The whole city of Ruzhou is densely covered with ditches, which creates the style of Ruzhou's architecture is a kind of small bridge and flowing water like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, far away from the war and a quiet and rich life, so that Ruzhou City is full of poetic and picturesque beauty.

Di Xinchen's home is located in the west of Ruzhou City, this is a deep house compound, a house with white walls and red tiles, the front door faces the street, the back door is by the river, and it looks quiet and simple against the backdrop of a row of towering trees against the courtyard wall!

A group of seven or eight children, after leaving school, gathered at the edge of the weeping willow planted on the embankment at the back gate of Di Xinchen's house, holding the pastries, honey money, twist flowers, dried fruits and other snacks bought on the street, shouting at each other, driving crazy, swinging, jumping lattice, picking flowers and folding willows, and having fun.

Nine-year-old Di Xinchen looked a little out of place compared to these Di family children of the same age, he was lying alone on the matted back door steps, with a lazy smile on his clean face all the time, just watching them play, neither talking nor joining.

"Brother Xinchen, you come to play with us!" Whenever this time, Di Xinjing would run over and drag Di Xinchen, her bulging snow-white cheeks still had residual syrup from eating twist flowers, and her whole face was like a little cat.

"I'll just take a look. Di Xinchen didn't wait for Di Xinjing's dirty paws to stretch out, so he stood up from the steps, quickly stretched out an index finger and pointed at her not to move, and then called the maid who was waiting on the side, and picked up a handkerchief to help this "woe and trouble" wipe it clean.

Di Xinchen looked at Di Xinjing, who was not noisy or noisy, and wondered if this girl was deliberately dirty to torture him.

"You say that every time!" Di Xinjing, who wiped his hands and face, was unrelenting, and wanted to drag Di Xinchen to accompany her on the swing, "Brother Xinchen, this time you sit with me to push you to swing!"

Di Xinchen won't go this time, let this girl push, if she doesn't faint to death on the swing, she will also drop him to death, don't look at Di Xinjing's long thin arms and thin legs, people have practiced it, she has been restless and active since she was a child, and she has been following the nursing home at home to learn a few hands of fist embroidery legs, maybe it can't deal with adults, but among their group of children of the same age, Di Xinjing's strength is the greatest.

"Look, the fortune teller is coming. Di Xinchen pointed to the south of the embankment, hoping to distract Di Xinjing's attention, and then he was fine.

"Hmph, don't try to lie to me this time. Di Xinjing didn't even look at it, she even dragged Di Xinchen and left, she had been deceived by Di Xinchen's trick more than once, how could she be fooled.

"The fortune teller is here, the fortune teller is really here!"

As soon as Di Xinjing's words fell, several children of the Di family who were playing by the willow forest cheered. Di Xinjing and Di Xinchen subconsciously looked at the south of the embankment...

The gentle spring breeze picked up thousands of wicker sticks and swayed, and on the path by the embankment where the catkins fell on the ground, a thin figure gradually approached, he wore a dirty cloth hat on his head, perhaps because of the wind and rain outside for many years, his slightly dark cheeks were full of traces of vicissitudes, so that people could not see through his real age; he wore a black blindfold on his right eye socket, dressed in a gray-white robe, carrying a cloth bag and holding a cloth banner with white characters on a blue background, with four big characters on it: "auspicious, evil, and blessing".

"What a hell of a life!" Di Xinchen said to himself with confused eyes, he could see clearly just now, there was not even a ghost shadow in the south, how could this fortune teller appear in the blink of an eye?

"It's strange, how did this fortune teller come so early today?" Di Xinjing let go of Di Xinchen's hand with some interest, between listening to the demon story and swinging, she obviously chose the former, because this fortune telling story is really good, and it is fascinating to give them an immersive sense of reality.

No one knows his real name as a one-eyed blind fortune teller, because he is not a native of Ruzhou, and most of the fortune tellers rely on a mouth to fool people, make a few dollars in one place and leave, after all, no one can predict the past and present lives, and if you stay in one place for a long time, it is difficult not to guarantee that you will be approached to settle accounts because you have calculated for others. It's because they rarely stay in the same place for half a year.

But this one-eyed blind man stayed in Ruzhou for four years, not that he expected things like a god and could make people turn evil into good fortune, but four years ago when he happened to walk here and sit on the embankment opposite the back door of Di's house to rest, he met Di Xinchen who was sitting on the steps of the back door looking at the woods in a daze, and he was in a mood for a while, so he stepped forward to tell him a little story, in exchange for Di Xinchen's reward of five taels of silver.

Five taels of silver is not a small amount for a fortune teller who travels south and north, that is, in Ruzhou City, where gold and silver flow, five taels of silver is enough for him, a fortune teller, to find a not too shabby inn and deal with it for a month.

So, after the one-eyed blind man found that telling ghost stories to this young master was more expensive and risk-free than fortune-telling, he walked around the streets and alleys of Ruzhou City during the day, and whenever Di Xinchen came back from school in Zhiyan Hall, he would appear at the door of the backyard of Di's house on time, no matter whether it was windy or rainy, or Di Xinchen did not come back from his relatives during the New Year's holidays, he would come here every day on the eve of sunset, and he had been in Ruzhou for four years.

In a moment, the fortune teller had already walked to the back door of the Di family, and after bowing respectfully to his food and clothing parents Di Xinchen and calling "young master", before he had time to greet the other Di family children one by one, he raised his voice under the urging of a group of Di family children and started speaking directly:

"The pig, the big one is like a cow, the small one is like a sheep, similar to a unicorn, the whole body has dark and dense hair, the eyes are bright and spiritual, commonly known as the unicorn, born in the depths of the wilderness, it is said that it has a very high wisdom, knows people's words and knows people's surnames, whenever it is round and angry, can distinguish between right and wrong, can know good and evil, loyal and annihilated, find the evil man, its single horn can send out a layer of blue power grid, touch him, and then swallow the stomach, the legend has a once...."

Unconsciously, the golden sun has turned into a round of red sky, hanging at the end of the west sky, the wind and water are beautiful and the green trees of Ruzhou City are picturesque under the rendering of the red glow in the sky. The children of the Di family, who are still immersed in the story of the pig punishing the evil and promoting the good, followed the fortune teller's words: "The time has come, and listen to the next decomposition!" immediately woke up, although the intention is still unfinished, but also know that the time is not early, if you let the elders in the family know that they sleep in the school and nourish their spirits here to listen to a fortune-telling story, I am afraid that most people will not have a chance to come in the future. So they hurriedly threw down a few pennies and scattered pieces of silver or copper, and then scattered in a hurry.

"Thank you, thank you, young master of the Di family, for your reward. The fortune teller nodded as usual and thanked him while cleaning up the money on the ground, but in Di Xinchen's eyes, there was that kind of despicable flattery on his slightly dark and vicissitudes of life, and whenever he bowed his head in the face of other Di family children, there was an imperceptible humiliation in his eyes.

"Young master, it's not early, you can enter the house early, I'll come back tomorrow." Only when facing Di Xinchen, the fortune teller will pinch a warm smile at the corner of Mu Ne's mouth, a very subtle moment, but in Di Xinchen's heart, this is unpretentious, a smile more gorgeous than the sunset on the horizon...

Because this is from the bottom of my heart, I have been smiling at him for four years.

Di Xinchen didn't understand why the fortune teller wanted to give him such special treatment, but after four years of working in Zhiyantang, he knew that a sincere smile couldn't be bought by money, so he wanted to figure it out, "Fortune teller, you wait!"

The fortune teller, who was just about to leave, looked back at Di Xinchen in surprise, knowing that in the past four years, except for him to tell stories, Di Xinchen has not communicated with him for half a word.

"Jing'er, come back!" Di Xinchen shouted at Di Xinjing, who had just walked a short distance. Di Xinjing thought that the fortune teller was going to talk to them alone for a while, and when she heard this, she immediately ran back with joy, she was not afraid of being punished by the elders of the family because she went back late.

Di Xinchen pointed at Di Xinjing and asked the fortune teller, "What did you call her?"

"Miss Dijia. The fortune teller did not hesitate in the slightest.

"Okay Jing'er, you can go back. ”

Di Xinchen blinked and looked at Di Xinchen inexplicably, and finally judged that she had been tricked, reached out and pinched Di Xinchen's arm mercilessly, and said angrily: "You bastard, you actually played with me." After saying that, he ran away.

"What do you call me?" Di Xinchen asked the fortune teller again.

"Young Master. ”

"Why don't you add a Di character in front? Or do you think I don't deserve the surname Di?" Di Xinchen's immature face had an aggressive momentum.

The fortune teller opened his mouth and finally chose to leave in silence.

"I've grown up, I'll never forget what I shouldn't forget, and I'll try to figure out what I want to know. Di Xinchen shouted loudly at the fortune teller's thin back that seemed to be swaying in the wind, and in his eyes, there was a resentment that he was owed too much by the world.

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