The Monk

Chapter 910: Wealth in the West

While the gentleman was telling the story on the street, the fool grabbed the fortune teller and shook him up and down. Look at his crazy energy, and it is estimated that even the gall could come out. The fortune teller's face turned pale after being shaken, and his whole body was shaking wildly. I couldn't think of anything else to say, I just kept saying: "There is wealth in the West, there is wealth in the West."

The fool didn't listen to that, and just shouted: "Pay me back, or I'll tear you apart if you don't pay me back." They both yelled for their own thing, which was quite interesting.

Zhang was afraid that he couldn't bear to see the fortune teller suffer, so he dropped two ingots of silver from upstairs, no more, no less, exactly twenty taels, and gently fell on the table. It seemed like a windfall from the sky, which caused the onlookers to look up and talk. . The fortune teller was a thief and knew where the money came from, so he hurriedly shouted: "Let go and I'll give you back the money." The fool stopped, put him down and repeated, "Pay back the money." The fortune teller pointed to the silver on the square table and said, "Here you are. Then." The fool grabbed it, shook his big fist at the fortune teller and said, "Next time you dare to lie, I will beat you to death."

The fortune teller was a little aggrieved and muttered in a low voice: "I'm not cheating." The fool admitted his death and loudly said: "You cheated me of money, how can you not be a liar?" "That's fortune money." So many people looked at it and looked at each other. The scholar didn't want to be embarrassed and couldn't defend himself.

The fool was angry, and even holding the money could not quell his anger: "You said there is wealth in the West, but there is no wealth. You make me lose the money, and I will beat you up." The fortune teller muttered helplessly: "I am not lying." He planned to do so. Admit defeat. It's a pity that there are always people in the world who watch the excitement and are not afraid of causing trouble. They crowd into the crowd and shout: "Idiot, he tricked you into telling you that there is wealth in the West. Just go and look around. If you don't find the wealth, come back and beat him."

The fool thought about it and said, "Okay." The fortune teller said, "I'll go to the west and I can't find any money. I'll beat you to death when I come back." When the fool said this, the crowd became even more noisy. Some people cheered, and some came up with ideas: "Don't keep walking. Be sure to ask how far you can go to make money. Don't give you a pole to get out of the city. Then someone can leave." The fool followed the flow at this time and nodded: "Yes. "Ask the fortune teller: "How far, how far can you go to get rich?"

The fortune teller was helpless. The clay figurine still had some earthy nature. He lost his temper and said loudly: "Let's make a bet. If we go west for a thousand meters, I guarantee that you will make a fortune. If I win, you have to apologize to me. If I don't win, you have to apologize to me." , I will pay you another twenty taels of silver." When he said this, his eyes glanced at Zhang Afraid. Zhang Pingzhi felt that this man had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were clear.

When the fool heard this, he felt that he would not suffer any loss and did not have to pay any money, so he said: "Okay, let's leave now." The fortune teller said: "You go in front, I will wait here, there will be a windfall within a thousand meters." The fool said: "Okay, I'll leave first. If there's no windfall, I'll beat you up first." After saying that, he walked forward, calculating the distance step by step.

Seeing that the crowd was getting excited again, they all moved forward bravely, noisily following the fool. Some greedy people are thinking, the fortune teller said that there is a windfall thousands of meters to the west, let's go and look for it. If we are lucky, we can make a small fortune. If we can't find it, we won't suffer any loss, so we keep our heads down and feel around while walking. Soon, Crowds of people instantly filled the streets.

The fool did not believe what the fortune teller said, and did not search like others. He strode forward with his head held high, but it was only a thousand meters. He soon reached the street and saw that the fortune teller was about to lose. At this moment, a horse came jogging from the street in front, and a knight sat on it. Because we were walking in the city, the horse was not going very fast, so the sound of being knocked on the stone slabs was very pleasant.

The knight rode his horse to the intersection and saw a crowd of people on the road ahead. Many people looked down and looked around. He couldn't help but wonder, what's going on? Worried about accidentally injuring pedestrians, he reined in his horse and leaned down to ask a passerby watching the fun: "Why are there so many people? What are they looking for?"

People on the street spread the word by word of mouth. They had known about the bet between the fool and the fortune teller. Passersby did not hide it and said casually: "The fortune teller said there is a windfall on this street."

The knight heard it funny, no matter how much windfall he got, he couldn't look for it like this. At this time, the fool walked in front of the horse. He measured his feet step by step. Counting from the time of the hexagram stall, he walked exactly one thousand meters behind the horse, so he said to the knight: "Give way, don't block the road."

The knight asked: "What are you doing?" The fool replied: "Why do you care about me?" The knight asked again: "Are you eager to find a windfall?" The fool continued to reply: "I want you to care? Make way for me quickly." He could ride a horse in the city and had some wealth at home. The knight couldn't stand being insulted in the street, but he didn't want to argue with others. He thought the fool was looking for a windfall, so he took out a piece of silver and said: "I won't give way, you go around it. In the past, this money is yours.”

The fool came up with determination and said loudly: "Why? Get out of my way, I don't care about money." When he shouted like this, the knight's temper also rose. Do you want the money? I'm going to give it to you today. Anyway, it's only a few pounds. I threw it to the fool and said, "Don't ask for it if you have the ability. Anyway, don't expect me to give way."

The fool's thinking was indeed different from that of ordinary people. He was about to throw the silver back, but when he heard what the knight said, he swung his right hand, put the silver into his arms, and said loudly: "I want it back, and you want it too. Make way for me!"

He only said a few words and got the money. The people around him were stunned when they saw him and the knight making noise. The fortune teller actually got it right, saying that if the fool went westward, there would be a windfall within a thousand meters, and indeed there was! It's useless for others to search hard, this is fate! Seeing the fool's unwillingness to give up, someone reminded him in a low voice: "Fool, you have already got a windfall, and you just put it in your arms."

The fool was stunned after hearing this, stretched out his hand to take out the piece of silver, compared it with the silver in the other hand, and shouted at the knight: "It's all you who ruined my good deeds." He turned around and ran to the divination stall, and ran back to the fortune teller in one breath. He said loudly: "You win." He held the silver and ran away.

The fortune teller was speechless, this was an apology, but it was better than him looking for trouble.

In the restaurant, Zhang Wen was afraid of seeing the whole thing, and thought to himself: This fortune teller is so amazing! Can this be determined accurately? I even thought of asking him to tell my fortune, so I walked downstairs after paying the bill.

Zhang feared that he didn't believe in fate, but he encountered too many things and was often hunted down, which made him very depressed. It's rare to meet a fortune teller who is extremely accurate in predicting events. Just ask a few questions casually, just for fun.

The fortune teller saw Zhang Fei coming out of the restaurant and running toward him, so he chuckled and said, "Sit down." There was a square table in the Gua stall. He sat on one side, and there was an empty stool on the other side. Zhang Ain cupped his hands and said, "Nao Nuo." He sat down on the stool.

The fortune teller said: "Thank you sir for your help just now, it will save you from trouble in the future." Zhang Ping said: "It doesn't matter, according to your stern words, what does twenty taels of silver mean?"

When the fortune teller heard this, he suddenly looked around on the street. When he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he whispered: "Sir, you are very kind to me. I'm sorry to deceive you. I was just blinded. I thought about running away, but Fortunately, it's time for me to get lucky." When I said this, I suddenly remembered something: "Ah, that bastard took away the money that my husband lent me and didn't return it. I was so angry."

Zhang Ai was stunned. This was the first time he saw a fortune teller saying that his calculations were inaccurate. He said, "It's just money. No matter who spends it, it doesn't matter." At this moment, two people passed by, looking at the fortune teller and muttering. Said: "See, another one has been fooled." Another person said: "It's time for him to make some money. Just now there is wealth in the West. How accurate the calculation is! The street is full of people squeezing to look for it, but they can't find any money. As soon as the fool leaves, he will Come on." The first person said disdainfully: "Shit, a blind cat will kill a mouse. His mouth is the only one who bumped into it. He is not sure what he said, and the remaining one is just a guess. He has the nerve to set up a stall."

The two brothers did not shy away from others when they spoke. Even though they were mumbling, their voices were not quiet. Zhang Awei and the fortune teller listened completely. The fortune teller coughed to hide his embarrassment. Zhang Awei felt depressed: I am not lucky, it is so easy to find someone. A fortune teller was actually very inaccurate. No wonder no one in the street came to tell fortunes.

At this time, the fortune teller spoke: "Sir, you have been very kind to me, and I have no money to repay you. Why not treat it as fortune-telling money, and I will tell fortunes for you." Zhang was afraid that his depression was doubled, and he asked who to ask for fortune telling. It cost twenty taels of silver, but... well, since the money was gone anyway, it would be good to listen to the fortune teller to say a few words, so he nodded and said: "Nao Nao." He said Nao Nao twice, although the mentality of the two times changed. Changes, but the tone remains the same, still very respectful.

The fortune teller was very satisfied with his humility and asked, "What do you want to ask, sir?" Zhang Ping said: "Ask about luck." "Ask about luck?" The fortune teller looked at Zhang Ping's face seriously, nodded while looking at it, and said after looking at it for a long time. : "Sir, please show me your left hand." Zhang Ping did as he was told. The fortune teller looked at it for a long time and then said, "Show me your right hand." Zhang Ain continued to show it to him. After wasting a while, the fortune teller said: "Mr.'s birthday and horoscope?"

This is just rubbing salt into the wound. Zhang Wen said depressedly: "I don't have a birth date."

"There are no birthdates and horoscopes? People have them. How come you don't have them? Are you not a human being?" the fortune teller asked, glaring at the boss. This sentence made Zhang Awei's depression double. He thought to himself that he shouldn't ask him for fortune telling, and whispered: "I don't remember my birth date."

"Oh." The fortune teller took a long breath and said reproachfully: "You didn't explain clearly, you scared me." After speaking, he closed his eyes and pretended to think. Zhang Ping had no choice but to wait patiently, but the fortune teller didn't say anything as he waited. When he looked carefully, he found that the fortune teller actually fell asleep sitting down.

Zhang was afraid that he was going to be furious. He raised his hand and pushed the fortune teller gently. He shook the fortune teller several times before he woke him up. The old man's first words when he opened his eyes almost made him angry to death. The fortune teller rubbed his eyes and asked in surprise: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Zhang Ain thought about it carefully and said, well, it's my fault. I shouldn't have thrown away the money for you or asked you to tell your fortune, so he said calmly: "I'm waiting for you to give me luck."

"Oh!" The fortune teller said with a look of sudden realization, patting his forehead and saying, "I mean, I always feel like I've forgotten something. It turns out it's this, forget it, forget it, you're asking about luck, well, luck... ..." Then it disappeared. His mouth was open and he didn't say a word for a long time.