When Xiang Que left, he put all his family wealth in the merit box of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple, and he received a favor from the Brahman tree in the backyard and wanted to return the cause and effect, and took out all the money and property without leaving a penny for Xiang Que, which is already the extreme, and there is no other way.
Out of the temple with empty pockets, Xiang Que sighed to himself, five disadvantages and three lack of wealth and did not leave his life, properly playing the rhythm of the dead, more than 2,000 yuan was scattered before he could cover the heat on his body, and the back road was fucking slim, after all, the belly was a big problem.
Relying on two legs from the morning to the afternoon, he returned to the city, dragging two thighs like lead, he inquired about it and came to the small east gate of Xi'an.
Xiaodongmen Street is an antique market in Xi'an, and more than half of this street is a shop selling antiques, and a small part is a fortune telling and feng shui storefront.
For antiques, Xiang Xiang must be a layman, there is no such skill in the ancient well view, but fortune telling and feng shui is his housekeeping skill.
Xiang Que doesn't plan to find a store to eat like before, it will be too troublesome and time-consuming, it is better to use the treasure knife and take out the housekeeping skills to seek some money, and there is no need to earn more, just enough for a few days of food.
This street will be called an antique street or antique market by outsiders, but it will be collectively called a ghost market by insiders, after all, the antiques sold are dug up from the tombs of the dead, and the objects are also dead people's things, so it is called a ghost market.
There are many antique shops in the ghost market, but there are also fortune-telling stalls and feng shui shops, after all, these things can be grouped together in the same industry.
The ghost market is the most lively during two periods of the day, one is in the early hours of the morning and the other is after the evening, because these two times are more cloudy, which is slightly in line with the characteristics of the antique street.
When Xiang Que came, it was after evening, and the number of people on the street gradually increased, but most of them were middle-aged, because people in this age group were more convinced of these things, and they also had the strength to buy antiques, while there were relatively few young people, basically There are more young men and women who come to ask for marriage or wealth.
Xiang Que is not in a hurry to make a move, he looks at the street casually, feels the atmosphere here, and after a while, he finds that most of the antique store business is relatively deserted, and not many people go in, after all, this line belongs to the industry that has not been open for three years and has been open for three years.
But there are a lot of people in front of the feng shui and fortune telling stalls, and there are a few of them in the shop, especially the people, just now he passed by a feng shui shop, and there are two people wearing cheongsams and showing their thighs outside the door, but everyone who goes in grins and says welcome, and then there is immediately in the store People greeted and served tea and water very enthusiastically.
The design and construction of the store is obviously thoughtful, very in line with the theory of feng shui, the people sitting in the shop must have some strength, on the other hand, the store with bad business is purely the grass platform team fooling people, caught One is even earned.
After walking around, Xiang Que walked to an area where fortune-telling stalls were concentrated, and then sat down next to a stall.
"Hey, the young man fortune teller sits forward, what's the matter with sitting next to me" There was an old man sitting behind the stall next to him, with long hair tied up, in his fifties, with three long whiskers floating on his chin, looking quite a bit fairy-like.
Xiang Que waved his hand at him and said, "I'm not looking for you to tell your fortune."
The old man pointed to the signboard hanging on his stall, which read: "Modern cloth is a god, and the iron mouth is straight", which is quite stylish, and the large gilded characters are inlaid on the solid wood, which is obviously expensive.
The old man said: "I never say that I don't want money, I will calculate it for you first, and after you finish the calculation, you must take the initiative to pay for me, I can't stop it, and you have to be unwilling to give me, I want to say that you have to beat me up if you don't charge a penny."
Xiang Que opened his mouth and asked in surprise, "Is it so violent?"
” The old man said proudly: "My surname is Lai, from the eighty-third generation of the descendants of the cloth cloth gods, family history, fortune-telling for a living, has spent hundreds of years of spring and autumn, will I play with you casually, I am a half-immortal talent, and the sky is also jealous."
Xiang Que sighed, ignored him, sat cross-legged and picked up a picked up branch in his hand.
Old man Lai was a little anxious and asked, "Young man, are you still indifferent after listening to my words?"
” Xiang Que glanced at him and said, "Otherwise, you really plan to calculate it for me?"
” Old man Lai said: "You listen to me slowly, if I don't let your eyes pop out, you will smash my bronzing signboard, and then I will withdraw from the fortune-telling world from now on."
"Uncle, it's a bit too big for you to play like this······ Then I definitely can't stop you" Xiang Quele nodded, nodded and said, "You can fix it" The old man touched the three-foot long beard on his chin, glanced at it a few times, and pointed to the rear and said: "You are from other places, you have just entered Xi'an City, and your life is embarrassed and helpless."
Anyone who is a fortune teller and a calf, regardless of whether he has real skills or not, his eyesight is absolutely good.
In fact, most fortune tellers are blind, they can figure you out clearly at a glance, such as the shoes on the missing feet are open, the hair is messy and the eye sockets are sunken, the clothes are sloppy, it must be a long journey without a good rest, there is not much money on the body, Ming Obviously, he is from other places and has no relatives and friends in Xi'an, and no one can take refuge, otherwise why do you come here with this virtue?
After this fortune-telling sentence is broken, someone else must feel that his sentence is directly to the truth.
Bowing his head to the shortcomings without saying a word, Old Man Lai continued: "That's right, right?
I'm looking at your face······" Xiang Que suddenly waved his hand to stop him and asked, "You show me your face?"
” Old man Lai frowned and said, "If you don't draw lots, don't report the eight characters and don't stretch out your hand, then I'll show you a photo."
Xiang Que smashed his mouth, and said helplessly: "Go on" Old man Lai, touched his long beard and said slowly: "Don't look at you at this time, how difficult your life is, the first half of your life was rugged and bumpy, but I see that your heavenly court is full and round, and your bones are strange, it is really the life of Jin Baoyu, but I haven't met a bright person who knows the way for you, come, come, come, Let's wait for this half-immortal to plan your future."
Xiang Que looked at the old man Lai faintly and said, "This ······ Did you calculate it for me?
” "The iron mouth is straightforward, a thousand words, your future is in my next three words" Old man Lai straightened his chest, serious.
"My appearance, you can't see it, rest uncle" Xiang Que replied to him lightly.
No one can calculate the life of Xiang Missing, no one can read it, no one can count the eight characters, and the numerology is blinded by the heavenly machine, who can see through it?
If someone really wants to give Xiang Quan divination, there are two results, either they can't see through it at all, or they vomit blood after reading it, and then they see that the soul is directly damaged, and the injured person is helpless.