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

"It's hopeless, wait for death, and leave." Nan Shi subconsciously gave him a three-command, and before Zou Jin opened his mouth to howl, he added: "Where are you now?"

"In the parking lot." Zou Jin wanted to cry but said without tears: "Then what am I going to do now?! Can you tell me first?!"

Looking at his background, Nanshi knew that he was in the car. He thought for a while and said, "Don't get out of the car, close your eyes now, is your dad next to you? Hold him tight! Wait for me to come over."

Zou Jin hastily closed his eyes. Zou Zhidong was already holding him, but after hearing this, he hugged his bastard even more tightly, and said to the camera, "Thank you, Mr. Nan, I just kept hugging...what's the matter?" Is it important?"

"Let's talk about this later, Mr. Zou just don't let go."

Nan Shi got up and was about to say hello to Li Wenbo, but Li Wenbo waved his hand: "Go quickly."

Nan Shi nodded his head as a farewell, turned and left.Not only that, he also told Qinglan: "Qinglan, go over and watch first, and don't let anything happen to Zou Jin."

"Yes, young master." Qinglan's figure disappeared instantly like a streak of blue.

Qingying reminded helplessly from the side: "Master, it's almost time to go home for dinner, the old lady is still waiting for you."

"Anyway, I have to go to the parking lot when I go home, and I can't use Piao now." Nan Shi shrugged.

After being tossed and tossed by Lao Yang, the sun has already reflected a bright sunset glow in the sky, golden, red, pink and purple, which is too beautiful to behold.Nan Shi looked up and said, "It's really a coincidence that Zou Jin met this time."

At dusk, when the devil meets the devil, it is a good time for many ghosts to go out and play.

There was a distance from Li Wenbai's Ziyun to the parking lot. Because Qinglan had already passed by, Nanshi was not in a hurry. On the way, he saw a stall selling candied haws without a queue, so he bought a few bunches to take home to eat.

Because it was Chinese New Year, there were not many cars in the parking lot. As soon as Nan Shi entered, he saw Feng Ziheng leaning out the window and waving wildly at him: "Nan Shi, this way!"

Nan Shi walked to the window, saw the two father and son hugging each other tightly in the back seat, and said: "Okay, you can let go."

Zou Zhidong was still a little nervous: "Mr. Nan, do you see this...?"

"Why did he look back? Did you hear someone calling him? Did you see anything?" Nan Shi asked, "Zou Jin, tell me."

Zou Jin closed his eyes and howled: "I don't know, and no one called me, I felt someone pushing me to look back, and even twisted my neck! There is no one behind, there should be no one." What do you see?"

"That's good." Nan Shi gestured, Zou Zhidong subconsciously moved in, Nan Shi squeezed beside Zou Jin, and ordered: "Drive, go to Beimen Temple."

Beimen Temple is a famous temple in S City, located in the north of S City, hence the name Beimen Temple.The Beimen Temple is in the city, and it takes 15 minutes to get there without traffic jams.

In fact, the Town God's Temple in front is also a good choice, but since Zou Jin turned his head away abruptly, he had to find a more powerful temple to worship—this means that the Yang fire on Zou Jin's body has been weakened to the point It has reached such a level that ghosts can touch him.

Zou Jin looked left and right, there was his father on one side, and the boss on the other, he suddenly felt relieved, he poked Nan Shi: "Is there any reason why you asked my dad to hold me just now?"

"Your yang energy is weak." Nan Shi reached out and brushed his right shoulder, the yang fire fluttered a bit, became a little brighter, but then weakened quickly, almost nothing——when the person turned his head, Naturally, the Yang fire on the shoulders will be wiped out and weakened, so many places have this rule. If you hear someone calling you in the middle of the night, you must not turn your head. Of course, it is best not to respond.

"Your dad can cover you with his yang energy by holding you, so that some things can't find you for a while." Nan Shi explained.

After Zou Jin heard it, he turned his head and looked at his father: "Then should I hug my father again?"

Nan Shi: ...Come on, the other one is also extinguished.

He originally wanted to say that who would dare to come up to his own death when he is stuck here, but now that he thinks about it, the corners of his mouth twitched: "...let's hug it."

"Hey!" Zou Jin responded, and hugged his father: "You are really my real father!"

Zou Zhidong: "..."

Why do you feel so ashamed.

But he is an old man, and his son can be a coward, but he can't: "Thank you, Mr. Nan, it's my fault...it's my fault, just don't buy any jade pendants."

Nan Shi waved his hand: "It's hard to talk about this kind of thing. It's best not to carry the old things on your body directly. Put them in a box and make sure there's nothing wrong with them."

"Okay." The other party responded in one voice.

Zou Jin lost his patience after holding it for a while, and quietly took out the phone to pass the time by swiping the video, but after pressing the phone several times, there was no response. A beautiful young lady came out and was dancing to the cheerful music.

Everyone loves to see beauties, the young lady smiled like a flower, and blinked at the screen: "I like it?"

"Give me a thumbs up, okay?"

Zou Jin laughed unconsciously, and when he was about to like the young lady, his mobile phone was suddenly taken away by Nan Shi.

Nan Shi looked at the ghost on the phone screen, and said in a straight voice, "Not good."

"...Uh." The video got stuck, and Miss Gui wanted to try harder: "Excuse me, am I really not good-looking? Please, please give me a like!"

Nan Shi smiled slightly: "You're ugly... Also, I reported it."

Nan Shi backhandedly reported the live broadcast room, then exited the software, and threw the phone back into Zou Jin's arms: "Be honest, hold your father tight."

Before Zou Jin realized what happened, he thought it was a normal short video, and hugged his father tightly for no reason, and then his head was pushed down by Nan Shi, and Zou Zhidong's collar was pulled Covering him: "Hey, be safe this way."

Zou Zhidong reacted instantly and held Zou Jin's head: "Okay, thank you for reminding Mr. Nan."

Zou Jin said weakly: "...I'm about to be smothered to death..."

"Wait until you are really going to die." Nan Shi said with a smile.

After a while, they arrived at the Beimen Temple. The father and son got out of the car maintaining such an awkward posture, and Feng Ziheng and the driver followed.

There are very few tourists today, and there are a few sticks of incense on the temple table at the entrance, but there are no people.Nan Shi held up three sticks of incense, reminding them that they could relax, and then the father and son relaxed, and followed Nan Shi together to get a free incense stick.

After entering this door, it is actually temporarily safe.Nan Shi led a few people to worship before the incense cauldron, and then instructed: "Zou Jin, be careful when you enter the incense, and don't break the incense... Ziheng, you also come to worship."

With this reminder, Zou Jin didn't dare to breathe when he entered the incense, and he was relieved until the incense stayed firmly in the incense cauldron: "Is this all right?"

"Okay, so we can go back."

In fact, the most dangerous journey is in the middle section. It’s normal to have a car accident when you get in the car, and it’s like Zou Jin’s video, but if you get through it, it’s fine. After all, Zou Jin was only enraged by that jade pendant. It's a little bit heavier, but it's not for the sake of death.

Zou Zhidong asked a little anxiously: "Is this all right? Do you want me to buy some high fragrance to show my sincerity?"

Nan Shi thought for a while: "It's okay, or donate some merit money."

Zou Zhidong responded, and took the driver to go shopping. Miao Zhu finally came back at this moment. Seeing a customer who wanted to buy Gaoxiang, his face became more attentive. Zou Zhidong originally wanted to spend money to eliminate disasters. Thoughts, big spenders bought a lot.

Feng Ziheng looked around, and for some reason he felt a lot more relaxed after burning the incense. He smiled and said, "Nan Shi, you still have this skill. It's amazing...why didn't you say it before."

Nan Shi shrugged: "You have to believe me when I say it!"

Zou Jin raised his hand and said, "If I didn't really feel that someone turned my head away, I thought you were just bluffing me."

Nan Shi rolled his eyes and took out the QR code: "Yes, that's right, it's just to bluff you, friend, you just used my escort service, please give me some money, just a few million will be enough !"

"...Are you stealing money?!" Zou Jin screamed.

Several people laughed. At this moment, Zou Zhidong came back with a pile of incense sticks in his arms. After lighting all the incense sticks, he wanted to ask Nan Shi to have a meal. Nan Shi glanced at the time and said, "Forget it, you're welcome." , please just turn around and send me home, my car is still in the parking lot...my house is still waiting for me to go back for dinner, next time I will definitely visit."

"Okay, then I will definitely do it next time!" Zou Zhidong looked at Nanshi, always feeling something strange, but he couldn't tell. A group of people got in the car and took Nanshi home after a while. Looking at the familiar house, Zou Zhidong His expression changed, but he quickly hid it again. He smiled and sent Nan Shi out of the car. When Nan Shi entered the door, he grabbed Feng Ziheng and Zou Jin and asked, "You two tell me the truth! How did you two know Mr. Nan?" ?!"

"...huh? Don't you know Dad?" Zou Jin was dumbfounded. He thought his father at least knew Nan Shi, otherwise why would he be so obedient: "Didn't you ask me to come to Nan Shi's house in the morning to listen to some year-end report meeting?" ? He was squatting by the river to smoke, I borrowed a fire in the past, that's how I met him!"

Feng Ziheng was also a little confused: "Uncle Zou, have you ever met Nan Shi? Not once?"

"How could I have seen it!" Zou Zhidong felt bitter, he knew why he always felt that Nan Shi was very strange - obviously he was Zou Jin's friend, logically he should call him 'uncle' like Feng Ziheng, and be more polite He said 'Uncle', but Nan Shi called him 'Sir' the whole time, and he used the words you come and go. He was stunned by Nan Shi's status as a fortune teller, and he didn't even react.

Now that I think about it, he is the department manager under him, no wonder he can't be called a respectful title!

Zou Zhidong thought about it, made a phone call and made an appointment with Feng Ziheng's father, planning to pull Feng Ziheng's father to teach them a good lesson.

***

"Back?" Chi You said slowly.

"I've met senior brother." Nan Shi sat down beside Chi You after saluting, looked around but didn't see his grandma: "Well... went out to play for a while, where is my grandma?"

The latter sentence is for Qinghe.

Qinghe bent his knees and replied: "Young master, the old lady has already used it, and now she is going to take a walk in the yard."

"Oh." Nan Shi glanced at the time. It was already past six o'clock. His grandma usually ate after five o'clock. Then he went to see Chi You. Seeing him staring at him with a slight frown, he looked down at himself and asked Said: "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

"Where did you get the rustic look?" Chi You explained, moved his fingers, and ordered: "Go and change the young master's clothes before coming back."

"Yes." Qing Lan had already prepared clothes and came over, planning to change for Nan Shi.Nanshi has never been particular about it. Normally, he would just take off his coat and put on a new one in such a situation. Fangzheng still has clothes inside, so there is nothing to be ashamed of. But today is not the case. He waved his hand and walked into the side room. Only then did I change clothes and come out.

After Nanshi's body became familiar with the scent of incense, Chi You's expression became more relaxed, and before he could speak, he heard Nanshi ask over there: "Brother, if someone has a bad temper, but asks to you, will you help?"

Chi You supported him with one hand, and Nan Shi poured wine for him in time, and he said: "Whether to help or not to help, it's just a thought, why do you need to worry so much?"

Chi You's words made Nanshi suddenly enlightened, and even his spirit improved, he said with a smile: "I think so too!"

"Hmm..." Chi You drank all the wine, and said in a long way: "A'nan, you still have to learn."

Nan Shi turned laughter into tears in an instant, looked at Chi You curiously, and waited for his next words: "...huh?"

Chi You smiled slightly, and didn't say anything more. Instead, he stretched out a finger to poke Nan Shi's eyebrows, and pushed him away: "Eat."

Nan Shi was bewildered, but he still responded. Instead of pouring himself wine, he opened a bottle of lemon tea—he was going to quit drinking from today, and it was a mistake to drink, so he lowered his head and ate peacefully.

After a meal, Chi You didn't intend to let him assign homework. Nan Shi ran away on the pretext of going to talk to his grandma. Chi You saw it a little strangely. I can't get to the bottom of it, what happened today?

He thought for a while, and ordered: "Go and find out what happened to the young master today."

"Yes."

***

On the other side, as soon as Lao Yang took Lao Liu out of the house, he went straight to the nearest funeral supplies store. The store was not open on the second day of the new year, and finally opened it with money. As soon as Lao Liu entered the door, he saw the pestle. The paper maid at the base of the wall took a step back in fright, her feet were hanging stiffly in the air, and she didn't dare to go in: "Brother, I won't go in..."

In the past, he was not afraid at all, but after what Mr. Nan said today, he was as scared as someone.

Lao Yang nodded: "Just stand at the door and don't move around, I'll come out right away."

"well!"

The owner of the shop is a little old man, about seventy years old, with a dry and thin body, only a pair of eyes are particularly bright, and it is even a bit dazzling.The shop owner gave Lao Yang and Lao Liu at the door a meaningful look: "How much to buy? You can get a 1000% discount if you spend more than 1000 yuan, and if you give a deposit of [-] yuan, you can keep it and cook it for you later."

The last sentence made Lao Yang's hair stand on end. He swallowed, collected himself and said, "As much as you have in stock."

"Huh?" The shopkeeper was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything. He quickly piled up the paper figures, paper horses and various paper money in the shop into the box. He moved very quickly, and he organized them into four big boxes in a short while: " Alright, a total of [-], and the change will be given to you."

Lao Yang didn't bother to ask the price at the moment, he paid the money quickly, and the shopkeeper even helped him pile the boxes on the car. The sixth son didn't know what to do, he refused to touch those boxes anyway, and got into the car Sitting on the co-pilot shivering: "Brother, that old man, did you see that...he cursed me! What does it mean to burn us later! He is cursing us!"

Hearing this, Lao Yang stared sideways at him for a while, and then slapped Lao Liu on the face. Lao Liu was beaten until his eyes became black, and Lao Yang asked, "Are you awake?!"

Lao Liu was stunned and said nothing, Lao Yang raised his hand and slapped him again: "Are you awake?!"

"... Wake up." The sixth son said nah.

Lao Yang nodded and didn't say much. He drove the car all the way to the southeast according to Nan Shi's instructions. His heart gradually became chilly, and even the hairs on his back blew up. He was in a hurry at the time, so he didn't think much about it. But now that I think about it, the southeast...isn't it the direction of their last digging bucket!

"Mr. Nan has some skills. If you are obedient, your life will always be saved." Old Yang murmured.

The sixth child stared at the front without saying a word. It was half dark now, and there were very few pedestrians on the road. When they left the city, it would be even more deserted.

After a long while, he said: "Southeast, where do you have to drive to be considered southeast?"

Lao Yang: "In the tomb."

Sixth child: "..."

Their vote was actually done in the mountains between S City and Z City. As long as they got on the highway, it took more than an hour in the past. It wasn't very good. After driving on the high speed for a while, they got off the high speed at a relatively deserted highway intersection and drove straight into the mountains.

In the second half of the road, you can't drive and you have to climb the mountain by yourself. The two of them can carry dozens of kilograms of equipment, let alone a few boxes of worthless paper money. They arrived near the 'construction site' in half an hour.

Lao Yang followed the old rules in the industry. Generally, no explosives were used. They were all excavated with Luoyang shovels, and they were buried as they were dug. It was not ambiguous at all, and vegetation and the like had to be replanted. Let’s take a look now. , the original buried place is in a mess, and the red mud underneath has been turned up, so that people can tell at a glance that that piece has been dug up.

"It's a good thing it hasn't rained these two days...otherwise the Patriarch will not spare you!" Lao Yang cursed, and dragged the sixth child with cold hands and feet to the tomb.

If it rained and the rainwater poured into the tomb along the robber's hole, then the tomb would be considered ruined.The things that have been buried for hundreds of years are so fragile that they dare not touch them randomly when they enter them. If they touch them a little, the things inside will be turned into powder, let alone rainwater washing in?

Lao Liu didn't check, staggered, and fell straight down. The two cardboard boxes on his back fell apart and rolled to the ground.

A paper man with two blobs of bright red blush on his face turned out of the cardboard box and landed on him. When he looked up, he saw the paper man's big white face without eyes, and screamed in fright. One voice: "Mom—!"

Lao Yang tore the paper figurine away, knelt down on him without saying a word, kowtowed a few times, and said loudly: "I'm sorry, Grandpa! The ignorance of the younger generation disturbed your peace. ! Now I will bring him here to apologize to you!"

"Grandpa" is a slang word in the industry. It generally refers to the deceased owner of the tomb, and it can also refer to immortals and ghosts.

His voice echoed in the valley, Lao Yang said it three times, and then he took out the paper money and set it on fire, a flame came out of the lighter, a gust of wind blew over, shook the flame twice, and then extinguished go.

Lao Yang's hands were also trembling a little. He rubbed his sweaty palms and pressed the lighter again.

The wind blows, and the flame goes out again.

Lao Yang cursed, and then reprimanded: "Kowtow to me! Kowtow until Grandpa can spare you!"

Old Liu responded, kowtowed and repeated: "Grandpa, I was wrong, please forgive me, Grandpa, I will never dare again!"

Lao Yang clicks again, kills again!

He rolled his eyes and threw a handful of paper money out. He threw the ingots all over the floor, and he shouted: "Grandpas, please do me a favor. These are all for my respect!"

He sprinkled it several times in a row, but the cloudy wind finally stopped coming. He successfully ignited the paper money, and the flame ignited instantly. Gather and ignite.

The paper money burned extremely fast. As soon as Lao Liu sprinkled a handful of paper money into it, the flames shot up to someone's height. He held back the fear in his heart, hurriedly hugged the paper man over, and threw it into the flames: "Grandpa This is the filial girl my grandson gave you, serving you tea, water, laundry, and quilts, don't be disgusted!"

He kept repeating this sentence, and the two of them worked hard for more than half an hour before dissolving all the paper money.Lao Yang spat in his palm and picked up the Luoyang shovel. Neither of the two brothers was hungry or thirsty, and they buried their heads in digging.

It was almost midnight, and when it was midnight, the two of them finally entered the tomb again, and the place they were used to looking at looked extremely strange at this moment.

Lao Liu's throat was so hot that it hurt, he said hoarsely: "Brother, why don't we go and eat something before coming back... The master said that we will kneel for twelve hours!"

Lao Yang glared at him: "I'm hungry, I won't die of hunger!"

The sixth child dared not speak again.

The tomb is not big, just a structure of three rooms and one hall. The two walked to the main tomb with ease. Lao Yang lit up the tomb with a flashlight, and sure enough, he saw a corner of the coffin that was pitch black and had a burnt hole.

He couldn't bear it any longer, and kicked Lao Liu's knee, making him kneel down!

"Where's the stuff?!" he yelled.

Lao Liu's knees were in severe pain, he took out the jade pendant from his pocket tremblingly, put it in front of the coffin, kowtowed upright, then knelt down and stopped talking.

Lao Yang gritted his teeth and knelt down beside him.

The tomb was extremely quiet, except for the heavy breathing of the two people, which still showed their existence, everything seemed to have disappeared.

This is normal, this is not a place for living people to stay.

Suddenly, the searchlights on Lao Yang and Lao Liu went out, and the whole tomb was plunged into darkness!