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Approaching noon, Luoyang East City is becoming more and more lively, people come and go, there are many rich and noble people's cars and horses flowing endlessly, and the people sitting in it may be a lady.

At the corner of the busiest street in the East Market, there has been an extra fortune-telling stall in the past few days. At this moment, the inner and outer three floors were full of people, some looking at the excitement and some asking for good luck.

The stall owner is a middle-aged Taoist priest with a jade face like a crown, elegant and handsome, who is squinting his eyes to measure the words of a customer.

The guest wrote the word "ancient" crookedly on the paper, wanting to ask whether his wife had a boy or a girl.

The middle-aged Taoist priest picked up a brush and dipped it in ink, added the word "female" next to the word "ancient", and smiled without saying a word.

The guest suddenly said with a dead face: "What does the immortal chief mean...... It's a girl again this time?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head and said: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed, the poor Dao can only tell you so much, if you go further, you will inevitably lose your longevity." So the mystery hidden between the lines of this word, you have to understand it with your heart. ”

The guest said "oh" as if he didn't understand, picked up the piece of paper with the word "Gu" written on it and put down the ten cents.

A scholar in the back squeezed up and said straight to the point: "Yu has been reading poetry since he was a child, and he has always been disdainful of strange forces and gods. Guess what, Yu has a copper coin in his hand?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced lightly at the scholar's right hand clenched in front of his chest, and said with a slight smile: "Divination is auspicious, little Dao'er, what's the harm of Bo Jun's brilliance?"

The scholar was dumbfounded, and slowly spread out his palm, holding no more or no less in his palm.

The crowd thundered with joy and applause. The scholar looked embarrassed and said, "I still don't believe it!" If the immortal chief can guess that there are a few children under the knees of the contemptible person, I will obey you!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled: "What's so difficult about this, the face of the poor Taoist prince should be in groups of three or five." ”

The scholar shook his head proudly and said, "This time the immortal chief guessed wrong, the children under my knees are neither three nor five, but just four-"

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face did not change, and he said with a smile: "Oh, is it?"

An old man in the crowd scolded: "What do you mean to be in a group of three or five, and aren't there only four of them? Even I, an illiterate countryman, know, fool!"

The scholar's smug smile froze suddenly, and he muttered: "Between groups of three or five, between groups of three or five, between groups of three or five, ......" He put down the twenty copper coins and bowed deeply: "The kid has been taught." ”

Suddenly hearing the guest outside the crowd who had measured the word before, he jumped to his feet and shouted excitedly: "Immortal Chief, give birth to life, it is really a ...... with a handle." I figured out what you just meant, the word 'ancient' doesn't have a woman, of course it's a man!"

The pot exploded inside and outside the field, and everyone rushed to squeeze forward, asking this genius physiognomy who knew five hundred years before and five hundred years after five hundred years to tell his own fate.

Suddenly, a young man in Tsing Yi burst out of the crowd and shouted: "Let me come first!" squeezed everyone away and sat down, raised his hand and slapped a piece of silver with white flowers on the table and said: "What kind of face and palm reading is a small skill of carving insects, if you have the ability, look at Lao Tzu's feet." ”

Ignoring the angry eyes around him, he took off his shoes and socks with a big smile and put one bare foot on the table.

The middle-aged Taoist priest hurriedly covered his nose, shook the goose feather fan desperately, and said with difficulty breathing: "Little brother's foot arrogance is red and purple, and if there is no one around, I am the only one." This one...... Spending only a silver ingot to look at the foot is an insult to it. ”

The little guy in Tsing Yi was surprised to find that the middle-aged Taoist priest was right, when he showed this arrogant red and purple foot at once, there was really no one around. All the spectators withdrew three feet away, holding their noses and holding their breath.

He was in a good mood and asked with a smile, "How much silver do you think is worth for my foot?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest covered his nose with one hand, shook his slap with the other and said, "Fifty taels ......"

The little guy in Tsing Yi said angrily: "It costs fifty taels to tell a fortune, why don't you go and rob the money bank?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest sighed: "If the poor Taoist has the ability to rob the money bank, why is he still setting up a stall here to tell fortunes?"

The young man in Tsing Yi took out the silver ingot and put it on the table, and said, "Twenty taels, Lao Tzu's feet are worth so much." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest slowly put the silver in his pocket and reluctantly said, "Little brother, sincerity is spiritual." ”

"Pull it down, Qian Duo is smart. The young man in Tsing Yi stretched his feet under the nose of the middle-aged Taoist priest, raised the soles of his feet and said: "Look carefully, dare to talk nonsense, the twenty taels of silver, Lao Tzu will take it back with interest." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest frowned and twisted his nose, and the goose feather fan fanned wildly, and asked, "What does the little brother want to count?"

——Want to make an incision with Lao Tzu? The little guy in Tsing Yi smiled secretly, shook his feet and said, "Whatever." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest was stunned, and slowly took out a handful of golden needles from his cuffs and said, "Then let me take a look at the pulse of the little brother first." ”

"Bullnose, you dare to play with me?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest said calmly: "Little brother doesn't know anything, poor Dao has a golden needle of plague in his hand, asking the heavens and the earth to ask the ghosts and gods, and the needle is destined to try and be cool......"

"It's your mother's needle, right? It's not that complicated, I just want to calculate the good fortune for the next three days. ”

"It's only three days?" the middle-aged Taoist priest paused with a full needle in his hand, and said, "How can you show the skills of the poor Dao, it's better to count it for three or five more years." ”

The little guy in Tsing Yi looked at the hedgehog-like hand, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "Three days, just three days!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest said helplessly: "Okay, you put your feet in front of me." ”

The little guy in Tsing Yi breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Immortal Chief, kill chickens with a cattle slaughtering knife, I only count my life for three days, you better put away the needle in your hand that asks the heavens and the earth and asks the ghosts and gods first." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest put away the golden needle, and the little man in Tsing Yi stretched his foot over again, but he didn't dare to get under his nose again. The middle-aged Taoist priest stared at it for a moment and let out a long breath.

The little guy in Tsing Yi said nervously: "What, there is something wrong with my feet?"

"It's not that there's something wrong with your feet, it's that there's something wrong with your life. The middle-aged Taoist priest reversed the goose feather fan, pointed to the soles of the feet of the young man in Tsing Yi with the handle of the fan, and said: "You see that the whole foot is now shrouded in a cloud of black gas, and the original color is gone, which is a great ominous sign." ”

The little guy in Tsing Yi glanced at the soles of his feet and said, "Immortal Chief, that seems to be a ball of mud, right?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest coughed dryly, poked the soles of the feet of the young man in Tsing Yi hard, and said angrily: "The world only knows the appearance of the fur, but how do you know the subtleties of it?

The little guy in Tsing Yi broke out in a cold sweat in pain, and gasped: "Immortal Chief, can you not poke me hard with the handle of the fan?" Look, Lao Tzu's feet and hearts are red. ”

"Shut up, do you still want to look at your face?" The middle-aged Taoist priest was annoyed and angry, and pointed to the little man in Tsing Yi and said: "Don't be hippie and smiling, don't hang your child, you have been a life and death barrier in the past three days, and there are nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties!"

The little guy in Tsing Yi was stunned and said: "It's so difficult, why don't I give you a little more silver, and let's recalculate it?"

"From tonight onwards, you have to be careful, there will be nine calamities and eighteen calamities every day, and you will die for three days in a row. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest said solemnly: "You will be suffocated to death by pillows when you sleep, mosquitoes will bite you to death if you fan, you will slip and fall to death when you get out of bed when you get dressed, you will drown when you wash your face, you will choke to death if you rinse your mouth, you will be strangled to death when you eat, you will be smoked to death if you go out, you will be burned to death when you take a bath, you will be killed by falling tiles when you walk on the street, you will be drenched to death when it rains, and you will be killed by thunder...... Standing under a tree, the tree will fall, staying in the house will collapse, sitting in the car will over—"

The little guy in Tsing Yi was terrified when he heard it, and this kind of vicious incision that cut off children and grandchildren could only be imagined by Niu Bi. He cursed in his heart, but he still pretended to be shocked when he heard it, and said, "Then I might as well kill myself." ”

"This is the destiny of heaven, how can you avoid it?" The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head disapprovingly and said: "If you hang yourself, the rope will break, if you jump into the river, the river will dry up; if you take poison, the poison will be fake; if you kill yourself, the blade will break; if you hit the wall, the wall will collapse; if you ......"

The little girl in Tsing Yi cried and said with a sad face: "Immortal Chief, you must save me!"

"It's difficult, it's difficult, it's difficult!" The middle-aged Taoist priest sighed: "Don't say it's you, even the people around you, regardless of men, women, children, and relatives, whether they are distant or close, there will definitely be a catastrophe within three days......"

As soon as he said this, the area around the fortune-telling stall, which was crowded with people a moment ago, suddenly became extremely open and empty, and all of them were gone.

The little guy in Tsing Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Five hundred taels!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest sneered and said, "The poor Taoist is a person who has turned into an outsider, how can he bend his waist for five hundred taels!?"

The young man in Tsing Yi saw a blazing flame in his eyes, and took out a silver ticket of five thousand taels from his pocket.

The middle-aged Taoist swept his eyes lightly and sighed: "I am covered in copper smell, why do you bother me to practice?"

"Pretend, pretend not to kill you!" The little girl in Tsing Yi blinked, and the silver ticket on the table was gone.

The middle-aged Taoist priest got up and closed the stall and said, "That's it, the merit of saving a life is immeasurable." Poor Dao desperately lost ten years of longevity, and resolved this catastrophe for the little brother. Lead the way, and find a secluded and uninhabited place, so that the poor road can be used to ward off the disaster. ”

The little guy in Tsing Yi sat still and said hatefully: "Wait, it seems that you still missed a word." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you say a word, just don't say it." ”

The little guy in Tsing Yi said with a dark face: "If you don't say it, how can I pick it up?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said, "You promise not to be angry when I say it?"

The young man in Tsing Yi shook his head, and the middle-aged Taoist priest asked again: "Swear not to beat anyone?"

The young man in Tsing Yi continued to shake his head affirmatively, and the middle-aged Taoist priest said cautiously: "Then I said it...... Ouch, Poor Dao has been sitting for too long and his legs are numb and I can't get up, please help me. ”

The little guy in Tsing Yi reached out with a bright smile, grabbed the arm of the middle-aged Taoist priest, and his five fingers were like broken gold and cracked stones, the bigger the strength, the happier his smile became, and said, "Immortal Chief, I will help you all the way." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head all over, and said with a face like gold paper: "Boy, you ...... I just promised me not to beat anyone. ”

The little guy in Tsing Yi said leisurely: "Immortal Chief, what I just shook my head meant...... Fuck you!"