The toughest man in the city

Chapter 402 Add a Name
Divination and fortune-telling is a kind of traditional culture, which can be classified as metaphysics.

The previous big bosses have said that traditional culture should be viewed with a dialectical perspective, taking its essence and discarding its dross.

Fortune-telling to deceive people is the dross, and divination to solve doubts is the essence.

Daoist Zhang didn't say anything, so Chu Muchen took out the money first.

There are many forms of fortune-telling in the usual sense, such as looking at pictures, asking for signs, solving characters, and so on.

Chu Muchen came to find Daoist Zhang, although he didn't have any psychological resistance, but the other party was still a man, staring at her face, or holding her hand to look around, she couldn't accept it.

As for asking for lottery, don't use it here, Chu Muchen can feel that in her current state, if she smashed the lottery box, she probably just got some lottery.

Therefore, as soon as she entered the door, what she said had already expressed her heart.

Ask for words.

Solve in words.

There are many legends about character testing and fortune-telling. The most popular one is that Emperor Chongzhen of Ming Dynasty tested characters. He tested a pronunciation of a word four or five times, and lost his country and life. Whether this is true or not, everyone has their own opinions.

Anyway, Daochang Zhang also has the ability to measure characters.

Chu Muchen found him here, so he naturally did what he should do.

It's just that no matter how sophisticated he is, he never thought that Chu Muchen would actually write the word "Xiao".

Please forgive Sister Chen, who just had a flash of inspiration in her mind, inexplicably thought of Li Xiao, and wrote that guy's name casually.

Please also forgive Zhang Daochang for having a psychological shadow on this word. Just ten minutes ago, Master Kong Kong almost taught him how to write this word.

"Cough cough."

The old Taoist choked on his saliva and coughed several times.

Chu Muchen blinked: "Daoist, what's the matter, this word, isn't it good?"

"No, ah, yes, this word is really bad."

The old man gathered his mind and entered the role, seeing people with his eyes and measuring words in his heart.

"Miss Chu, I have always had contacts with the Chu family. Whenever the Chu family comes here, they always respond to requests regardless of the reason. But if you come today, I am afraid that you will break the good relationship between me and the Chu family. If you can, you can leave now. , I’ll pretend I’ve never seen you before, how about that?”

Zhang Daochang said a word.

Chu Muchen didn't even know how to describe his mood.

She wants to make a break with the Chu family, how many people know about this?

Except for the one surnamed Chu, there was only that Li Xiao, and there was no one else.

And the old Taoist in front of him said that he had broken contact with the Chu family as soon as he opened his mouth. Do you dare to say that this is not a worldly expert.

"Master Dao, what if I insist on asking you to test my characters?"

"Then I just test, I don't understand."

Test, is to test good and bad fortune.

Solution, of course, is to seek good luck and avoid bad luck.

If the old Taoist doesn't give a "solution", that is, he won't tell Chu Muchen how to turn the crisis into safety.

It's like going to the mall to buy something. The shopping guide tells how good Datong's products are, but in the end he doesn't sell them to you, and you say it's annoying.

Chu Muchen smiled slightly: "Then test it."

Zhang Daochang sighed, picked up the calligraphy, and looked at it for a moment.

"Word testing, there are word filling, and there is word breaking. Miss Chu's Xiaozi, the word filling is just that, causing trouble for Xiao Qiang, fighting in the same room. You have a conflict with your family, a life-and-death struggle, water and fire cannot be tolerated. There is no solution, and the end is dead."

The old Taoist is really quite upright.

What else could Chu Muchen say.

For anyone, it was a big secret that she rebelled against the Chu family, but when she came here, she wrote a word casually, and the Taoist priest in front of her guessed what it was.

"The same word Xiao, if you take it apart, you will be shrouded in straw, killing sorrow. It is also a dead end, there is no solution."

Zhang Daochang put down the letter and stopped talking.

He said everything he could say.

Excuse me for being redundant, he didn't want to say it.

When Chu Muchen came here, he originally wanted to seek psychological comfort, to seek a good omen for everything tonight, but in the end there was no good omen, and everything was blocked.

It seems that even with Li Xiao's guarantee, there is still no way to change the inevitable outcome.

Xiao?
Hehe, there is no difference between you and you.

Chu Muchen's state of mind collapsed again, and she turned her head silently to look at the sky outside. After a long time, her eyes suddenly fell on the place in the courtyard where there are many stone monuments.

"Zhang Daochang, people say that the people who erected monuments here can continue to live in another world, is it true?"

The old Taoist didn't speak, and looked up at Taoist Ancestor.

Whether it is true or not is not up to him, God will decide.

Chu Muchen shook his head, as if he had made a major decision: "Master Daoist, I want to erect a monument for myself at your place."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. Miss Chu, poor people cannot erect monuments for living people."

Heh, the old Taoist insisted on his principles at this time. Just now he knew that Fu Qingcheng's son was still alive, so he still got a piece of it.

"Daoist, do you think I will die tonight?"

"meeting."

"Then I'm dead, there's nothing wrong with erecting a monument."

"Uh……"

"Daoist, you also said just now that the Chu family is here to respond to requests, and I am still the Chu family."

If Sister Chen wants to accomplish something, she will have a reason to do it no matter what.

Daoist Zhang still wanted to use the lack of space as an excuse, but he turned his head and looked at the courtyard. The stele that Fu Qingcheng had just erected was as conspicuous as Sanmao's hair.You can't let him open his eyes and talk nonsense again.

It was all a few years ago that Fu Qingcheng caused trouble by lifting the stone slab.

"Qingfeng, bring a stone tablet."

Daoist Zhang shouted.

The little Taoist worked tirelessly to appear carrying the stele.

"Miss Chu, you have also seen that my land here is limited, and there is no room for more inscriptions. This is the only one left of the wordless stele. I wanted to keep this last one, after a hundred years of poverty..."

The little Taoist next to him was breezy and his eyes were straight.

Master, you seem to have said this just now. The donor will come back later. If people see you erecting a new one, how can you explain it?
Chu Muchen didn't care so much, he knew the old man's performance well, so without saying a word, he found a bank card from his bag.

then……

"Miss Chu, what do you want to engrave?"

"Just my name, Chu Muchen, three words will do."

Sister Chen can be said to be alone now, she doesn't even want to implicate her younger brother and completely cut off contact, why bother to write too many useless words, just one name is enough.

The old man was unambiguous, turned his whisk upside down, and three large characters appeared on the stele.

Facts have proved that erecting a monument to a living person has no effect, and perhaps it can also prove in turn that the heavens believe that Chu Muchen must die.

Daoist Zhang shook his head slightly, just about to raise his hand to beckon Qingfeng to erect the stele.

Suddenly, Chu Muchen said, "Wait, please ask the Taoist priest to carve another name."

"what name?"

"Li Xiao."

"Li Xiao? Which Xiao?"

"This is it."

Chu Muchen casually pointed to the piece of paper on the table.

Zhang Daochang's face darkened.

(End of this chapter)