On the bluestone street of Big Turtle Town, two teenagers are slowly walking side by side towards the town. The shorter boy was a little swarthy and carried a shriveled bag. The taller boy looked pale in comparison, with a clean rag on his shoulder.

It was Mo Shiping and the shopkeeper Li Facai.

Li Facai, who has always been talkative, rarely did not say anything, and Mo Shiping was even more so, and the two walked all the way in silence.

The parting between the teenagers is always silent, maybe they will be reluctant, but they will not open their mouths to stay, but they will calmly say something like "the sea is wide and the fish jumps", "virtue is not lonely, there must be neighbors" and other expectations, and then wave goodbye generously, even if there will be some sadness in the heart, but still try to maintain a light and calm appearance, because at this moment, it also makes friends worry that it is not beautiful.

As I walked, the old willows at the head of the town were already clearly visible.

Li Facai stopped, and suddenly said with a smile: "Hey, let's go to the fortune teller to calculate a hexagram, I heard that he often shakes out auspicious lots, let's ask for a lottery." ”

Mo Shiping was a little surprised, and in his impression, Li Facai never believed in these cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, but often said that they were all swaggering methods.

Mo Shiping shook his head and said, "Believe in these illusory things. ”

Li Facai patted the young man's head, raised his index finger, and made a silent gesture: "Shhhh ”

After that, he did not allow the young man to object, and led the young man to the old blind man who set up a fortune telling stall in the town.

As soon as the two of them walked to the front of the stall, before they sat down, the old blind fortune teller noticed it, stretched out his palm, and said happily: "Good marriage, career prospects, good fortune and misfortune, numerology patterns are all ten cents, pay first and then calculate, no credit." ”

Mo Shiping shook his head, wanting to stop, it was too expensive.

But Li Facai on the side didn't say a word, took out ten cents from his arms, put it in the palm of the old blind man's hand, and said: "I want to ask the old gentleman to draw a lot to help my brother see if this trip is smooth?"

The old blind man took the copper plate with his left hand, and handed over a sign holder with his right hand, and said, "Then shake the lot, the old man's sign is a well-known miracle." ”

Mo Shiping was a little helpless, in fact, he didn't want to shake the lot, because he knew in his heart about this trip to seek immortals, and most of it was quite dangerous. However, since he had already paid 10 cents, it would be a waste of Li Facai's good intentions not to shake it. So, Mo Shiping had no choice but to gently shake the bamboo stick.

"Smack. A bamboo stick fell from the bamboo tube and fell on the table.

The old blind man stretched out his hand and twisted the stick, just like that, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good. There are a total of 60 signatures in this lottery holder, of which they have naturally moved their hands and feet, a total of 10 on the sign, 20 on the sign, 10 on the top, 10 on the lot, 6 on the bottom, three under the sign, and one under the sign. Therefore, no matter who asks for the lottery, the probability of winning the lottery and signing is very high, and the reputation is naturally good, otherwise he can't sell it for ten yuan.

The old blind man sighed in his heart, this kid's luck was also bad, and he just won the only one.

Mo Shiping naturally saw the signing, but he was already prepared in his heart, so he didn't feel anything.

But when Li Facai, who was beside him, saw the red letters engraved on the bamboo sticks, his expression suddenly became ugly.

I saw the old blind man stroke his beard, twisted the sign with two fingers, and said unhurriedly: "This son's trip is probably more than lucky." ”

When Li Facai heard this, his face was gloomy, and he finally couldn't help it: "Old blind man, don't talk nonsense, this lottery doesn't count, just draw a lot." ”

The old blind man shook his head and said, "The first accusation, repeated blasphemy, blasphemy, and no accusation." ”

Li Facai was only roughly literate, so naturally he couldn't understand the old blind man's words, but he could still see that the old blind man was not willing to let him draw lots again.

Li Facai's face became more and more ugly, he originally came to ask for a sign to ask for a lottery for Mo Shiping, but he didn't expect it to be self-defeating and become what he is now.

Seeing this, Mo Shiping gently patted him on the shoulder, but comforted: "It's okay, this is a good thing, since I knew the danger of this trip in advance, I can be careful early." ”

After that, Mo Shiping greeted the old blind man with a fist and said, "I still want to thank the old gentleman for this sign." ”

Li Facai's expression improved a little at this time, he snorted coldly, pulled Mo Shiping and turned around and wanted to leave, this unfortunate fortune-telling stall, he didn't want to stay longer for a moment.

"Please also ask Childe to stay. ”

The old blind man took out a turtle shell from his arms, and then said: "Since it is under the lottery of the old decay, the Tao can be regarded as an alternative fate, and the old decay naturally has the obligation to help the son seek good fortune and avoid evil." ”

Li Facai stopped, hesitated, and pulled Mo Shiping back to the fortune-telling booth.

Li Facai glanced at the old blind man and said in a deep voice: "Don't deceive us, otherwise I will definitely smash your fortune-telling stall." ”

The old blind man shook his head: "The character of the object is then known, and the meaning is then known." Ordinary people who know only half of it naturally do not believe it. ”

Li Facai was a little speechless to refute, because he couldn't understand what the old blind man was saying at all.

The old blind man took out a copper coin, put it into the turtle shell from the bottom up, shook it gently, and then the copper coin fell into the gossip diagram on the table.

The old blind man stretched out his hand and touched the direction of the copper coin, his heart was settled, and he said slowly: "Fall to the southeast, this is the Xun hexagram, Xun is the wind, and the Xun, you should obey it." ”

Li Facai scratched his head, puzzled: "What do you mean?"

The old blind man didn't say much, but stretched out his right hand and gently made a gesture of rubbing the money.

This Li Facai understood, and he immediately took out ten cents from his arms and put it in the palm of the old man's hand.

Mo Shiping looked at it from the side, when did Li Facai, who is famous for picking doors, be so generous?

Mo Shiping was about to stretch out his hand to stop him, but Li Facai shook his head with a serious expression, looked at the old blind man, and said politely: "Please also solve your doubts." ”

The old blind man quickly put the copper plate into his arms, and then continued: "The hexagram says, a lonely boat falls on the beach, there is a penny and no water to advance and retreat, when the heavy rain overflows, there is no need to bother to go back and forth. That is to say, this son can go to the southeast, although he will encounter difficulties, but as long as he grasps it properly and understands the meaning of humility and obedience contained in this Xun character, he can turn danger into relief and have a safe journey. ”

Li Facai nodded, pondered for a while, and whispered to Mo Shiping beside him: "What this fortune teller old man said is not unreasonable, I heard the three fat sheep in the inn before, no, those three nobles have said that there is a small mountain gate in Qingluo Town in the southeast that cultivates immortals and will recruit disciples from the bottom of the mountain recently, maybe the fortune teller old man is alluding to there." ”

Mo Shiping smiled bitterly, it stands to reason that the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear. This Li Facai and him are exactly the opposite.

However, this Li Facai said that there is a small mountain gate in the southeast that cultivates immortals to recruit disciples, and Mo Shiping remembered it in his heart.

Before leaving, Li Facai quietly left ten more copper coins on the table to show his unscrupulous apology and gratitude to the old blind man for helping Mo Shiping to avoid evil.

Mo Shiping naturally knew, but he didn't stop Li Facai, it was worth it to have such a brother.

Sending you a thousand miles must finally say goodbye, and the two teenagers finally came to the town.

Li Facai was the first to stop, raised his hand and gently rubbed the hair of the somewhat dark young man beside him, and said, "It's here." When you go out, you have to be careful about everything, the first bird knows no, and don't be reluctant to spend money, spend it when you need to, the money in the money bag I gave you is not allowed to come back if it is not used up. By the way, when you get to Qingluo Town, you have to write to me to report your safety, you know? If you can really enter the door of cultivation, it will be the best, if you can't enter, we will come back, there is no need to feel ashamed. Also, remember..."

Mo Shiping looked at Li Facai, who was thinking about it non-stop, like the women who heard gossip during morning tea in the town.

The swarthy boy couldn't help but laugh, but he laughed and laughed, and even the tears in the corners of his eyes laughed.

Mo Shiping stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, but when he looked up, he found that Li Facai, who had unconsciously stopped his broken thoughts, had red eyes.

"This wind is also a little stronger. Li Facai rubbed his eyes.

"Where is the wind, but now there is no wind at all, you see, the willow branches next to it have not moved. Mo Shiping smiled happily again and said deliberately.

Li Facai, who was uncovered, turned red, hammered the young man's shoulder with his fist, pretended to be annoyed and angry, and said: "Stinky boy, go and go, hurry up." ”

"Okay. Mo Shiping tightened his bags and hit the road.

After walking dozens of steps, Mo Shiping took out a money bag from his arms, took a penny of silver from it, and then threw the money bag high to the young man who was still standing under the willows.

This time, Mo Shiping, who has never liked to joke, made an unprecedented joke: "Hey, wouldn't it be good to let the future immortal owe you a bag of silver?

Li Facai took the money bag and was about to refuse, but when he looked up, he found that the successful young man pulled up his legs and ran, as if he owed a lot of debt, and disappeared as soon as he slipped away.

Li Facai, who was standing under the willows, rubbed his eyes and scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy." That's it, you must come back safely, immortal, Mo Shiping. ”

A long, long time later, Mo Shiping was once asked such a question, what was the happiest thing when he was young?

Mo Shiping, who was no longer a teenager at that time, wore a green shirt and a sword, which had a bit of the taste of a ranger in a novel. I saw that he thought for a moment, and then replied with a smile: "I owe a man a penny, and I forgot to pay it back." The strange thing is that he was obviously talking about the happiest thing, but halfway through the words, his eyes turned red.

"It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to pay it back. ”

Next to the fortune-telling booth, the old blind man pocketed the ten extra copper coins that the young man had quietly left.

The old blind man said to himself: "Fortunately, the old man has already prepared a speech, just in case someone can really win the lottery." Fortunately, the old man's money stunt is not unfamiliar, otherwise it would be embarrassing. ”

The old blind man touched the slight money bag in his bosom, and thought that he would have to drink more rough wine tonight, and add two more side dishes.

A few days ago, there was an old man who seemed to come from other places to tell his fortune, listening to the tone of his speech, like an old Confucian who had read the books of sages all his life. The old man won the lottery and generously rewarded him with a penny of silver. In his later conversation with the old man, he learned that the old man came from Qingluo Town in the southeast, where he did some business and made a lot of money. According to the old man, the current Qingluo Town is a prosperous and good place.

"Young man, the old man didn't fool you, go to the southeast, Qingluo Town will be profitable. ”

The old blind man touched the stick, and considered whether to remove it from the lottery holder altogether. But in the end, I stuffed it back, and today because of this one, I signed it again, and I earned an extra twenty copper coins.

The old blind man was just a fortune teller who was halfway home, and he lost his eye because of an accident, so he naturally had to become a fortune teller in order to make a living. So the old blind man didn't think that the boy's draw in his fortune-telling booth would be fulfilled, but he only felt that the young man's luck was not very good, or that his luck was too good, but he let him draw the lot.

On the mountainside of the Big Turtle Mountain, there stood three old men and a handsome middle-aged man who was unconscious on the ground.

The old Confucian sighed, looked at the short but imposing old man beside him, and said helplessly: "I said Lao Wangba, after all these years, your temper is not restrained, what are you still doing so hot." As the saying goes, the thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, I think it's a hanging, if I had your temper, I would have been angry with myself. ”

The short old man snorted coldly and shouted: "You are only the eighth king, your ancestors are all the eighth kings, and Lao Tzu is a dragon turtle with pure blood! Besides, I wanted to slap your disciple to death with that fiery temper at the beginning, anyway, he only learned a little bit from you, so it didn't make much use. ”

The grandfather on the side squinted his eyes and watched happily, and even wished that the two of them would quarrel, anyway, every time they quarreled until the end, the short old man was red-faced, and he only hated not having two more mouths. And the old Confucian is breezy and calm, but every time he picks up a sentence, he can get to the point, and the short old man's teeth itch.

The true meaning of quarrels is always that the one who speaks first suffers, and the one who closes up later wins.

The old Confucian shook his head helplessly, this short old man who claimed to be a dragon turtle was one of the few who dared to quarrel with him, and he felt a little embarrassed when he didn't quarrel.

At this time, the eldest grandfather suddenly spoke: "I have already sent a message to inform Huo Wazi that his junior brother has come down the mountain." ”

The old Confucian rubbed his hands and said with some expectation: "Huo Wazi and his personality are incompatible, one grinds and chirps to be reasonable, and the other is the biggest, I really don't know what will happen to the two of them in the future, will they be happy to call each other brothers? Or simply don't fight and don't know each other?"

Somewhere in the Dongsheng Divine Continent, which claimed to be the head of the four domains of the South, South, West, and Northwest, a red-haired man reached out and took the jade slip that flew towards him.

"Oh, the little brother has escaped from the old man's clutches. ”