Mao Gongluo and the old Taoist priest came to Lai Bu's hexagram stall, looked at them for a moment, and then asked, "This old gentleman is very raw, isn't he a local?"

Lai Bu glanced up and replied: "The old man Lai Bu, known as 'Xiao Buyi', is a descendant of Lai Buyi, the master of Feng Shui in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Mao Gong smiled slightly: "Lai Buyi's descendants, the words of the rivers and lakes are exaggerated, and they may not have real talents." ”

Lai Bu snorted and said: "The ancestor was the national teacher of the Huizong Dynasty of the Northern Song Dynasty, and was later framed by Qin Hui and lived among the people. ”

"Oh, it's not a small tone," Mao Gongluo asked him twice, "What are you best at?"

Lai Bu replied conceitedly: "The plum blossoms are easy to count, the Mai is beautiful, and the blue birds are all fine." ”

"Okay, you can show me the picture below. Mao Gong smiled slightly.

"The Shu people are eye-to-eye, the Min people are bone-like, the Song people are mouthful, the Gan people are sexual, the Hu people are nose-to-nose, and the accent of Mr. is a Dian person, and he can be the same as the Shu people. The old man thought that Mr. had good eyebrows, a tail brushing Tiancang, and he was smart and clever, but the snake's eyes and white veil were too exposed, and he had an uneven hairline, so he was afraid of being punished. Raib said slowly.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. The old Taoist priest was furious.

Mao Gong didn't squeak slightly, and then said: "Let's see how your plum blossom is easy to count divination." ”

"After seeing the face, pay a tael of silver first. Raib held out his hand.

Mao Gong silently took out a tael of silver and threw it on the spreadsheet, and Lai Bu quickly picked it up and put it in his arms.

"What does the gentleman ask? Parents, children, future, or illness and scourge lawsuits?"

"Even if you are a descendant of Lai Buyi, can't you see this?" Mao Gong remained slightly unmoved.

Lai Bu pinched his fingers and muttered in his mouth: "Mr. just said two sentences, the first sentence is seven words for Gen, the last sentence is eight words for Kun, the upper and lower Kun, is for the 'mountain peeling' hexagram, you are two people come to ask for divination, so the two of them moved, and the hexagram said, 'Stripping the bed to argue, contempt, chastity.'" 'The yin and yin positions do not correspond to the five yin, and they are not auspicious. ”

"What do you mean?"

The identification mark of ** has fallen off, and there must be risks in persevering, and the old man has already understood what the gentleman is asking in his heart, and it must be a disaster. ”

Mao Gong was silent for a long time when he heard this, and said calmly: "Since you have calculated it, can you know the time when the disaster occurred?"

"Hexagram number fifteen, the two of you stand and ask for divination, the number is halved, and Mr. will be imprisoned in the future after seven or eight days. ”

Mao Gong took out a big silver ingot, which weighed about five taels, and asked, "Is there a solution?"

Raib pretended to pinch his fingers and count, and stopped talking: "There is no solution, unless"

"Unless what?" asked Mao Gong in a hurry.

"Only by re-intersecting the yin and yang house can we find a way to solve it. ”

The old Taoist priest next to him was anxious and said: "Mao Gong, he is leading you step by step to defraud you of money, there are many such people in the rivers and lakes." ”

"Curse man, don't be impatient, I know it in my heart. Mao Gongluo said that he threw down the big silver ingot, and turned around with the old Taoist priest and walked into the gate of the Zhao Mansion.

Mo Yan saw it in the window, and quickly changed his appearance with his mind, turning into a seventy or eighty-year-old old man, and then staggered downstairs to the Lai Bu hexagram stall, and said softly: "This person is Mao Gongluo." ”

Lai Bu was stunned for a moment, then recognized Mo Yan and quietly recounted the situation just now.

"Okay, it seems that this Mao Gong has taken the bait, if you look for the mansion of Xiangzhao's mansion, try to bring me with you. Mo Yan hurriedly admonished.

"Well, you can dress up as an old man. Raib nodded.

Mo Yan returned to the inn room, changed into a gray cloth robe of Raib, and continued to stay at the window and watch.

Not long after, Mao Gongluo walked out of the Zhao Mansion and came to Lai Bu, looked around left and right and hurriedly said, "Mr. Lai, please come to the Zhao Mansion to take a look at the feng shui of the house?"

"Feng Shui is what the old man is best at, but it takes a long time to stay at home, it is getting late, and Lai's father is still waiting in the inn to go to dinner together. Raib pretended to be very embarrassed.

"Your father?" Mao Gong looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes, I'm almost eighty years old this year, and I live in this Fulai Inn behind me. ”

"Okay then, you two can have dinner together in the Zhao Mansion. Mao Gong frowned slightly.

"Please wait a moment, sir, the old man will come down immediately. Raib put away the hexagram stall and turned back to the inn.

"I'll go up with you. Mao Gongluo followed behind Lai Bu, went upstairs and entered the room, and sure enough, he saw an old man with gray hair lying on the **.

"Dad, someone invited us to dinner. Raib narrowed his eyes.

"Ah," Mo Yan pretended to be an old voice, "Is there anything delicious?"

Mao Gong smiled faintly and said, "Yes, the old man should get up and leave quickly." ”

Mo Yan got out of bed tremblingly, Lai Bu helped him downstairs and walked directly to the other side of the street, Mao Gongluo led them to the stone steps, nodded to the two knife-wielding guards inside the door, and then entered the Zhao Mansion.

The courtyard of Zhaofu is deep, except for a few tall osmanthus trees, camellia flowers are planted all over, the flowers are purple and red, competing for beauty, all of them are the best local varieties. Skirting the lotus pool, they came to the antechamber and took their seats, where a servant served tea.

Mao Gong took a sip of tea and asked, "Mr. Lai, Mao has something unclear and still wants to advise." ”

"Please. ”

"It is said that the Yin and Yang houses are all in the daytime, and Mr. Lai often shows people feng shui at night?"

"You don't know this, ordinary feng shui masters do stay together in the early morning and dusk, when it is easier to distinguish qi, and the old man has to observe the different changes in the aura of yin and yang. At noon, the yang is full of yin, and the sub-time is full of yin and yang, and the cycle is repeated, and the mystery of heaven and earth creation is in it. In short, those who are not strong enough can only live in the white house, and there are very few people like the old man. "Lai Bu is a person in the rivers and lakes, and his words are not leaky.

Mao Gongluo nodded: "Mr. Lai is really a master, Mao has been taught." But there is still a little doubt, since he has wandered all over the world as his home, why do he take an eighty-year-old father everywhere?"

Lai Bu smiled faintly: "Dad wants to find a piece of auspicious land for ten thousand years in person, so he has to follow, and the old man has no choice, so he has to take him." ”

"Mr. Lai speaks Gannan dialect, and Lai Buyi of the Northern Song Dynasty is also from Dingnan, Jiangxi, which is reasonable, but this old father of yours has a western Yunnan accent, I don't know what the reason is?"

This Mao Gongluo is careful enough, I'm afraid it's not easy to fool, Mo Mo thought to himself.

"Oh, that's what you say," Reib reacted very quickly, "he's the old man's father-in-law." ”

"Father-in-law?" Mao Gongluo smiled.

"When the old man just made his debut and traveled the rivers and lakes, he was seriously ill and lay in the ancient city of Dali in western Yunnan, thanks to my father-in-law who took me at home, and it took more than half a year for my body to slowly recover. The father-in-law was alone and widowed, and the old man couldn't bear it, so he thought that his father-in-law was taking care of his life. ”

"Hehe," Mao Gongluo smiled and asked the old Taoist priest standing behind him, "Do you have anything to say to the mantra?"

The old Taoist priest couldn't hold back for a long time, and immediately asked: "Mr. Lai, it is the Yang Mansion that invited you to come to the Yang Mansion and not the Yin Mansion. ”

"Dao Chief, this is where the old man is more clever than ordinary charlatans. Raib replied unashamedly.

"Hungry, hungry, why haven't you eaten?" Mo Mian shouted as he interrupted the conversation between them.

"Okay, I'll take you to fill your stomach first. Mao Gong stood up with a slight smile, led them into the inner hall, and entered a stone room along the corridor. There were no windows and no tables or chairs in the house, and a wooden stake stood against the wall, which was stained with blood.

"This is," Lai Bu looked at Mao Gongluo in confusion.

Behind him, two family members pushed and shoved Lai Bu without saying anything, tied him to a wooden stake, and then came to catch Mo Rui.

"No need, this old man doesn't know martial arts, just let him stay on the side honestly. Mao Gongluo commanded.

"Hungry, hungry, why haven't you eaten?" Mo Yan shouted again.

"Shut him up!" Mao Gong said viciously.

"Father-in-law, we were kidnapped by thieves and had no food. Raib smiled bitterly.

"Mr. Lai, let's talk about it now, who are you, and what are your intentions for the Zhao Mansion?" Mao Gongluo had a mocking look on his face.

"What are you talking about? The old man is just wandering the rivers and lakes to read divination and support his family, just to make more money. Raib said aggrievedly.

Mao Gongluo said twice: "Stop acting, Master Li has just been dismissed, you came to the door of Zhao's mansion to set up a stall, and it is a disaster of lawsuits and prisons when you open your mouth, and I don't know where to get a stupid old man as a cover, and you want to sneak into the mansion to snoop, right?"

Lai Bu cried out: "What are you saying, the old man doesn't understand." ”

"It seems that I won't tell the truth if I don't give you some hardship. Mao Gong waved his hand slightly, and the curse man took a leather whip with barbs from Zhuang Ding's hand, and dried blood stains were faintly visible on the whip.

Lai Bu's eyes for help secretly glanced at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan opened his mouth and "ha" out a big real bubble, swaying over and wrapping Lai Bu's whole body.

"Call me. Mao Gongluo commanded.

The whip of the "pop" curser whipped like a storm, and Raib was so frightened that he hurriedly closed his eyes.

Hearing the whip in his ears, but he didn't feel any pain in his body, Lai Bu quietly opened his eyes, and found that the leather whip was bounced back just close to his body, and he couldn't help but feel great joy in his heart, he knew that this must be Mo Ji doing something in secret.

"It turns out that this old guy has a good amulate. The Spell Man exclaimed.

"Oh, it's actually a practitioner, it's hidden, this time it's a nonsense to tell fortunes," Mao Gong said a little smugly, "Curse man, break his body protection." ”

The Spell Man threw down the leather whip in his hand, took out a small bamboo tube from his bosom, and carefully lifted the lid (to be continued). )