Skilled in managing a house

Seeing that Zhang Yu asked more and more carefully, the man in his fifties couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Moreover, Zhang Yu's questions were actually difficult for him to answer.

But if you dare to go out and set up a stall on the street, you will never be questioned easily.

The man in his fifties said solemnly this time: "Six words and seven tones, Amitabha Buddha, these seven tones actually represent the seven Buddhas of Buddhism. These seven Buddhas are Vipassana Buddha, Vipassana Buddha, Visapa Buddha, Detain Sun Buddha, Kunagami Buddha, Kassapa Buddha, and Sakyamuni Buddha. If we talk about the directions, it is actually the direction where the seven Buddhas are. Buddhas are everywhere, so the directions where the Buddhas are constantly changing. The most important thing What is true is that there is a Buddha in my heart. As for the location of the Seven Buddhas, that is the location of the Seven Sounds. How to push the disk is even more mysterious. I told you, but you don’t understand."

After hearing this, Zhang Yu thought to himself, "If you can't do it, you can't do it. Is there any need to brag like this?"

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "I'm just eager to learn, so I asked my uncle for some advice."

"If this is just a pointer, it would be a long story. I don't have that much time. I pay a few hundred yuan a minute. It's mainly because it's a bit early today. After a while, people who come to me for fortune telling and fortune telling will line up. "The man in his fifties said, shaking his head slightly, with an equally incomprehensible look on his face.

This time, even Pan Yun on the side frowned. Just now, he said that he was only a destined person, but now, everyone is queuing up to ask you for fortune telling. You are so awesome that you can brag about it.

She then glanced sideways at Zhang Yu. He is such a liar. You always talk nonsense to him. If you don’t want to go to my house, just say so.

"I know it will delay the uncle's making money. I am sincerely asking for advice. I hope that for the sake of my sincerity, the uncle can give me more advice. I don't want to ask anything else. I just want to study this six-character seven-syllable." Zhang Yu Show a sincere smile.

"Oh you." The man in his fifties looked embarrassed, "What do you want me to say? What if you just want to learn the six words and seven tones?"

At this point, his eyes suddenly rolled, and he continued: "I do have an ancient detailed explanation of the art of seven sounds here, but this book is a priceless treasure passed down by my master."

As soon as Zhang Yu heard that there were still books, he immediately asked: "Uncle, can you take it with you? Can you lend it to me?"

"How can I keep such a precious book with me?" the man in his fifties said with confidence.

"Then let's go to your house." Zhang Yu said.

The man in his fifties shook his head directly, "No, no."

"Uncle, how can you lend me this book to read?" Zhang Yu asked.

"If you must want to read it," the man in his fifties raised his head and said with his nostrils pointing to the sky: "It's really embarrassing that you are so sincere. If I don't lend it to you, it will seem stingy on my part. Otherwise, I'll have someone give the book to you." Here, you pay me a deposit, take it back and read it yourself, and then return the book to me after you finish reading it."

"Okay." Zhang Yu nodded directly, "How much will it cost?"

"Uh," the man in his fifties began to think about it and said slowly, "Five."

His voice was very long, as if he was worried that the price he wanted was too high, so he asked Zhang Yu to run away. I'm also worried that if I bid too low, it won't be cost-effective.

Zhang Yu just looked at him with a smile. As for the price, Zhang Yu really didn't care. As long as it can inspire him, he can afford it no matter how much.

"Ten thousand" The man in his fifties gritted his teeth and shouted out the word "ten thousand". He followed Zhang Yu and stared at him to see Zhang Yu's reaction.

Zhang Yu understood what he was thinking, deliberately frowned and said: "Fifty thousand. That's a lot."

"This is a secret that is not passed down by the Buddhists, and it was handed down from my ancestors. It is not an exaggeration to say it is an antique. If you don't want it, forget it," said the man in his fifties.

"Okay! That's fifty thousand! Fifty thousand!" Zhang Yu also gritted his teeth.

"Do you have so much money on you?" The man in his fifties was overjoyed and asked immediately.

"I don't have so much cash. There is a bank nearby. I will go and withdraw the money." Zhang Yu said.

"Since you are so sincere, I will lend you my family's secret that has not been passed down. After reading it, you must send it back to me!" the man in his fifties said seriously.

"Definitely." Zhang Yu nodded.

"Then why don't you go and get the money? I'll call and ask my family to deliver the book." The man in his fifties said.

"Okay." Zhang Yu immediately went to the bank not far away.

Pan Yun followed Zhang Yu, and when he was approaching the bank, he whispered softly: "Zhang Yu, what are you doing? This guy is obviously a liar. How can his book be a correct book? "

"If you want to find the kidnapped person, I'm afraid you have to fall on this book." Zhang Yu said in a low voice.

"Really or not?" Pan Yun couldn't help but be surprised.

"Of course it's true." Zhang Yu said confidently.

"Then let me see if you can find it." Pan Yun curled his lips.

While they were going into the bank to withdraw money, the man in his fifties dialed a phone number.

After the call was connected, a middle-aged woman's voice sounded, "Hello."

"My dear, go to my bookcase and find a book called "The Detailed Explanation of the Seven Tones" for me." The man in his fifties said in a low voice.

"You have to come back and look for those crappy books yourself. I don't have the time. I have to play mahjong later!" said the middle-aged woman.

"Please, hurry up, hurry up," the man in his fifties urged.

His voice was still not loud.

This time the middle-aged woman discovered the problem and asked in confusion: "Why do you speak in such a low voice and become a thief?"

"Why are you a thief? I have a big job here. There is a rich silly boy who wants to learn Feng Shui from me and buy my book "The Seven Sounds Detailed". He gave me 50,000 yuan." The man in his fifties laughed. said the voice.

"Fifty thousand?" The middle-aged woman's voice suddenly rose, "Really?"

"Of course it's true, you lied to me!" the man in his fifties said proudly.

"I'll look for it right away. Once I find it, where will I send it to?" the middle-aged woman asked.

"Pedestrian Street is where I set up my stall. By the way, we have three copies of that book at home, and they are all placed together. Bring me the one that is the thinnest and looks the oldest," the fifty-year-old man warned. road.

"I understand, don't worry." the middle-aged woman said.

"Also, there is also. I don't know if there is a price or publisher on the back cover of that book. You tore off the back cover and thought it was an ancient book." The man in his fifties whispered again.

"Okay." The middle-aged woman said.

Zhang Yu and Pan Yun went to the bank to withdraw money and returned to the fifty-year-old man.

Zhang Yu patted the money in his hands and said, "There are fifty thousand in total, and they are all here."

The man in his fifties nodded, half-squinting his eyes, with an inscrutable look on his face, as if he didn't care about the money at all.

Zhang Yu asked again: "When will the book be delivered?"

"I'll be there in a minute," the man in his fifties said calmly.

Zhang Yu and Pan Yun were waiting here. After about half an hour, a middle-aged woman hurried over.

The mother-in-law came to the man, glanced at Zhang and Yu first, and then said to the man: "Old man, what do you want the book for? This is our family's treasure, how can you show it to others?"

The man in his fifties secretly said to himself that his acting skills are good.

He said with embarrassment: "This little brother is full of enthusiasm and wants to borrow our book to read, but I am embarrassed to refuse. He will pay a deposit of 50,000, and after reading it, he will send it back to me." "

Zhang Yu knew in his heart that this was acting, and he deliberately said: "Yes, I will send it back immediately after reading it."

"It would be great if I could bring it back." The woman said, taking the book out of her bag and handing it to her husband.

Zhang Yu could see clearly that the book had a blue cover on the front, which looked very old, and the cover on the back was not there.

It was impossible to determine for a while whether this was an ancient book.

The man in his fifties took the book, his eyes still half-open and half-closed, and said calmly: "The book is right here."

Having said this, he spread his left hand.

Zhang Yu understood that this was asking for money, so he put the money into the man's hand. The man was overjoyed and his face remained calm. The woman on the side was trembling with excitement. Just such a shabby book could get fifty thousand yuan.

The man in his fifties handed the money to his wife and the book to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu took the book and felt at that moment that there was no ancient atmosphere in the book, it was just an ordinary book.

There are four characters on the cover, which are written - Detailed explanation of seven tones. The characters are in traditional Chinese.

Open the cover and look at the words inside. They are all in simplified Chinese, so it is not difficult to read.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, the woman who had collected the money said: "Old man, Old Liu at the intersection of our house just called me and said that his son's business has not been going well recently and asked you to help take a look. Let's hurry up. Go ahead."

How could a man in his fifties not understand what his wife meant, and immediately said: "I saw that day that the eldest son of the Liu family was going to lose money, and he still didn't believe me. Now that business is not going well, come and find me."

As he said that, he packed up the stalls in front of him, then stood up and said: "Little brother, take this book back and read it first. I have something to do here. After you read it, come and return it to me. I We set up a stall here every day, you can come anytime.”

Zhang Yu secretly said to himself, once you leave, I'm afraid you will never come back again. Even if you happen to meet him in the future and ask him to refund the money, there is no proof of deposit or anything, so it will probably be in vain.

But when he was just reading the first page, Zhang Yu had already seen the Seven Buddhas, but he had not continued reading.

If the other party wants to leave, he can't force him to keep it, and fifty thousand yuan is nothing to him. So Zhang Yu nodded and said, "Then you go about your business first. I also have something to do and I have to leave first."

"Okay, okay" the man in his fifties still nodded calmly.

The woman grabbed his arm and said, "Go quickly, go quickly. Old Liu is still worried."

Just like that, these two ran away first.

Pan Yun looked at the two people's hurried away figures. She curled her lips and said disdainfully: "You can fall for such an obvious scam. The big boss is the big boss, and he doesn't care about fifty thousand yuan. Here. If you can't find anyone, see how I deal with you."

Zhang Yu said with a smile: "Let it go."

As he said this, his eyes had already fallen on the book.

Pan Yun grabbed his arm and said angrily: "Let's go, don't watch it here, go home and watch it! Even if it is found to be fake, there will be no one to retreat!"

"Haha." Zhang Yu licked his face and said with a smile, "Yes, yes."

Pan Yun dragged Zhang Yu home, and Zhang Yu looked down as he walked.

The more he read, the more fascinated he became, because for ordinary people, there was no clue to the content in the book, and no tricks could be learned. But for a master like Zhang Yu, one example can lead to three inferences.

It's like a copy of "The Book of Changes", which is sold in every bookstore, so it's not a rare thing. However, some people can understand the sixty-four hexagrams and the three hundred and eighty-four lines based on the above content, but most people will see it in vain.

The Buddha has a Buddha position, which is the same as the God of Wealth has a Wealth position, and the longevity star has a longevity star position.

According to Feng Shui, it can be small or large, and if it is small, it can still place the thrones of gods in a humble room. If it's bigger, the gods can be separated in the square. If it's bigger, it can also be set up in a city.

On the image of the letter, there are a total of fourteen red dots. Among them, when the child lifts two fingers of his right hand, there is a dot.

Zhang Yu could already understand that among these fourteen dots, the seven below were standard seven-tone symbols, which are the most basic seven Buddha positions. The seven points above are a variation of the seven Buddha positions. The red dots on the two fingers are most likely where the Tibetan people are.

As long as you can figure out which Buddha position this red dot is, you can determine the direction.

Because of his experience in the Taihang Mountains, Zhang Yu has more experience in this kind of formation changes.

When he arrived downstairs at Pan Yun's house, Zhang Yu had already read most of the thin booklet and already knew how to sell the dishes in general.

Along the way, Pan Yun frowned. In this era, there were quite a few people reading with mobile phones while walking, but there were no people reading with a book. Even if you are studious, there is no need to be like this.

After entering Pan Yun's house, Zhang Yu went straight to the living room, then sat down on the sofa and continued reading.

Pan Yun was so angry that Zhang Yu usually didn't like reading, but now he looked like a bookworm.

Seeing that Zhang Yu didn't say a word after he entered the door, she glared at Zhang Yu and said angrily: "I'm going to take a shower!"

"Go." Zhang Yu lowered his head and responded while reading.

Pan Yun was so angry with him that he turned around and entered his room.

Zhang Yu only read a book and didn't know when Pan Yun entered the bathroom to take a shower. The sound of water rushing was simply deafening.

As for when Pan Yun finished washing, he didn't take it seriously.

"I've finished washing." Suddenly, Pan Yun's voice rang out.

"Ah." Zhang Yu lowered his head and responded.

When "you" saw Zhang Yu not raising his head or looking away, Pan Yun almost died of anger.

On his body, he was wearing a white pajamas. When he had just put them on after taking a shower, Pan Yun thought that when he came out, he would definitely calm Zhang Yu. The result was great, but Zhang Yu didn't even look at it.

Pan Yun suppressed his anger and asked again: "Do you think I look good in this?"

"It looks good." Zhang Yu spoke in advance without even raising his head.

After saying this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Pan Yun, who was standing at the junction of the living room and bathroom, then lowered his head and continued reading.