The daily life of the fortune teller who was forced to open business

The sound of the elevator was not a big deal, but they were too close to the elevator at Nanshi, and the fifth floor was too quiet, which made the sound of the elevator particularly piercing.

"Let's go back, there doesn't seem to be much to do here." Nan Shi glanced back casually, and saw an old lady with a gray complexion coming out of the elevator, and the moment she saw him, she lit up in a dead silence. Getting up, she quickly walked a few steps to Nan Shi's back, reaching out to put his hand on his shoulder, but Qingying and Qinglan standing beside her made her timid, the old lady gritted her teeth, and still patted it down.

Qingying's expression froze, and she grabbed her arm like lightning. The two of them stood beside Nan Shi. How dare these unremarkable ghosts think about Nan Shi?

"Let go." Nan Shi called out, then turned around and asked gently, "Grandma, what's the matter with you?"

The old lady was startled: "Boss Nan, can you see me?"

Nan Shi turned his face to the side and thought for a while: "Why can't I see you? I still recognize you! Where's your husband? He didn't come out with you?"

This old lady is none other than the one Nanshi ordered the silver ingot from. When I saw her before Chinese New Year, Nanshi saw that she didn't look very well, and thought that if she could get through this year, she could live for another two years, but now The old lady obviously didn't survive this situation.

The old lady nodded slowly, and her eyes moved to Qingying and Qinglan beside her, as if looking carefully, then to Nanshi: "He is at home, I want to eat square cakes from Caizhizhai Yes, I came out alone... I saw your back on the road, and I didn't dare to recognize it for a while, and I was a little worried, so I followed to see."

"Hey, thank you." Nan Shi replied: "I'm fine, please remember, but the sun in this afternoon is too poisonous, you'd better wait until evening or early morning before coming out, if you really want to eat , I will ask your husband to come out and buy."

"Okay...thank you, Boss Nan." The old lady nodded, and Qinglan looked at Qingying beside her: "Give the umbrella to Grandma."

"Yes, master." Qingying curtseyed, and handed over the folding umbrella she was carrying with her to the old lady, and the old lady didn't refuse, she took the umbrella and turned away, very neatly.

Nan Shi shook his head with a smile and said, "He still has a weird temper, but he is quite a nice person."

The old lady thought that he was haunted by a ghost because of his dark energy, and there were two unpredictable ghosts around him, so she deliberately followed him to remind him that she still insisted on it even though there were Qinglan and Qingying by her side. Lai patted Nan Shi on the shoulder.But when she saw the second daughter protecting him, she knew that she had misunderstood, so she simply left without saying anything.

How could he remember that the old lady should have seen Qinglan and Qingying?

He recalled it, and remembered the old lady's eyes that had no light at all that day. Maybe she could not see at that time?

For some reason, Nan Shi sighed in his heart. Although he was used to seeing life and death, he couldn't help but feel a little sad - but now that he thought about it, his good person back then was not in vain.

"Let's go back too." Nan Shi led the two girls to the elevator entrance and pressed the elevator. The elevator was stopping on the fifth floor, and the door opened with a ding. Look down, good guy, caller ID 4444.

These days, there is only one person who can call him with this phone, and when he got through the phone, he heard Yuan Songquan say with a smile: "Mr. Nan, I seem to remember that someone said he wanted to invite me to dinner? "

Nan Shi raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Yuan has a good memory, why, do you want to eat today?"

"I just don't know if it's inconvenient for Mr. Nan." Yuan Songquan smiled lowly: "If it's convenient, I've made a reservation. There are many recreational places there. It doesn't matter if Mr. Nan goes to play for a while."

"What if it's inconvenient?" Nan Shi naturally agreed, but at this moment, he just interrupted and chatted with someone.

Although Yuan Songquan made him feel a little strange recently, but the friendship is still there. He promised to treat someone to dinner, and there is nothing wrong with him.

"... Pulling out the tongue, thousands of years..." Yuan Songquan seemed to turn his head to order a few words, and then replied: "Then I have to ask tomorrow."

Yuan Songquan's attitude was a little too low. Nan Shi was thoughtful. This man must have some purpose. Even so, he continued without haste. : "Can I ask a question?"

"You ask." After Yuan Songquan finished speaking, his voice dropped again, as if he had left the microphone: "...The City of Death...200 years..."

"You're so busy, you still call at work, no one cares about you?" Nanshi's curiosity exploded: "If you don't go out now, you won't be able to catch the flight to the world, right? Are you planning to skip work? Are you deducting your salary? ?”

"I'm the boss, and the accountant doesn't dare to deduct my salary. I have the final say on whether to clock in or not." Yuan Songquan smiled even more after hearing this: "I will definitely arrive on time for dinner with Mr. Nan, Mr. Nan." Don't worry... at worst, don't take the plane, just come here directly."

"Come here directly?" Nan Shi asked subconsciously.

Suddenly, the elevator vibrated, Nan Shi was taken aback, and took two steps back, only to see the yin energy in the direction of the elevator door rising sharply, if there was any substance, Qingying and Qinglan stopped him behind.

In the next second, Yin Qi condensed into a gap, and a hand came out of it lightly, tearing open the gap, and a scene appeared in the gap, and in an instant, the worlds of Yin and Yang communicated here.

Yuan Songquan lived behind the desk, and the staff around him came and went, and kept putting various documents on his desk. He held a vermilion pen in one hand, and held his mobile phone in the other. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Nan Shi, his voice It came from the phone: "Come here like this."

People in Nanshi were a little silly: "Fuck...close the door quickly!"

Is there anyone who says that if you open the gate of ghosts, you will open the gate of ghosts?Isn't he afraid that there will be ghosts around him running out through the ghost gate... Oh, he really doesn't have to worry, look at the people in black suits and white suits around him, they are all public officials, if there is a ghost coming to Yuansongquan Slip out, and Yuan Songquan doesn't have to mess around anymore.

Nan Shi had already made some judgments about who Yuan Songquan was. He was either the King of Hades or a great judge. Looking at it now, the emperor was crowned with the Nine Dragon Crown, so it seemed that he didn't need to guess.

Yuan Songquan smiled leisurely at him, and said in a low voice, "See you later."

After all, the phone and the ghost gate were cut off.

The second daughter breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and asked, "Master, are you really going? Mr. Yuan..."

"I know, the position is high and powerful." Nan Shi interrupted: "But that's it, I don't have anything to ask him for help, it's just a matter of peers - I'm old, I can't lick it anymore, if I please Can he make me immortal? Or can I have a good pregnancy in my next life and be a man of destiny?"

Qingying said silently: "...it's really good."

Qinglan: "More than that, if Mr. Yuan gives you a judge, you will be in the immortal class."

"..." Nan Shi frowned, and turned to give himself a step down: "Then why didn't I ask my senior brother? My senior brother can also do it? If I die later, it's not certain whether I will be reincarnated or not. Isn’t it good to be a ghost? When I want to be reincarnated one day, I will ask my brother to give me some emperor’s fate. Wouldn’t it be nice to be an emperor in my next life..."

Nan Shi paused when he said this: "... Tsk, it's wrong for you, I can change it myself, and I don't need to ask my brother."

Qinglan and Qingying looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

That's right, Nan Shi is really not afraid of Yuan Songquan now.

Why does he always make the two of them feel so unreliable?

This is really an unsolved mystery.

The elevator reached the first floor, and when the door opened, Nan Shi was about to go out as he spoke, but he saw a crowd of people guarding the door, all of them were holding mahogany swords, spells, etc., and almost collided with Nan Shi full of heart.

As soon as Zhu Li saw Nan Shi, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then raised his heart again - I told him earlier, let him not come near!It's easy to roll over!And what did Nan Shi do in the elevator? Did he open the ghost door in the elevator when he was so cloudy? !Everyone felt that it was too late to climb over the wall!

Come on, it will definitely be on the headlines tomorrow, such as: "Taoist over the wall, is it for righteousness or for money?"Is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality? ", "A thieves dressed as Taoist priests sneaked into Xuanmiao Temple to steal in Guanqian Street, and after being discovered, they jumped out of the wall! "some type of.

Maybe it will become a meme.

I wish you a good time.

Nan Shi: "... How are you? What's the matter?"

The Taoist priests looked at him, and Nanshi looked at them again. Nanshi instantly realized what was going on. He cursed Yuan Songquan more than three thousand times in his heart, but smiled and said: "...It's all a misunderstanding."

……

***

Nan Shi managed to get away, and arrived at the place where Yuan Songquan had booked a table. This place was in a nearby alley. A private restaurant like a garden.

"What's so interesting about this place?" Nan Shi couldn't help muttering to Qing Ying and the others softly.

As soon as he arrived at this kind of place, he felt the familiar smell that permeated the air - it was the smell of rules, and it was the smell that reminded Nan Shi to put on airs like a dog.

Qingying and Qinglan simply showed up and followed in. Qinglan held back her energy and bent her knees and said, "Returning to the young master, it may be that the scenery here is beautiful, which is why Mr. Yuan said so."

The waiter was also dressed in Hanfu, Qinglan and Qingying mixed in, and it didn't look strange at all. She also curtseyed, her posture was slightly different from Qinglan's, and she should have been trained here: "Mr. Nan, please come with me. "

Nan Shi nodded lightly, and then was taken by the waiter to... the VR hall, which is still equipped with computers, billiards, crane machines, massage rooms, and home theaters. VR is obviously just one of the items.

……good.

Nan Shi agreed with Yuan Songquan's statement, there are indeed a lot of things for entertainment.

Nanshi experienced all the items, and it was almost seven o'clock at the end. The waiter entered the lounge and reminded Nanshi: "Mr. Nan, Mr. Yuan is already waiting for you at Songtao Pavilion."

He nodded in agreement, and followed the waiter to the dining room.

Sure enough, Yuan Songquan was already sitting there. He changed into a suit, and he looked like a normal person. When Nan Shi saw him, he had the illusion that he was still in the Republic of China. Yuan Songquan raised his hand, He didn't even get up to greet him: "Mr. Nan, sit down."

"Well, Mr. Yuan, it's a coincidence that you came. If you don't come again, I will be too hungry." Nan Shi smiled. As soon as he sat down, the waiter at the side would come over and hand him a hot towel, and he was picked up by Qingying He raised his hands, waited on Nan Shi to wash his hands and washed his face, and then stood by Nan Shi's side, making a full gesture.

Yuan Songquan watched from the side calmly: "In this case, let's serve the food first."

Nan Shi drank half of the stomach-warming rice wine, and finally sighed: "This place is not bad, how did you find it? I've lived in S City for so long and I didn't even know there was such a place."

"You don't know it's because you don't want to come." Yuan Songquan raised his hand to fill up the wine cup for him: "The wine here is brewed by the boss himself, which is no worse than that in Shaoxing. It warms up without hurting the stomach, and has a soft aftertaste. It's not easy to get drunk, you can drink more."

Nan Shi was quite aware of his drinking capacity, and after drinking three glasses, he asked Qingying to exchange it for fruit juice—this wine bottle was as big as a thumb, and three drinks meant three mouthfuls.He waved his hand and said, "Mr. Yuan, I took the blame for you today, how will you make it up to me?"

Yuan Songquan knew what was going on after thinking about it for a while: "I'll treat you to this meal? I'll ask Mr. Nan to treat you to the next meal."

"also."

After drinking for three rounds, the food on the table was left with nothing but leftovers. Yuan Songquan applauded and asked someone to bring a table of desserts and fruits. Seeing this, Nan Shi also sat up straight. Judging by his appearance, he was probably about to go to court. The headliner: "Yuan Songquan, are you here today to treat me to dinner?"

Yuan Songquan raised his eyes to look at Nan Shi, his eyes were burning, with a hint of familiarity to Nan Shi, but Nan Shi couldn't remember where he had seen this gaze for a while, and only heard him say: "Otherwise What? Is there anything else? I was looking for something to ask you, Tonan Shi, but unfortunately, everyone under my command can do it, but I can't find anything."

Nan Shi frowned——Damn Yuan Songquan said that the rice wine didn't have much stamina, so why did he feel a little smug?

Yuan Songquan changed the subject: "But having said that, I really have something I want you to take a look at for me."

"Tell me about it." Nan Shi said.

"Mr. Tonan, take a look for me. How is my marriage?"

When Nan Shi heard the words, he raised his head and looked at Yuan Songquan carefully. From his face, he really couldn't tell that he had a fart marriage, but there were quite a lot of rotten peach blossoms. He asked, "How much was it when you died?"

Yuan Songquan reported a series of numbers, but Nan Shi didn't have any hidden thoughts. With a flick of his fingertips, the Luoshu secret map appeared, and Yuan Songquan's natal chart was clearly arranged. Sure enough, the Luoshu secret map showed The result was similar to what he had seen from his face: "Zhu Gusheng, there are quite a lot of rotten peach blossoms. If you are willing, it is easy to have a few dewy marriages, but it is difficult to want a long-term one."

After Nan Shi finished speaking, he said directly: "I can't help you change this fate. If you insist on changing it, you can only ask my senior brother."

The fate of the Lord of a Realm can be easily touched by Nan Shi?Nan Shi felt a headache when he saw Yuan Songquan's natal chart followed by a causal line, anyway, he wouldn't do it if he was asked to do it.

The rules of the fortune-telling world do not involve royal affairs.

Why do fortune tellers, Fengshui practitioners, and dance masters all have three disadvantages and five disadvantages. One is to spy on the destiny, and the other is to reverse cause and effect.

The first one is easy to explain, but the second day is a big problem. This cause and effect can be minor or serious.

For example, when Nanshi guides a cat and tells it where to catch mice, it will only affect the fate of the cat and the lives of the next few animals, and at most one cat owner will be involved. This cause and effect is almost negligible.

If Nanshi is telling a person's fortune and telling him to avoid death, then Nanshi has to recite all the causes and effects that happen after the person avoids death. This is why Nanshi donates money. It's still a temporary doom.Be more powerful, change your fate against the sky, the way of heaven is wrathful, and strike you with lightning, it is because you have touched the karma of too many people, it is no longer useful to do good deeds and accumulate evil virtue, the most is to let the thunder strike lightly , the success rate remains unchanged.

If it moves to the royal family, according to the current saying, it is the leader of the country, and if Yuan Songquan is the king of hell, then there are more than thousands of causes and effects?Calculated at the billion level.Changing the life of an ordinary person is going to be struck by lightning, let alone this level.

It's really about to move, maybe there will be a news in S City some other day that makes the melon-eating people lament that S City has the power to overcome the catastrophe and soar - the probability of being struck by lightning and not even qualified to raise the ashes is high part.

There used to be a disciple in Zhaoyao Mountain, who moved the luck of the world, and then he was hacked to death. Before the luck was changed, he was also included in the sect's annals to warn future generations.

After hearing this, Yuan Songquan frowned and said, "A dewy marriage? I really want to be with him...can it really be changed?"

"No, unless you ask my senior brother to take action." Nan Shi said with one hand: "But my senior brother... I can't tell, the probability is not high, so don't take it too seriously... It depends on the situation, not fate This is really not good. For example, if the person you like has no children with you, then you can have another marriage. If you can’t stay with you for a long time, you can also have another marriage. If you can stick to it In my heart, I can take another share."

The so-called dewy marriage, the epiphyllum is full of clouds, and the dewy marriage is full of illusions.As long as Yuan Songquan handles it properly, it's not impossible to be alone every time the dewy marriage is made, so it's just as good as being together!

Yuan Songquan pondered for a long time, then nodded slightly: "It's me."

Nan Shi smiled lightly: "I'm a little curious, who can tempt you?"

It turns out that Yuan Songquan's latest anomaly is that he has a sweetheart. It doesn't matter whether it's a ghost or a living person. It's normal for him to become strange when he gets emotional.

"I will introduce you to meet when I have the opportunity." Yuan Songquan showed a shy smile, and his face was still a little red.

"Okay, I'll definitely see you." Nan Shi relaxed his back and looked lazily at the sky outside: "It's getting late too, it's almost gone, I'll meet you next time."

Yuan Songquan got up: "I'll see you off."

"No, I came by car." Nan Shi said.

Yuan Songquan insisted: "I will also send you outside the door."

"That's fine." Nan Shi also got up, and the waiters at the side opened the door, and there were other people outside the door with lights to guide the way.

Those two glazed lanterns swayed in the night, with just the right amount of light. The courtyard was surrounded by flowers and trees, and the lights and shadows were scattered. Walking along the long corridor, the breeze was blowing on the face, which was a pleasure.

The glazed lamp looked pretty, Nan Shi couldn't help but take a second look, thinking that when he went back, he would get two lamps at home for display.

After a while, Nan Shi arrived at the parking lot, "Don't send me off, I'm leaving... Can you take a plane when you go back? Don't worry about it, those old Taoist priests almost ate me alive today."

"Understood." Yuan Songquan responded, and ordered a few words with a side face, and then someone sent a wooden box. When he opened it, it turned out to be a glazed lamp. He handed it to Nan Shi: "See if you like it." , take it back to play."

"Okay, thank you." Nan Shi waved his hand, got into the car and was about to leave, but saw Yuan Songquan coming over and knocking on his car window: "...Huh?"

Yuan Songquan leaned over slightly, and leaned over, but Nan Shi didn't check for a moment and let him lean into his ear: "Do you know what this lamp is called?... Hold the candle shadow for the king, and lure the soul to wait for the king to return, this lamp It's called 'Candle Shadow'."

"It's strange." Nan Shi nodded, "Let's go."

"Well, be careful on the road." Yuan Songquan straightened up and watched Nan Shi leave.

Nan Shi took a look in the rearview mirror, and saw that Yuan Songquan also raised a glazed lantern at some point, standing in the distance, as if he was seeing him off.

...strange.

***

When Nan Shi arrived home, he went to see Chi You first as usual.

Chi You was soaking in the hot spring, and when he saw him, he said, "A'nan, have you been drinking?"

"Well, I didn't drink much, just three." Seeing this, Nan Shi didn't bother to go back to take a bath again, took off his clothes and got out of Tangquan, and sighed comfortably: "Today Yuan Songquan came to see me for dinner, and I answered him first." , and went...the wine is really good, I brought back two jars and asked you to taste them too, and I have given them to Qinghe."

Nan Shi lay down on the rocks on the shore, and didn't dare to get too close to Chi You. At this moment, Chi You had already asked someone to beat his shoulders and rub his back, so there was no need for him to step forward.

"That's right, you've got your heart." Chi You boasted, and suddenly got up and walked over. Nan Shi turned his head and saw that Chi You was already beside him.

Chi You raised his hand and rubbed the top of his head, and asked casually: "These few days have been very lively, huh?"

Nan Shi subconsciously sank himself under the water: "...Yes, I'm quite busy."

Damn, why did his senior brother come to tease him at this time.

The wine he drank just now really warmed his stomach and body, Nan Shi pinched his legs, hoping that Chi You would not notice that his unsatisfactory thing had raised its head.

"Tell me." Chi You didn't just put his hand on it, his fingertips ran down Nan Shi's scalp, landed on the back of his neck, and squeezed.

With this pinch, Nan Shi felt a cold flow from his neck into his body. Under the heat and cold, his body couldn't bear it anymore. He shuddered: "Senior brother?"

Chi You let go of his hand: "I'm full of gloom."

It kind of explained why he touched Nan Shi's neck.

"I can't help it. Yuan Songquan has a lot of yin, so I guess he got a little bit offended." Nanshi changed the topic, trying to make Chi You stop paying attention to him: "Speaking of which, Yuan Songquan actually has a sweetheart, but unfortunately he is There is no such fate. If you want to find someone to change the character of the emperor, it will be difficult, right?"

"Anyway, he told me to change it, and I definitely won't do it. I don't want to go through the catastrophe... If there is such a day, I will go to the power plant to generate electricity for the country."

Chi You leaned against Nan Shi's side, listening to him calmly, Nan Shi glanced at him quietly, the soup spring was filled with mist, Chi You's skin was so steamed, it was like washed jade, with a warm light.Xu was getting closer, and the faint scent of Chi You's body penetrated into the tip of his nose, which smelled very good.

When he was talking here, he suddenly felt that he couldn't continue, and his voice paused.

"...Huh?" Chi You uttered a syllable from his throat.

Nan Shi bit the tip of his tongue to try to get his attention back, but one of them didn't pay attention, biting too hard, and immediately there was a bloody smell in his mouth: "Hiss——!"

Seeing this, Chi You stretched out his hand to pinch Nan Shi's chin, raised his head, and said with a smile, "Open your mouth... why bite yourself hard?"

"One... I didn't pay attention..." Nan Shi said vaguely, reaching out to hold his leg.

Damn, why hasn't his senior brother heard enough?

He is also stupid enough, why bite himself if he has nothing to do!Instead, it attracted his brother's attention!

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll just ask Qingying to apply the medicine... Senior brother, the water is dirty, you go up first."

Chi You let go, and looked at him thoughtfully: "Alright."

He didn't say much, went ashore, put on his clothes and went back.

Nan Shi breathed a sigh of relief, thank God!

Father Tiandao, I will set up a supper table for you when I go back today!

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①From "Continuing Nie Haihua · Chapter [-]"

②This doggerel was originally an interactive prop from Jiansan, but then I changed the sentence for some reason, and I didn’t find any other sources. Anyway, I didn’t make it up, and I don’t have this level of education