In the early morning, the sun rises.

This night, Wang Guo slept very sweetly.

So much so that in the morning, when he was woken up by the crowing of a rooster outside the window, he was stunned for a while before he gradually came back to his senses, and once he regained his full consciousness and remembered what happened yesterday, he couldn't help but have a happy smile on his face - it was a smile purely for himself.

He hadn't slept that comfortably in months.

"Sure enough, this is the path of immortals!"

He sighed with emotion, sighed in a low voice, and rolled over.

Recently, the weather is too hot, Wang Guo is a person who has never been shirtless since he can remember, even in the hottest weather, he will definitely sleep in his middle clothes, but he admires nature and nature, so he is never willing to find a way to cool himself down with spells, so he has to let the sweat unconsciously soak the middle clothes in his sleep.

Every day his old servant would fill his bathtub with water, and at this moment he turned over and got up, he came to the large bathtub in the corner of the bedroom, took off his middle coat, went down naked, and soaked comfortably in the cold bath, then got up and wiped clean, found a new set of middle clothes to change into, and put on a layer of the popular outer gauze dress, carefully arranged his clothes in front of the mirror, re-combed his hair bun, and put on a turban to make sure that even his hair was not messy, and then he opened the door with a smile and came to the courtyard.

According to the information registered in the government, he once had a wife, but he had died of illness six years ago, and he did not continue to do so, and he had no children or daughters, but he had an old servant who had taken care of him for many years.

At this moment, the old servant had been up for a long time, and when he heard the movement of the hall opening, he came out of the kitchen and said with a smile: "Young master, the meal will be ready soon, you can wait for a while." ”

Wang Guo said kindly: "Uncle Zhao, who is not in a hurry, I will water the flowers first." ”

So the old servant Uncle Zhao went back to the kitchen, while Wang Guo walked to the water tank in the center of the courtyard, picked up the water scoop, and began to patiently water one of the verdant flowers and trees planted in the courtyard.

He likes flowers and trees, and he has loved them since he was a child, so as long as he lives, he will be planted with all kinds of flowers and trees. He did everything with others, planting, pruning, watering, and fertilizing, and he always did it himself.

When it was June, it was the hottest time of the year, but it was also the time when the flowers and trees were the most luxuriant, and at this time, the small yard where he lived was planted with about twenty or thirty kinds of flowers and trees, and the plants were all upright.

The green is from emerald green to dark green, and the red is from pink to crimson.

He just poured a scoop of water into it, and poured it over one scoop after another.

While watering, he didn't even forget to look at the gaps between the flowers and trees, observe their lighting, and calculate the focus and proportion of the next pruning.

When he waters the flowers, his movements are leisurely and his attitude is calm and self-sufficient.

It seems to be completely immersed in such a simple thing, and enjoy it.

When the old servant Uncle Zhao made breakfast, took it out of the pot, and set it up for him on the dining table in the hall, it happened that he had basically finished watering the flowers and trees in the courtyard.

So he scooped up water, washed his hands, and ate breakfast.

Next, when he went out, in addition to being responsible for going out to buy and preparing the evening meal, Uncle Zhao, a very important task was to fill the water tank in the courtyard and the bath bucket in the room.

Uncle Zhao is an old servant for many years, and he is familiar with his young master's appetite, so the meal is naturally agreeable, but the two do not eat the same case, and when Wang Guo sat down to eat, Uncle Zhao respectfully served a small bowl of celery soup for his young master.

Wang Guo has been a vegetarian for many years and does not eat meat.

Celery, coriander, etc., are ancient herbs, green bamboo shoots and bamboos are knotted, lotus root out of the mud and not stained, etc., morning and evening soup are made of celery, coriander, green bamboo shoots, lotus root and the like.

In addition, courgettes, grapes, etc., are all foreign things, although they have been cultivated in the Central Plains for many years, but he does not use them, thinking that they are barbarian things, not products of the Central Plains.

The utensils in the home are also several, cases, stools, mats, couches and other things from the Central Plains, and the Hu chairs, Hu beds, and Hu stools that have swept the world in recent centuries are not taken.

After finishing the soup, the old servant Uncle Zhao said: "Young master, the fish raised in the tank jumped out and died by itself a few days ago, and now the tank has been empty for many days, look, do you want to buy two more and put them in?"

Wang Guo groaned when he heard this.

Uncle Zhao, the old servant, sighed and said: "Other people's homes also raise fish in the tank, I have been to many neighbors' houses, all of them are fat, only our family, always not cooked, buy it will come out of the water and die, alas...... But there are no fish in the tank, and I always feel that something is wrong, so I still have to buy two more, young master, what do you say!"

Wang Guo smiled, put down his chopsticks, and said seriously: "Uncle Zhao, maybe some fish just like to live, and some fish just like to die." It's just a coincidence that the fish we buy prefer to die. Otherwise, you can buy two more, and this time you must pick a smarter one. ”

Uncle Zhao hesitated, "Uh...... Young Master, Fish ...... The ones raised in the tank are nothing more than carp, and you always say to buy the smarter ones, but how can you tell which one is smart and which one is stupid?"

"Hmm. That's a good question. ”

Wang Guo pondered for a moment and said, "Buy the fat ones!" I think that those who can think about it will be smarter, and the fish should be like this. ”

Uncle Zhao hesitated again and said, "Young master, you used to say the same, I always pick some fat ones to buy, but if I buy them, I will die! Will the stupid fish not seek death? Do you want to try two thinner ones this time? You know, our family doesn't eat meat...... Fish is also quite expensive. ”

Wang Guo smiled when he heard this, and said, "It's okay, just choose the fat one, and buy it when you die!"

At this time, Uncle Zhao had no choice but to nod, agreed, and went to the kitchen to eat.

And Wang Guo's side, he ate his breakfast, so as to make sure that there was no grain of rice left in the bowl and the soup was exhausted, so he took out the handkerchief in his pocket and wiped his mouth, and went to the bronze mirror again to correct his clothes and posture, and then took a roll of his own things, said hello to the old servant Uncle Zhao, and went straight to Baoguo Temple.

Along the way, Mo said that there were many acquaintances in the neighbors in the square, even on the street, there were many acquaintances of him, and everyone saw him and greeted him seriously.

As a fortune teller, feng shui gentleman, occasionally also write complaints, his reputation among customers has always been surprisingly good, but also sparse and elegant, kind and modest, usually and benevolent, often there are poor people complaining, can not afford to write a complaint, he directly does not need money to help people write, so in the ordinary people in the city, it is also a generation of strange people and celebrities in the grassroots.

Walking with a smile on the road, when he saw that he was about to arrive at Baoguo Temple, he suddenly moved, couldn't help but turn around and continue south, until he walked to the embankment on the north bank of the Ling River in Dashiqiaofang and stopped.

The square at the entrance of Baoguo Temple is a big market, and his fortune-telling booth has paid the stall fee.

It is said that the holy land of Buddhism, originally a part-time lottery lottery, fortune telling or something, he set up a stall at the door to measure words and fortune tellers to see feng shui, is going to rob business, but the business of Baoguo Temple is too big, there is no shortage of leftovers he grabbed, and even, Baoguo Temple wants to rebuild a house, and he will also look for him to see feng shui first.

The relationship between everyone is friendly and not conflicting.

Today he turned a corner to the south, and came a little late, and the shop where he stored his small strips and fortune-telling banners did not complain, but the boss smiled respectfully and flatteringly: "Xianggong closed the stall too early yesterday, but he missed a lot of business." I've seen several people come here, and they're all asking who is the fortune-teller 'Wang Shenxian'!

When Wang Guo heard this, he moved the table out of the stall and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's that the wealth will not be scattered! If you really look for me, you will definitely come again today!"

So the boss immediately said: "I think it's the same, the name of Xianggong has spread all over Lingzhou, and those people came here to ask Mr. for guidance." ”

Wang Guo smiled and did not answer.

The bars were set up, the banners were erected, and his stall was reopened.

But at this moment, a young man came from the east.

The man seemed to be just wandering around, but suddenly he saw the stalls on this side set up, and he immediately went straight to this side.

Far away, Wang Guo had already noticed this potential customer.

This person is about eighteen or nineteen years old, born more than eight feet tall, with a face like a crown of jade, a dignified appearance, heroic and broad eyebrows, and a bit of the elegant temperament of a scholar is clearly revealed between his actions - just looking at this appearance, Wang Guo can't help but secretly praise it in his heart.

The man came to the stall and asked, "Dare to ask, but 'Wang Shenxian' in person?"

Wang Guo raised his head with a smile and said, "No, Wang Guo, I don't dare to be called a god." The so-called 'Wang Shenxian' is just some false praise. How can you take it seriously?"

The man smiled when he heard this, arched his hand, and immediately sat down on the high stool opposite Wang Guo, and said, "It seems that you have found the right person!"

After he sat down, Wang Guo smiled and said: "The guest's eyebrows are worried, it should be because he is worried about something." I just don't know if I can't make up my mind, or is there no perfect solution?"

The man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and immediately laughed, "Sure enough, it doesn't lose the name of 'immortal'! So, what do you have to advise?"

Wang Guo laughed when he heard this, shook his head, and said: "It's not that the guest can't make up his mind, there is only one way, but it seems that in the face of this tricky matter at the moment, the guest has no perfect plan in his chest, so he is distressed." ”

The man was stunned.

But this time, Wang Guo didn't wait for the other party to answer, and said directly: "Xianggong can measure words and tell fortunes." I don't dare to say that I will show the way for the guests, but it is also good to talk a few words of nonsense and talk about some troubles. It's just that...... The contemptible must speak first: the avenue of heaven and earth is unobserved, unexplored, and those who can do it are extremely humble in front of the avenue of heaven and earth, so they can only give a little vague advice. ”

Speaking of this, he smiled and said: "For example, if a guest loses a cow, the contemptible person can only tell you where the cow is in the approximate direction, but they can't figure out why it got lost and who is in its hands now." Do you understand?"

The man laughed and said, "Good!"

"Then I'll test the word!"

When Wang Guo heard this, he pushed the pen and paper over, studied the ink for a while, and said, "Please write." ”

The man picked up the pen, wrote the word "Jiang", and pushed it back.

When Wang Guo saw this word, his eyes suddenly lit up, his eyebrows flew, and at the same time, a strange expression of admiration appeared on his face, and he exclaimed repeatedly: "Good word! Good word!"

While speaking, he looked at the word intoxicated, and couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised, "I can see from this word that the guest has the appearance of Tengda!

After saying that, he shook his head again, sighed appreciatively, and then raised his head, but said, "But...... The things that the guests have to calculate, but on the contrary, there are some difficulties. In terms of contemptible, nine times out of ten, it is difficult to achieve things. ”

"Oh?

"The 'river' is also the waterway. The water, the ownerless, the vast, the highest, the lowest, the lowest, beyond human control. If the water flows peacefully, then within the waterway, if there is an incident, the water is so great that it can be restrained by a waterway? ”

"Sir, Takami! But ...... Do you have any pointers?"

"Hmm. Wang Guo pondered for a moment, thought hard, then lowered his head, and looked at the word "Jiang" on the paper, suddenly his eyebrows trembled, and some strange expressions appeared on his face.

"If you look closely at the word guest, it actually has a bit of a killing meaning! Hmm......"

He raised his head, looked at Zhou Ang, and asked with a smile: "Could it be that the guest is actually an official?"