a guest today." ”

"Okay, okay." Wang Nianrao sighed: "My father, if you treat you like this, we won't be able to spend our days." ”

"Don't worry, I've already prepared your dowry."

With his daughter far away, the uncle slowly walked to the door, sighed emptily in the cloudless sky, and said to himself: "Time is also fate......

After speaking, he lit three incense sticks, then began to bathe and change clothes, and then kowtowed three times in front of his father's tablet: "You say I can't escape, I don't believe it." You say that time has a destiny, and I don't believe it. I thought I could be helpless, but I was so small. The most you said to me was that the secret of heaven should not be revealed, but you also told me that in one life, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. But you didn't tell me, what should I do? You said that the monkey was drunk with a cup to relieve a thousand sorrows, but when he woke up, he was worried. I don't know whether to hate you or thank you, is this Heavenly Douxing Luo a blessing or a curse? ”

As he was talking, the tablet snapped down on his back. The uncle was stunned for a moment, then covered his forehead and laughed: "Are you letting me see the opportunity?" My father, I'm not young anymore, and I'm about to know my destiny. ”

After burning incense, bathing, changing clothes and honoring his ancestors, he sat cross-legged on a mat with a small table in front of him, on which was placed a sixty-four square grid chart. On the grid is a tortoise shell engraved with hexagrams, which has obviously been burned. But there was not the slightest damage, but a faint metallic texture, and next to it were scattered nine copper coins, of different ages.

"It's been a long time since I started a hexagram." The uncle took a sip of wine: "Together is this big hexagram, it's really a long life." ”

This uncle seems ordinary, but he is not ordinary. His real name is Wang Xian, the universe is vast, the stars are all proficient, when he was young, people gave him the nickname of the living Bodhisattva. But every time someone praises him like that. He would always laugh and call himself the mud bodhisattva, and the name of the mud bodhisattva spread back and forth.

Although it is said to dispel superstition, people in a radius of hundreds of miles around him will come to him whenever they want to build houses and graves, even public security bureaus, schools and government buildings. And it's strange to say, as long as it is the location he chooses, no one will do anything strange. The school in the county has produced six provincial champions in three years, and the public security bureau will solve every case, and many of them are the kind of blind cats who rely on their lives to solve them, such as the high-IQ serial murderer who even the capital's criminal investigation experts are helpless to be beaten by thugs when he was in this town, and then the case was solved......

And then there is the grave he chose, but he gave the direction to all of them. If the family is in debt, usually three years is the result of a broken family, and the family father is filial piety and everyone praises it, and within a few years, it can be renewed, the poor can have no worries about food and clothing, and the rich can go to the next level.

And the people who came to him to do things. He never took money, only a bottle of wine, a chicken, a pig's head, and a bundle of incense. Of course...... Not everyone dares to look for him. After all, if this really did something hurtful, it would be ruined in three years.

Therefore, this place has always been spread to the smooth mouth of the king of Hades and the Bodhisattva of mud. Even the mayor of the town, the director of the police station, and the director of the public security bureau have to come to worship the Bodhisattva in person during the New Year's holidays, and the local thugs ...... Who's going to ask them if they dare to come to this commissary to eat and drink for nothing.

In fact, the mud bodhisattva's life is not easy, his wife left early, and his small shop has to go to the water and fire at both ends of three days, and even a big truck will shovel down the shed he built at every turn.

But every time this kind of thing happens, the mud bodhisattva always laughs and cleans up silently, never caring about anything. When others asked him, he always jokingly said that this was to collect debts from God, and it should be done......

And as his daughter gets bigger and smarter, he gives people less and less fortune-telling for people in the Yin and Yang House, and even talks very little, except for a few old neighbors, he basically doesn't talk to others anymore, even if some high-ranking officials from the province come to visit him, he just writes a word and hands it to others, saying whether he can understand the fate.

People say that this is what he is afraid of one day this retribution will fall on his daughter, some people say that the mud bodhisattva has reached the limit, and some people say that the mud bodhisattva is about to soar, and the affairs of the world have little to do with it, anyway, there are different opinions.

Of course, the actual situation is only known to the mud bodhisattva himself, after all, this heavenly opportunity cannot be revealed, it is really not a joke, and the prosthetic leg of his left leg is a good proof, so ...... In order to protect his only family, he has long since stopped messing with these things.

But today is a special case, he knew what was going to happen today last night, so he burned incense and bathed and changed clothes to honor his ancestors, this is a ceremony, and this ceremony is done to represent...... He's going back out of the mountains.

"Dad, what's your dress?"

After Xiaorao bought the vegetables, her father wore a strange outfit, dressed in white and wearing a belt...... This is a big jumper

Work.

"It's okay, your mother made this dress for me, I have been reluctant to wear it, so I took it out and wore it today."

Xiao Rao pouted: "You're weird today...... Leave you alone, I'm going to cook. By the way, who are the guests today? ”

"Distinguished guest." The mud bodhisattva looked at the wall clock: "Come on, you go and prepare first." Pig's head, fish, mutton, beef, chicken, duck, goose. Don't forget. ”

"What are you doing with such a god's chatter...... Really. Xiaorao complained: "By the way, do you want to serve wine?" ”

"No, the wine is free, and the guests don't drink."

When the meal was all ready, it was completely dark, and the mud bodhisattva moved the table to the big locust tree outside with the help of Xiao Rao, and then the mud bodhisattva began to sprinkle water and ash around, and then spread a layer of incense ash on the ground, and a few precious incense sticks with a light and elegant taste were lit around it.

"Come, bring out the food, ask for five bowls and six pairs of chopsticks." The mud bodhisattva smiled and said, "There are seven more stools. ”

Xiaorao rolled her eyes: "Dad, what's wrong with you......"

"Leave it alone, just do it."

After all the things he ordered were done, the mud bodhisattva crossed his waist and let out a deep breath, and then turned his head: "It's almost." ”

After speaking, he took a sip of his home-brewed burning knife, wiped his mouth, pointed at God and said, "Come on, how do you toss me again!" If you have the ability, come! ”

Xiaorao walked over and put on a dress for her father: "Why are you still like a child at such an age...... Can be honest no. ”

As he was talking, a man walked over in a hurry, holding a note in his hand: "Please ask, how should this Chengjiatun go?" ”

The mud bodhisattva looked the comer up and down, and then hugged his fist: "Come here at the same time, don't you take a break?" ”

Wang Jian blinked his eyes twice and took out ten yuan: "Okay, do you have Coke here...... Get three bottles. ”

"Let's have something to eat." The mud bodhisattva glanced sideways at the side of the road: "Let the two people outside also come in, there are no restaurants around here." ”

"This ......" Wang Jian glanced at the mud bodhisattva strangely, and scratched his head: "This customs and customs are really strange, are you all so enthusiastic?" ”

The mud bodhisattva nodded, then stretched out his finger and pointed to the food on the table: "Don't worry, it's not a black shop." ”

"Okay, then settle the account after eating, don't be too dark......" Wang Jian went out to bring in Zhang Manting and Old Man Gu.

And the mud bodhisattva looked at Wang Jian's back and nodded happily: "Sure enough...... Sure enough, yes. Thief God, you should toss me now, you bully the soft and fear the hard. ”

After a while, Wang Jian and the three of them sat down at the table, and Xiaorao also walked out with a bowl of noodles and asked her father: "Dad, are the guests you are talking about?" ”

The mud bodhisattva nodded: "Yes." ”

Wang Jian, who was stuffing a mouthful of vegetables, was stunned: "? ”

And Zhang Manting raised her head: "Do you know we're coming?" ”

The mud bodhisattva nodded, and then Wang Jian said, "Your tiger is actually in charge of you, you know? ”

"What?" Wang Jian's heart couldn't help shrinking: "What do you mean?" ”

"The root bones are too heavy, and the evil qi is too strong." The mud bodhisattva sighed: "Heaven doesn't dare to deceive." ”

Wang Jian's mind was confused: "You go on." ”

"You were frail and sick when you were young, and God wanted to take you in when you were not in the weather, but you have a tiger to protect you, and you are safe and sound. Dragons and tigers in the wind, calling for wind and rain, the sky will not leave you. But now it can't do anything about you. ”

After speaking, the mud bodhisattva held his prosthetic leg, and fell to his knees with a puff: "Brother Wang Xian, knock on the master." ”

Wang Jian's brain suddenly buzzed......

"Hurry up...... Wang Jian hurriedly helped the mud bodhisattva up: "Hurry up......"

Xiaorao and Zhang Manting next to them were stupid, and this battle was like a costume martial arts movie, which made them two young dolls who were born in the spring breeze and grew up under the red flag uncomfortable.

"Are you...... Brother? Wang Jian asked in surprise: "Wang Xian...... My name is Wang Jian. ”

"I know." The mud bodhisattva suddenly burst into tears: "I've known for many years. ”

"Ah...... Then why are you ......?"

"I can't." The king showed the sky, and then pointed to the top: "Someone is watching." ”

Wang Jian also followed his hand to the sky: "This is feudal superstition, right......?"

"Maybe." Wang Xian smiled: "At three o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow, seven people will die on the cross street." ”

As soon as the words fell, the sky suddenly became cloudless and thundered, rumbling and rolling, and then a thunderbolt spread across the sky on a sunny day, illuminating the courtyard clearly.

Then a rain cloud floated over for no reason, but it hovered for a while and then dissipated......

"You." The mud bodhisattva shook his head: "This thing that bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard. ”