"Then why don't you leave?"

After two groans, the young man reached out and tucked the collar around his neck into his coat,

Then he slowly paused, turned his head, and looked at Jing Chen.

Could it be that this young fortune teller is more observant and sees his own thoughts? I'm not here to set up a stall.

Also, he deliberately put his uniform inside his coat, but no matter how much he pondered, he could figure out that he didn't want to be seen in his uniform, and most of them came for personal reasons.

After all, when you are a chengguan, it is impossible to make a private visit.

The young man's mind was full of thoughts.

I was already admiring in my heart that this young fortune teller had two brushes.

"Why should I go...... I'm just a folklore lover, and I don't charge money for social practice here. ”

"There are only three rags on the stall, and the stones used to press the cloth are all picked up from under the trees next to them, so if you want to confiscate them, take them all."

It's not that Jing Chen can't see these details, he is too lazy to care.

The old man ran away in a hurry, he was too lazy to move.

He came out to set up a stall today because his brain was hot, and he couldn't come tomorrow, and he didn't necessarily know where he was.

As he spoke, he took another bite of the uneaten apple in his hand and glanced at the young man.

The young man listened to Jing Chen's words, and was a little silent.

The words of admiration stuck in my mouth and swallowed back into my stomach.

No, big brother, why are you so calm.

Calmly, he won't be able to do it...... He wanted this young fortune teller to have something to rely on, so that his face would not change and he would be calm.

I didn't expect it to be this kind of reliance, which is not the same as he thought.

“…… Hello folklore lovers. ”

The young man opened his mouth, still deciding to skim over the messy thoughts just now,

Then I was in a good mood and breathed a sigh of relief,

Thinking about my own business again, I was a little more relaxed,

"Dude, you can help me take a look at this."

"I thought there were many gentlemen on the riverbank, and I could usually see a lot of them. When I was really looking for them today, one by one looked at me as if they had become fine, and slipped away from a hundred meters away. ”

I probably think it's the same young people, talking to each other better, and the young men talk more casually.

squatted down in front of Jing Chen's stall, and then handed over the things he had been holding in his hand to Jing Chen.

"What is this?"

Jing Chen glanced at it, threw the apple core in his hand, and threw it into the trash can next to him.

Then he pulled up the cloth from the stalls on the ground and wiped his hands.

He took what the young man handed him.

It's just a note, or like it was torn out of a notebook.

"Sign, it's the sign asked for in the temple."

"My mother went to Beishan Qingming Temple to ask for a signature, so that when I come out today, I will find a gentleman to explain it to her by the way."

Jing Chen didn't open the folded page, but raised his head and looked at the young man,

"Can you ask for a sign in the temple, but no one will unsign it?"

"Yes, but my mom doesn't believe them."

The young man replied casually,

"My mother believes in Buddhism, but she only believes in Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, not in the monks in the temple."

"She thinks that the Buddha's Dharma is vast and compassionate, but the monks in the temple are not, maybe they will fill their own pockets and eat a full stomach."

So every time she went to the temple, she only burned incense, and did not donate money, and she had to bring the incense herself. Like this lot, she felt that the Buddha helped her draw it, and it was a guide for her. But the monks in the temple would fool her, so they wrote it down and signed it to find someone else to explain. ”

……

Listening to the young man's words, Jing Chen was a little silent,

I just don't know what to say, and I kind of want to give this young man's mother a thumbs up.

"Your mother believes in Buddhism and is quite wise."

"Well, that's what she thinks, that's it."

The young man replied,

"Brother, can you help me take a look at it, and see if there is any statement in this signature? I wrote it down and told my mom about it. ”

Jing Chen nodded, opened the folded note, and saw the signature on it.

Then there was a pause.

"Have you read the signature above?"

Jing Chen didn't look up, but just asked out loud.

"What's wrong?"

The young man was asked inexplicably, and then looked over with some curiosity,

"My mother said let me not read it, saying that the signature was given by the Buddha, and the fewer people who saw it except for the people who unsigned it, the better...... It's not uncommon for me to read any signatures. ”

Jing Chen listened to the young man's words, and looked at the signature in his hand, which read,

"The phoenix fell in the weak water, and the green dragon arrived at the Falling Dragon Slope."

"The Daxiong Treasure Hall is stained with black dust, even if the golden body cannot escape the fangs."

"If you ask about the future, the future will be broken, and if you ask about the world, everything will be closed."

Even if Jing Chen doesn't know how to unsign, he can see that this is the next sign that can not be placed under the branch.

Good guy, is this a sign that was begged for in a serious temple?

Will a serious temple put this kind of signature in the holder?

People come to travel and incense by the way, experience the special projects in your temple, and draw this kind of lot.

Isn't that looking for someone to be bad luck? The monk in this temple is so iron-headed, aren't you afraid of being beaten?

"Dude...... Is there anything wrong with the signature? ”

Seeing that Jing Chen didn't speak when he saw the sign, the young man squatted in front of the stall and couldn't help but ask again,

At the same time, leaning forward a little, I also wanted to take a look.

"Hmm...... It's a little bit of a problem. ”

Jing Chen didn't know how to unsign, so he closed the signature again, raised his head, thought about it, and was still ready to take a look.

"Sit down first, let me think."

"Okay."

Jing Chen pointed to Mazha in front of the stall again, and the young man looked at Jing Chen's reaction, and was a little inexplicable, and sat down with kindness.

Jing Chen looked at the young man, concentrating, and then, a related picture began to gradually emerge in front of Jing Chen's eyes.

……

"Buzz ......"

This is the picture in the bedroom, and on the bed in the bedroom is the young man.

The young man was sleeping soundly, but the charged mobile phone on the side of the bedside table was ringing tirelessly.

At first, I was a little irritated, and in the harsh ringtone of the mobile phone, I turned it over several times.

Waiting for the phone to ring for the second time, the young man propped his hands on, turned over a little, and opened his still sour eyelids with some irritation,

"Made...... Who's in the morning...... I can't take a vacation and ......."

Some of the exploding picked up their phones, and the screen showed his mother's phone.

The irritability on the young man's face stopped a little, and his brow furrowed.

“…… Hey, Mom...... Didn't you go to the temple to offer incense? Why are you calling me now, I'm catching up on sleep. ”

The young man asked, yawning.

But on the other end of the phone, it was not his mother's voice that rang.

"Is it Liu Cuixi's child?"

"I am."

The expression on the young man's face gradually retracted.

"When your mother went to the temple on the north mountain this morning to offer incense, she unfortunately slipped down the hillside and fell off the mountain."

"We are from the North Mountain Hospital at the foot of the mountain. When your mother sent it, it was already ...... I hope you will come over soon. ”

All the expressions on the young man's face gradually disappeared, and he opened his mouth to ask something,

But he didn't ask anything, just a blank look on his face.

It's just that his mind is blank, and he is holding his mobile phone in a daze, and he doesn't seem to have reacted to the meaning of what the person on the other side of the phone said, and he hasn't reacted to what happened.

“…… Good. ”

"Well, then you should come as soon as possible."

The person on the other end of the phone was ready to hang up the phone.

Before the end of the call, the young man seemed to react a little, and he asked again in a bit of confusion,

"Aren't there guardrails on the way up the mountain? Why did she fall? ”

“…… We don't know either. I just heard from the people who sent you that your mother herself had left the way up the mountain, and the rescuers and others only saw your mother fall from the mountain. ”

End the call.

The young man in the picture is still stunned holding his mobile phone, motionless,

And then it seemed like he suddenly reacted to something, got up and grabbed his clothes, put on his pants and wanted to go out,

It was only halfway through the movement, and it gradually stopped.

As if he had finally reacted to what was happening, the young man's eyes turned red.

……

Has this signature really been fulfilled?

So accurate?

Jing Chen watched the picture in front of him gradually disappear, and then looked at the young man who was still sitting in front of the stall in front of him, and there were some inexplicable young men.

Raising the signature on the piece of paper in his hand, Jing Chen looked at it again.

"Dude?"

The young man shouted cautiously again.

Although he didn't believe this very much, he couldn't help but mumble in his heart when he saw that the gentleman who had unsigned for his mother had been silent.

"It's fine. You go back and tell your mother not to go out these days. Don't go up to the mountains. ”

Jing Chen felt that the picture just now was three days later, that is to say, the young man's mother had an accident three days later in the morning.

"Don't go out for at least five days."

"Oooh......"

"That's what it turned out to be?"

The young man was still a little puzzled, and just nodded in response.

"Just tell your mother what you say...... Other than that...... Your words, get up early these days. ”

"Hmmm......"

The young man felt a little baffled, but he didn't say anything.

"By the way, you just said, which temple did your mother go to?"

"Qingming Temple on the North Mountain. As long as I'm not going to another place, this is the temple my mother often goes to. ”

"Hmmm......"

Jing Chen looked at the sign in his hand, feeling that this temple was somewhat evil, and at the same time a little curious.

Answering again, Jing Chen put the piece of paper back on the paper and handed it back to the young man.

"Is that all it takes? Mr? ”

Jing Chen's attitude made the young man feel a little inexplicable, and at the same time, he was also a little related.

It's like most people don't burn incense to worship Buddha, but they don't dare to say bad things in the temple.

Jing Chen's words couldn't help but make the young man a little worried, what if.

Taking the signed paper handed back, the young man held it in his hand, then stood up, lowered his body a little, and asked again with some caution,

The title of Jing Chen has changed.

"Of course not."

Jing Chen came back to his senses, looked at the young man who had already gotten up, and pointed to the two long banners next to the stall.

Listening to Jing Chen's words, the young man began to be a little nervous, and the young man first chuckled in his heart,

Then I looked at the content on the long format, and I was speechless.

“…… Doesn't it mean that folklore lovers, who do not charge money, social practice? ”

"No money. But tonight there is still a shortage of food at home, I think the food on the vegetable stall over there is quite good. ”

The young man's face darkened and he was even more speechless.

However, he still walked over in a few steps, listened to Jing Chen's words, and went to buy the remaining vegetables from the old lady's vegetable stall next to him.

"Is that okay?"

The old lady smiled and carefully picked up the money with some joy, and walked away with the empty basket.

The young man carried the vegetables, walked back again, and put them next to Jingchen's stall.

"Alright."

Jing Chen smiled, turned around, touched an apple again, and ate it by himself.

The young man looked at Jing Chen's appearance of seeing off the guest, exhaled, and turned to leave.

He wasn't angry, after all, he was also going to give the money to unsign.

Just thinking about Jing Chen's previous appearance and attitude, he was still a little worried.

With his head down and the note in his hand, the young man walked forward in a hurry,

When I walked away, I walked for a while,

Suddenly I felt like I had figured it out again,

“…… What the hell am I struggling with...... Isn't that true of the fortune teller's words? If you can't say it clearly, people are scared to death. ”

Patting his head, the young man smiled,

I felt like I was stupid for what I had just reacted to.

And then...... He opened the note with some curiosity.

“…… it! ”

"What kind of broken temple did Nima, what kind of broken lot...... I also blame Mr. Strange to unsign. ”

And then...... The rough voice of a young man sounded on the side of the road,

"What the hell am I ......"

……

The river is still sparkling and reflects the afternoon sun.

Jing Chen sat on the mazar behind the stall by the river, looking at the river and eating apples.

To be honest, this apple is really not sweet, but it is sweet and sour, and it can be regarded as a unique flavor.

Then, Jing Chen, who was leisurely eating apples, saw the old fortune teller who had run away from the smoke before, and now set up two low stools, holding the things of the stall guys, and went around from the other side again.

At first glance, he is proficient in guerrilla experience.

Jing Chen looked at the old man, and the old man also looked at him.

There was some doubt in the old man's eyes.

Old man Hong, who was happily reopening his stall, looked at Jing Chen sitting in place for a while, and was a little puzzled,

Doesn't make sense?

When he ran just now, the young man was still in place.

He made a little circle, and came back at the right time, and the young man was here again.

Now young people are running so fast?

Or did he never leave?

Doesn't that make sense?

Wang'an City is not civilized?

Or, this young man really has some ability to deter the chengguan?

Chengguan was defeated and fled?

Could it be that young people are really powerful?

The old man has a smartphone and is also online. A lot of cool passages suddenly appeared in my mind.

And then......

Old man Hong stopped setting up his stall and walked over with a stool.

Old man Hong felt that he was different from other fortune tellers,

The most different thing is ...... He believed it.

This way

Jing Chen saw the old man carrying a stool and walking over with a 'violent' attitude, a little curious,

Is this here to smash the field?

Sure enough, peers are enemies, and fortune tellers also want to die with peers.

Jing Chen glanced at the three pieces of cloth in front of him, thinking about whether to get up and leave.

It's not that I'm afraid that I won't be able to stop the old man who wants to smash the field, but I'm mainly afraid that as soon as the old man lies down in front of the stall, he won't be able to tell. There is no surveillance in the vicinity either.

Just when Jing Chen was thinking seriously,

The old man Hong carried a stool and sped up his steps, and walked to Jingchen's booth in a few steps.

Then, in Jing Chen's gaze,

Old man Hong put down the stool, lowered his head, lowered his body,

Said very politely and reverently,

“…… Master, Xiaodao Hongshan, practice at home. Before, I watched the master tell people his fate, even if he knew it superficially, he felt that the master had vast powers and profound mana. ”

"I don't know...... Can the master not abandon Xiaodao and accept Xiaodao as a disciple. ”

"Xiaodao has studied the Taoist scriptures for many years, and today I finally see the real person, and I hope that the real person will have mercy on ......"

“……？？？”

was ready for this old man to come and smash the field,

At this moment, looking at this old man Hongshanhong, he bowed his head and listened to the words he said,

Jing Chen's mind was full of question marks.

Sick, right?

"I'm just a folklore lover. Don't joke here. ”

I just hope that if you are crazy, please go somewhere else.

"It seems that the master will not accept me...... Can the master give me a hexagram? ”

This old man Hong sighed regretfully at first,

And then as if he had said before, he sat down again,

Sitting in front of the stall, he was a little interested, and even said to Jing Chen excitedly.

“……”

"What do you want to count?"

Although I feel that this old man Hong is a little crazy.

But it seems that it is quite interesting to give another fortune teller,

Jing Chen was silent for a while, but still said out loud.

“…… I want the master to help me calculate, when will I be able to attain the Tao? ”

“……”

Jing Chen looked at the excited old man Hong, silent and silent.

Old man Hong sat on the stool, waiting seriously and nervously for Jing Chen's words.

Jing Chen looked at Old Man Hong and became even more silent.

"It seems that the matter of cultivation is really not to be tricked...... Then the master will help me see when I will get rich......"

"Okay...... I'll take a look at it for you. ”

"Well, master, my eight characters are ......"

Old man Hong read his birthday,

Jing Chen didn't listen, just looked at Old Man Hong, and then gradually concentrated.

And then

I saw it, but I didn't see any pictures about Old Man Hong.

Instead, his eyes were full of blood, and the red light was pervasive.

Suddenly, a blood-red light burst out, flooding the entire world in front of Jing Chen.

There was nothing but this blood-red.

Jing Chen paused and closed his eyes.

This has nothing to do with the old man Hong in front of him,

It's not the first time it's been seen.