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Chapter 9 You invite me to smoke, I invite you to drink

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    Liang Pingping has opened, and Wang Jingzhe has not yet opened his beard. The word "Bu" on the ground has faded a lot. Most of the people passing by looked at him for a few times, and then saw that he was in a state where he was young and had no moral integrity.  , decisively turned around and left.

    People rely on their clothes, and Buddhas rely on their golden clothes. In terms of temperament, Wang Changsheng is indeed a bit bad, at least there is a wisp of white beard on his chin.

    When the lanterns came on and night fell, Liang Pingping put on his erhu and put away his ponytail, and said to Wang Changsheng: "You treat me to a cigarette, and I'll treat you to a drink."

    Wang Changsheng smiled and said: "Then I took advantage?"

    Liang Pingping shook his head and said: "I took advantage. You made me enlightened, otherwise I would have to keep trying. Some things cannot be measured by price."

    "Okay!" Wang Changsheng was about to stand up when a middle-aged man with a stout and slightly fat body stood in front of him with an aura of decadence and abjection.

    "Are you telling fortunes?" the middle-aged man asked with his eyes wide open.

    Wang Changsheng raised his head and glanced at him, shook his head and said, "Sorry, the stall is closed."

    The middle-aged man opened his mouth, sighed, and said, "You're already here, tell me your fortune."

    Wang Changsheng pointed to the other end of Xiguan Street and said: "Go in, there are many houses, you can choose whatever you want."

    "They can't do it. It's not what I want. You are the last one I will come to." The middle-aged man shook his head and said with his fist: "You say how much, I'll give it."

    Wang Changsheng frowned and said: "I really can't do it, please go ahead."

    The middle-aged man's lips twitched a few times, and he unclenched his clenched fists. He took out his wallet and took out several banknotes. They all stuffed them into Wang Changsheng's hand and said, "I'll give you the money. How much do you want?"  How much can I give you? Can you help me and do the fortune telling for me?"

    "It doesn't count!" Wang Changsheng refused almost inhumanely, and Liang Pingping next to him was a little puzzled.

    "Pfft" the middle-aged man suddenly fell to the ground, couldn't help sobbing, and murmured: "I just want an answer, is it so difficult?"

    Wang Changsheng squatted down, put the money in his hand into the other person's arms, and whispered in his ear: "Take the money and go back to buy some things within your ability for your wife and son, and then spend time with them After all, in the future,  I can¡¯t accompany you anymore.¡±

    "Whoa!" The middle-aged man raised his head in shock, his eye circles suddenly turned red, and he looked at Wang Changsheng in disbelief.

    "Pa, pa" Wang Changsheng patted him on the shoulder, turned around and said to Liang Pingping: "Let's go and have a drink."

    The two young men passed each other and walked towards the outside of Xiguan Street. The middle-aged man who kept begging Wang Changsheng to tell his fortune sat in a pile on the ground without moving for a long time. More than ten minutes passed.  He exhaled a breath and got up from the ground, then bowed deeply towards Wang Changsheng, whose back was about to disappear.

    Walking on the road, Liang Pingping asked in confusion: "Do you fortune tellers still do door-to-door business?"

    "If you don't understand the erhu and don't like it, I won't let you play it. I also have rules for divination. There are some kinds of fortune telling that we don't tell." Wang Changsheng said slowly: "There are some disadvantages in this profession for people like us.  Calculating, the relationship between close relatives and oneself cannot be calculated, and the emperor cannot calculate, because the emperor is destined by heaven, and the destiny of the first generation of emperor is too high, no one can predict it, not even beggars, because their fate has been determined, how to calculate it  You can¡¯t change it, and the one you¡¯re left with is the same person you were just now.¡±

    "Why?"

    Wang Changsheng said: "Those who are dying do not count those who are terminally ill. Their lifespan is no longer counted. The life on the head of the person just now is constantly leaking out, and he is full of death energy. It is obvious that he will not live much longer."

    Fortune-telling is something you can't just take and tell. It's a charlatan. A true master of this art has a lot to learn about, because fortune-telling itself reveals secrets and can easily lead to widowers and loneliness. Therefore, fortune-tellers are either blind.  Lame legs or sores on the soles of the feet and pus on the head. This does not mean that all disabled people come to this profession, but that divination is too easy to be punished by God. In the end, few masters of this way will die well.

    One of the characters in one of the TV series is the best representative of the tragic fate of the divination world. This TV series is called Fengyun, and there is a character in it called Mud Monkey who leaked too many secrets and had sores all over his body.  The fire monkey came to extract the poison to stay alive, covering his head with a lid all day long and afraid to see anyone.

    His tragic fate truly reflects the ups and downs of a fortune teller's life.

    Walking out of Xiguan Street, Liang Pingping took Wang Changsheng and found a food stall to sit down. The two ordered a few side dishes and ordered two dozenHe nodded and said: "In the other cars, there are Dr. Dong from Heshan Hall. He is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner from three generations. He is very good at diagnosing diseases. There is also a Feng Shui master who is good at finding dragons and tapping acupuncture points, and there is also Mr. Zou, a divine fortune teller."

    From what this guy said, Wang Changsheng knew the cause and effect of this scene. Generally speaking, there was a daughter from a wealthy family in Lingnan. Something went wrong and she was unconscious for several days.  , first he was sent to the Provincial General Hospital and stayed in the ICU for a few days but no clue was found, and then he was sent home. He planned to start with folk earthwork, so he invited a bunch of traditional Chinese medicine doctors, divination experts, and Feng Shui experts.  , intending to find entry points from various aspects.

    Wang Changsheng understood now. This family that calls themselves Xu Mansion is quite grand. They invited all the relevant people on Xiguan Street in one go. This is definitely a great deal.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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