Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

"Sir is overrated."

The Patriarch of the Wang family, Wang Shan, observed Li Ping'an for a while, then cupped his hands and said, "I haven't asked you your name yet, where can I learn?"

"It's not a high school, just singing on the street."

"Sell... sell singing?"

Wang Shan couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Father, this is a friend I brought." Wang Yi walked over and explained.

Wang Shan blamed with a stern face: "Since I'm a friend, why didn't you inform me, it's so unruly."

A person who can achieve Wang Shan's level will naturally not watch others order dishes.

He said that street singers are not worthy of entering my house, and then kicked them out.

This kind of person is a fool, and he definitely cannot start this family business from scratch.

Wang Shan is like a human being, talking to people when he sees people, and talking to ghosts when he sees ghosts.

Even if a beggar is in front of him, Wang Shan can replace it with an ordinary person.

Only in this way can we go in the long run.

Wang Shan said a little apologetically, "Sir, don't take offense, the baby is not sensible, why don't you go into the humble house and have a drink."

"Right! Have a drink."

Mr. Gu on the side hurriedly echoed.

Li Ping slightly cupped his hands, "It's already rude to interrupt, how can I continue to interrupt, Li will leave now."

As soon as he heard that he was going to leave, Mr. Gu hurriedly stopped him.

"Hey, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, a thousand cups of wine is too small for a bosom friend."

Wang Shan was a little stunned in his heart, Mr. Gu has always been calm and restrained, what happened today.

The hospitality was hard to come by, so Li Pingan had to accompany them into the hall.

Although Wang Shan has no nature, he is enthusiastic when he sees Mr. Gu.

Then let the kitchen set up a large table of delicious dishes.

Pork tenderloin, cherry meat, golden bell stew, tonghua soft beef intestines, light shrimp stew...etc.

The meat is tender and the taste is smooth and tender, and you won't get greasy after eating a few more pieces.

It really made Li Pingan and the others enjoy a good meal.

Knowing through chatting that Li Ping'an was really just a singer, Wang Shan lost interest.

But the etiquette is not ambiguous at all, very comprehensive.

He could tell that Mr. Gu liked Li Pingan's little song very much.

As long as Mr. Gu likes it, let alone Li Pingan's ditty.

Even for Li Ping'an... that has to be done.

Li Pingan drank a jug of fine wine, but he could see Mr. Gu's thoughts, so he said.

"Mr. Gu may wish to speak directly."

Mr. Gu smiled, "Excuse Gu for taking the liberty, if Mr. is willing, can you teach Gu the tune just now, of course Mr. will not teach it in vain."

Wang Shan clapped his hands, and suddenly a servant came over with a box.

The box is about one foot long and half a foot wide, with a shiny copper lock hanging on it.

The wooden box is also inlaid with copper bars, which is a valuable thing at first glance.

But the real value is the large bank notes inside.

"Slightly express my heart, I hope you will accept it with a smile."

Li Pingan smiled, "You two don't need to be so polite. Mr. Gu loves this song so much, and it's too late for Li to be happy. How can he pay for it. If Mr. Gu wants to learn, I will tell you all about it."

These words caused less admiration to appear in Wang Shan's eyes, the other party was not a wealthy person.

Singing on the street, hungry and full.

But just now, he refused without the slightest hesitation.

Mr. Gu said: "Gu has no possessions, even this meal is under the light of Boss Wang."

Wang Shan hurriedly said: "Sir, what you said means that you don't regard Wang as a friend anymore."

Mr. Gu laughed, "How about this? Mr. Gu knows some hexagrams. If Mr. Li doesn't dislike him, Mr. Gu is willing to make a divination for him."

Hearing this, Wang Shan's complexion suddenly changed.

Looking at Mr. Gu in disbelief, he saw that the other party was not joking at all.

"Foretelling? Li has little understanding of these things."

Wang Shan said in a deep voice: "Mr. Li, Mr. Gu is proficient in the art of dunjia, he is a famous fortune teller, how many people ask Mr. Gu for a hexagram but still can't get it!"

Wang Shan had mixed feelings in his heart, and he invited Mr. Gu to his home this time.

It is to let Mr. Gu make up for the Wang family.

It's just that an expert like Mr. Gu doesn't care about gold, silver and jewelry.

Wang Shan regards him as a guest of honor, just to make Mr. Gu happy one day.

It is his greatest wish to make up for the Wang family.

But who would have thought that a singer came to the mansion today, played a ditty, and asked for Mr. Gu's hexagram skills.

Wang Shan wanted to drown himself in the river.

If you like ditties, tell me earlier, I can find all the singers in the four towns of Anbei for you.

Li Pingan suddenly found it interesting, and said: "Then there is Mr. Laogu, but I don't know what Mr. Gu needs? I don't have a birth date."

When Li Pingan traveled to this world, he was in the beggar's nest.

Where will I know my birth date.

Mr. Gu smiled, "Sir, you underestimated Mr. Gu."

Mr. Gu took out a mode disk.

Qimen-style discs are mainly composed of the eight trigrams of the land, the eight gates of the people, the nine stars of the heavens, the eight gods of the gods, and the three strange and six appearances.

Cleverly integrates the image number and the five elements.

The heaven, the earth, the human being, the god plate and the three wonders and six rituals each have their own representations and numbers.

And their respective attributes of the five elements and the relationship between life and death.

The information forms a vertical and horizontal network, which can quickly, accurately and completely describe the cause and effect of space, space, and human events.

Or reflect the development stage of things, or reflect the results of the development of things, or reflect the development law of avoiding disasters and seeking good fortune.

Mr. Gu asked Li Pingan a few questions, nothing more than his surname and age.

He carefully observed Li Pingan's face and palmistry.

According to Mr. Gu, only look at the face or palmistry.

Most are fake.

Karma and fate is a huge calculation project, which cannot be solved by just adding and subtracting.

Wang Yi and the others were also lucky, watching curiously from the sidelines.

Fat Jun asked in a low voice, who is this Mr. Gu?

Wang Yi boasted about Mr. Gu with a few people on the side.

Knowing astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom, knowing everything and knowing everything.

People call it Sai Banxian.

"This is Mr. Li's longevity."

Mr. Gu pointed to a line on the dial, the red notch was rising.

Mr. Gu nodded in satisfaction, "Mr. Li is blessed."

It would be a bit embarrassing if he calculated that the other party's life was not long.

Fortunately, it can be seen from the hexagram that the other party's life span exceeds 60 years old.

"Well... it's over 100 years old, Mr. Li can live to be more than [-] years old."

Before Mr. Gu finished speaking, he suddenly saw that the red line on the notch had broken through two hundred, three hundred...

What the hell! ?

Mr. Gu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he saw the notch rising straight up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, it reached the limit of the dial.

"How is it possible! Is there something wrong with the style plate?"

Mr. Gu first thought of this possibility.

Before he finished speaking, his chest felt tight.

His eyes blurred, and a gust of heat surged up.

puff! !

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

With a clicking sound, the entire disc split in two.

"Mr. Gu!!"