The two got into the boat, and the boatman rowed the oar. Wang Dashi watched the water waves flow by, and began to regret in his heart, he had left the local sect for many days, and it would be difficult to return after crossing this river, and it would be a long way to go to Longhu Mountain, and it would take three months to go back and forth......

Wang Dashi thought about it, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, he didn't know what it was like, as if he was weighed down by a stone, and he wanted to get off the boat several times, but it was difficult to bring it up.

"Hey-" Wang Dashi sighed, and prayed silently in his heart: "Old man Lengshi, I didn't want to leave, but I got on this boat unconsciously, if I regret it, I will inevitably offend the wind wandering monk, I really don't know what to do, I will come back soon, and please don't worry about the old man." - Heavens, all this I have done is your arrangement!"

After Wang Dashi's prayer, his heart was comforted, and his mood was much better, and he didn't think about it anymore, so take one step at a time.

The Wind Wandering Monk shrugged his shoulders and walked out of the cabin with Wang Dashi, and asked the boatman about the fortune-telling of the ancient tree in the deserted tomb.

This boatman has been on board for more than 30 years, and every day his parents have been short and hearsay, and his ears have been pierced. He heard this, nodded and said, "Many people have legends about the Ancient Tomb Tree, and I heard that it is very strange there, and it can predict the future. Hehe, but we haven't been there in person, we just heard about it, so don't believe it!" The boatman looked at the two of them: "Don't go to visit the two of you if you die early!"

"Why?" Wang Dashi and Feng Yousheng asked at the same time.

Then the boatman said: "Hey, Longhu Mountain is towering, the terrain is complicated, the beasts in the mountains are vicious, and there are dangers everywhere, and it is said that the algorithm of the ancient people in the deserted tomb is very accurate, and the hexagram occupies how many years of life is how old it is. There are many fortune tellers, and gradually the law is summed up, and none of the people who are measured have lived past fifty years old, and after that, some people say that these fortune tellers have fallen under the spell of the strange people in the tomb, and what you count, what will happen to you!"

Wang Dashi was a little scared, so he persuaded the wind wandering monk not to go.

Feng Yousheng was unwilling, thinking that this was a rumor, and scolded when he opened his mouth: "Fucking hippie, who made up these rumors!"

The boatman blushed, shook his skew, and said: "Life divination is nothing more than the search for peace, health, longevity, power, and marriage! Peace is not necessarily powerful, and longevity is not necessarily healthy, if life can be occupied everywhere, why do you want to be a fairy?"

These words aroused Wang Dashi's interest and asked, "What should I do?"

The boatman said: "Don't look at me as a boat-bearer, but I am a little tired, and I don't climb the rich and powerful, and I have been free from illness and disaster for most of my life, but I am harmonious and self-sufficient." People, you can't ask for everything, and like the wild dog that is happy, eating meat buns, thinking about meat and bones, taking care of running the nest but still smelling the cat's buttocks, from time to time also playing with rats, greedy and insufficient, lost, inattentive, nosy, laborious, and may not be reconciled in the end. What is hateful and lamentable, until the old and withered bones, does he feel that this life has been wasted in a hurry. Life is not easy, do what you can, not everything—— and see me steer this ship, within my ability, this ship is steady, if I can't do it, this ship will not be able to manage, and endanger the lives of everyone on board. Hey, even if you can do it, you have to look at the sky and the earth to protect against the wind and rain. sighed: "In life, seven points depend on oneself, and three points are providence." The happiness of life is right now, why bother asking for hexagrams, do more!"

Wang Dashi benefited a lot, and felt that although he was a boatman, he had a lot of knowledge, probably because he had read poetry and books, learned Confucianism and Taoism, or even condensed his experience, or even listened to the miscellaneous experiences of the side.

Sure enough, the wind wandering monk was also surprised, but he was not convinced, and said to the boatman: "Hey, you are a boatman, I don't know if the drunken stomach is a bad fart or a water fart, I don't know if the delicacies are coarse feces or thin feces, how is the poor mouth here, and we have slacked off our hearts in the court!"

The boatman stopped chattering, and said: "I'm just gossiping, don't slack off and wait for the ambition of the bird—— fool has sailed the boat for thirty years, and the travelers sitting on the bow of the boat are miscellaneous, and the merchants and pawns, the green forests and wild roads, the idlers, and the elegant and vulgar people...... I have written down all the small talk they have just said, and what I just said is just borrowing from other people's words. ”

Then, the boatman coughed twice and told what had happened in the village.

——The Zhang family in the village began to know about the fate of the deserted tomb, and after hearing about it, they searched for it. After a lot of hard work, I went to the deserted tomb and chatted a hexagram, which was unlucky. The hexagram shows: If you break your leg and arm, your life will not be more than fifty. Zhang lived cautiously, the gate was not out, the backyard was not stepping, he was afraid of choking when eating, he was afraid of exposing his bed when he slept, and after three or five years, he was so anxious that his head was full of gray hair. When Zhang was forty years old, he found that his legs were not broken, his arms were not broken, but his heart was not comfortable. In the days before the New Year, Zhang found a butcher to kill the pig and hang the meat for the New Year, the butcher killed the pig early, put it in the hot water pot to shave the hair, the pig into the hot water bucket, ran out, arched on Zhang's leg, and broke with a click. This is considered the fulfillment of the hexagram, but Zhang is still thinking about his arm, he is sick lying on the couch looking at the beam, muttering that the beam fell off and smashed on his arm, thinking about it day and night, babbling and fiddling, one day the beam finally couldn't stand the toss, fell down and stoned him to death. After his death, people said that this Zhang family had no calamity, but he was running for calamity. ”

Wang Dashi was stunned when he heard this, and he was even more jealous in his heart, thinking that if he couldn't learn martial arts or marry a daughter-in-law after being calculated, and his psychology was shackled, then what should he do?

Seeing this, the wind wandering monk smiled and said to Wang Dashi: "Don't worry about being afraid, you are a stupid person, a fool has his own stupid blessings, you should think of a good hexagram!"

The great river was long, narrow, not very wide, and there was an undercurrent deep under the water, and the boatmen chattered with relish, elegance and vulgarity, and in a short time cut down to the other side.

Wang Dashi and the wind wandering monk got off the boat, and the boatman begged for the hard-earned money.

The wind wandering monk said to the boatman: "But at a moment, an official came over, you can ask him for two more documents!"

The old boatman said, "Who else is coming to take the boat this early morning!" looked back, and sure enough, an official man in an official uniform and holding a scroll was waiting on the shore.

Wang Dashi looked at the person on the other side, it was the person who walked here before getting on the boat, but it was far away at that time, Wang Dashi didn't see it clearly, I am afraid that the wind wandering monk had already discovered this person at that time.

But the boatman was kept in the dark and said in surprise, "How do you know that an official will come later?"

"Hey, how can I tell you clearly, I'm also half an immortal!" said the Wind Wandering Monk.

"In that case, why do you seek out the Ancient Tomb Tree to tell your fortune?" the boatman asked.

The wind wandering monk said: "Hey, you can hear the boatmen talking about heaven and earth, gossiping, but they don't follow the rules, and those who know their fate never calculate for themselves!"

Wang Dashi shook his head: "Hey, there is such a thing!"

The boatman listened to the words of the Wind Wandering Monk, and felt that the Wind Wandering Monk was like a god, and he did not dare to ask for hard money again, so he bowed his fist and said goodbye, swung the oar, and went to the opposite shore to pick up the official.

Seeing him rowing away, the Wind Wandering Monk grinned and turned his face away.

Wang Dashi knew that this boatman was not an ordinary person, and he must be living a chic and comfortable life.