daily routine

Xuanji Wutiandao is the name of a small front shop. The reason why this front shop is called such a name is because the business of this shop includes fortune-telling, exorcism, seeking good luck and avoiding evil, and other magic stick industries.

In today's imperial city of the Daqi Dynasty, this kind of business is the most popular now. Who told the current emperor to be obsessed with immortality, so that the entire imperial city was filled with all kinds of swindlers and scammers for a while, and the capital There are many religious sects, large and small, and even such small front houses have started the magic stick business.

However, on this most inconspicuous street in the capital, there is the most conscientious policeman in the country——Yin Zheng.Although Yin Zheng is only in charge of managing a small street that is less than a hundred paces before and after, he enforces the law extremely impartially. Although the world is in chaos now, in the area he manages, no crimes are allowed!

So what he dislikes the most is this mysterious Xuanji Wutiandao!You know, what Catcher Yin hates the most is those tricksters who are bluffing and deceiving, what the hell, he doesn't believe it at all!Moreover, he has seen too many scams in which magic sticks pretend to be gods and play ghosts. These magic sticks are nothing more than defrauding money, and even deceiving sex. There are such scammers on the street.

However, during the month when I was away on business for a month last month, this magic stick store called Wu Tiandao opened at every turn!

This made Yin Zheng very annoyed, so after dinner, he decided to make a surprise attack on this magic stick shop, seize the trick of the magic stick to deceive people, and drive the magic stick out of his street!

Yin Zheng, who had changed into casual clothes and put on a fake beard, disguised himself and entered the store pretending to be a customer when the night market opened.

In fact, Wu Tiandao is just a small noodle shop remodeled, but since it was taken over by the new owner, it has been cleaned up very well, and it has created a bit of an antique mood. The small shop is divided into two parts, the outside is for welcoming customers The living room can only accommodate two or three characters, and the light inside is very dark, but incense is lit, a decent table is laid out, and calligraphy and paintings are hung.

"Guest, you don't have an appointment, so you can't visit my husband without authorization." A boy wearing a robe with Yin Yang and Eight Diagrams patterns stopped Yin Zheng at the door and said.

"Let him in, since he is a guest, there is no reason to refuse." A clean and soft voice came from the room.Just listening to the voice makes people feel like a senior magician——Yin Zheng thinks so.

Yin Zheng entered the back room and looked at the man sitting cross-legged on the couch—the so-called gentleman, that is, the magic stick, looked about 20 years old, dressed like a scholar, with sleeves on his body, his face was pale, but his appearance Gentle and handsome, with a mysterious temperament unique to the magic stick, Yin Zheng pouted, sat on the opposite side of the desk in front of him, and asked: "Hey, I heard that you are here for fortune-telling, so you can do the math for me." .”

"What does the customer want?" the shopkeeper said with his slender fingers stroking the tortoise shell.

"Forget my parents, the family situation." Yin Zheng said intentionally.

"Oh, that's it, it's simple. From the appearance of the guest, the father should have died before the mother." The shopkeeper said slowly.

Sure enough, it is a typical deceitful statement of a magic stick.Yin Zheng touched his fake beard.

"Of course most fortune tellers will say this to deceive ignorant people, but in my opinion, you are not really here for fortune telling." The owner said again.

"Oh? How do you know that?" Yin Zheng raised his eyebrows.

The shopkeeper raised his eyes, his eyes were like cold stars, making it difficult to look away, he slightly parted his red lips, and said: "This guest officer, there is an evil spirit of an official between your brows, I see, you are an official." Middleman, I am afraid that you came to this small shop of mine for—"

He turned over a piece of cardboard on the case and handed it to Yin Zheng.

"This is the plain text price of the small shop. The official can take a closer look to see if I have been cheating or cheating. Or, if the official has time, he can stay here to see if I have cheated the village. Behavior."

"Hmph! It turns out that you already know my identity, but you are a school of heresy! Fortune-telling and divination are all nonsense superstitions and tricks to fool people! None of the magic sticks in the world are good things! My name is You close the door! You have to close the door immediately!" Seeing that he was exposed, Yin Zheng cut straight to the point.

The owner said calmly: "I admit that most of the behaviors of divination to make money are trying to figure out people's hearts, take advantage of the opportunity, and say what customers want to hear, or even what they are afraid to hear, but for me, it is just making a living. I don’t want to use tricks to plunder, and it’s my rule to do things that are unreasonable. If the official can show evidence of my wrongdoing, I’m willing to close the store. But if you are so arrogant and force the store to be closed, what will happen to you, official, and those corrupt officials in the fish and meat town? What's the difference? Is Detective Yin's reputation of being ruthless and selfless, a false name? Or, like other officials, you have to collect protection money?"

"Shut up! I'm not that disgusting villain! Tell me your name! I'll catch your fox tail sooner or later!" Seeing that his identity had been discovered, Yin Zheng slammed the table and got up, angrily scolding the shopkeeper.

"Under Su Xuan." The owner said calmly, and put his hand on the tortoise shell to caress again.

"Okay! Master Su! You'd better be careful! Don't let me catch the evidence of your fraud!" Yin Zheng threatened.

"The official will not see you off if you walk slowly. In addition, today the robbery star is jumping in the northwest above the official's head. I think the official should not go to the northwest direction. I will give this hexagram to the official for free." Su Xuan smiled lightly.

Yin Zheng snorted again, and pushed the door open to leave.

After going out, facing the cold wind, he thought to himself, this magical stick dares to scare me, saying that I am a robber!Hmph, don't let me go to the northwest, I'll go!

So he lifted his foot and chose the alley in the northwest direction.

"Sir, I don't think this customer knows about the digging and road repair in the Northwest Alley these two days!" In the small shop, the boy closed the door and said to Mr. Su inside.

"Haha." Mr. Su smiled, picked up a cup and sipped tea.

The next day, Yin Zheng, who fell into a ditch with a bruised nose and a swollen face, changed into an official uniform to patrol the streets. He was so angry that he wished he could tear up that magic stick—Northwest Alley!There is a big hole!It's so dark who can see!

However, he hadn't made a round of inspection yet, and saw the people on the street running one after another, all running in one direction.

"What are you doing! What happened?" Yin Zheng grabbed a peddler and asked.

The peddler panicked and said, "Go to Suzaku Avenue! Don't you know! The Great Celestial Master went from the holy temple to the imperial palace to give the emperor a practice. Everyone said that worshiping the Great Celestial Master along the way would make all wishes come true! He is a god descending from the earth! I bought Gao Xiang just for this day! Get out of my way!"

"Great Heavenly Master?! That great magic stick!? I said you idiots! That's all a lie!" Yin Zheng called out twice, only to see that the small street was long gone, and everyone went to Zhuque Street. It was really empty. .