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"Oh, it's nothing, let's go." Su Ji was dejected.

Feeling stupid to be angry.

Seeing this, He Junming immediately ate the ice cream and stepped forward to hold Su Ji's hand.

"Wipe your hands, idiot!"

The next day.

Zhenlong Street is the largest antique market in City A.

Every weekend, it is crowded with locals or tourists who come to treasure hunt.

But setting up stalls here is allowed.

Today's sunshine is very good, Su Ji set up a stall, put up a sign, and wrote the word "Foretelling", and waited for customers to come to the door with He Junming.

There are stalls selling antiques on both sides of him, and the business is pretty good. Many old men are watching there slowly with purple sand teapots, so it seems that the stall in Suji is getting more and more deserted.Even if a few people passed by occasionally, they just showed a surprised expression, then shook their heads and walked away.

"It's too cold." Su Ji clicked his tongue lightly.

Fortunately, he had anticipated this situation and prepared for it.

Thinking, he took out a piece of paper.There are two beautiful cursive scripts on the paper - divination.He hung the paper outward, and then used a black jade basalt paperweight to hold it.

The black jade xuanwu paperweight was given to him by Liu Bang, the great ancestor, and the calligraphy on the paper was the authentic one he asked Zhao Zhen to get from Cai Xiang.

Cai Xiang, courtesy name Junmo, was good at regular script, running script, and cursive script, and together with Su Shi, Huang Tingjian, and Mi Fu, he was called the "Four Masters of the Song Dynasty".

Paperweight is something that ancient literati used to press paper, and it is also known as the fifth treasure of the study.

Han Bang considers himself the Black Emperor, and believes that Han belongs to the virtue of water, while Xuanwu is the god of water, and is also known as the Northern Black Emperor.Therefore, Liu Bang specially ordered skilled craftsmen to carve black jade basalt paperweights for play.But in order to upgrade Su Ji's live broadcast room, he gave this paperweight to Su Ji without hesitation.

After finishing everything, Su Ji handed the mobile phone to He Junming: "Help me hold it, and help me face the hexagram if there are guests who come to fortune-telling."

"Oh." He Junming took the phone obediently, stared at the screen curiously for a while, then looked away.

The effect of words and paperweight is remarkable.

Less than a few minutes later, two old men in Tang suits stopped and stared at the words with bright eyes.

"Good words!" Among them, the black-haired old man in a big red Tang suit sighed.

The white-haired old man wearing a black Tang suit next to him nodded in agreement: "This painting is thick and dignified, simple and graceful, like the spring breeze blowing on the face, and it seems to have the style of Cai Junmo."

Junmo is Cai Xiang's character.

The black-haired old man shook his head regretfully: "Xu Jiang's "Cai Xiang Biography" once said: Gong Yu is quite self-respecting in calligraphy and painting, and he is not arrogant. His broken chapters and fragments are treasured by everyone, and Renzong especially loves to call them. Therefore, Cai Xiang's authentic works are rare. Handed down. Alas! What a pity!"

The white-haired old man chuckled, "Old Tang, look at that paper again."

"Huh?" The black-haired old man called Old Tang couldn't help but lean closer when he heard the words, looked at the paper for a while, and suddenly his eyebrows twitched in surprise: "Chengxintang paper?!"

Su Ji smiled slightly.

It's true that Cai Xiang cherishes his calligraphy and painting very much, and he will not write for others at will, so he cherishes his calligraphy very much from the common people to Song Renzong.

Therefore, in order to get the word "Foretelling" in Cai Xiang's handwriting, Zhao Zhen resorted to his trump card.

——I gave Cai Xiang ten Chengxintang papers!

You know, Cai Xiang wrote "Chengxintangtie" in his later years.From this we can see his love for Chengxintangzhi.

Literati are like this. They don't bend their waists for five buckets of rice, but compromise for ten pieces of paper.

"Little friend, can someone take a look at it?" That old Tang looked at Su Ji excitedly.

"Foretelling?" Su Ji looked at him with a smile.

"Uh..." The old man froze for a moment.

"Hahahaha!" The white-haired old man next to him immediately burst into laughter, "It seems that there are people who don't know you, Tang Yude!"

Su Ji touched his nose.

Tang Yude?who?celebrity?

Tang Yude didn't take it seriously: "I'm not a Chinese coin, how can everyone recognize me? But you, Gu Haiquan, were not recognized by anyone!"

Su Ji sweated profusely.

Did he meet another great person?

But no matter how great it is, can it compare to Qin Shihuang Liu Bang?

Thinking about it, Su Ji calmed down.

"I'm sorry, it's the first day I came here to set up a stall, so I don't know the two old gentlemen. Dare I ask... what are the backgrounds of the two?" Su Ji has long been accustomed to polite speech.

"Hehe, it's fine if you don't know each other." Tang Yude didn't reveal his identity, but said with a smile: "In that case, let me ask my little friend to do a fortune telling!" He said, and sat in front of Su Ji.

Su Ji's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "One hexagram is 50 yuan, no need for money."

"Yes." Tang Yude nodded, and said, "But after you finish the calculation, let me touch this Chengxintang paper."

"Of course no problem." Su Ji laughed, and also said: "At present, the boy can only know the most common "Book of Changes" divination." He took out a dice and handed it to the other party, saying: "Please concentrate and think about what you want to do." Ask the question, then roll the dice. Six times."

Tang Yude then complied.

Seeing this, Su Ji silently recorded the result of the opponent's throw.

After six votes, Su Ji raised his eyebrows: "Flowers meet manna, dew, drought and rivers, and business interests are high. Marriage has someone to help, and you will never be tortured when you go out. This is a hexagram in the mountains. May I ask what you are asking for?"

"My wife has had a cold for many days and has never recovered." Tang Yude's brows and eyes were tinged with worry.

"This hexagram predicts that the disease will be healed. I think your wife will recover in a short time." Su Ji said.

"Then I will borrow a little friend's good words." Tang Yude chuckled when he heard the words, "Can I get started and see Chengxintang's paper?"

"Please." Su Ji was helpless, feeling that the other party didn't believe his assertion.

But it doesn't matter, at least there is a guest.

Su Ji immediately set his eyes on the other person: "Mr. Gu, do you want to make a fortune?"

Gu Hai had a relaxed expression and was very casual: "Then let's do the math." As he said that, he deliberately pushed Tang Yude away with force and sat down in front of Su Ji.

Tang Yude glared at him angrily, then continued to caress the Chengxintang paper fondly.

Su Ji asked Gu Haiquan to also roll the dice.

Obviously at the beginning, he still looked casual, but when he really did the calculations, the other party's attitude was very respectful.

Su Ji silently memorized the results of the dice, but his face became more and more ugly.

This hexagram...

"How?" Gu Haiquan looked at Su Ji with a smile.

"It's fierce!" Su Ji frowned, "It's raining heavily and the sky is full of snow, and the people on the road are bitter and cold. Dragging mud and water is exhausting, and things are not fulfilled and patient. This is the hexagram of the mountains and rivers. The master's life is full of dangers and obstacles, and everything goes wrong."

Gu Haiquan was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly his face darkened.

Su Ji thought he was angry, but he sighed and didn't say anything more.

Huh?Don't you make a mistake?

Su Ji said: "I'm still a beginner, wait a minute, I'll ask my master." Then, he took back the mobile phone from He Junming's hand, and said: "Can you tell me the date of birth of the person who calculated it?" ?”

Tang Yude put down the Chengxintang paper, and persuaded: "Old Gu, you are afraid that you will meet an expert, why don't you let him do the math for your kid?"

"Okay." Gu Haiquan sighed and said a word.

Su Ji wrote down the horoscope on the paper, then looked at the phone and said, "Master, what do you think of this horoscope?"

[Fan] [Zhang Sanfeng]: Great evil!This person's fortune is very magical, there is Ziwei's fate, and there is a pattern of reverse seven kills.As the teacher estimates, I am afraid that he will not live to be 30 years old!

Su Ji was taken aback, but he repeated Zhang Sanfeng's words, and explained: "Ziwei enters the palace of fate, dominates the emperor's pattern, and is born with the talents of princes and generals; while Niqisha is extremely vicious, but it's not the same. Official status, Yi died young."

Gu Haiquan clenched his fists, feeling a little excited: "That's right, what your master said is similar to what the expert my grandson met once said that he would not live to be 30 years old. May I ask if there is a way to save him?"

"This..." Su Ji looked at the phone.

[Fan] [Zhang Sanfeng]: Dead end, there is no solution.

Su Ji pursed his lips, and said, "Master, the "Book of Changes" says that there are fifty great ways, four or nine in the sky, and one of them is human. There is a glimmer of life left in everything, so how can there be no way to crack it? I believe that man will conquer nature, It will definitely change your fate against the sky!"

At his most difficult time, the Zhutian Live APP appeared in front of him, giving him a chance to rise; when he met robbers, it was another black cat that attracted He Junming and saved him from fire and water.

Therefore, Su Ji believes that there must be a glimmer of life in the dark, waiting for Gu Haiquan's grandson to grab it.

[Fan] [Zhang Sanfeng]: Dao is fifty, Tianyan is fourty-nine, and people escape one.well said!Thank you Shangxian for your guidance, this old man has an epiphany!

After speaking, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly dropped the line.

Su Ji blinked innocently.

Why is it suddenly disconnected?Is it an epiphany?

He no longer struggled, but looked at Gu Haiquan, and said, "Old Gu, you must have heard what you said just now. There is no such thing as a mortal destiny, and there is always a glimmer of life in the way of heaven, and you just have to find it yourself. Don't give up, and don't let your grandson give up!"

When Gu Haiquan heard this, his eyes became moist.

His grandson was weak and sick since he was a child, and every time he went to the hospital, he felt that he might not survive this time.However, every time, his grandson survived tenaciously.Later, he invited Taoist Master Longhushan to teach him martial arts for health preservation, to strengthen his body, and only then did he hang his life.Although the grandson's health is getting better and better, and he seldom gets sick again, however, the Taoist priest of Longhushan said that he will not live to be 30 years old after doing a fortune-telling for him!The reason is unknown!

In other words, his grandson must die before the age of 30!

Is there anything more painful than this in the world?

Gu Haiquan was unwilling to give up, he asked the master all over, and almost all got the same answer.He was almost desperate, but now, someone told him not to give up!

Gu Haiquan pressed his hot eye sockets with his palm, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Master, for reminding me, Gu will keep it in mind. By the way, I don't know the name of Master?"

Grandmaster?

Su Ji waved his hand shyly: "I don't dare to be a master, my name is Su Ji, you can just call me Xiao Su."

"Hehe, Su Xiaoyou is being modest. Divination counts fortunes and people's hearts. You have won the hearts of the people and you can become a teacher!" He said, and he handed over a gold-plated black business card: "This is the old man's business card. Let's add WeChat!"

Su Ji subconsciously took the business card and looked at it, his pupils quivered instantly.

Gu Haiquan, chairman of the Gu Corporation? !

Holy crap, does Mrs. Gu mean the one who stands at the top of the upper pyramid in City A? !