Chapter 387: The Secret of the House, the Death of a Pregnant Woman
"This word is strong and powerful, the pen is sharp, and it is done in one go."
"It can be seen that he has a smooth life."
"To sum up, the result is that this person will live a hundred years."
Li Yuan looked at the word on the paper, "No, it's not what you counted." β
"Oh, how do you say that, lad?" The fortune teller couldn't help but raise his eyes and looked at Li Yuan in surprise.
"To tell you the truth, when I calculated that he would live a hundred years, he sighed."
"He said, what joy is there in life, and what is there to fear in death?"
"At the time, I felt that he didn't want to live long."
Li Yuan patiently listened to the fortune teller's words before he said.
"I'm guessing he's fifty years old, right? It's a man. β
"This ...... How do you know? The fortune teller was surprised.
Li Yuan pointed to the words on it with his finger, "As you just said, this word is strong and powerful, and the pen is sharp, and it can be seen from this that the person who wrote is a man." β
The fortune teller nodded, "It seems that you are also quite accomplished in calligraphy, young man." β
Li Yuan smiled and continued: "Let's take a look at this word again. β
"I guess when I wrote it, I didn't have anything under the paper, I just put it on the table and wrote it."
The fortune teller nodded, "The young man is really sharp-eyed. β
Wu Xing also supported his ears and listened carefully.
Li Yuan continued: "Do you take a closer look at whether the middle of this word is broken? β
"Really? I'll take another look. The fortune teller took the blank paper, put it in front of his eyes, and examined it carefully.
It took him a while before he put the blank paper down again.
"Indeed, the middle of this word is indeed broken." When the fortune teller said this, he thought about it, as if he had an epiphany, but he couldn't understand it for a while.
He couldn't help but say: "I guess when I was writing, there was something underneath, and I just broke the pen in the middle." β
"One hundred and one hundred, if this word is broken from the middle, it means that his lifespan is actually only half."
"But." The fortune teller suddenly looked up at Li Yuan, "Even if this is the case, he can only calculate his lifespan." β
"How did you conclude that he was fifty years old?"
Li Yuan didn't say anything, he took out a brush from the fortune teller's pen holder, and then dipped it in the inkstone next to him.
He picked up his pen and wrote a word on a blank piece of paper.
When he was done, he slowly put down the brush and said.
"White plus one, also for ηΆ (fΓΊ)."
"Ei, the head of the ghost, that is, the upper part of the ghost."
"This person has been born a ghost, and his life will not be long."
"The lifespan of a person who has been born a ghost is no more than a year, and the shortest is only a few days."
After Li Yuan finished speaking, he heard the fortune teller on the opposite side fold the fan and slapped it on his hand.
"Wonderful! Mr. Xiao is really a man of God. β
The fortune teller's name for Li Yuan has also changed.
Li Yuan smiled and looked at the fortune teller opposite.
"If I'm right, the word tester is gone."
The fortune teller was stunned again, "How did this little gentleman see it?" β
"This is not seen by words, but by you, sir." Li Yuan said.
"Through me? I didn't reveal anything about this word tester! The fortune teller felt more and more that Li Yuan had some ability.
Li Yuan couldn't help but smile and said, "If it weren't for the fact that the person who measured the word had already left, then how would you know that you were wrong?" β
The fortune teller was dumbfounded, he stood up from the stone bench, and his whole person became very cautious.
"I'm not conformist, I've seen Mr."
The fortune teller, that is, Mo Shoucheng, stood up straight, clasped his hands into fists and bowed deeply to Li Yuan.
Li Yuan sat in his position and did not move a single bit.
When this Mo Shoucheng saw that his face was different, he did not deliberately hide it, and he did not give Li Yuan a random explanation, defrauding money and trust, but said it directly.
Since then, Li Yuan has decided to mention this fortune teller.
They are all about the cycle of cause and effect.
Since he mentioned this conformism, he can afford it.
"Sir, please be seated." Although Mo Shoucheng's ability is not as good as Li Yuan's, Li Yuan still respects him very much.
"Mr. is sincere, not a person who deceives the world and steals his name, that is, he is a fellow believer, and it is also appropriate to mention something to each other."
Sitting upright, "Mr. Xiao is righteous, I am ashamed." β
Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly took out a book from the bag he was carrying.
"To tell you the truth, the master traveled away not long after accepting me, and I didn't learn this ability, so I embarrassed the master."
"This is one of the books left to me when my tutor left, and there are some places that I always can't understand, I don't know if Mr. Xiao can give me some advice."
Li Yuan looked at it, and the name of the book was simple and rude - "Physiognomy Daquan".
Li Yuan took the book, the paper inside was quite thick, and it looked a little old.
It's not like the kind of face reading books that you can buy everywhere in bookstores today.
Li Yuan opened the book and flipped through it, and returned the book to Mo Shoucheng.
The look of loss on Mo Shoucheng's face was not hidden.
"It's Mo who is abrupt."
"Don't get me wrong, sir." Li Yuan said with a smile, "Because sir's book is really exquisite, I can't explain it clearly for a while." β
"I'm going to buy a house on the street, and I'm ready to welcome my husband when the time comes."
When Mo Shoucheng heard this, the expression of loss just now was swept away, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Then I'll bother Mr. Xiao then."
"By the way, I don't know if Mr. Xiao's house is fanciful?"
"I fancy it, wait for the old man to come back and sign the contract." Li Yuan replied.
"Didn't my husband buy that little quadrangle?" Mo Shoucheng suddenly asked, "There is only a small courtyard house left on this street. β
"It should be the one you said." Li Yuan said.
When Mo Shoucheng heard this, he said solemnly: "There are some problems with this small courtyard. β
"What's the problem?" Li Yuan asked.
"There's been a death in this house." Mo Shoucheng whispered, "It's a girl, the daughter of the owner of the house, I heard that when she died, she already had a child in her belly." β
"And how did she die?" Li Yuan continued to ask.
"It seems to be suicide, but it's weird anyway. I haven't been to that house, but I heard that there is a pond in the middle of the house with fish, and the girl likes to play with the fish there. β
"One morning, she was found dead in the pool."
"When the police came, they didn't find any signs of trauma or struggle, so they concluded that it was suicide."
Wu Xing frowned, "How could a woman who is pregnant with Liujia commit suicide?" β
Mo Shoucheng lowered his voice again, "So if Mr. Xiao wants to buy that yard, you still have to be cautious." β