Super Red Packet

Chapter 585
When Meng Xiaoben heard that there are such magical calculations, he didn't believe it, so he walked over slowly with flowers.

Turning a corner, I saw an old man with white beard sitting on the street corner.He looks more than 70 years old, with white beard and white hair, thin like an old monkey, but his eyes are still bright, and he doesn't have long nails. Meng Xiaoben doesn't dislike him.He was sitting on a horse tie, with a white cloth in front of him, with the words "Yao Gua Xiang Mian" written on it.In the middle, there is also a pattern of Tai Chi Yin Yang fish drawn with an ink brush.A bundle of sticks, placed in a stick tube, looks like it has been around for a long time, and the sticks have been worn shiny.

Meng Xiaoben walked over and stood in front of the stall.

The fortune teller raised his head, blinked, looked at Meng Xiaoben, and asked, "Do you want to tell a fortune, sir?"

"Well, take a look." Meng Xiaoben was noncommittal, just looked at those bamboo sticks, bent down to pick up one, and looked at it.

"Five yuan a hexagram, give a face-to-face as a gift, if you are not allowed, the full amount will be refunded within ten days."

When Meng Xiaoben heard this, he was stunned: There are even fortune tellers who are not allowed to refund money?

It's fun and fun, and it seems that you are full of confidence. Is it really a certain level?
"Refund if you don't allow it? Well, is there really this level?" Meng Xiaoben asked suspiciously.He has a special wariness towards the scammers in the Jianghu. Over the past year, the few scammers he has come into contact with have suffered bad luck under his hands.

"Mr. Xiao, whether the calculation is accurate or not is not what I said, but actual verification. Facts are the only criterion for testing the dial. Now we say whether it is accurate or not, it is the same as not saying it. You say I'm not sure. The two of us are arguing and no one can convince the other. If you don't believe me, you can count it as a guess. Come to me within ten days. If you are not allowed, I will refund the money immediately. I I have been setting up a stall on this street for decades, and I have never missed a deal, so I dare to say this." Seeing that Meng Xiaoben didn't quite believe him, on the one hand, he wanted to get a business for himself, on the other hand On the other hand, I was a little angry in my heart, so I said such a big thing.

There is some truth to what he said.If it's really inaccurate, isn't he making trouble for himself?In the society, there are people of all kinds, all kinds of religions, hooligans, reckless and stupid women, everywhere. If he didn't calculate correctly, wouldn't these people have smashed his stall long ago?

Thinking of this, Meng Xiaoben became interested and thought to himself, let me make a divination to see if the old man's calculations are accurate.If his calculations are accurate, I will invite him to Yejia Village tomorrow, live at home, study with him for half a month, give him more money, and master his magical skills, which will be of great use in the future.

It is said that magical skills cannot be spread out, but Meng Xiaoben doesn't believe it at all. What he believes is that since the other party wants money for setting up a stall, I will give him enough money so that he can enjoy it endlessly. How can he not ask me for money? Reveal magical skills?

"Sir, when you say that, I really want to make a fortune."

Upon hearing this, the old man hurriedly handed a few copper coins to Meng Xiaoben: "Sir, give it away."

Meng Xiaoben held the copper coins in his hand, clasped his palms together, shook them a few times, and was about to sprinkle them on the white cloth when he suddenly stopped and asked, "If the master is accurate, can you promise me something?"

"whats the matter?"

"I just heard the flower stall owner tell me that Mr. is a magician in this area. Every calculation is accurate, so I came here because of his reputation. Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. If Mr. calculates accurately, I would like to worship Mr. Teacher, sir, can you accept me as an apprentice?"

Magician shook his head without hesitation: "I don't accept apprentices."

"Why don't you accept an apprentice? Don't you have any special skills? If you have any special skills, Mr. is over 70 years old. Why don't you accept an apprentice to pass on your special skills?"

Shen Suanzi's face was sad, and he let out a long sigh: "Things in the world are cold, and people's hearts are unpredictable. I took in an apprentice back then, but was almost killed by the apprentice. From then on, I made up my mind not to take in any more apprentices for the rest of my life. "

Meng Xiaoben said with a smile: "Sir, this theory is a bit pedantic."

When Meng Xiaoben said that he was pedantic, the divine fortune-teller showed anger, and said, "I want to hear, what is your opinion, sir? How pedantic am I?"

"Sir, please think about it. In this world, two leaves are different. Can two people be the same? In the simplest sense, people in the world are divided into good people and bad people. When you meet a bad person, sir, is it possible that you will be the same as the whole world?" Do all people boil down to being bad? What is that if it’s not pedantic?”

What Meng Xiaoben said was reasonable, but the fortune teller couldn't refute it at all, so he just shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't argue with you anymore, these arguments are meaningless, I set up a stall, do fortune telling, and support my family." Make a living, this is the last word."

Seeing the sincerity in Shen Suanzi's eyes and the vicissitudes on his face, Meng Xiaoben knew that his life was not easy, so he took out a hundred-yuan bill, put it in Shen Suanzi's hand, and said, "Please accept this little idea, sir. Please help the younger generation." Do the math."

The fortune teller picked up the banknotes on the ground, with an imperceptible smile on his face, and said, "Mr. is a big reward. How can I not do my best to fortune teller for Mr. Please spread the money."

Meng Xiaoben sprinkled copper coins on it.

The divine operator looked at it and made a hexagram.

"Sir," Shen Suanzi frowned, "The inner hexagram of this hexagram is Li, Li is the sun, the outer hexagram is Kun, and Kun is the earth. This symbolizes that the sun sinks into the earth, and it means that the bright one is destroyed. It is called Mingyi. Therefore, it is the Hexagram of Earth Fire Bright Yi."

"How about this hexagram? What does the Lord look like?"

"The light is hurt, and everything is stagnant. Those who get this hexagram will have bad luck and dangers will come. They should stick to the right path, be patient and self-respecting, and wait for the opportunity." The fortune teller eloquently said.

Meng Xiaoben thought: If I explain the hexagrams like this, I will understand them too. They are all big concepts, no matter what the facts are, they can be perfunctory afterwards. "Sir, please tell me in detail, how bad luck is?"

Shen Suanzi shook his head and said: "The hexagrams of the Zhouyi are all about the sky and the earth, pointing out the general direction, and there is no specific explanation. This is the correct way of the Zhouyi. If you want to explain it in detail, you have to add it with the words of phase measurement."

Hehe, it seems that this old man thinks that one hundred yuan is not enough, so he wants to add one more item and ask me for more money?

Then I'll see what he says.

"Sir, since that's the case, sir will meet again for me to see how I look?"

Shen Suanzi looked up, and said directly: "Yintang is black, and there is a cold air between the lips, I am afraid that disaster will come."

Meng Xiaoben was taken aback: what the old man said was too straightforward. If anyone heard this, he would get nervous, so he quickly took out the money and asked the old man to relieve the disaster.It seems that this old man is good at making money.

"What kind of disaster is it?" Meng Xiaoben asked again.

"From the appearance, we can only see that there is a disaster, but it is difficult to determine what kind of disaster it is. Many people in the world speak very specifically, how things are, and they are accurate to the minute, every second, as if he has He has mastered all the secrets, but he is actually a liar. Young man, you have to remember, fortune-telling, the more specific he tells you, the more suspicious the authenticity will be."

After listening to the old man's words, Meng Xiaoben became suspicious of the old man: If you are not sure, you can say that you are not sure, why belittle others?
"The old man said just now that you can still test words?"

"Yes. If the master wants to test the characters, please write a character on it." The magic operator said, picked up a counting herb and a ballpoint pen, and handed them to Meng Xiaoben.

Meng Xiaoben took it and thought to himself, what word should I test?My surname is Meng, so let’s test the word Meng.

So he wrote down the word "Meng" on the arithmetic tablet and handed it to the divine operator.

The divine fortune-teller took the fortune-telling herb, looked at it for a while, sighed, and said, "The character for Meng means son, father and son, father and son, father means big, son means small, and villain. The word for dish means utensil and basin. The birth of a villain means the birth of a villain. There is another interpretation of the character dish, which is used for slaughtering livestock to receive blood. Therefore, if this word is written at this time, there will be a disaster of blood. That is to say, if you meet a villain Human harm, there is a bloody disaster. Great evil, great evil."

Meng Xiaoben was originally in a good mood, but after being told by the fortune teller, his heart was clouded and his face suddenly became dark.He squatted on the ground and remained silent for a long time, then stood up and said to the fortune teller, "I don't fully believe what Mr. said."

After speaking, he turned around and was about to go out.

"Sir, please stay!" God's operator shouted behind him.

"what's up?"

"I see that your husband has a kind face and a good heart. He must be a very rich and powerful person. It's just that there is a temporary disaster. Don't be discouraged, sir. You can avoid this disaster according to what I said."

"Avoid disaster? How to avoid it?"

"Sir, you can quickly drive eastward and escape a hundred miles away, and this disaster will naturally disappear."

Meng Xiaoben was upset when he saw that the fortune-telling man was talking more and more mysterious, and wanted to provoke him a few words, but seeing that he was old, he didn't say anything, just nodded and left the fortune-telling booth.

Meng Xiaoben wandered around the street again, saw a lot of people in the town government square, and the sound of gongs, drums, and trumpets, so he hurried over slowly.It turns out that there are street dances, cultural performances, and many people kicking shuttlecocks and flying kites in the square, creating a lively scene.Seeing the fiery scene, Meng Xiaoben's mood gradually improved.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Meng Xiaoben took a taxi and went back to the hotel.

He put the red wine bought from the street and a few side dishes bought from the restaurant on the coffee table.And spread 99 red roses all over the bed, forming a big heart shape.He wants to give Miss Osmanthus a surprise and a romantic memory for her.

After finishing all this, Meng Xiaoben went into the bathroom to take a shower, cleaned up all the places that should be cleaned, put on the underwear and underwear he just bought from the street, watched TV, and waited for Sister Osmanthus arrival.

After waiting for a while, outside, the sky gradually darkened, street lights started to light up one after another on the street, Meng Xiaoben became more and more excited, his eyes were fixed on the door, looking forward to seeing Sister Osmanthus walking outside The situation of coming in.

At this time, Meng Xiaoben's cell phone rang.

At first glance, it was the village head calling.

"Meng Xiaoben, Osmanthus fragrans and I have already set off. I'll be there in 10 minutes." The village head said on the phone.

Meng Xiaoben swallowed, suppressed his nervousness, and replied calmly, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

"I'm not going to the hotel. I'll send her to the door of the hotel, and then I'll go back. Treat my wife well!"

(End of this chapter)