In fact, the small stalls of Qingsong Dao people can also draw lots, but most of the pilgrims who come to the City God Temple still like to ask for a sign in front of the statue of the god of the City God, and then ponder the signing document or find someone to solve the signature.

The mode of asking for a sign in the temple is a special Shinto response, and the bamboo sticks in front of the orthodox city god seat are still a bit exquisite, and they are somewhat involved with the Shinto books in the Yin Division, and the seeker can still get a general direction under the sincerity, but he can't see much clearly.

And the kind of things like the kind of signatures that fortune tellers let people draw lots are different, and they are a special means of divination, and they are also a kind of divination.

Under the warm greeting of the relaxed Taoist, the middle-aged pilgrim also sat down on the small stool in front of the stall, and heard the Qingsong Taoist say that he was observing his face just now, so he asked curiously.

"The Taoist said he was observing my face, so is there anything to say?"

Qingsong Daoist shook his head, and before he could speak, the little Taoist priest Qi Xuan on the side let out a "cough".

"Unsign first, unsign first, I'll check the signature, remember the signing, right?"

The middle-aged man didn't think much about it, so he told the truth.

"I saw that the sign in the temple read: The curtain guests are fighting endlessly, C-A. ”

Ji Yuan had already unconsciously walked to the tree in the booth of Qingsong Daoren, and he didn't use any magic tricks, but a few people focused on other things, so they didn't find him.

From the words of the middle-aged man, the information that Ji Yuan got was first of all that this person might be literate, and the description of the words was what he saw, not the content of the signature told by the temple Zhu, as for the matter of unsigning, it depends on the Qingsong Dao people, anyway, Ji Yuan didn't feel very good when he heard this signature at first glance.

Ji Yuan didn't deliberately look at the qi, but he just skipped his life, and he was quite vigorous, and then looking at the appearance of this pilgrim, it shouldn't be the kind that would beat people casually.

Qingsong Daoist frowned when he heard this sign, and then looked at this pilgrim.

"Sign it......"

At this point, Qingsong Daoren can be regarded as a high-ranking person, and his expression is obviously thinking carefully, which makes the pilgrims slightly nervous.

"It seems that you weren't born with a declining face!"

Qingsong Daoren's expression was very serious, and he added.

"You!"

The man immediately felt a panache in his chest, but fortunately his cultivation was not bad, but his tone was a little heavier.

"Please unsign the Chief!"

Qi Wen was very embarrassed on the side, and hurriedly explained to the man.

"Well, don't get me wrong, sir, my master saw that your face has deteriorated recently, not scolding you......"

Qingsong Daoren seemed to realize that he had just said more, and he also smiled with a smile on his face, and immediately began to unsign.

"Sir, what you are asking for in the temple is a home, peace, or a career?"

"Both. ”

Qingsong Daoren nodded and looked at the man's face again.

"It stands to reason that sir, you have a dignified appearance, straight facial features, and a good face, but now the situation is different, when it should be at a low point, according to the meaning of your signature, you have been either haunted by old grievances recently or scheming people are plotting against you, and in either case, you have vaguely felt something, yes or no?"

The middle-aged man in dark clothes was obviously shocked when he heard this, and his expression was much more cautious.

"Dao Chief, can you tell me about what you can do?"

One of the small reasons why Qingsong Dao people like fortune telling is that they like to see the expressions and reactions of those people when they are calculated, and when they see the man's reaction, they also seem more serious.

"Sir, do you know that this curtain is more than a reference to the generals in the army to participate in the military aircraft staff, the battle of the curtain guests seems to be a bit gentle, but it is a real military formation, and you want to see blood in the sword and sword!"

The middle-aged man's scalp was a little numb when he heard this, and his face changed, but Qingsong Daoren's words were not over yet.

"If it's an ordinary signature, it's fine, but sir, your signature has the word 'endless', which indicates that it is dangerous!"

This is just enough for people with no culture, not to mention that the middle-aged man is still a little knowledgeable, and his face is a little uglier than just now.

Qi Wen on the side of this meeting also listened very carefully, even Ji Yuan, who was a few steps away, also frowned, but he couldn't resist the idea of opening his eyes and taking a closer look at the middle-aged man, planning to wait for the Qingsong Daoist to finish signing or calculating before looking at the qi with the eyes of the law.

"What does the Taoist mean is that this matter has reached the point of non-stop, and there is no room for maneuver?"

"Hey, there are no absolutes in the world, and signing this can be regarded as an aggravation, but it may not be really unsolvable, or you have to be specific about things, anyway, it is definitely right to have fewer evil thoughts and more good deeds and accumulate virtues. ”

Qingsong Dao people will rarely be relieved, it seems that more or less is also remembered, but the method said is probably applicable in ninety percent of the signatures, although it is reasonable, it can be felt that there is no nutrition in the ears of others.

"I see that this gentleman also has some direction in your heart, otherwise the signing document will not be the head of the 'curtain guest', but the 'foolish father', why don't you give me the eight characters and let me calculate a hexagram for you?"

When he said the last sentence, Qingsong Daoren's tone was obviously already very interested.

According to Ji Yuan's understanding, Qi Xuan is probably a person who thinks in his heart, 'What does it mean to count an ordinary life, of course, the more twists and turns, the more energetic!' and the like.

It may feel like some doctors are interested in incurable diseases.

However, the middle-aged man obviously has his own thoughts, maybe he thinks that the words of Qingsong Daoren just now are almost the same, or he has already counted his life many times, and he has no idea of telling the eight characters.

"Thank you, Chief, for unsigning for me......"

The man glanced at the signboard of the stall and took out five copper coins from his money bag and placed them on the table.

"It's the tariff, I'm leaving!"

With that, the man stood up and arched his hand to leave.

In this way, the people of Qingsong Dao were a little anxious.

"Hey, hey, don't be in a hurry to leave this gentleman, I see that your face is dark now, you let me calculate your fate, look at your longevity, whether you are dead or alive, you have to have a clear understanding, right?"

The man turned his head to look at Qingsong Daoren, and then at Qi Wen, who was pulling his master with a nervous face, and took a deep breath before leaving without looking back.

"This gentleman...... I'm different from other fortune tellers, I can see if they can't see it~~~!Oh, Qiwen, what are you pulling me for......"

"Master, don't talk about it, I beg you to count it as an apprentice, that gentleman doesn't want to count it!"

"Why doesn't he want to count? He's afraid to count, I'll persuade him to forget it, hey!"

Seeing that the pilgrim had already gone away, the Qingsong Daoist was also deflated and sighed.

"It's rare that this man has a good temper......"

Ji Yuan was looking at the middle-aged man who was far away with his eyes wide, and he couldn't cry or laugh when he heard the words of Qingsong Daoren.

"You also know the feelings, if that person has a bad temper, shouldn't he be beaten again?"

As soon as Ji Yuan's clear voice spoke, it immediately attracted the attention of Qingsong Dao and Qi Wen, and as soon as the two turned around, they saw Ji Yuan standing next to the tree.

"It's Mr. Ji! Hahaha, it's really Mr. Ji! Mr. Ji hasn't changed at all!"

Qi Wen's happy expression flowed on the face, even Qi Xuan, a native of Qingsong Dao, was also very excited, but he suddenly felt a little embarrassed when he thought of the situation just now, so he hurriedly stood up and gave up.

Ji Yuan also smiled and arched his hand, Qi Wendao.

"Qi Wen Xiaodao has already grown into an adult, you only reached your master's chin at the beginning, and now you are almost tall. ”

"Uh, hehe, when did you come, Mr. Ji?"

Daoist Qingsong was a little nervous, this one was really not a mortal.

"I've been here for a while, and I went to your Yunshan Temple to look for you, I don't know when the stall will be closed?"

"Collect it, collect it immediately, Qi Wen don't be stunned, we have closed the stall. ”

Qingsong Daoren saw that Mr. Ji had made a special trip to find his master and apprentice, how could he still sit still, hurriedly packed up his things with Qi Wen, and dared to let the immortals wait for him until the evening?

In fact, this small stall is just two wooden branches with a wooden plank, and then covered with a piece of jute cloth, which is dismantled by the master and apprentice in three or two clicks, and put into a basket with the bucket and hexagram plate and other things, and is carried on the back by Qi Wen.

"Pack it up, Mr. Ji and we will go back to Yunshan for a light meal, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Ji, my master's cooking is delicious. ”

"As long as you don't think I'm disturbing your peace. ”

Ji Yuan joked, and took steps together with the master and apprentice.

"How can it, Mr. Ji can come to our little broken view, it is really brilliant, today I will show my hands to Mr. to see, so that you can appreciate how my mortal craftsmanship is better than that of the immortal Xia Lu." ”

The tone is not small, but Ji Yuan went to Yunshanguan Kitchen to take a look before, and there is no shortage of rice, but oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are not very abundant.

"Then I really want to see the benefits of the Dao Chief, it doesn't taste good to eat Xia Xia and drink dew, but I have still eaten the Dragon Palace feast. ”

Daoist Qingsong was immediately nervous when he heard this, he was just a kind word, Mr. Ji, don't take it seriously!

Ji Yuan simply took the master and apprentice to the county market together, bought a little bit of everything that should be bought, and did not forget to buy a little fish and meat.

It's just that when he left Dongle County, Ji Yuan still looked back, and the ambergris must have made Qi Xuan drink a few cups, which is estimated to make this person sleep for a few days.

Naturally, I won't go to the stall again in the past few days, but I don't know if the pilgrim will go back to the Taoist to tell his fortune and save him.

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