The old man, who had been sleeping pretendly, finally opened his eyes.

An hour ago, the man and the woman two seventeen or eighteen-year-old dolls had already entered their back hall, and as soon as the female doll entered the door, she wandered around the room to admire all kinds of antique collections, especially bronze mirrors, jewelry, rouge boxes and other dressing utensils, and this male doll who was killed by heaven actually sat in front of him and stared at himself intently for an hour.

The old man originally wanted to come up with some "worldly masters" posture and let these two dolls eat a closed door, but he didn't expect that he couldn't hold it back first.

It's not that he doesn't want to entertain these two, but as soon as these two people stepped on the threshold of the front yard gate today, he knew that these two dolls were something he couldn't meet. But because the young man's gaze was really quite terrifying, even he felt like a man on his back when he was lying on the desk, and he had to wake up from his false sleep. He was sure that if he did fall asleep by this time tomorrow, the boy would be able to stare at him for a day and a night.

At this moment, the old man had already opened his eyes, and even if he couldn't get rid of these two people even if he was bitter in his heart, he could only regret why he didn't turn them away at the beginning.

"Is the gentleman awake?" He Nan's hair was as long as a woman, and it was scattered and almost covered half of his face. One eye, not covered by his long hair, met the old fortune teller's gaze, and he grinned slightly, his face full of banter.

Even though the old man is unwilling to be the boss in his heart, he has been forced to this role, and he has no choice. I had to clear my throat to hide my embarrassment, and pretended to wake up from a big dream and asked, "Fortune telling?"

"Hexagram?" He Nanxin said that this old man was confused or demented, and what kind of hexagram did he calculate when he opened an art gallery, his face changed, and he said viciously, "Otherwise, it's still a robbery?"

Before the words fell, the red rain who was walking around the house and looking in the mirror had walked behind He Nan at some point, she gently patted He Nan to signal him not to talk nonsense, and then sat down next to He Nan, and said respectfully to the old man: "The old gentleman is the painter of this gallery? ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this pair was not here to tell his fortunes, but to ask for the paintings of Na Laoshizi, and he couldn't help but rejoice secretly in his heart - since he didn't want to tell his own fortunes, he just took two paintings and sent them away quickly.

He was just about to get up and take out two scrolls of paintings for the two of them, when suddenly a hand reached out in front of his eyes to stop his movements, "Just now I heard the old gentleman wake up in a daze and asked us if we want to tell a hexagram, it seems that the old gentleman is also a fortune teller?

The old man laughed and said, "This little brother didn't hear it wrong, where would I ......?"

Before the words fell, the old man heard someone behind him interrupt again, it was actually his young descendant disciple, this disciple was a straightforward person, and said to the two of them: "My master's painting hall is actually a fortune-telling hexagram hall, and the rule here has always been to tell the hexagram first and then give the painting, if you want to paint, you must first pay for the hexagram, and the master will naturally show the results of the divination in the painting." ”

The old man was already happy in his heart to be able to do perfunctory, but he didn't expect that his upright apprentice would hand over all the old man, and at this time he was a little angry, and suddenly said angrily: "If you want to paint, you can't do it today." Not only today, but not tomorrow, not in the future!"

He Nan's pair of Ruifeng eyes changed from a playful look to an angry look, and with a gust of wind passing through the hall, his long hair flew and his black robe danced, like a demon crawling out of the underworld. He gritted his teeth and said: "Today, you have to paint my wife's painting, and you have to count my hexagram, otherwise you will ......."

He took out a fire fold from his bosom, and his words were full of threats, "Since the old gentleman has his own shop in this county, he must also have excellent skills and a good reputation. He and his wife admired the old gentleman's paintings before they came to ask for paintings, why did the old gentleman drive us out? The rules are set by you, presumably the guests respect the old gentleman has never broken this rule, if you break the rules yourself, don't blame He for being ruthless - first burn your house full of ink treasures, and then smash the signboard in front of your door!"

Since the beginning of the museum, the old man has set the rules of "using paintings as hexagrams" and "first calculating hexagrams and then giving paintings", and there is no exception so far. Even most of the seekers are attracted by this gimmick of painting hexagrams. If these two people are really driven out today, there is indeed a self-destruction signboard in it.

The old man thought about the stakes and didn't speak, the apprentice didn't know what was going on and was too frightened to speak, He Nan frowned angrily, Hongyu looked at He Nan complainingly as if he was blaming him for not being so impulsive, and the whole room fell into a strange silence.

After a while, the old man seemed to have made up his mind, and shouted three times in a row, "That's it, that's it, it's enough!" and then sat down on his own, and said to He Nan angrily: "Boy, the old man will count a hexagram for you today...... Do you want to tell fortunes, futures, or marriages?"

"I said that we are husband and wife, what kind of marriage do we need to count?" He Nan was a little displeased, "Naturally, it is fate." ”

The old man smiled slightly and muttered in a low voice, "Is it really husband and wife......?"

The two of them each took a blank piece of paper and wrote their birthdays. The old man took the two pieces of paper and looked at them, but his heart sank.

He is a fortune teller, and he naturally believes in the signs of things. Early this morning, he saw that there were dark crows in his gallery that covered the sky and landed on the eaves, and those crows were not noisy, but stood quietly on the eaves in groups of three or five as if waiting for something.

The crow is a bad omen, and this great evil does not refer to the person who comes, but to himself. The person I want to visit today is probably the world's strange big man, and if I tell his fate, I am afraid that he will be blessed and lose his life, so he made this plan to drive away the two of them. But the reason why he finally chose to tell fortunes for the two was also very simple - he was too curious, he had been studying the art for more than 40 years, and he had only encountered one natural vision so far - it was the cold winter at the end of the year, and the goose feathers and snow were drifting all day, but that day was sunny, the blue sky was like a wash, and the ice and snow melted.

He is also a friend of the teacher, decades ago, the leading metaphysical master who shook the capital invited him to enter the palace to see the appearance of a newborn, the child who fell to the ground was born good-looking, fair and ruddy eyes with light, not like an ordinary baby newborn crying, but smiling, the metaphysical master was also amazed by this. And he was proficient in easy to learn the number of fate, he secretly remembered the child's birth date in his heart, and when he was pinching his fingers in his sleeve to count, he suddenly fainted, and when he returned home, he had a serious illness, and his originally strong body became more and more thin and withered, I am afraid that God did not allow him to speculate on the future of this child's life.

And this baby is the ...... of the Holy Knee today.

Today is also this kind of vision, the old man is naturally surprised and afraid of this, he is very old, if he forcibly calculates today's hexagram, he will immediately have one soul out of the sheath and two souls to ascend to heaven, but he ...... I really want to see what kind of hard stubble I will encounter.

It's just that he now has two pairs of birthday eight-character notes in his hand, but none of them are worthy of today's vision. This little girl was born with bright eyes, white teeth, white skin, and beautiful appearance, but there are some auspicious natural appearances, a life of happiness and longevity, can always turn evil into good fortune, if you have to say that there will be any trouble, I am afraid that there is only love calamity; and this male doll's life is far from worthy of his arrogance, his life is very strange, his life is full of ups and downs, rebellious, but in the end it is inevitable to end up with a head broken and bleeding.

The old man sighed, and said in his heart that he had finally made up his mind to spy on the heavens again, but what he ushered in was just a relatively ordinary rich life and a somewhat outrageously bad fate. He even had some doubts that he was too old to even see the hexagrams, and that everything could be interpreted by himself as a sign.

He first made a snow-white nine-tailed spirit fox to Hongyu, the nine-tailed fox eyes are wavy, the eyes are like silk, as if he has the demeanor of a human being, is lazily lying on a boulder between the mountains and rivers to rest; The nine-tailed fox is a spirit animal, and every hundred years of cultivation will give birth to a tail, which also represents the blessing of a lifetime, and this little girl is also as eccentric and carefree as the nine-tailed fox, so she made this painting for her.

"Nine-tailed fox......" He Nan stretched out his head to look at the painting in Hongyu's hand, "You can't be an old monster who has lived for nine hundred years, right?" ”

Hongyu carefully rolled up the nine-tailed fox and put it away, nodded to the old man and thanked him, and glanced at He Nan again: "Don't talk about fortune-telling, this painting skill is simply ingenious...... You must not be disrespectful to the old gentleman. With that, she went to the young apprentice in the gallery and asked for a scroll to store the painting.

Seeing that Hongyu had been painted, and he still had nothing, He Nan's heart was as unbearable as a burning heart, and he kept watching the old man draw with his brush, but he couldn't see what he was drawing.

"What if the painting I give you is different from hers—I mean if the lives of your husband and wife are diametrically opposed?" said the old man to He Nan when he saw Hongyu leave.

He Nan thought for a while and said, "It's okay, I think her painting should be a good life, since you asked so, it means that my life seems to be very bad, right...... The wife is a blessed one, so doesn't the husband have to be a toiler?" Although he and Hongyu are not a real husband and wife, they are just a pretense, but he also thinks about it from the perspective of a husband.

The old man smiled, but his impression of He Nan was not as disgusted as before: "You think quite clearly. "It's just that there is some pity in his belly—is he not just a toiling life?

After a short time, the painting of He Nan was also finished. He hurriedly took it, but he didn't know what kind of monster it was depicted on—the beast on the picture, like a wolf and a dog, covered in blood and broken, and its two forelimbs were broken and disabled, but it still held its head high and grinned.

"The number of your life's lives is all drawn on this picture. ”

"Old man...... Phew, old man. Seeing that he was disrespectful, He Nan quickly changed his words, "What kind of animal are you drawing? What do you mean?

The old man stroked his beard and explained: "This beast, like the nine-tailed fox, is also an animal in the legend of Zhiwei, called embarrassment - there is an idiom called embarrassment, which is what this beast is talking about." This embarrassment is the same as the wolf, it is said that tens of thousands of wolves can give birth to one embarrassment, its sex is greedy and cunning, the wisdom is far superior to that of beasts and extremely rare human nature; although the embarrassment is intelligent but the forelimbs are short and can not move freely, it lies on the strong wolf to direct their actions, so it is also called the wolf pack of military advisers. There is also a theory that the wolf with a broken foreleg does not have the ability to act alone, so lying on the body of a companion is mistaken for a different species among wolves. ”

The Wolf Pack's Strategist...... He Nan was very interested in this. Since I'm an embarrassment, where are my wolves......?

After a long time, He Nan realized that he had thought into a god. He originally heard that this painter could tell fortunes, and he temporarily wanted the old gentleman to annotate another person's life for him, but he didn't expect that he would be immersed in it first.

He Nan hurriedly asked the old gentleman: "Can you please count it again?" Not for myself, but for someone else......

When the old gentleman saw that nothing had happened today, he also relieved himself and told him a hexagram, saying, "But it doesn't hurt to say it, just pay another hexagram." ”

With his own memory, He Nan wrote another person's birthday note and handed it to the fortune teller. What people never expected was that it was He Nanjia's hexagram that responded to the bad omen that the old man was thinking about today.