The rivers and lakes are a dojo where dragons and snakes are mixed.

Whether you have the ability or not, you can mix a bite of food on the rivers and lakes.

Sometimes, those who don't have the ability often live better.

This is not a strange thing, if a person does not have the slightest ability, this is a great ability in itself.

This truth is very complicated, it cannot be explained clearly in three or two sentences, only the old rivers and lakes can understand.

The gentleman at the end of the street may have the ability, so he is arrogant, listening to a hexagram for a tael of gold, and there are only three sentences in a hexagram.

Maybe he has no ability, but he just passed by to cheat, sat for three days, said a few tricky words, as long as he could cheat one or two gold, he would be enough to live for a month.

The butcher of Wei asked for a hexagram, and the fortune teller asked him to give the gold first.

Let's not talk about whether Butcher Wei can get a gold or two, he is also a person in the market, where is it so easy to be deceived?

After a few laughs, Butcher Wei patted his fat chest: "You inquire on the streets, when did I, Wei Lao Wu, owe others half a penny? If you calculate accurately, I will give you money by smashing pots and selling iron!"

He said it categorically, but he provoked the fortune teller to chuckle, close his eyes slightly, and say no more.

"It's all about the local business, do you know the rules?"

The fortune teller's ignorance made Wei Lao Wu very faceless, and he slapped the table heavily.

He had already moved, but the fortune teller still ignored him, and he didn't even open his eyes.

"I kicked your stall!"

Wei Lao Wu thought he was afraid, and as soon as he grabbed the stick, he was about to fall to the ground, but his wrist was grabbed.

If you look closely, it was the fortune teller who made his hand, and he bent his three fingers into hooks and held Wei Lao Wu's veins tightly.

Wei Lao Wu's face was suddenly pale, cold sweat flowed, and his thick fist was also weak, and he followed the will of the fortune teller and put the lottery holder back to its original position, impartially.

The fortune teller has a thin face, Wei Lao Wu has a fat body, if these two people break their wrists, no one will bet on the fortune teller to win.

Who would have thought that after a contest, Mr. Hexagram Teller didn't even open his eyes, and Wei Lao Wu had already lost completely.

"I believe this gentleman has real skills. ”

When the situation was a little ugly, a boy in the crowd interjected.

When he first heard his voice, he had already stood in front of the hexagram table, and held a piece of gold in his hand and placed it lightly under the eyes of the fortune teller.

Childe was dressed in a blue robe, with a handsome and elegant face, unfolded a paper fan and gently shook it on his chest.

"This piece of gold weighs more than two taels, and it is a thank you gift for my fifth brother Wei to tell the fortune for my husband. ”

Since someone has made a hexagram, Mr. must calculate it for Wei Lao Wu, and this time there will be a lot of fun.

Mr. put away the gold, didn't say a word of thanks, and said three words directly to Wei Lao Wu.

Your wife is nine-and-a-half months pregnant.

At this time, it is already in labor.

You've got a son.

These three sentences are simple and direct, not like other fortune tellers, who always like to play some mysterious witty words, as if they are quite profound.

He sat behind the table, just glanced at Wei Lao Wu, and he could know that his wife was nine and a half months pregnant, and he knew that she had given birth now, and she knew that it was a baby boy.

This seems a bit too mysterious.

However, it is also easy to distinguish whether it is true or false, since he said that the baby boy has been born, Wei Lao Wu only needs to go home and take a look, and everything will be clear.

got a son, hearing this, Wei Lao Wu was more anxious than anyone else, he stood up and squeezed out of the crowd.

As soon as he squeezed out his head, he heard someone shouting from afar: "Fifth brother, it's a son!"

This person was already out of breath, and when he saw Wei Lao Wu, he immediately grabbed it, didn't care about wiping his sweat, and his face was full of joy: "Fifth brother is a son! Fifth brother is a son!"

"You're the fucking son!"

Although Wei Lao Wu was scolding him, he was ecstatic when he scolded, because Wei Lao Wu understood what he meant, and his wife finally fought for a breath and gave birth to a son.

Wei Lao Wu was overjoyed, shaking his fat belly, and ran home with the messenger.

The people gathered in front of the melon stall secretly praised that this fortune teller is really capable!

The blue-robed boy put away the folding fan, solemnly bowed to Mr., took out a large piece of gold from his sleeve, and respectfully placed it under Mr.

As he was about to sit down, the fortune teller sighed slightly and returned the gold to the blue-robed boy.

"I can't help you with what you ask for, I don't have anything to do with this piece of gold, please go back. ”

Everyone secretly wondered, the fortune teller almost started with Butcher Wei in order to earn a tael of gold, and this piece of gold was enough for ten taels, which had been sent to him, but he didn't want it.

"Could it be that the gentleman refused to say even three words to me?"

"What if you say it? ”

This is actually just three sentences, after listening to it, Childe's eyes were full of sorrow, and he muttered: "I thought everything was fate, but I didn't expect everything to be empty." ”

After saying this sentence that no one could understand, Gongzi looked at the sky and sighed, paused fiercely, and went resolutely.

When Childe was leaving, another piece of gold was placed on the table, which was put down by a man dressed as a fisherman.

He was dressed in a robe, full of fishy smell, sat at the hexagram table with a big face, and sneered: "I don't know that my piece of gold is related to you?"

The gentleman accepted the fisherman's gold and nodded: "This brother, what do you want to ask?"

"I want to ask, what kind of dumb riddle were you playing with that boy just now?"

What the fisherman wants to ask, but also wants to ask for the excitement, everyone really can't guess, the blue-robed boy hasn't asked the hexagram yet, why did the fortune teller return his gold?

The fortune teller nodded and said three more words.

The blue-robed prince is a descendant of the royal family of the previous dynasty.

He wanted to ask me, can I take advantage of this troubled time to restore the country?

He already has the answer in his heart to what he asked, so why should I deceive him about that piece of gold again?

The blue-robed boy is actually a former and descendant?

Everyone gasped suddenly, no wonder the fortune teller refused to take his gold, for fear of getting killed.

If the blue-robed prince is doing a great plan to restore the country, this is a big crime to destroy the nine clans, who dares to have anything to do with him?

After the fisherman said these three sentences, the fortune teller smiled meaningfully: "If you have more desires, you will have more troubles, so why bother yourself? If you can accompany him to the end of your life, it will not be in vain that you are a good retainer." ”

The fisherman glared at the fortune teller fiercely, lowered his hat, squeezed out of the crowd, and left in search of the blue-robed man's whereabouts.

After listening to the conversation between them, everyone was even more shocked, this fisherman was not simple, he turned out to be a retainer of the royal family of the previous dynasty.

If the master can't hear it, the retainers come to ask, and if they ask a hexagram casually, they must also act cautiously, and it is really the style of the big man to do things.

After counting the three hexagrams in a row, those who watched the excitement were convinced, and presumably within two hours, the name of the fairy mouth would spread all over the towns and counties.

Duan Si was also convinced, and she quietly asked Wu Wang: "He is also an earth immortal, do you know him?"

Wu Wang took Duan Si out of the crowd and shook his head gently: "He is not an immortal, he is a little demon who does not enter the stream." ”

Little goblins?

Duan Si was shocked, and he couldn't see it at all.

"Not only is he a demon, but the butcher of Wei, the blue-robed boy and the fisherman are also demons. ”

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