In the spring of the twenty-ninth year of Tianchu Chengxin, Daping Village ushered in the annual rainy season.

People who have lived here for generations have long been accustomed to the long rainy season that lasts for a whole month.

The farmers did not worry about it, but enjoyed the leisurely month. Just because after the spring rains, all the crops in the fields grow like they have been magically applied, and the autumn harvest is always fruitful.

It is said that spring rain is as expensive as oil, but Daping Village has never been like this, and some people have suggested that this seems unreasonable, but no one can say why. Over time, the people of Daping Village have become accustomed to this.

In the words of the town's fortune teller, this village is surrounded by mountains on three sides and rivers on the other, and it is a place of great feng shui, which is naturally blessed with unique advantages.

The spring rain is dripping, playing the most primitive music between heaven and earth.

Under the eaves of a Xuanwu liquor store in the town, there was a sigh.

"Hey, this rain is endless, and I'm afraid that this month's monthly money will not be settled. The second child of the wine shop sat on the threshold, boredom shaking a rag.

It is said that the dragon raised its head in February, and everything went well, why did he keep having bad luck at the beginning of spring?

"Don't worry, young man. Oh my god, it will soon be clear. ”

It was a spirited old man who sat under the eaves of the wine shop, and there was a simple stall in front of him, on which the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones were all around. He is a well-known fortune teller in this village, surnamed Ji.

"Really? That's great. ”

As soon as Xiao Er's words came out, he remembered that the shopkeeper often mentioned his face, saying that the old man Ji who was a fortune teller at the door was old, and he was always full of nonsense, and it was the fortune teller who couldn't offend, so he had nothing to do and walked around.

Why did he forget it again? Xiao Er patted his head and stood up and was about to walk back.

The voice of the old man Ji came from behind him: "If you have nothing to do, it is better to calculate a hexagram for this young man of yours today." ”

"No money?"

Xiao Er turned around and asked.

Old man Ji beckoned to him.

Xiao Er thought for a moment, although he believed in the words of his shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper's most common thing to say was that it was stupid not to take advantage of it, and not to suffer a loss if he listened to it, so he sat down and complimented: "Master Ji, I heard what the shopkeeper said, you are the god operator in our town, and you are accurate." Today, you have to do the math for me. ”

"This is natural. ”

Old man Ji has no fixed number of stalls, it all depends on his mood. But every time he was at the door of the wine shop, even if Xiao Er didn't let him tell his fortune, he knew the rules of his stall well, and immediately reported his surname and birthday.

As soon as the words fell, Old Man Ji had already put down the ink pen, leaving a line of words about dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

Xiao Er was full of expectations, but saw Ji Operator grab a handful of peanuts and throw them over.

"Master, I won't eat, you're welcome......"

With a 'snap', Ji Operator knocked on Xiao Er's hand: "The hexagram just started, don't smash it." ”

"Hexagram... Hexagram?"

Xiao Er was dumbfounded, just a few peanuts?

Old man Ji replied and flicked his fingers in a decent manner.

What the shopkeeper said was indeed right, this old man pretending to be a ghost is just a fake trick to fool outsiders. Few people in the town really believed him, otherwise his business wouldn't be so deserted.

However, in line with the running principle of seeing through and not saying anything, Xiao Er maintained the same sitting posture as Ji Operator, staring closely at a few peanuts on the table.

There is a white fat man living in a hemp house and a red tent......

It wasn't until the quantity of peanuts was clear that he heard Old Man Ji laugh and said, "Young man, you are a blessed man, and it will be time soon." ”

Xiao Er came to his senses when he heard this: "Master, tell me quickly, how to operate the method in time?"

"Marry a wife, have children, and make a fortune ......"

This is simply what Xiao Er dreamed of in his heart, and he said happily at the moment: "Master, you see that I have only been a shopkeeper for a year, and I finally saved some silver taels, but it is difficult to buy even acres of fertile land, how can I marry a wife and make a fortune?"

"Well...... old man Ji pulled his mustache and sold the guanzi.

Xiao Er was in a hurry, and hurriedly took out a few copper plates: "Master, you will give the little one some guidance." In the coming days, I will definitely come to thank you!"

Old man Ji swept the copper plate into his sleeve and smiled: "Heavenly machine, you can't say it, you can't say it." ”

"Master, you haven't said anything yet?" Xiao Er was dissatisfied.

Old man Ji picked up the peanuts on the table and threw them into his mouth, chewing them crispy: "Young man, don't worry, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." ”

Xiao Er knew that he couldn't speak, but he was unwilling, so he had to hit from the side: "Master, then do you know how old my lady is this year?"

This time, Old Man Ji replied: "Zhou Zheng, who is as old as you and was born." ”

"Is it like Miss Zhao......zhao?

Old man Ji retracted: "You stinky boy, even my Ji operator's future granddaughter-in-law dares to think about it?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. ”

Xiao Er covered his head and shook his head: "The little one is just envious, envious that your grandson can have such good luck and go to the mountains to pick up a little daughter-in-law." ”

"Hehe, it's not good luck, it's called ability. That kid did this with me. Ji Operator stroked his beard and was proud.

Xiao Er also smiled with him on his face, but his heart was sour.

As Old Man Ji said, their grandparents and grandchildren don't know what blessings they have accumulated in their previous lives, and they always have good things.

Ji operator won't talk about it, the master who can pick up money when he goes out.

Let's just say that his grandson looks no more than a little white face, but he became a teacher in Daping Village at a young age, and the girls in the town are lining up to marry him. A few years ago, he went into the mountains and stepped on the snow, and he was able to pick up a beautiful little daughter-in-law.

It's true, I envy him!

Half a day later, the little two were angry.

This old man's mouth was really opened—bloody! He was still dreaming of soaring, and he was fired by the shopkeeper because of the bleak business in the store.

Xiao Er wanted to settle accounts with Old Man Ji, but saw that the stall outside the door was already empty, leaving only a plate of peanut skin.

This bad old man, very bad!

......

The Cangwu Mountains are lush and unfathomable, and it is easy to get lost when walking in them, and the people of Daping Village never set foot in the mountains.

"Master, you're finally awake!"

Huang Laodao opened his eyes and looked at the junior disciple worriedly.

"Qingmu, this is ......" Huang Laodao looked around and found him leaning under a huge tree.

"Master, the disciple doesn't know. At that time, the situation was critical, and he was almost found by that evil cultivator, but fortunately, the divine talisman you gave came in handy, but this forest is very big, and the disciple has no magic weapons...... "The little disciple spread his hands, and he really didn't know how to get out.

Lao Dao took out a compass from the storage bag and carefully identified it before saying, "That evil cultivator was also seriously injured, and I am afraid that I will not dare to chase after the teacher." Let's continue east. ”