C152 path of calculation

Name:The Strange Memoir Author:
The old man's head was half-lowered, as though he was unable to lift it up. His eyes were desperately slanting upwards, as though he was trying to see my appearance clearly. While maintaining this posture, he gloomily said to me, "Youngster, the old man saw that your Life Palace showed signs of breaking last night, so he specially came here to give you a piece of divination."

"Wait a moment, old mister. Let's just leave it as it is." I took hold of the old man's other hand, which had just been squeezed together, and used brute force to pry his fingers apart.

The old man's hair was disheveled as he squinted at me. His gloomy voice sounded like the howls of a ghost that had just emerged from the underworld. He said, "As long as you travel far away, you will only be able to avoid danger. This is the path of great profit, why does it not count?"

Where there comes a calamity, then there is a calamity. Could it be that one has to live for all of his life, forever relying on divination to survive? I suddenly had the urge to ask the old man this question. After talking to that fairy-like old man from the Green Pine Monastery that day, I suddenly understood a lot of things.

However, I didn't ask about it. That was why my slight frown turned into a joyful smile. I pulled the old man's hand and said, "You're telling my fortune. Do you want to charge me money?" As he spoke, he pulled up his eyelids.

In Zhao QIu's words, my expression was very despicable. It was not just any ordinary expression, it was quite despicable.

The old man was stunned. He looked at me for a long time before he smacked his lips and said, "As long as one is fated to be here, there is no need to collect money."

"Not taking money? "Then let me give the old mister some calculations first. I also have some research on the path of divination, so I might be able to discuss it." I dragged the old man to a table and a chair that was prepared for customers. It was very comfortable sitting on it.

"Oh? Young man, you know the way of divination at such a young age? Then you can do some calculations for the old man to see. " The old man's voice was still cold and uncomfortable.

I looked at him and pretended to pinch my fingers. "This junior is not talented. I predicted that the old mister would soon make a windfall. Today, mister's fortune is going to be great."

"You're not a good boy." The old man waved his hand, and a long, thin stick appeared in his hands. He shook the stick on the ground and said slowly.

I feigned displeasure and looked at the old man. "Do you not believe me?" But you have to believe in my major. I'm a professional. "

Hearing my words, the old man rolled his eyes and said, "Where did the money come from? Is the moneymaker a god or a ghost? "

"Wealth comes from the front. A moneymaker is neither a god nor a ghost, but a human."

I snapped my fingers and reached into my pocket. I took out a stack of hundred-dollar bills. After which, I stuffed it into the old man's pocket.

The old man was stunned. He kept staring at me with the whites of his eyes. After looking at me for a few seconds, he said, "Mister, this junior's path of calculation is pretty good, isn't it? He had already made a divination for himself today. Great fortune and great benefit. He didn't want to trouble you anymore. "Since it's the new year, you should hurry home and eat some dumplings to warm up your body." I patted the old man's thin arm.

"Interesting youngster!" The old man suddenly smiled, but the smile on his face, which seemed somewhat terrifying, caused no warmth to be felt. Instead, it gave off a sinister feeling of being targeted by evil spirits. If you can come back alive, the old man will come look for you again. "

The old man didn't mention anything about the divination. He took the money I gave him, turned around, and left. When he stood up, he threw the thin long rod in his hand and disappeared.

"Si Er!" Seeing the old man walk out of the room and turn the corner, I waved my hand towards Huang Si. "Go and follow that old man and investigate his background."

"Alright!" Huang Si promised and quickly chased after the old man.

"Zheng, is there a problem with this old man?" Huang San asked as he carefully wiped the items on the shelf with a piece of silk. He looked at the door and then at me.

"There might be a little problem, or there might not be a problem with it being just a scam, wouldn't we know when Si Er returns?"

Although I said that to Huang San, in my heart, I was 100% sure that there was something wrong with this old man. There aren't many people who know that I'm leaving China. I can be sure that no news has leaked out, so … Could it be that Fatty's men had spread the word?

After thinking about it, I said to Huang San: "Be careful when I'm not around for a while. By the way, tell the Old Wu to be on guard against anyone from all sides, and to be wary of anyone from behind them. "

"Ah, alright!" Huang San agreed very seriously.

Fan Cunhu returned with Fan Cunlong.

I looked at Fan Cunhu in shock. I only let him walk around Weicheng casually, how could he meet Fan Cunlong? They met on the street, and I told Wu Huai to notify Fan Cunlong to come to Weicheng. When Fan Cunlong heard the news, he immediately dropped what he was doing and ran over.

"Not bad, you have the bearing of a general." Looking at Fan Cunlong, I patted his shoulder and nodded. The cruel underground world had always been the place to temper people. Letting Fan Cunlong train was not wrong.

But now that I was close to him, I could almost smell the scent of blood on his body. Had this dragon, which had been lying in the mountains for a long time, finally started to show signs of its hostility?

"Don't laugh, do you think I'm praising you?" I looked at Fan Cunlong and said, "When you have time, you should visit more temples. Bye Buddha, listen to the Buddhist scriptures, and suppress your temperament!"

Fan Cunlong heard that he was only smiling, and didn't know if he heard it or not. This guy seemed to have become more and more shameless. He no longer had that innocent look when he just came out of the mountains. This society was indeed a place that could transform humans the best.

"Cun Hu, don't laugh too, look at your brother, he is a good role model. Don't try to imitate him, if you want you to turn into him, quickly go back to the mountains!" I waved and tossed two cigarettes.

Xing An had just ordered some things, and it wasn't long before he rushed into the backyard, shouting and shouting. He walked with his toes slightly touching the ground, as if wishing he could be faster but was afraid of colliding with something that shouldn't be.

"Little An, your guts are getting smaller and smaller. If this gets out, you won't get laughed out of your pants by others." I knew he was here to give me a visa or something.

"Alright, Brother Qi Qiao," Xing An said with a bitter face. "This place of yours is really a bit shady for me. If it weren't for the things I brought you, I wouldn't want to come here for the rest of my life."

"You have no future!" I scolded him jokingly, then shouted Huang San.

Huang San jogged all the way in and asked: "Zheng, what's wrong?"

"Go and get the Fetal Jade Pendant." I said to Huang San, who nodded and ran to another storage room in the yard.

Not long later, Huang San carefully took out a jade pendant that was used to help with the red rope. As he walked past Xing An, he carefully bent down and smiled, a natural fear that was similar to a mouse's when it saw a cat.

Xing An grinned and kicked Huang San in the ass, saying, "What do you mean? You want Zheng to take care of me? "Alright, since we're brothers from our families in the future, there's no need for us to be so careful."

"Ai ai ai, good, good." Huang San agreed and then handed the pendant to me. " Zheng, the pendant is here. "

Life Jade, I looked at this jade pendant that was only the size of a thumb joint. Inside, there was a lump of hazy jade heart that had already started to disperse, as if there was a ball of mist within the pendant. It seemed to be moving slowly, but if one looked carefully, they would see that it was not moving at all.

But I knew it must be moving slowly. After dispersing the jade heart, the flower mist had already begun to gather around a fetus. This was a piece of jade pendant that was about to be born and would soon become a womb.

"Hey!" This thing is really strange. " Seeing me expose things to the sky, Xing An looked at the pendant for a while before sincerely admiring it.

I looked at Xing An and smiled. "You want it?" Then I'll give it to you. The fetus inside your body will take shape at ten times faster speed. Moreover, if it is born in your body, then it will be of great benefit to yourself! At the very least, the jade temperature will keep your body stable under certain conditions, so there won't be any symptoms of a cold or fever. "

Xing An's face turned bitter as he said, "Forget it, even if Brother Qi Qiao were to say that he would break the heavens, I will not touch him for the rest of my life. This is too scary!"

As he spoke, Xing An seemed to remember something. He began to wink at me with a smile and said, "Where did this thing come from?" Could it have been taken from a dead person? Tomb Bandage... Tsk tsk … Just thinking about it makes me want to steal a tomb. "

"Maybe it really was taken from a dead person." This necklace was left to me by a man a few years ago. He said that he was in a hurry to raise some money so he left it with me.

But I've been waiting for a few years, and no one has come to redeem this necklace. Naturally, I didn't think that there was anything special about the jade pendant that I threw into the storage room.

His face turned green when he heard me say that the pendant might have been taken from a dead person. Just now, he had almost pressed his face against the pendant.

"You're scared of this stuff!" You still want to steal a tomb? " I helplessly shook my head. Walking to the underground to eat, which time didn't I lift my life on my belt? The hidden weapons and such could be ignored for now, but in a large tomb, just the strangeness inside would be enough to scare some people to death, let alone meeting something even more terrifying.

"Isn't that just saying a few words?" Just at this time, Huang Si came running back from the outside. He had spent a lot of time there.

"Zheng, that old man is a local like us. We've already investigated him thoroughly and have been setting up stalls in the Weicheng to tell fortunes. He has been here for dozens of years."

"Decades? "Alright, I understand." Thinking about the old man's age, I nod my head absent-mindedly. Then, how old is he to start a fortune-telling? Could it be that he really met a scammer?