The matter of the old Li family has finally been settled, but a new problem is coming again, and fortunately, the people from the Taoist family can come in these two days. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Li Ziping has calmed down a lot, after all, it's a blessing or a curse, and he can't avoid it, he has studied life art for many years, and it is sometimes not a good thing to be content with the destiny of heaven.

Early the next morning, Li Ziping set up a stall at the entrance of the village, planning to help people tell fortunes and make a living.

Today's weather is very good, neither cold nor hot, many villagers go out to chop firewood, fish and farm, walk to the entrance of the village, and see Li Ziping looking like an old god.

"Yo~ Ziping, is the old Li family's affairs busy? Have time to tell fortunes in this gang? Villagers passing by quipped.

Li Ziping smiled and said, "It's over, it's not ...... I also have to support my family, so I have no choice but to come out and set up a stall! ”

"Yes! You kid has a lot of skills, I'll wait for me to come back after I finish work, and then I'll look for you. The passer-by smiled and walked away.

In the past few days, the whole village knows about the troubles of the old Li family, and everyone naturally knows that Li Ziping has a great ability, although it was rumored that he had a karma in the past, but now that he has done good things, people are naturally close to him, at least not as far away as before.

This person is sometimes like this, to put it mildly, it is called reality. When people find that some things are not as terrible as they imagined, they naturally prefer to get close to those who may one day be able to help them. Although the family of life art has lived in this village for a long time, their ancestors always give people a sense of mystery and distance, and they generally do not communicate with people. But even so, some villagers with children still walked around the road when they saw Li Zi from afar. You must know that there is such a thing as karma, and adults may not be afraid, but they are worried that children will be implicated.

Li Ziping didn't care, smiled, and simply closed his eyes to recuperate.

After a while, I saw an old man walking slowly towards the entrance of the village, the old man's surname was Mai, and he lived in the south of the village. Lao Mai is seventy-three years old this year, and his birthday is still two months away, but the old man is very healthy on weekdays, and often walks the streets and alleys of the village. Hainan is a place with good seasons and a good environment, and there have been many long-lived old people since ancient times, and these seventy-year-old people can be seen everywhere, and there are still many people in their eighties and nineties.

"Ziping, what are you doing here? What about fortune telling? When Lao Mai saw Li Ziping, he came up and asked.

Li Ziping opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Eat with a mouthful of food, old man, do you take a walk?" ”

"That's right! Why don't you count one for me? Old Mai smiled kindly.

"Good! What are you going to count? Li Ziping said.

This question stumped Lao Mai, thought about it, and said: "I really don't know what I can count, my children and grandchildren are also older, and there is nothing to do at home, and I have no desires when I am old." ”

Li Ziping pulled a chair for Lao Mai to sit down, and said, "It's okay, you think about it slowly, I really can't think of it, it's okay to sit and chat with me." ”

When Lao Mai heard this, he shook his head and waved his hand again and again, and said: "This can't be done, it's all here, how can I disturb you to do business, or I'll come to ask for good luck, you calculate for me how long I can live?" ”

When Li Ziping heard this, he was happy, this old man was just in his early seventies, and he was very healthy, even if he didn't count, he knew that if there was no accident, it would not be a problem to live eighty or ninety. Although he thought like this in his heart, he said: "Okay, it's up to you, I'll calculate it for you." ”

After Li Ziping finished speaking, he took a pen and paper and asked Lao Mai to write down the eight characters of his birthday.

Lao Mai was a teacher in the village when he was young, literate and able to write beautifully. I saw him take the brush, dipped it in ink, the pen fell on the paper, the clouds and water flowed like a dragon swimming across the border, and at the end of the pen was closed, and it stopped abruptly like a whistling mountain and river. This very artistic calligraphy made Li Ziping breathtaking.

After writing, Lao Mai put down the pen, picked up the paper, shook it, blew twice, so that the ink dried faster, and then handed it to Li Ziping and said, "Come, you give me a hexagram." ”

"Okay!" Li Ziping took the paper with a smile, put it on the table, looked at the eight characters of birth on the paper, pinched his fingers, and calculated, and suddenly saw the smile on his face stiffen, and the whole person was stunned.

"What's wrong? Ziping. After waiting for a while, Lao Mai saw that Li Ziping didn't move, so he asked.

Li Zi calmed down, looked at Lao Mai, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and instantly regained his composure, squeezed out a smile on his face, and said, "Old man, you have a long life!" ”

"Really?" When Lao Mai heard this, he was even more happy, and said: "If others say this, I don't believe it, but if it comes out of your mouth, I believe it." As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a dime, put it on the table, and said, "This is hexagram gold, you take it, and I'll go shopping elsewhere." ”

"Okay, okay." Li Ziping hurriedly responded: "Old man, you go slowly." ”

"Okay, okay!"

Li Ziping looked at Lao Mai until his figure faded away and disappeared at the end of the road, and then he let out a long breath. His eyes glanced at the dime that Lao Mai put on the table, and sure enough, it was still a dime just now, but now he looked at it, and it was Zhang Ming.

"Another one died." Li Ziping shook his head and muttered to himself.

It turned out that Li Ziping looked at Lao Mai's birthday just now and counted his fingers, and came up with an amazing result, that is, Lao Mai was no longer alive half an hour ago. In other words, the person sitting in front of him now is actually the ghost of Lao Mai.

As we said earlier, people don't know that they're dead for a period of time after they die. Probably Lao Mai didn't notice it, and went out for a walk as usual, and saw Li Ziping also come up to say hello. Li Ziping thought that what he saw was a living person, after all, he didn't think so much about it in broad daylight, but he never expected that the Lao Mai he saw was already a dead person, and what he saw turned out to be his soul, and he chatted nonsense for a long time.

Everything in the world has its own mysteries, many of which are unknown to people and cannot be explained. I have heard a story before, but it is somewhat similar to this one, that there was a man who went down to work in the field, came back from the field in the evening, passed by the hillside, and saw his father sitting there, so he shouted from afar, and his father also answered him and told him to hurry home and eat. This man didn't stay long, hurried home, but when he returned home, he heard his mother wailing and crying, and when he entered the door, it turned out that his father had died of a myocardial infarction, and what he had just seen on the hillside turned out to be his father's ghost.

Li Ziping himself didn't expect that he would come out to set up a stall to tell fortunes, and the first person to patronize his business turned out to be a ghost.