The old fortune teller under the overpass was dressed in a Taoist robe.

Coupled with the white hair and white beard on that end, there is indeed a smell of fairy wind bones.

There is such a good standard next to him, Ma Zhen got up and walked out of ten meters.

I found a stall, bought a robe and a white flag, wrote two big characters of fortune-telling, and began to officially open for business.

In fact, Ma Zhen is also idle.

If you really want to determine whether Ming Shao will hang, you can wait for three days.

However, there is also curiosity in this, since the bull head has been proposed, Ma Zhen is also happy to pretend to be a fortune teller.

After being open for a while, Ma Zhen looked at it, and suddenly became a little embarrassed.

The old fortune teller's booth next to it is not complete with props.

What wall calendars, I Ching, gossip mirrors, compasses, etc., are available.

And on the banner of this fortune-telling old man, it is called a profession: the old Taoist surname is Zhang Mingyong, and he asks the innocent people by his own name, and his ancestors are from Shandong. can calculate the number of emperors, and know the life and death of people. Hexagram gold 100 yuan, before fortune telling.

Looking at the fortune teller's banner, and then looking at his own banner with only two words of fortune telling, Ma Zhen couldn't hold it even if he was thick-skinned.

This card, the gap is too big, it's really a bit of a slap in the face.

Under the overpass, after waiting for nearly 10 minutes, passers-by also walked a lot.

Gradually, Ma Zhen found that his stall received more attention than the fortune teller.

But this attention is all white eyes and ridicule.

Fortunately, Ma Zhen didn't plan to really tell fortunes at all, he just wanted to verify what Niu Tou said.

Ma Zhen is not stupid, if he really wants to do the fortune telling business, then how can he prepare his outfits.

The three armies have not moved, and the grain and grass go first, this kind of truth, elementary school students know.

Anyway, he waited here for more than ten minutes, if Ma Zhen gave up, it would be a waste of time, and after so many blank eyes and ridicule, he planned to die to the end.

Fifteen minutes later, the old fortune teller opened one after another.

One after another, in less than an hour, the fortune-telling old man had already received three orders of fortune-telling, and received 300 yuan.

"Real person, please save me, I'm afraid I'm hitting a ghost these days, every time I go out, I always feel a yin wind behind me, I don't dare to walk in a place where no one is, and I can't concentrate my work at all, but as long as I get home, the yin wind will disappear......" A haggard young man suddenly ran to the fortune teller's stall.

The nervous and panicked expression made Ma Zhen's heart sink, and then he paid attention.

"Take it easy, I'll do the math first."

The fortune teller didn't ask anything, looked up at the sloppy and frightened young man, and closed his eyes in response.

When Ma Zhen saw the fortune teller's move, he was puzzled, but he couldn't say anything.

Soon.

The fortune teller old man opened his eyes, changed the fairy wind bones just now, and suddenly sharply pointed at the sloppy young man and shouted: "Strange wind, there is indeed a strange wind behind you!" The only way to get rid of this strange wind is to wear a pair of trousers!! ”

What the?

Hearing the fortune teller's words, Ma Zhen trembled in shock.

However, he quickly came back to his senses, and after taking a serious look at the sloppy young man, he knew that what the fortune teller said was not wrong.

What a shit weird wind!

It's about to be winter, and the young man is still wearing a pair of pants, which is not blown cold by the wind, then there are really ghosts.

The young man was drunk by the fortune teller, and he was embarrassed to drop a hundred yuan, and left the bottom of the overpass as if he had fled.

Ma Zhen saw that the fortune teller earned a hundred yuan again in three or two clicks, and he really admired it.

Like this kind of fortune-telling stick, Ma Zhen has really seen a lot.

Even his name seems to have been obtained by his parents from a fortune teller when he was born.

However, the fortune teller next to him is a little different from the fortune tellers that Ma Zhen has seen in the past.

Other fortune tellers, if they encounter the situation of the sloppy young man just now.

They will definitely go to the sky and blow nonsense, and at least multiply the 100 yuan fortune-telling money that was originally ordered......

Just when Ma Zhen sighed, the old fortune teller's booth had another guest.

Looking at the young man in a brand-name suit standing in the fortune teller's stall, Ma Zhen's curiosity was aroused again.

This young man, as soon as he looks at his dress, knows that he is a young and promising middle-level leader or above, and his appearance and figure are also quite excellent.

Ma Zhen looked left and right, up and down, and didn't think why this young man needed fortune telling.

Like the sloppy young man who wanted to tell fortunes before, Ma Zhen didn't feel strange at all.

But this kind of successful person came to tell fortunes under the overpass, and Ma Zhen couldn't understand it at all.

Who are the people who know how to tell fortunes?

Those are people who can't control their own destiny and pray for some comfort from the fortune teller, like those business tycoons who do big business, but people look at feng shui, and find a fortune teller on the flyover to tell their fortunes, the difference is not the same.

"Sir, can you help me calculate my fate during this time?"

The young man asked quite politely, and even lowered his body a little in order to cooperate with the old fortune teller who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Well, the old man will help you calculate, you wait a while!"

The fortune teller opened his eyes this time, and his spirit was completely incomparable to the sloppy young man before the reception.

picked up the gossip that was placed on the ground, and then asked the young man for his name and birthday, and the fortune teller began to fiddle with the gossip, looking like a god.

Ma Zhen, who was sitting on the side, also quickly took out his mobile phone to write it down when he heard the young man describe his name and birthday, and then directly sent Niu Hair over.

The fortune teller's serious appearance also made Ma Zhen calm, otherwise, he might have to wait for a while before he tried to see if the bull head was bragging.

And the bull head seemed to be picking his feet every day, and instantly replied to WeChat in seconds to say yes.

While waiting for Niu Tou to reply to his WeChat, Ma Zhen also focused his attention on the fortune teller.

Half ringing.

The old fortune teller finally opened his eyes.

But this time, he was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Young man, I won't take your money this time for fortune telling, and when I go home, I will explain everything to my family, I am right, you only have three days of longevity at most, believe me, now go and prepare for the testament, maybe it's still too late." ”

Just after the fortune teller finished speaking, Ma Zhen's mobile phone rang twice in a row, and he quickly took out his mobile phone, and Ma Zhen quickly clicked on the three WeChat messages from Niu Hair.

"Brother, that person can't be your relative or friend, right?"

"I've asked, and I've confirmed it again and again, this person you sent is at the end of his life, and he will die today."

it?

What's going on?

Was it really calculated by this fortune teller?

Niu Tou must not be so boring to probe his heart, this matter has been determined by both parties, and there is a chance that it will really become a fact.

However, this young man doesn't seem to be sick or in pain, how can he die well? Isn't this scientific?

The young man standing on the side was originally like a spring breeze, but as soon as he heard the words of the fortune teller, he immediately straightened his face and asked coldly: "Can you count this old man, what nonsense are you talking about!" ”

The fortune teller didn't get angry, and responded in a flat tone: "Believe it or not, you will definitely have a bloody disaster either today or tomorrow, hurry up and prepare for the future!" ”

"What kind of bullshit, you have the disaster of blood and light, I shouldn't be curious to come to this lowly place to tell fortunes!" The young man shouted angrily, turned and left.

However, when the young man walked a few meters, he actually glanced back at the old fortune teller and repeated again: "You have the disaster of blood light." Then he continued to turn and leave.

In fact, I can't blame this young man, being talked about like this, even if he has a good temper, he probably can't sit still.

If this young man had any illness, then he would definitely not be so angry, but this young man is obviously in good health, and he doesn't scold, so it's not normal.

This happened just now, and even Ma Zhen, who had seen and met the bull's head, felt incredible.

When he first heard the fortune teller say that the young man's life was short, Ma Zhen thought that the fortune teller was trying to deceive the young man, let the young man kneel and beg him for a way to live, and then exchange it for a rich fortune-telling money.

This trick, the magic stick is the most commonly used, and it is also the best to use.

When people think they're going to die, they're quite willing to spend money.

Those scum salesmen who sell fake health products can get their hands on the old man again and again, and they use such a tactic.

But after receiving Niu Tou's WeChat, Ma Zhen knew that this old man was different.