This has to be put aside, where would Wu Jingya step on this jailer? It would be nice not to teach him a lesson. But now people are under the eaves, not to say that they don't bow their heads. The key is that there is Pan'er's plea and Deng Bibo's kindness here. It stands to reason that other jailers shouldn't give Wu Jingya food like this, so Wu Jingya put away his arrogance on weekdays and folded his hands. Hard work boss, I still have some scattered silver taels on me, don't dislike it, you must take it, Wu Jingya took the money to the jailer.

The jailer was a little embarrassed to see that Wu Jingya understood the rules so well. Hey, uh, take care of you is ordered by Inspector Deng, I need to carry out the words of the sir, you give me money, I don't know what to do!

Haha, you can just take it, this is my own mind, and it has nothing to do with your work.

Oh, then, I'm disrespectful. By the way, what you want to eat for your next meal, I will prepare it for you in advance. As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, this Wu Jingya made money, and the jailer's attitude was not as blunt as just now.

Haha, I don't have high requirements for eating, I can eat a roast chicken and drink some wine a day. In the evening, a bowl of porridge, a little pickled vegetables and white flour steamed buns are enough. I can't digest the kind of steamed buns in our prison, and if there are a few steamed buns that have just come out of the pot, I will be grateful here.

Cheng, this is easy, then I'll go first.

Hey, boss, I'll ask you something.

You said.

Wu Jingya looked at the prisoner living in the private room opposite for a while, that person was dressed in sackcloth, his head was tied with a whick, and his beard looked majestic, feeling like a Taoist priest. This person has been sitting cross-legged and motionless since Wu Jingya came in, which made Wu Jingya very interested.

Oh, this person? You still ignore him, he's a warlock, and the reason why he came in I heard that he calculated the life of the comprador of the French company, and then caused trouble!

Comprador? Is that a foreigner or a Chinese?

Chinese, that comprador is almost fifty years old, the Chinese call the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, he wants to ask this warlock to count a trigram.

What is it?

At the age of fifty, of course, I want to calculate my future and lifespan. This warlock is a very famous mountain guest in Jiading, and the people from the surrounding ten miles and eight towns are called to him for naming, moving, and burial, and I heard that the lesson has worked. When the comprador heard about it, he called for people to beat gongs and drums, and he was greeted by eight sedan chairs. As a result, people will leave without saying a word as soon as they see the comprador.

Why? If you don't even count it, you have to leave, but this person is a liar, and when he saw that the formation was so big, he was ready to flee in a hurry.

The jailer nodded repeatedly, but it wasn't. The comprador asked him why he left. He said that this life still doesn't count, sometimes people know too much and it's not good. The comprador refused to give up, and threatened him that if he didn't count one, two, three, he wouldn't plan to leave.

Hmph, charge people with money. Wu Jingya said disdainfully.

Who's to say it isn't? The Taoist priest calculated a hexagram for the comprador. He said that the comprador is about to live his life, and he can't survive this winter. After death, the family will fall in the middle of the way, and it will soon be fulfilled.

Haha, Wu Jingya smiled, no wonder he refused to say it, who likes to hear this?

Yes, the comprador was very angry when he heard this, and immediately greeted our original Inspector Cao Xin, and he must make this person suffer, so he was detained here, and he was detained indefinitely.

Well, what happened to that comprador later?

Don't say it, this Taoist priest is really spiritual, not long after finishing the hexagram, the body that bought a good body suddenly failed, his eyes were weak, he was tired of walking, he kept coughing at night, and he coughed up blood in one night. There was no way, the family knew that the Taoist priest had been cured, so they hurriedly ran to him, wanting to ask him for a way to escape from the disaster. The Taoist priest didn't say anything. It's strange, the family went for a while, and the comprador's body suddenly recovered, and his body was relaxed. They thought that they should have avoided the disaster, and they were very happy. We have a rule here, every winter to the Spring Festival must eat a bowl of rice balls, which means that the year is over. The comprador specially asked his subordinates to make a bowl of rice balls, and made rice balls early for the New Year, in order to break the curse that he couldn't survive the winter.

The result? The more Wu Jingya listened, the more interesting he felt about this story.

Later, the man finished eating a bowl of rice balls and choked to death.

Rise? Choked? Tell me that this is not a work?

Yes, later, the bank's supervisor came to check the accounts and found that the comprador had hacked a lot of money and done a lot of black things in recent years, and immediately resorted to law to investigate to the end. As a result, everything was in response to the words of this Taoist priest, and the family was ruined. Just like that, a house of bells and food, it was destroyed in an instant.

Wu Jingya looked at the Taoist priest thoughtfully, the Taoist priest was still flat, his legs were crossed, and his eyebrows were quiet and peaceful. Don't talk, don't eat, what a weirdo.

After the jailer left, Wu Jingya hugged his hands and looked at the Taoist priest with interest.

Little brother, if you don't eat, your roast chicken will be a mess. The Taoist priest spoke, but his eyes did not open.

Wu Jingya said with a smile, the master's nose is so smart. It just so happens that the younger generations can't finish eating such a roast chicken, so I'll throw you a little bit, how about you taste it?

The warlock opened his eyes and stretched. No, I'm in Bigu, and I don't eat except for drinking water.

Bigu? Wu Jingya has never heard such a statement? What is Bigu?

The warlock took out a small gourd, took out some small pills from it, and then swallowed it with water. The so-called Bigu is not to eat grains, which is a way of health preservation in our Taoism.

Can it prolong life?

The Taoist priest shook his head, what's the use of prolonging life? To live 50 years is to die, to live 100 years is also to die, and a person will eventually die. Prolonging life is just a matter of making the final thing come later, and its outcome is already a definite number and cannot be changed. Bigu can strengthen the body, regulate people's five internal organs, detoxify, and lose weight. There is no one who eats whole grains without getting sick, and through this method of fasting and recuperating internal rest, all the toxins in the body can be sent out in a period of time, which is a kind of maintenance for the human body, energy, including appetite.

Wu Jingya nodded, sounding very reasonable. By the way, I heard from the jailer that the master is very powerful, and he is very effective in reading hexagrams.

Speaking of this, the Taoist priest glanced at Wu Jingya, and did not look particularly carefully, but just glanced at it casually. After a long time, the master spoke again, hey, there are times in life when you have to have it, and there is no time in life to force it. Although fortune-telling is such a thing as an advance for the future, but then again, the number of fortunes is fixed. Even if you know that you want to change, and then change, history will be like a train, going where it should be, without recourse, and it will not stop.