"Since you have an eye disease, how do you know that the person in front of you is not a woman?" I don't know if Di Renjie deliberately took the school test for this old gentleman, or if he was really curious about how the old gentleman knew.

"Since the son is curious, the old man might as well explain it to you." The old gentleman chuckled, stroked his beard and said softly: "First of all, the women of Bingzhou are spicy, and when they encounter this situation, they generally don't ring the bell, but only scold the old man for not understanding the rules."

Secondly, women like to rub fat and powder, if it is a woman, there will naturally be a strong fragrance of fat powder.

Moreover, the woman in this state city is either considered a marriage or a marriage, how can she find an old man who has been around for 500 years. In the end, the old gentleman's tone was a little self-deprecating.

Di Renjie nodded and said softly, "There is some truth. ”

With Di Renjie's approval, the old gentleman seemed to be very satisfied.

immediately smiled and said: "Since the son doesn't think the old man nags, the old man might as well say a few more words." According to the old man's judgment, the son is a person who has read poetry and books, and he thinks that he has already understood the scriptures. ”

I have to say that this old gentleman has some skills.

If it weren't for Di Renjie and Song Sansi, who had lived together for so many years, maybe he really thought that the old gentleman would be able to pinch it.

In the fortune teller trade, they are not afraid of questions from others. There are two kinds of people they are afraid of, one is the one who doesn't ask anything, doesn't say anything, doesn't agree with anything, and is the one who makes you count.

This kind of person, there is no interaction. Fortune tellers have no way to judge whether what they say is accurate, and it is not easy to determine how to say it.

And the other kind of person they are afraid of is Di Renjie, who only asks half of everything, speaks ambiguously, and does not ask questions according to the ideas they designed.

Originally, the fortune teller's plan was to follow the conversation to find out Di Renjie's identity, so that he could look good at people's dishes.

But unexpectedly, Di Renjie turned the conversation and asked directly: "Old man, may I ask what you know about the gods and ghosts?" ”

"The old man knows that the past life is five hundred years, and it can be counted as the next five hundred years. The theory of ghosts and gods, the old man's way of nature. But I don't know which aspect Childe wants to ask? ”

"I heard that five hundred years ago, Maoshan and Laoshan were one family?"

As soon as these words came out, the fortune teller's face immediately changed.

I saw the old gentleman snort coldly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Since they are peers, why bother to tease the old man!" ”

Di Renjie frowned and explained, "Old man, this time, you misunderstood me. ”

"Let the old man listen to your explanation." As he spoke, the old gentleman tapped the table three times with his fingers.

If you are a layman, you naturally don't understand what he means.

But if someone in the family is a person who has done this business, they will know that the old man's three strokes mean three pennies.

The intention is that if the family members come to ask for a sign and ask for a hexagram, they will give three dollars.

"A text to show the way, a article to ask for directions, a article to work hard." Di Renjie took out the three coins from his arms and gently put them in front of the old man.

In this way, the old gentleman no longer doubts Di Renjie's identity.

Swept his palm on the table, put the three pennies in his palm, and then said, "Good boy, but the old man misunderstood you."

Okay, you say, what do you want to know. ”

When Xiao Su followed Di Renjie, he didn't have much hope.

After all, if the magic stick is useful, then what else does the yamen have to do?

But after listening to the old gentleman's words, Rao didn't want to believe it, and he had to admire it a little, this old gentleman really seemed to have some ability.

After Di Renjie nodded and whispered the word "yes".

The old gentleman sighed and said in a very low voice: "It's not Laoshan, it's not Maoshan." It's not a person all the way, and you don't say anything when you meet. ”

"What do you mean?"

The old gentleman shook his head and said, "That's all I can say, as for the side, I'm afraid the son will have to figure it out by himself." ”

After tossing such a big circle, only in exchange for four nondescript sayings, Di Renjie couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart.

"That old gentleman should know what's going on, do you want to try him for a trial?"

"There are rules in one line, and this time asking him for help has broken his rules. If you take it to the yamen for interrogation, it will be inappropriate. ”

Having said that, in fact, after all, because of Song Sansi's existence, Di Renjie has some love for the house and Wu. For these people who rely on their mouths for food, he always feels that it is better to be as kind as possible, and if he can, he will not be embarrassed.

Since Di Renjie said forget it, Xiao Su couldn't say anything more, and instead asked Di Renjie what to do now.

Di Renjie also didn't have any good ideas, so he could only take one step at a time.

Coincidentally, on the way back to the Yamen, Di Renjie suddenly met a team of monks who came out to make a fortune.

The first person is about forty years old, and the few people behind him are teenagers.

I think it should be the master who took his disciples down the mountain to make a fortune.

Originally, Di Renjie didn't particularly care about them.

may be attracted by the bright bald heads, Di Renjie suddenly thought that the purpose of eliminating demons and defending the Tao is Buddhism.

The Tang Dynasty revived the Buddha, especially the Sanzang Master who traveled 50,000 miles to the west, and since the return of Nalanda Temple, the Tang Dynasty's respect for Buddhism has reached an unprecedented height.

Just thinking about it, the group of monks had already walked in front of Di Renjie.

"Amitabha, the donor is polite." The older monk folded his hands and bowed lightly to Di Renjie.

"The master is polite." Di Renjie returned the salute respectfully, and took out the money bag from his arms.

When the monk saw Di Renjie take out the money bag, he immediately shook his head and said: "The donor has misunderstood, the little monk went down the mountain to ask for a cold meal, no money. Moreover, the little monk did not come to find a benefactor. ”

"Oh? What is the Master looking for me? ”