Master, I really don't want to lay eggs!

"Where is it?"

The tall man wanted to grab Lu Jiu's cuff, but as soon as he stretched out his hand halfway, he couldn't help shrinking back when he remembered the strange appearance of the short man before, "Do you know where my father went?"

Lu Jiu lifted up a small stool kicked down by the business manager, spread the crumpled "white silk signboard" on the ground again, and then sat on her own small stool, signaling the tall man to sit opposite.

The tall man hurriedly sat down, and his tone was eager but very respectful: "Master, do you know where my father is? He has dementia, and my wife left him alone. I have been looking for him for three days, and I am almost dying of anxiety." !"

Lu Jiu handed a piece of white silk to the tall man's hand, the man looked at it suspiciously, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he still took out 200 yuan.

Lu Jiu took the money: "Thirty miles to the west of the lost place, there is a stone bridge with a hole under the bridge. The person you are looking for is there."

The tall man was skeptical, he picked up his mobile phone and made a quick call, and he didn't leave after receiving the call. He sat opposite Lu Jiu, as if he was waiting for an answer.

Everyone in Kyoto knows the stone bridge that Lu Jiu mentioned. It is an ancient bridge with a history of hundreds of years, and it can be regarded as a tourist attraction in Kyoto.

It is said that a fortune teller can lie to you for ten or eight years, but now this handsome guy is so sure, the result will be revealed immediately, and none of the onlookers will leave.

Not long after, the tall business manager's cell phone rang, and the man stared at Lu Jiu and pressed the answer button hard, and even turned on the public speaker:

"Second Brother, Dad found it! He's really nesting in the bridge hole, really, how did he get here, how did Second Brother know..."

The crowd was in an uproar. After putting away the phone, the tall man realized that he had indeed met a tall man today. He stood up and bowed respectfully to Lu Jiu: "Thank you, Master!"

Lu Jiu waved his hand: "Mo Xie, money and goods are equal."

The crowd cheered and surrounded them.

"Master, help me count one too!"

"Master, I want to know if my son will be able to get married this year. Look at the date of his birth..."

"Grandmaster......"

In the blink of an eye, Lu Jiu was completely surrounded.

When Ding Sa saw Lu Jiu again, Mr. Xiao Dao was counting the money with a beaming face, his bright eyes were full of ￥ symbols, Ding Sa couldn't help but feel guilty, but within two days he made a mistake. Xiaodao Junjiao, who eats fireworks in the world, has become a small money fan.

"Mr. Dao, since you have such supernatural powers, why can't you find the god?" Ding Sa was puzzled.

Lu Jiu sighed: "You don't know something. My teacher died in heaven and gave me his Yuan Dan when he was dying. He and I have a close relationship, and the cause and effect are deep. I can't find out his reincarnation. Just as I can't predict my own fate."

"I understand, it's because doctors don't heal themselves." Ding Sa nodded, seeing Lu Jiu's sad face, he quickly comforted him, "Don't be sad, Daoist. There is a saying in this mortal world, the earth is a village. In this world, big is big, and small is small, and with Taoist supernatural powers, you will be able to find a god in time."

Lu Jiu smiled again, and piled the money beside Ding Sa: "Look at this, is it enough for me to send a 'missing notice'?"

Ding Sa blew on a stack of banknotes on the ground: "There are only more than 7000 yuan here, which is probably enough to publish such a small bean curd notice in the newspapers in the world. It won't be published in a few days, so I will save it."

Just as Lu Jiu wanted to continue asking, Ding Sa's ghost-mask waistband flashed on and off: "Judge Lu has a call, and the Daoist will take his leave. We'll talk about it another day."

Ding Thirty disappeared in an instant, Lu Jiu pursed her lips, then lowered her head to count the money.

Early the next morning, Jiang Yuan brought her mother to thank Lu Jiu.

The middle-aged woman respectfully handed over stacks of banknotes stacked as neatly as bricks. Lu Jiu was stunned for a long time before hesitantly asked: "Is this for me?"

"Yes, master, the number is not much, don't think it is too little." Mother Jiang smiled kindly and respectfully. After hearing the whole story from her daughter, this woman couldn't sit still in the hospital. Come and thank this "living fairy" in person.

Jiang and his wife are both university professors, and they sneered at these folk magicians such as fortune-telling and geomancy. If the talisman hadn't been turned into ashes, she would never believe that there are really people who change their fate against the sky in this world.

"It's not too little." Lu Jiu stared at the wad of money, speaking seriously, but her eyes were shining.

Lu Jiu said very little, and ordinary people couldn't talk to him at all, so Jiang Yuan smiled and asked Lu Jiu to calculate her future: "Master, please help me to see, I just took the postgraduate entrance examination, you see I can pass the entrance examination." in?"

Lu Jiu took out a writing brush and a piece of white silk from his sleeve, and handed them to Jiang Yuan: "You write something."

Holding the brush, Jiang Yuan couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth: "Master, there is no ink here!"

"But it doesn't hurt to write."

Jiang Yuan had no choice but to hold the heavy brush in the posture of holding chopsticks. When the snow-white tip of the pen touched the white silk, the black writing really appeared. Jiang's mother was stunned, waiting for a crooked "" "Hong" was written, and Jiang Yuan handed it back respectfully.

Lu Jiu frowned slightly when she saw this horrible word, and said honestly: "The future you are looking for is in the local area. There is a pair of white marble lions in front of the school." Jiang Yuan and her daughter couldn't help being overjoyed. It's Kyoto University that Jiang Yuan applied for!

"But even though I won, I still need to practice handwriting more diligently." Lu Jiu's make-up knife made the little girl's face flush. Who still uses a brush to write now, master!But in my heart, I was more convinced of Lu Jiu. The mother and daughter wanted to go back to take care of Jiang's father, so they stopped bothering and left with gratitude.

The hawker who set up a stall watched the whole process, and couldn't help being amazed.

The peddler is Wang Chuanfeng. He is 26 years old and has a short cut. He has seen Lu Jiu go from a sparsely populated crowd on the first day to a bustling crowd today, and he knows that this handsome guy has real skills, at least judging from the dumbfounded expressions of every customer. , he really calculated a lot of things.

At noon this day, Wang Chuanfeng came over to chat with Lu Jiu while holding a box lunch: "Little Lu, why do I never see you for lunch?"

Lu Jiu raised her head from the storybook and glanced at Wang Chuanfeng's lunch box. The red, green and green inside didn't look very good, but it smelled delicious.

People who practice Taoism don’t emphasize their appetites. A meal of bread every night is enough to satisfy their hunger. Deer eat five grains. I don't know what else to eat but bread.

Wang Chuanfeng watched Lu Jiu baba looked at his lunch box, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and handed it to Lu Jiu's mouth: "Come, try a piece!"

Lu Jiu hesitated for a moment, and rubbed his belly. Usually he was not very hungry at noon, but smelling the smell of meat now, his stomach seemed to be jumping for joy.

Biting the meat, he felt a sweet and sour taste on the tip of his tongue, and his eyes narrowed. He chewed and swallowed the meat, and then looked at Wang Chuanfeng's lunch box.

Wang Chuanfeng twitched his face and gave him another piece. There were only two ribs in the 15 yuan box lunch. Wang Chuanfeng couldn't help crying when he looked at Lu Jiu's eyes again: "Brother, if you still want to eat, I'll order one for you."

Lu Jiu nodded happily. Wang Chuanfeng knew that the fortune teller didn't even have a mobile phone, and he didn't know what ordering takeaway was. He used his mobile phone to order an identical set meal for Lu Jiu. Seeing Lu Jiu staring at his Looking at the mobile phone, I couldn't help but raise my head: "Do you want it? You can buy one too. How inconvenient it is to not have a mobile phone these days!"

Although Ding Sa can theoretically help Lu Jiu understand the world, he can't touch mortal objects as a ghost. Therefore, even though Lu Jiu knows things like mobile phones, no one can take him to buy them.

"How much?" Lu Jiu asked excitedly, and took out a stack of banknotes with a wave of his sleeves.

Wang Chuanfeng said: "Don't worry, I'll buy it with you when the stall is closed today."

After a few days of chatting, Wang Chuanfeng had already made up for Lu Jiunao a script of "Disciple Lu Jiuchu, a master of the world, goes down the mountain to practice". It is not surprising that Lu Jiu looks so otherworldly.

Lu Jiu was really ignorant at first glance, but he would answer anything when asked, although sometimes he was a bit sour, this beautiful little fortune teller was really a sincere and gentle person.

Wang Chuanfeng decided to get along well with Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiu ate the first box lunch in his life, two meat and two vegetables. He silently thought that he might be the first nine-color deer who could only eat meat since ancient times. His gesture of holding chopsticks is weird, like holding a writing brush, but fortunately, it doesn't affect him to pull all the food into his mouth, even so, his appearance of eating is still very eye-catching.

Lu Jiu's business is really good, there are young women who are attracted by his looks, and there are also true believers who come here after a few days of word-of-mouth accumulation.

Lu Jiu's calculation is different from those other unpredictable numerologists. There is no such pretentious rules as daily measurement and no chance. He has no taboos. He can ask anyone and give answers to any questions.

After five o'clock that day, Wang Chuanfeng closed the stall with Lu Jiu and took him to the mall to buy mobile phones.

On the way, Wang Chuanfeng found a topic to chat with Lu Jiu: "Little Lu, you said you can count everything, so can you count double-color balls?"

Lu Jiu was puzzled.

It happened that there was a lottery station on the side of the road. Wang Chuanfeng stopped and led him in. He first took out ten yuan to buy five random bets, and explained to Lu Jiu the two-color ball.

Hearing that the first prize was at least 500 million, Lu Jiu couldn't help but smile after silently calculating for a while. Just one bet is enough for him to find the master by all means.

Lu Jiu looked at the past lottery numbers pasted on the wall, pinched her fingers and counted silently for a while, then took out a brush and white silk, wrote a set of numbers on it and handed it to the owner of the lottery station.Wang Chuanfeng couldn't help laughing: "Boss, buy me another five bets according to his number."

"No," Lu Jiu turned to look at Wang Chuanfeng and said solemnly, "You are not lucky, if you are hit, you will suffer from five evils."

"Wh, what do you mean?" Wang Chuanfeng asked in awe.

"Widowed, widowed, and disabled are the five evils."

Wang Chuanfeng was taken aback. Although he didn't dare to follow Lu Jiu to buy, he was still a little unconvinced: "If you think you must win, why only buy one bet and not buy more?"

Lu Jiu said indifferently: "It's enough."

I bought a mobile phone that was exactly the same as Wang Chuanfeng's, and got another card at a stall outside the mobile phone city. Wang Chuanfeng patiently taught Lu Jiu how to use it.

Lu Jiu was very curious, he found that this thing is much easier to use than the communication talisman.Swiping back and forth on the screen, he added Wang Chuanfeng's WeChat and kept sending him emoticons, but Lu Jiu couldn't type yet.

Wang Chuanfeng almost went crazy listening to the constant beeping of his WeChat, and finally had to mute it bitterly.

That night, Lu Jiu spent the whole night cutting fruit.

The next day, he continued to eat boxed lunch with Wang Chuanfeng. While eating, Wang Chuanfeng suddenly remembered the lottery ticket he bought yesterday. He put the lunch box aside, logged on to the website with his mobile phone to check the lottery information, and asked Lu Jiu to redeem the lottery ticket.

Holding Lujiu's lottery ticket, Wang Chuanfeng was dumbfounded and his wrists were shaking: "Win... won... 800 million..."

Lu Jiu was also very happy, and compared their heights: "Are there so many?"

What he meant was that the stack of banknotes he got was as high as he compared.

Wang Chuanfeng looked at Lu Jiu as if looking at a god: "Little deer...Master Lu, you are really a master..."

Lu Jiu happily missed work in the afternoon, and accompanied by Wang Chuanfeng, went to the lottery center to receive the prize.The staff member was a woman in her 30s. After checking the lottery information, she asked Lu Jiu to show her residence card.

Lu Jiu was stunned.

Wang Chuanfeng looked at him strangely: "You don't have a residence permit? Then how did you get your permit?"

With a wave of his sleeves, he took out the license that was presented to the commercial management at that time. Wang Chuanfeng took it over and looked at it and couldn't help being dumbfounded. He saw the words "Wang Chuanfeng" clearly written in the column of the license operator.