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

"..." Seeing that Zhou Ren was about to pass by, Nan Shi hurriedly closed his eyes that had been secretly opened a crack, pretending to be deep and said: "Little brother, you lost your father at the age of three, and you lost your father at the age of seven." Mother, since then I have lived on a hundred meals, but I was born a lone star, and gradually the villagers don't want to get close to you anymore."

"You are sixteen this year, and you will be seventeen in January. You have a crush, and she also likes you, but her family is already making marriage proposals for her, and the other party is not you. Is the old man right?"

Zhou Ren's raised footsteps did not fall for a long time. When the last syllable of Nanshi fell, he turned his head stiffly to look at Nanshi, and said coldly: "So what if you are right, so what if you are not right? I have no money."

"Alas—this statement is wrong, and the old man is not greedy for your money."

Zhou Ren immediately continued: "Then you are greedy for something more important to me."

Nan Shi: "..."

My friend, why didn't I see that you were so smart when you were young?What do you do with this corporate-level understanding of your obsession with love?Is it not enough to work hard to make money and open a multinational company to become the top 1 in the Forbes ranking?

Nan Shi shook his head calmly, and directly ignored this sentence: "Do you want to break this fate?"

The wind blows the clouds slowly drifting in the sky, even the sunlight is reflected from time to time.

During the change of light and shadow, Nan Shi also knew that it was too late. He opened his eyes, glanced at Zhou Ren with a smile, and stood up leaning on the flag: "If little brother has this intention, I will wait for you here at this time tomorrow."

He passed Zhou Ren by his side, holding a flag in one hand and ringing a bell in the other, and sang: "There is little consultation in life, and it is difficult to rely on your ancestors to make decisions. "

Zhou Ren was independent in the dark bridge hole, watching the old Taoist in Tsing Yi step into the sunlight, and slowly, he could no longer see him.

Crack this fate...?

Zhou Ren showed a sarcastic smile and left - how could he have the time and money?Whether it is today, tomorrow, this year, or next year, he will continue to run around for a bite of food and a piece of clothing.

I don't want to marry a wife, and I don't want to harm others.

***

Nan Shi pretended to be aggressive and ran away. Feeling the eyes behind him move away, he slipped into the alley without the sun with a swish - the sun burned his body, almost like being in a sauna room.

After a while, he should be sweating. Hey, today is a bad start, and we will fight again tomorrow!Anyway, he's free, so he doesn't believe that he doesn't even feel tempted after squatting in Zhou Ren for a year or so!

"Hey! Daoist! Don't go!" Suddenly someone shouted out of breath.

Nan Shi looked back, and saw an old lady in indigo cloth chasing from the end of the alley. She stopped when she saw Nan Shi, and then slowed down: "Taoist! Daoist, do you count?"

"Look." Nan Shi stroked his fake beard with a fairy-like appearance: "Weddings, funerals, and auspicious times, old Taoists know a thing or two."

"That's good, that's good!" The old lady stroked her chest and panted non-stop. Obviously, she couldn't bear it after running for a while. She took out two pieces of red paper from her sleeve: "Don't mind, the old lady wanted to I went to Hanshan Temple outside the city to find Master Yuan, but my old man is sick and really cannot do without others, and was in a hurry when I heard your ringtone, it seems that this is fate pointed out by God!"

Nan Shi took the red paper, opened it, counted with his fingers pretendingly, closed his eyes slightly, shook his head and said, "Wonderful!... Even if there is a destiny, the old man will not accept your money. When the auspicious time comes, you Just give the old man a fruit, and let the old man feel happy."

The old lady's face was filled with joy, and she immediately understood the meaning of Nan Shi's words: "You mean... these characters fit well?"

These horoscopes are really compatible, and the woman’s child palace, Ziwei Tianfu, sits in the palace, and the master’s children have three or four people. There is no problem at all in setting up a junior college.

The husband and wife palaces of both parties are also the Lord's happiness and happiness, the piano is harmonious, although there are occasional quarrels, but it is also a temporary anger, fighting at the head of the bed and making peace at the end of the bed.Don't look at the lightness of these words, if you calculate the fortunes of couples in the world, the one who can come up with such a result is one in a million.

Nanshi is really not bluffing at this point.

"If it's another 50 years in the morning, I'll have to call you 'Lao Fengjun'." Nan Shi boasted, and the old lady's brows couldn't hide her joy, and she took out the purse from her sleeve without looking at it. Nan Shi stuffed it in his hand: "Bei Daoist, thank you so much! If so, can you give me an auspicious time? Let's see when is the best time for my son to do business?"

Nanshi has the final say, it's simple, it's good to just look at the almanac, but the bridegroom's parents' palace looks like a guest, so it's better sooner rather than later. "Five days will be the auspicious date. If it is too late, it will be on the 23rd. If it is later, I am afraid that this good marriage will not be stable."

"Ah?" The old lady was dumbfounded, and said hastily: "Is this... a bit too rushed? Bei Daochang, can you tell me why?"

Nan Shi shook his head: "The heavenly secret must not be revealed."

He put the money bag back into the old lady's hand: "Just remember to treat the old Taoist to eat a piece of fruit on the wedding day to make you happy, and I won't charge money today."

The old lady didn't understand, but she also understands the rules of fortune-telling. The more unpredictable the husband's words are, the more accurate they are. I'm afraid that if he speaks too clearly, he will be punished by God. Can Jin say it's over?

As long as it turns out to be good, that's fine!The old lady pushed and pushed to give the money to Nan Shi: "No, no, this money must be collected, and I feel uneasy if I don't accept it or not! Daoist, you can accept it! I will never forget you with a glass of water and wine later!"

Nan Shi thought, yes, the money really has to be collected.

He opened the wallet, took a dime note from it, and returned the rest to the old lady: "This is enough, too much is not enough."

"Getting married early is also a joy." He reminded again, and then walked away with his flag and bell in his hands.

Only then did the old lady suddenly realize that when she thought of the old man who was not very good at home, her heart was twisted like a knife, and she bowed several times in the direction Nan Shi was walking, and went home like flying.

Nan Shi sighed, isn't it true that all the people who can come to him for fortune-telling are ghosts, and he didn't realize that the old lady should still be alive—although according to modern times, she should be dead, But who can figure out how Father Tiandao calculates?

Remedy in time.

Nanshi went to the main street, bought eight white and fat big-faced steamed buns with this dime, and went to the corner to distribute them to the little beggars.

He himself didn't care whether the place was dirty or not, so he just squatted in the corner and ate with them—these days are much more chaotic than modern times, and it's not uncommon for modern times to have organizations to control beggars' begging, let alone these days.

Instead of giving them some money that they don't know if they can get it, it's better to take care of them.

"Thank you, Daoist!" The little beggars thanked Nan Shi, and immediately gobbled up the white flour steamed buns in their hands. Nan Shi didn't mind, so he squatted next to them to eat with them, and asked them to beg for their saliva drink.

After eating, a group of cats basked in the sun together. A little beggar looked around vigilantly, and then took out a cloth bag from his arms. When he opened the bag, it was a small piece of maltose , he carefully stuffed the candy into Nan Shi's hand: "Master Taoist, eat this!"

Naturally, Nan Shi didn't know how to eat it. He had bad teeth, and whenever he ate something too sweet, he would get a toothache: "No need, you guys can eat it. I'm old and my teeth are not good! I don't have such a good taste!"

The little beggar nodded. He lowered his head and licked the malt candy. Feeling some sweetness, he immediately took it away and passed it to the next one.

The next little beggar did the same thing. After this round, the maltose was still the same as the original one except for the wet surface.The little beggar took a look and hid the maltose. His voice was a little hoarse during the voice-changing period: "Master Dao, don't sit here, your clothes are dirty."

"Is there anything dirty or not?" Nan Shi stroked his beard, his heart moved, and asked, "Old man, I just came to S city to hang out and eat. Do you know which family is going to hold weddings and weddings? I'll come to ask for one." Life."

As soon as this question was asked, the little beggars immediately started chattering. This is really the right question. Is there anyone in the whole city who knows these trivial matters better than them?The leading little beggar said: "Master Daoist, I know this! The daughter of Aunt Liu's family in Dawang's Lane is already looking for a matchmaker. Daoist Master can go to his house to have a look."

"Also, the old man of the Qi family in Xiaowangjia Lane ahead is going to die!" The little beggars said seven or eight things in a row, most of them were in this area, not far away, but it would be far away if they ran once. .

"Why don't you talk about that!" A little beggar pushed away the others and rushed to Nan Shi to offer a treasure: "Did you see the water affairs building in front?"

He made a thumbs up gesture: "The leader inside, Secretary Yao's son was bewitched a few days ago! It was useless to send him to that foreign hospital, and he still hasn't woken up! I heard from their family a few days ago. Liu Bao’s mother said that Secretary Yao wanted to find a Taoist priest to summon his son’s soul! She said there was 100 yuan in the ocean!”

Nan Shi listened happily: "I can't do this, I can only tell fortunes!"

"Don't! Go and try! A kind-hearted person like you will get rich sooner or later!" said the little beggar, twisting his nose.

"That depends on whether God gives me this life." Nan Shi got up, patted his clothes, "Okay, I'm leaving too, thank you guys for chatting with me, an old man."

The little beggars said goodbye to him one after another, Nan Shi waved his hand and left - he walked very cautiously, specially burrowing into the alley, without him, he was afraid of falling on the ground and being seen by others, which would be embarrassing.

Unexpectedly, nothing bad happened to Nanshi after walking for a long time. He even drank a few sips of water on purpose, and even stepped on pebbles specifically, and nothing happened.

Tiandao's father finally stopped staring at him?

Forget it, let's go home first, if nothing happens until tomorrow, then it should be true.

He walked leisurely along the shadow of the alley, the bell hung under the banner, tinkling with his steps.

After leaving the alley, turn two more corners and you will almost reach home.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Wait! That Tsing Yi Taoist! Stop!"

It was accompanied by a whistle.

A man in a black Chinese tunic came up to Nan Shi on a bicycle, and he raised his police cap: "You, yes, it's you! Take out your Taoist certificate and have a look! Routine inspection!"

Nan Shi: "...?"

Taoist card?He is a ghost, why does he have that thing? !

Seeing Nan Shi, the patrolman was silent for a long time, pulled out his baton and handcuffs from his waist, and said cursingly: "Tsk, I said earlier that the top is getting the limelight, so I can't wait to come out to cheat money! I hate money scammers like you the most!" Old thing! What are you looking at! Reach out——! Follow me to the bureau to report!"

Nan Shi: "...???"

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①: From Yuan Tiangang's Bone Song