"Looking for a dragon point? Can you be more outrageous~"

"Village Chief: Look at the grave, look at the grave, and look for the dragon point, I was almost frightened by your kid."

"Isn't it, you can also look at feng shui? How many netherworld skills will you have on the weekend? ”

"There's something wrong with the weekend, these skills are more or less a little underworld."

"The funeral one-stop service, right, you won't delay watching the tomb blow suona~"

"I'm laughing to death, I live in the underworld all day and night on weekends, when will I get some things in the sun!"

The netizens in the live broadcast room were also a little caught off guard by the answer over the weekend.

"Look at the grave, look at the grave, what are you doing with all these bells and whistles?"

The village chief muttered a word and led everyone to the victim's house.

"Uncle Village Chief is here!"

As soon as he arrived at the mourning hall, a middle-aged man dressed in linen and filial piety hurriedly came up to greet him.

"Well, isn't there a shortage of people in the back kitchen, I'll bring a few people over to help."

The village chief pointed to Huang Li behind him and said to the middle-aged man.

"Well, it's almost time to eat, and the back kitchen is a little too busy...... I got someone to take them there. ”

The middle-aged man didn't know what to do, and he really thought that everyone was enthusiastic to come over to help, so it was not polite at all.

"Uncle Village Chief, what about looking at the grave, this can't be delayed."

"It's a coincidence, this young man next to me, he just happens to watch some feng shui."

The village chief turned sideways, just in time to give way to the weekend behind him.

"Ah...... Uncle Village Chief, you're not fooling me, are you? Is there such a young feng shui gentleman? ”

The middle-aged man saw that he was young at the end of the week, and suddenly became a little suspicious.

The village chief was actually not sure, but he just had the mentality that a dead horse was a live horse doctor.

Fortunately, on the weekend, his expression was calm, and he seemed to be smiling on his face, and he really had a little bit of a superior demeanor.

"Village chief, Mr. Feng Shui is generally a little easy to understand, why don't you let me calculate it for him, and you will know if it's true or not!"

The calm appearance of the weekend is indeed a bit able to bluff people's posture.

The village chief and the middle-aged man looked at each other, as if it was really like that, and Mr. Feng Shui would indeed help people tell fortunes.

As for whether the calculation is accurate or not, it is a matter of opinion.

In the 21st century, most fortune tellers are actually seeking peace of mind, and few people will really take it seriously.

It's the same with looking at graves, they don't necessarily really believe in feng shui, but they just show it to the living.

"Okay, then you can calculate it for me, I don't know how you want to calculate?"

"Let's count the physiognomy, it's more accurate."

The middle-aged man nodded and came to the weekend.

Bai Lu pinched a handful of sweat for the weekend next to him, this guy is pretending to be like that, don't wait for the next opening to reveal the stuffing.

I didn't have time to pay attention to Bai Lu's psychological drama at this time, and paced in front of the middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, as if he was carefully studying the middle-aged man's face.

Soon, the weekend's gaze swept over the middle-aged man, as if he had found something, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"Judging from your physiognomy, you have a high forehead and full temples, and this life is destined to be smooth, whether it is to study or make a living, you have not encountered too many difficulties......"

"But...... I see that the bridge of your nose is sunken, which means that you have not encountered a major disaster, but you have a small disaster. ”

The middle-aged man was a little unimpressed by what he said on the weekend, because what he said was all ambiguous rhetoric, which looked like a street scam.

However, the next sentence on the weekend made the middle-aged man's face change slightly.

"Your brows are scattered, and there is a mole on your right forehead, which is a dog character, indicating that your life is ...... with dogs."

"If I'm not mistaken, you must have been bitten by a dog when you were a child, and you almost lost your life because of it."

"But your life is strong, and in the end, you still turn evil into good fortune."

As soon as the weekend was finished, the middle-aged man's eyes widened and he looked at the weekend incredulously.

"Master, you are too godly!"

"When I was eight years old, I was indeed bitten by a dog, and if it wasn't for the village chief's uncle who sent me to the hospital in time, I would have almost caught cold."

"Uncle Village Chief, this can't be what you told him, right?"

The middle-aged man was shocked and somewhat incredulous.

"What are you talking about, sixth son, your village chief uncle and I swear, if I say it, the sky will thunder, and I won't die well."

The village chief said unhappily, then looked at the weekend in amazement, and asked respectfully: "Master, how did you know that Liuzi was bitten by a dog when he was a child?" ”

The weekend smiled and said nothing, standing in place with an unfathomable expression.

The middle-aged man saw that the village chief had sworn an oath, where was there any suspicion, and hurriedly said beside him: "Uncle village chief, why are you still asking like this, the master has obviously calculated it." ”

"Yes, yes, I'm confused."

The village chief hurriedly made amends, and his attitude in front of the weekend became more and more respectful, for fear of offending him.

Seeing this scene, Bai Lu was also completely stunned.

No, he's really good at fortune telling?

In the live broadcast room, the barrage also exploded at this moment.

"Damn, it's not true, let him do the math right!"

"I watched the live broadcast throughout the whole process, and the village chief really didn't communicate with the weekend, that is, it was really calculated by himself on the weekend."

"6666, this is too godly!"

"Although I don't believe in fortune telling, I'm still shocked."

"Hey, is the weekend really a master?"

……

"Master, then the matter of my father's grave, I will work hard for you~"

In the open-air kitchen in the courtyard, when Huang Li and Chen Yu were working hard to help serve the food, they happened to see that they were accepted by the middle-aged people as VIPs on the weekend.

The middle-aged man was by his side on the weekend, bending over the whole time, with a very respectful attitude, and he also called the weekend a master.

Seeing this scene, Huang Li and the others were all dumbfounded.

Guru?

What's going on?

Is this host really fooled by the weekend?

"Hmph, just pretending to be a ghost, you can deceive these countrymen who have never seen the world."

Chen Yu saw that he was sitting down on the upper seat on the weekend, and the host next to him was helping to pour tea and toast, and his heart was extremely unbalanced.

They were all brought by the village chief, why did they have to serve dishes here, and they were served with good wine and meat on weekends.

Why is the gap between people so big?

"Shhhh

Huang Li pulled Chen Yu dissatisfiedly, no matter what method was used to fool the middle-aged people on the weekend, but now he is a guest on the weekend.

In the countryside, the status of Mr. Feng Shui is generally more respected, and the host family also has to help watch the grave on weekends, if the host family hears Chen Yu's words, I don't know what people will think in their hearts.

On the other side, Bai Lu sat down next to the weekend at the upper seat, and only after seeing that the master was busy did he dare to whisper in his ear on the weekend.

"No, you're really good at fortune telling on weekends?"

The weekend smiled and said seriously: "What age, you still believe in such a thing as fortune telling, you have to believe in science!" ”

"Then how do you figure out that he was bitten by a dog as a child?"

"It's not calculated, I just happened to see a scar on his leg, exactly the same as the one on my body, because I was also bitten by dogs when I was a child, so it's too clear."

Bai Lu was speechless for a while, knowing the truth, she wanted to complain about something, but it was very reasonable to think about it carefully.

"No, then he has a smooth life, how do you see it?"

"You see that he is blessed like that, and there are crow's feet in the corners of his eyes because he often laughs, you can guess that he must be having a good time, there is nothing to worry about, and it won't be wrong to say that it is smooth sailing anyway."

“……”

To put it bluntly, the weekend is not a fortune teller at all, it is purely fooling people.

However, it was really loaded for him.