I met with many old friends and chatted a little. Qiu Yue, An Tian and the others were a little surprised, they didn't expect their young master to know so many people on Temple Street in Hong Kong. These people have a wide range of identities, ranging from old people in their seventies and eighties to young people in seventeen or eighteen; There are the owners of the noodle shop, there are also people who open a sparrow restaurant, and there are two or three old boys on Temple Street, I heard that these two or three old boys are very good at eating on Temple Street, but they call Lin Jinhong "Brother Lin" vigorously, and their respectful demeanor is not like pretending at all. Qiu Yue and the others couldn't believe that with the status of a young master, how could they make friends with these people, and they could talk very well, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for more than ten years.

Lin Jinhong saw an old acquaintance, and when he saw that there was still some time, he went to the Tin Hau Temple. Tin Hau Temple is located at Yung Shuk Tau in Yau Ma Tei, dividing a temple street into two places. Leaning against the south wall of the temple, it is relatively quiet. What is the most here, of course, is to read physiognomy and fortune telling. It's all a look-watching and fortune-telling stall.

"Sir, Miss, let's take a look at the fate of the family, cut off the future, and don't want money!" There are old and young stalls, the old ones are seventy or eighty years old, and the young ones are twenty or thirty years old, but without exception, these stall owners will have a goatee, and they are all very long, as if the beard is directly proportional to the accuracy of fortune-telling, and the beard is not long. Seeing Lin Jinhong and Qiu Yue, brightly dressed and extraordinary, followed by two bodyguards, they immediately greeted each other. Those stall owners who didn't greet squinted, twisted their beards, pinched their fingers, and made an unfathomable look, which was very meaningful. Lin Jinhong refused a few people who asked to help him tell fortunes and look at his faces, Rao is like this, and the warm greetings are still one after another, which is annoying.

Lin Jinhong secretly shook his head and smiled bitterly, since he came here, he didn't seem to be big, so he stopped in front of a stall and said to the stall owner who was constantly pinching his fingers: "What do you think is our relationship?" As he spoke, he pointed to himself and Qiu Yue.

The stall owner also has a long black and bright beard under his chin, but there are not many wrinkles on his face, obviously not very old, hearing Lin Jinhong's words, he slowly opened his eyes, looked up and down Lin Jinhong and Qiuyue who were standing side by side, a trace of ** envy flashed in his eyes, and his Adam's apple moved up and down, secretly saying that there was a pair of golden boys and girls, the woman's appearance was extraordinary, her temperament was elegant, and the man in front of her was very matched. ”

Lin Jinhong was stunned, but he was a little surprised, he thought that this person would casually say a few nonsense, saying that he and Qiuyue were made in heaven, a golden boy and a jade girl or something, but he didn't expect to have a birthday, his curiosity was sharpened, and he casually reported a birthday, and Qiuyue also reported his birthday and smiled at Lin Jinhong, obviously she didn't report her own words, Lin Jinhong secretly boasted of a sensible girl. After listening to this, the stall owner nodded, suddenly pinched his fingers to calculate left and right, and said after a long time: "Mr. and Miss's lives are very peculiar, they are both masters, and Mr. This life is to be blessed and self-restricted, and the pastoral family business is the highest." In his life, he is rich and stable, and all glory is a jack of all trades. Shaking his head and talking about it, his eyes secretly observed Lin Jinhong, and saw that he was stunned by himself, so he was secretly happy. He went on to say: "Women's lives are not light, and charity is respected. King Wen descended from heaven to open the foundation, and he has been rich and noble for 800 years. Mr. and Miss are a match made in heaven, a pair of golden boys and girls, and they will be able to be blessed in the future. ”

Lin Jinhong laughed dumbly after hearing this, and thought that he had really met a half-immortal, but it turned out that he still failed to meet his expectations, he turned around and glanced at Qiu Yue, and laughed separately. Qiu Yue took out a few pieces of money from Kun's bag and put them on the table, Lin Jinhong knew her intentions, I am afraid that a fool said that she was made in heaven with herself, and it is estimated that she will also give that fool a sum of money. He didn't stop Qiu Yue's behavior either.

After a few nonsense words, he got hundreds of yuan at once, and the stall owner suddenly smiled, grabbed the money and said thank you from time to time, and the image of the half-immortal just now was destroyed all at once. The neighboring stall owners all showed a light of hope, and their more enthusiastic greetings exploded again, but Lin Jinhong was no longer interested, and he ignored the greetings of those people, they really regarded themselves as wronged.

didn't take a few steps, Lin Jinhong stopped again, and there was a fortune-telling stall in front of him, but it was not as decorated by other stalls, it was copper money and gossip, and some stall owners would put a few antique books or a few messy talismans that I didn't know what to call it. The name of the stall is also very unfathomable, what a half-immortal, what an iron mouth, and so on. The only thing in front of me was that there was nothing but a tattered table full of patches, not even the name of the stall. There wasn't even a tattered yellow cloth on the tattered table. The stall owner is also very strange, at first glance he looks seventy or eighty years old, as if he is very old, but when he looks closely, his face is full of red light, there are no wrinkles at all, and then he looks like he is nothing, and he can't even see his real age, as if it is a mystery.

Other stall owners are pretending to be mysterious, or desperately soliciting customers, but he squints and sleeps, no matter how bad the stall business is, there will be so many people coming, but he seems to be idle and panicked, and he can't even see a fly, which is not ordinary bleak at all. Lin Jinhong saw the stall owner, as if he was aroused interest again, he turned around, walked to the stall, and suddenly saw a note on the table, which read: Three trigrams a day, only fateful people; If you don't have a chance, you don't want to ask for anything, and you don't receive anything if you have a fate. The writing is very upright, the pen is strong, the force penetrates the back of the paper, not to mention anything else, just these few words can show that the calligraphy cultivation of the person who writes has reached a certain level, Lin Jinhong thinks that he has not yet reached such a realm.

The reason why there is not a single fly here is probably due to this note. Lin Jinhong knocked on the table leisurely, "Sir, fortune telling!" After he finished speaking, the stall owner was still asleep, and there was no reaction, Qiuyue and a few people were slightly angry, and they were about to step forward, but they heard a person next to him: "Sir, don't call, it's useless." At this time, he will be sleeping, only in the afternoon he is awake, and the conditions are very harsh, since he came here, he has not helped anyone to calculate a hexagram, and I don't know if he doesn't know how to tell fortunes, but deliberately set up a table here to steal the teacher. Sir, if I help you calculate, the family heirloom plum blossoms are easy to count, the number of crape myrtle buckets, proficient in the number of big six classes, breaking the future, finding lost property, and calculating marriage. Sure, don't do without money! ”

Lin Jinhong stopped Qiu Yue, An Tian and the others, waved his hand again, signaled the stall owner next to him not to make noise, and then knocked on the table again, and called softly: "Sir, fortune telling!" He secretly felt a little funny after calling it, he didn't believe in these so-called fate, feng shui theory, but now in order to relieve his curiosity, he took the initiative to ask an old man for fortune telling three times and twice, and it is estimated that the glasses will fall to the ground when they are passed out. He remembered that when he was the mayor of Sanxi Town, Wang Weimin, director of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee, flooded Daliao Village once a year for the feng shui of his ancestral tomb. Flooding the ancestral tomb and making steady progress, this matter has not been fundamentally resolved, Wang Weimin is still his municipal party committee propaganda minister, and no one wants to touch him, I heard that this guy is becoming more and more unscrupulous.

"No chance counts!" A quiet sigh sounded, interrupting Lin Jinhong's thoughts, and he raised his eyes to see that although the mysterious stall owner had said something, he hadn't opened his eyes yet.

Lin Jinhong smiled slightly, "What is fate?" ”

Qiu Yue, who was beside him, saw that he was interested, so he glanced at An Tian, who understood, took a few pieces of money from Qiu Yue's hand, came to the adjacent table, and put the money in front of the stall: "I bought your stool!" The stall owner was stunned for a moment when he heard this, saw the money one by one, happily grabbed the money in his hand, and then got up in a panic and handed the stool to An Tian. An Tian was not polite to him, put the stool next to Lin Jinhong, Qiu Yue took out a tissue and carefully wiped it aside, "Young master, sit down and say!" Lin Jinhong nodded, motioned for her to sit down beside him as well, and then looked at the strange stall owner, waiting for his answer.

The stall owner suddenly opened his eyes when he heard this, and there was a faint light flickering between the opening and closing of his eyes, which shocked Lin Jinhong's heart, and secretly said that it was worth the trip. The stall owner looked at Lin Jinhong, and sighed leisurely for a long time, "If you have a fate, you will live and you will not have a chance to go, and the breeze will send white clouds." I want something in life, I want it, I like it; If you can't ask for it, I don't have to worry about it. Do you think so, sir? ”

"The fate is clear, very clear; You can ask for it, but you don't ask for it. What do you think, sir? Lin Jinhong suddenly smiled softly and said.

"Good one: fate can be clear, and there are also unknown; You can pursue it, or you can do it without it. Everything depends on fate, cause and effect! You and I are all destined, today I will give you three trigrams, I hope you will cherish it! After listening to Lin Jinhong's short few words, the stall owner nodded and said. There are many living beings in the world, and it can be said that there must be a fate for something. Regret the fate, but fall behind, sad? Gratifying? ”

Lin Jinhong suddenly felt a burst of excitement, proving that he was destined for him, what if he could judge his future, the future was not determined, everything was in his control. He sighed secretly, reported the birthday eight characters he had just reported, and then glanced at Qiu Yue, and waited for Qiu Yue to also report the eight characters just now, and then said leisurely: "Ask for marriage!" The tone obviously did not have the scolding demeanor of Fang Xuan when discussing fate just now, but was a little lonely.

The stall owner squinted and glanced at Lin Jinhong, "I advise you to cherish the three trigrams in front of you!" The first hexagram is wasted, this pair of eight characters is not wealthy, disasters are coming, or can not build a family, or longevity, fierce, and even separation of flesh and blood, ruined family. This eight-character man is heavily injured and injured, and it is unfavorable to seek officials, so be careful with officials. It rained for half a day, the slander was short, and the lawsuits were involved. Obviously not Mr. Bazi. Although Mr. and Miss do not have husband and wife, they are husband and wife. ”

There is no husband and wife but there is a husband and wife, Qiu Yue heard this, her face was flushed, and she was very grateful to the stall owner, hoping that what he said was true. At the same time, she also had some expectations in her heart, the stall owner was obviously not an ordinary person who cheated money, and he and the young master reported false characters, and he would be clear with a little argument, unlike the messy nonsense of the benevolent brother just now.