The years when I was an old man

Sit on the small chair in front of the hexagram booth.

I took out a wad of money from my pocket and placed it directly in front of the little Taoist priest.

Originally, the little Taoist had his eyes closed.

But my stack of money is at least five or six thousand.

People who watched the excitement saw me take out so much money at once.

These people couldn't help but exclaimed.

With this exclamation, the little Taoist opened his eyes.

His eyes lit up when he saw the wad of money.

And I said directly:

"Master, can I do a divination?"

The little Taoist priest is still a fairy, unafraid.

From the pile of papers, he took out one and handed it to me.

I took the note and wrote a few strokes on it.

Next, take out the cigarette case.

Wrap the inside tinfoil around the strips.

The little Taoist still closed his eyes and meditated, not knowing what I was doing.

"Master, here you are!"

I handed the note over.

The little Taoist opened his eyes.

Seeing that the outside of the note was wrapped in tin foil, the little Taoist was obviously taken aback.

After hesitating for a while, the little Taoist still took it.

Just like before, he closed his eyes and muttered words.

Although, what I read is almost the same as before.

But at this moment, he could clearly feel that he was a little nervous.

His brow furrowed from time to time.

After a while, the little Taoist opened his eyes.

Looking at me, he suddenly said:

"One fairy mountain and one gate, all of them are fellow-men. There are heroes in front of them. I don't know which one is the hero?"

I listened and smiled secretly.

What the little Taoist said was black talk for people from the eight schools of the world to inquire about the other party's identity.

This way of asking questions is usually when you encounter something that is difficult to solve.

Make clear your identity, and hope that the other party will not embarrass yourself because they are all members of the eight sects.

Although I understood the slang words of the little Taoist priest.

But I didn't answer, I just stared at him with a half-smile.

The little Taoist was a little apprehensive when I saw it.

He pretended to close his eyes again, and said:

"For three times, it is difficult to enter the void. This gentleman, you and I are not destined. Take the money and go back!"

With that said, the little Taoist opened his eyes and handed the money to me.

Then, he began to tidy up the hexagram booth, preparing to withdraw.

I didn't stop him, I just stood aside.

looked at him with interest.

After packing up, carry the package on your back.

The little Taoist turned and left.

And the few of us, reluctantly, followed closely behind.

He is fast, we are fast.

He ran, and we ran with him.

In short, the little Taoist tried various methods to get rid of us.

But none of these methods worked.

Walk through Night Market Street and pass through two alleys.

The little Taoist finally stopped.

Looking back at the few of us, he bowed again and again, begging and saying:

"Big brothers and sisters, I'm just messing around in the rivers and lakes. You are pressing every step of the way. What are you going to do?"

I still didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile.

Helpless, the little Taoist reached into his Taoist robe and took out a wallet.

Opening the wallet, he gestured at me.

"In the past three days, I have only cheated more than 1000 yuan. How about sharing half of it with you?"

I smiled and said:

"You have learned to do this gold point business. The coffin boards of your ancestors probably won't be able to close!"

The golden point I am talking about is the golden gate among the eight gates of the rivers and lakes.

Among the eight gates, the Ming eight gates are divided into Jinpi Caihang, and the judging group tunes willow.

And Jinmen is the first of the eight gates.

The reason is that this golden gate contains a lot.

There are not only fortune-telling and face-to-face, but also Zhouyi numerology.

At the same time, it also contains various deceptions and metaphysics.

There used to be a saying in the Jianghu that all the affairs of the Jianghu for thousands of years are in the golden dots.

In the gold point, there are various businesses.

For example, just now the little Taoist did not speak and told fortune-tellers.

This method is called "dumb gold".

Those who specialize in physiognomy are called "Jinjin".

At the same time, there are Baozijin, Zuizijin, Lao Zhouer and so on.

Looking at the little Taoist, Xiaoduo asked curiously:

"Little Taoist, tell me, how did you see the words in it just now?"

The little Taoist's eyes rolled around a few times.

He doesn't want to say it, but with our posture, he can only tell the truth.

"My note is white paper with medicine on it. He wrote it on the paper and it can be seen from the outside!"

The little Taoist said aggrievedly.

Xiaoduo is still strange.

"Then why can't we see it?"

"You don't know how to read, but once I teach you, you will understand!"

I listened on the sidelines, thinking to myself.

This kind of thing is the same as some developing poker.

There are all kinds of rivers and lakes, and they can't do without a word of cheating.

"Then how do you know that the man's son is sick?"

Xiaoduo asked again.

The little Taoist sighed and explained:

"Hey, he asked his son about things at his age. There are three things, one is marriage, the other is work, and the third is physical condition. Look at the man just now, his eyes are blue and bloodshot. This time It seems that he hasn't had a good rest recently and often stays up late. In this case, marriage must be ruled out. In addition, when he just squatted down, there was a rattling sound in his pocket. Doesn't that sound like a pill?"

"No wonder!"

A few of us suddenly realized.

In fact, this is a fortune-telling business in Jinmen.

Not only do you need to know some metaphysics, but also some psychology.

"I told you all, don't follow me this time..."

Saying that, the little Taoist turned to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

I called out to him.

The little Taoist turned his head and looked at me helplessly.

"I said, what on earth are you going to do?"

I smiled lightly and asked:

"Want to make money?"

The little Taoist was taken aback and nodded.

"miss you!"

As soon as I shook my head, Lao Hei took out a bundle of money from his bag.

He threw it towards the little Taoist priest.

Seeing that it was 1 yuan, the little Taoist looked at me in surprise and asked:

"Hey, why are there so many? What do you want me to do?"

"It's just a deposit, do as I say. What you get is several times more than this!"

The little Taoist listened and nodded repeatedly.

"Okay! Okay! I'll do what you tell me to do!"

Seeing the appearance of the little Taoist priest, I couldn't help but smile.

Above the rivers and lakes, all they want is the word "money".

I want to pack this little Taoist well.

He will be of great use to me.