Know, know, know!

Jinling City, the ancient capital of thousands of years, is the scorching sun at this time, the dog days are quietly coming, the asphalt road has risen a drum of heat, and there are few pedestrians walking on the hot road. On the tall cypress trees on both sides of the road, countless cicadas are chirping, the sound is crisp and loud, like a shock wave through the dense branches and leaves of the cypress trees, rushing into the distance!

"Male's Gobi, it's hot to death, and it's so happy. Hey! It's like a stove on this day, and you won't let people pass by? Receive an admission letter, and let the sweat get wet as if it was fished out of the river. On the wide sidewalk, a young man was sweating like raindrops, and his clothes were not only completely soaked, but the droplets of water were still dripping on the ground, splashing small splashes and being evaporated by the sun! The young man glanced at the cicadas on the cypress tree with a depressed face, and muttered a curse full of resentment.

"I know astronomy, I know geography, and I can do everything to measure words and looks. There are only three signatures a day, and the officials who have passed by are not to be missed!" the young man was full of resentment, and then the shade of the cypress tree was hiding from the scorching sun, and before he had taken a few steps on the sidewalk, an old voice came to his ears from not far away.

"I know astronomy and geography, who is so?" the young man was stunned when he heard the voice, his hurried footsteps stopped, and he looked at the source of the sound with a curious face.

Under a huge cypress tree at the corner of the sidewalk in front of us, there is a shabby square desk, which is very quaint in style, like an old antique. On it, there is a bright yellow Bagua Taiji diagram, and the corners of the cloth hang down on the waist of the half table. On top of the yellow cloth are several small objects: a worn bamboo tube with dozens of small bamboo sticks inserted inside. A dusty turtle shell and several copper coins scattered around.

Under the Heavenly Master's Mansion, there are exquisite immortals, and there are seven bronzing banners placed diagonally next to the tree. Under the dense shade of the trees, an old man with white beard, wearing a gray and white robe, and a little fairy wind bones, sat on the futon with his arms crooked and floating dust.

"Three trigrams a day, nothing can be counted!"

Lao Dao squinted his eyes, and every time he saw a passer-by passing in front of him on the sidewalk, he would gently wave the dust in his hand and muttered the old words.

"Fortune teller? Damn, what age is this, now that science and technology are so developed, who is still superstitious? He still knows astronomy and geography, and thinks he is the reincarnation of Zhuge Kongming? Hmph! Look at how I expose you, an old god who wants to cheat people out of money!" Seeing that the old man was dressed as an old man, the young man rolled his eyes, his heart was extremely disdainful, his face was full of contempt, and he couldn't wipe the sweat on his head, and immediately raised his feet and strode towards the old road.

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"Hey, fortune tellers? It's really rare these days, I'm going to take a photo and send it to the circle of friends. ”

A young and fashionable couple held each other's arms, the man was handsome, the woman was petite and cute, the two of them were intimate and flirting and just wanted to pass by the stall, the cute little girl saw the old road who was leaning on the big tree and dozing off in the corner of her eyes, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she shook off her boyfriend's hand, ignoring his confused and depressed face, and took out her mobile phone with surprise and excitement on her face.

"Let's go, sweetheart, what's there to shoot for a broken Taoist. There are all kinds of weirdos these years, it is estimated that this old man is either a nerve or a liar, grandstanding, and now people want to be an Internet celebrity and want to go crazy!" The man who was depressed and speechless in his heart had a black face, sneered with disdain, and stretched out his hand to pull the cute little girl.

Click!

The cute girl took a few more photos, and when she saw that her boyfriend had a black face, she spit out her little fragrant tongue with a cute face, and nodded slightly: "Okay, don't shoot, I've already taken enough anyway." He grinned and put away his phone.

"Hey, this little student, it's not right for you to say this, how can I be a liar? Poor Dao has been a liar for countless years, and he already knows the current situation of heaven and earth very well. Only three trigrams are counted every day, and no money is not allowed!" When the cute little girl took a picture with her mobile phone, the old Taoist priest had already woken up, and when she was about to stand up to do business, she heard the young man's words full of disdain, and her face was suddenly full of depression, she rolled her eyes, and justified again and again.

"Nerves!" The young man rolled his eyes and cursed at Lao Dao's words, choosing to directly ignore Lao Dao's instant black face. Turning his head to look at the cute little girl with a loving face, he smiled: "Sweetheart, let's go, don't pay attention to this crazy person!"

"Well, let's go. After taking the photo, the cute little girl who was no longer interested in the old way had a smile on her quirky face, nodded obediently, and the two held hands again, turned around and left with sweetness.

"Hey, don't go, trust me, I'm not a liar or a nerve, I'm really clever!"

watched young men and women flirting and scolding, and left without looking back. The old Taoist priest didn't care about the depression in his heart, and hurriedly shouted at them.

"Hmph, aren't you a nervous liar? It's the 21st century, and science has long since solved those incomprehensible phenomena. You are still pretending to be a ghost here, it can be seen that you have bad intentions!" The young man who had just walked to the stall and had not yet had time to wipe his sweat in a hurry, saw that Lao Dao had been rejected, and he was still unwilling to give up on his plans, so he couldn't help but mock.

"That's not right, I didn't... Huh!" Lao Dao didn't want his business to fail, and was shouting for the young man and woman to turn back, when he suddenly heard the words coming from behind him, and turned around while retorting inertly, he saw a sweaty young man staring at him with disdain, and his eyes suddenly lit up on his careless old face, full of surprise.

Call!

"Uh! I'll rub it, this old man's smile looks weird, it can't be glass, right?" Looking at the old man's mysterious and ambiguous smile, as well as the wrinkles that looked like chrysanthemums together, the young man's heart suddenly chilled, goosebumps all over his body suddenly stood up, and he shivered, and his steady breathing became aggravated.

Tsk!

The young man was suspicious in his heart, the old man stared at the young man with bright eyes, and his rickety body circled around him, and while looking carefully, his mouth made a strange sound, as if he was looking at a rare treasure!

"Damn! It's terrible, this old man must be glass! Or is it a perverted old glass attack! What if I run? If I run, will he chase after me? Well, if I knew that I wouldn't be that hero and be that good man!"

It was just a guess just now, but now it's extremely certain. Looking at the old man's obsessive eyes shining like a hundred-watt light bulb staring at him, the young man had a black line, and his heart seemed to be ten thousand grass cao cao mud horses galloping violently, and he was extremely cold and wanted to die at the same time.