Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Tiger and the Wolf
The Taoist priest squinted his eyes and glanced at Qin Chuan, raised his head and drank the wine that Qin Chuan had just poured in the teacup, poured the remaining residual wine at the bottom of the cup on the table, stretched out his finger and dipped some wine on the table and wrote the word Qin Chuan on the table. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Qin is the land of Guanzhong, the land of Sanqin is vast and soft, and the ravines are wide and horizontal, showing the vastness. Qin Naiguo also, in the past, Great Qin swept the six countries, unified Kyushu and all directions, and opened up the foundation of China for all generations. Sichuan is a big river, out of the Qinchuan Guanzhong of the big river, the Yellow River also, the Yellow River from the Tongguan below, although meandering nine curves, still surging torrents, mighty and incomparable, flowing thousands of vast water. The person who uses these two words as his name must be broad-minded, and his fortune is like the water of the great river Peng Bo Bravery, rushing and purifying, unhindered and unhindered, and finally becoming a mighty and surging trend. β
It is clear that the old way analyzes the meaning of words. It was also appropriate, Li Mingfang and Chu Yunfei on the side were nothing, but Qin Chuan was slightly surprised.
What he said was exactly what he had in mind. However, after all, this is a purely literal explanation, and Qin Chuan is somewhat unimpressed. just quietly picked up his teacup, gestured slightly, and raised his head to drink it as if he knew it, and then motioned to Chu Yunfei, who gave him wine, and also gave Ran another wine.
Li Mingfang thought for a while and said with a smile: "Although what the Taoist chief said is reasonable, but after all, this is just a name, you must know that there are many people with the same name and surname in the world, if this is really the case, wouldn't there be many people with the same fortune in their lives?" β
Ran Lao Dao sprinkled slightly: "What the donor said is different, although there are many people with the same name, they can be named and measured fortune and the season, hour, location, direction of the person being measured, and what the person who measured the word at that time, and so on. β
Ran Lao Dao pointed to the table: "Take the things on this table, the tea and wine are complete, both are water, and it is the Sichuan word." β
"Also, this is spring, and spring is the time when everything is full of vitality, which is also in line with the old saying."
Li Mingfang still didn't believe it, and said: "Our owner still has a word for Minghong, I don't know how to interpret it?" β
Without thinking, he blurted out: "Ming Hong is the first murderous knife refined by the Yellow Emperor in ancient times, and the evil spirit is extremely heavy. β
If he knew it, he couldn't help but startle Li Mingfang.
However, Li Mingfang thought about what kind of factory protection team Qin Chuan had to work hard for, as well as the beautiful and majestic uniform and the dozens of heavy long knives, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart, and secretly thought, this Qin Chuan didn't want to kill the official and rebel.
Chu Yunfei on the side was excited to hear it, and he really hoped that what he said would come true.
Qin Chuan was also surprised in his heart, he really didn't expect this to say what he thought.
Qin Chuan thought for a while, and said quietly: "What the Dao Chief said is too magical, and it is all in the future, there is no possibility of confirmation, can the Dao Chief test another word to solve Qin's heart." β
He nodded and said, "Master Qin, please speak." β
Qin Chuan didn't speak, but also glued some wine with his fingers and wrote a word on the table.
When everyone looked at it, it was a cloth word.
He nodded and said casually: "Bunai coins, in the Spring and Autumn Period, Qilu Yan Zhao used cloth coins more, and the fortune of Qin's benefactor in his life was like the vast water of the Yellow River, endless, and the money of the donor's life was somewhat related to this cloth word." β
As soon as he said this, Li Mingfang couldn't help but be even more surprised.
Li Mingfang said in his heart: "I have never seen this Taoist priest, even Qin Chuan must not have seen it, besides, Qin Chuan has opened a dyeing factory, and it has only been less than a month, so how can I be sure that Qin Chuan's wealth will be related to this cloth." β
If Li Mingfang said what he said earlier, he would be suspicious, but as soon as this cloth word was explained, Li Mingfang really had some ability to believe it.
Li Mingfang hurriedly asked: "Then please ask the Taoist chief to calculate again, what did our owner do more than ten years ago?" What about family history? β
The Daoist priest didn't open his mouth almost without thinking like Fang Cai, but stared at Qin Chuan with burning eyes and was silent for a long time.
Before meeting Ran today, Qin Chuan never believed in fortune-telling, he always thought that those were tricks used by the Jianghu Warlock to deceive people after figuring out the other party's thoughts, but Fang Cai's words about him made him extremely shocked, knowing that Fang Cai's words were almost in line with what he wanted to do, the ordinary Jianghu Warlock, no matter how clever and well-behaved, would never say that he, a businessman who opened a dyeing factory, would never say that he was a general in the field.
Could it be that there are really days in the dark?
Is there really a master in this world who can peek into the sky?
Li Mingfang's question hit Qin Chuan's heart, and Qin Chuan couldn't help but feel a little curious in his heart, knowing that if he could still tell his life experience, then it would not be simple.
He stared at Qin Chuan for a long time, and slowly realized that his originally burning gaze began to gradually become confused and ethereal, and then confused, and his ruddy face gradually became a little pale.
After a long time, he took his eyes off Qin Chuan's face with difficulty, took the wine glass and drank it all, and then leaned his back on the back of the chair as if he was very tired.
Although Qin Chuan wanted to know the result of Ran's calculation as soon as possible, he still tried his best to suppress the impulse in his heart, and indifferently filled Ran's cup with pale green bamboo leaf green wine.
Li Mingfang hurriedly asked: "Dao Chief, can you deduce the past of our host?" β
Ran sighed, still staring at Qin Chuan, and said softly in a hoarse voice: "Poor Dao is over seventy years old, and he has been studying the avenue of Yi since he was a child, although he doesn't dare to say that he can peek into the mystery, but he also thinks that he has achieved somethingγγγγγγ β
"It's just that today's poor Dao can't see through the origin of Lord Qin's defence, which is really strange. It is that human numerology has days, and there is an easy context to follow, but the past affairs of Qin Shizhu are poor, but I can't see the slightest, and Qin Shizhu's past life is ethereal and traceless, like slush and claws, and things disappear. β
Knowing that his eyes suddenly sparkled again, he glanced sideways at the group of sullen young people, turned his head to look at Qin Chuan and said: "Master Qin, everything has a heavenly certainty, unless Da Luo Jin Xian can't change it, these young people's fortunes were originally extremely ordinary, Poor Dao happened to see this group of young people on the street, and found that their fortunes seemed to be changing. Unexpectedly, on this upstairs, I found that the fortunes of the two donors beside Qin Shizhu were also the same as these children, and their lives had changed. β
Seeing that Qin Chuan was just silent, he leaned forward slightly with the teacup, lowered his voice and said to Qin Chuan: "Master Qin, the poor road is still in a hurry, you can't stay longer, the poor road is definitely not a warlock who cheats people out of money, the poor road is investigated, the donor will be honored in the future, and then remember the words of the poor road today." β
No matter how surprised Li Mingfang was, and no matter how calm Qin Chuan was as usual, he pointed at the young people at the other table with his hand, and then used his jaw to Chu Yunfei: "These young people in the poor Taoist temple will be tigers and wolves in the future, they are very close to the donor, and the glory of their lives will fall on the donor, and the donor must make good use of it." β
After speaking, he raised his head and drank a full cup of wine, and saw that Qin Chuan also raised his head to drink the wine in the toast with him, nodded with him, and without saying any more, he got up and went downstairs and drifted away.