She made fire by setting up a stall

Chapter 11
After finishing speaking, the aunt took out her wallet, took out 300 yuan, and waved it around Shi Luo's eyes.

Then she put the money in front of Shi Luo, "Forget it."

The aunt's voice was not low, and the wooden sign in front of Shi Luo and the words on it were a bit eye-catching, and many people who liked to watch the excitement gradually gathered over.

Someone asked what happened, and the aunt explained it with embellishments.

"Girl, if you're really accurate, I'll be one too." An old man didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

"And me." People with troubles tend to like to get together.

No one really believed that Shiluo knew fortunetelling, they waited to see that Shiluo would make a fool of himself.

Shi fell silent.

She looked up, looking across the crowd.

After a while, a person squeezed in from outside.

It is a middle-aged woman.

This woman had a vicissitudes of life and a gloomy expression, and there were two deep grooves on her forehead, which were formed by frowning all the year round. The woman threw herself in front of Shi Luo, and asked Shi Luo as if she was holding on to a life-saving straw, "You know fortune-telling? What about you?" Can you help me figure out where my child is now? Is he alive or dead?"

As she spoke, the woman took out some crumpled banknotes from her pocket with trembling hands, held the money in front of Shi Luo, and said, "I have almost 500 yuan here, and I will give it to you. Help me, I have already found the money." I’ve had him for 12 years, even if you can’t figure out where he is, just give me a direction, I’ll find it myself.”

The woman was also desperate. She was alone and illiterate. Before that, she ran to the police station every day, but there was no news. She had to come out to look for it by herself, but there were so many people, where would she go to look for it?

Later, even though many groups were added to find the child, some people did find the child, but her child was still unknown.

The woman began to cry as she spoke. She knew that she shouldn't believe in Shi Luo, but she still had even the slightest extravagant hope in her heart.

"Big girl, you have to think about it. This little girl doesn't look old, so how can she know how to tell fortunes? Your money will be wasted." The aunt who just came here persuaded the woman.

The woman couldn't listen to other people's advice, her eyes were red and swollen, and her expression was haggard, she just looked at Shi Luo eagerly, "You can do the math for me, if I don't find my child, I really won't be able to survive."

As time went on, the woman became more desperate, and she couldn't wait to go again and again.

Just thinking about where the child might suffer, she was not reconciled.

Shi Luo asked: "Write down the time of your child's birth. Did you bring his things? It doesn't matter whether it's worn or used."

"I've brought it, I've brought it." The woman took out a small box from the canvas bag she carried with her. The box seemed to be quite old. The expression on her face was like crying and smiling, and she was more nostalgic, "This is my I keep my son's fetal hair with me all the time, is this useful?"

"Fetal hair is the best." Shi Luo replied.

The woman wrote down the child's birthday on the paper that Shi Luo pushed over.

"Be specific to the minute and second." Shi Luo reminded again.

The woman remembers clearly.

Shi Luo pinched his fingers and calculated the child's birth date.

She took out a drawn talisman seal, took out three fetal hairs, and said to the woman, "I need your three hairs."

Madam stretched out her hand and grabbed at the head, wishing she could pull all the hair off her head.

"Three roots are enough." Shi Luo emphasized again.

Only then did the woman let go, and pulled out more than a dozen hairs at once. With trembling hands, she handed the hairs to Shi Luo.

He took out three hairs and scattered them on the talisman.

Shi Luo was too calm, and the people who watched the excitement slowly fell silent, no one spoke, and the world was extremely silent for a while.

They watched Shi Luo engrossed.

"Call your child's name, daimyo." Shi Luo said to the woman, "Be more sincere."

Not to mention ancient times, even now, many children are frightened, and the family members will hold the children's underwear and shout the children's name loudly at the place where the children were frightened, telling them to come back quickly. This is called "calling the soul."

"Zhang Cheng, Zhang Cheng, Zhang Cheng—" the woman shouted louder and louder, almost full of blood.

Just as the woman was crying and shouting, the hair on the talisman moved slowly.

There were several circles of people around here, and there was no wind, and the fine hair began to move slowly, as if someone was dragging their hair. If you look carefully, these hairs are not moving randomly, but in a regular way.

It's just that laymen can't understand it.

In the beginning, the woman's longer hair moved slowly, and the hair that had been randomly scattered on the talisman gradually moved closer to one place, and then the root of the hair pointed directly at one place.

The three fetal hairs began to move slowly towards the long hair again.

This scene was too unreal, and the people around did not dare to breathe out, for fear that their hair would be blown crooked if they breathed heavily. The woman simply covered her mouth, tears fell silently, and she fell when she was not disturbed.

It's just that the fetal hair didn't move in the same order as the long hair, and the range was much smaller. It stopped not far from the long hair after about 1 minute and stopped moving. The three fetal hairs didn't move in an orderly manner like the long hair.

Shi Luo looked up at the woman.

The woman still didn't dare to speak, she knelt directly in front of Shi Luo, wanting to go behind Shi Luo, but afraid of disturbing the master.

Shi Luo helped him up and said, "The fetus is moving, your child is still alive."

The woman burst into tears.

All these years, her tears were almost dry, but she never wailed like this time. She vented all the pain and depression of these years, and her whole body couldn't restrain her twitching.

"Your child is in the southwest." Shi Luo glanced at the talisman again, and said to the woman, "It's about two thousand miles away from here."

"It's up to you to find out exactly which corner it is in."

"Master, really, what you said is true, really?" The woman hurriedly wiped away her tears, although the master didn't say which province or city her child is in, but with the two things the master said, it was easy for her to find it There are so many that the woman dare not ask for a more detailed address.

If you were someone else, you would definitely have to say something ambiguous, one is not to destroy your own brand, and the other is that there are no absolutes in this kind of thing.

Shi Luo nodded, "Really."

"Go early." Shi Luo took out 100 yuan from the money the woman took out, and said to the woman, "That's enough."

The woman covered her mouth and was about to kneel again, but Shi Luo held her elbow firmly.

Although Shi Luo is thin and weak, she is not small in strength, the woman weighs more than 100 catties, she was held back by Shi Luo, and did not kneel down.

"Go." Shi Luo urged again.

The woman left the crowd, knelt down in the direction where Shi Luo was far away, and kowtowed three times, bleeding from her forehead.

Shi Luo calmed down the spectators, especially the aunt and uncle who had taunted her just now. The aunt blushed and hurriedly stuffed 300 yuan into Shi Luo's hand, begging for mercy, "Master, I was the one with eyes just now." If you don’t know Mount Tai, don’t be as knowledgeable as I am, this is 300 yuan, Master, please help me to calculate.”

At this moment, she didn't dare to ask Shi Luo why he only charged the woman 100 yuan.

(End of this chapter)