A gambling house in the west of Luoyang City.

The old man Song, who had gambled all night, staggered out of the gambling house, with a tired face that had come from the all-night night, and his eyes were bloodshot, but from his expression, he looked extremely happy.

Around his waist, there was a bag of bulging money bags, and looking at the heavy weight, it weighed at least twenty or thirty taels.

Last night was the best night of his life.

What to bet on, as many points as you want, it is like a divine help, and the gambling book of two taels of silver has now multiplied more than a dozen times.

If it weren't for the fact that he was too old to support his spirit, he still wanted to take advantage of his good luck to win it and win back all the losses he had lost before.

On the way back, Old Man Song seemed to be twenty years younger, radiant, smiling, and greeting people.

The streets of Luoyang are bustling and lively, as long as you have a skill, it is not a difficult thing to make a living, and one of the most prosperous is to help people tell fortunes.

On the street, there is a fortune teller at every other distance to set up a table, on which some yellow paper charms are placed, and a loud name is hung up, such as "ghost fairy", "ask God", "catch ghosts", "exorcise evil spirits", "determine the world", ...... everything.

These people are generally literate in some words, have seen Zhou Yi, understand some hexagrams, can help people draw symbols, write some letters for people, occasionally meet big customers, earn more money a day than others work hard for a month, which is also the reason why this industry is so prosperous, but these people are uneven in quality, a lot of fish eyes are mixed, some can't even read words, relying on a three-inch tongue, can coax some ignorant women and children to be willing to pay money.

Usually, when Old Man Song passes by these stalls, he will hear some alarmist words such as "Yintang is black, and there are yin and evil spirits", but he is deaf and does not take it seriously.

He is already in his sixties, half of his body is in the ground, and he is already half yin and half evil, so how can he be afraid of any yin and evil.

But today is different from usual, when passing by one of the inconspicuous stalls, an old voice sounded behind him: "This brother, look at your auspicious clouds on the top, your footsteps are as light as climbing on the clouds, presumably it is the arrival of wealth, the time is running, and the fortune is stronger than people, but it's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity......"

This sentence just said the weakness in the heart of the old man in the middle of the song, so he couldn't help but stop his cheerful footsteps and turned his head to look at the fortune teller.

This fortune teller was different from other half-immortals, he neither set a table nor sold charms or anything like that, he sat cross-legged on the cold floor, holding an operator made of a few turtle shells in his hand, constantly rubbing it, and chanting words in his mouth.

From his sunken eyes, it can be seen that he is still a blind man, not pretending, his face is full of the vicissitudes of the years, his hair is gray, he is skinny, and he has the indifferent temperament of some cultivators.

Old man Song was a little curious, and stepped forward to ask, "What is a pity?" ”

The blind man was unhurried and pointed to the floor in front of him: "Sit." ”

Old man Song sat down as he said, and just as he was about to speak, the blind man waved his hand: "No need to say more." ”

As he spoke, he handed the turtle shell operators in his hand to Old Man Song's hands, "Throw a hexagram and take a look." ”

"If you can't count it, you won't give money!"

The blind man said indifferently: "The old decrepit never collects money, the world is a bitter sea, and only people who are destined to cross it." ”

Only then did the old man Song let go, and casually threw it three sides up and two sides down.

The sound of the operator throwing on the ground is surprisingly good, as if there is a strange rhythm contained in it.

The blind man seemed to be able to guess what the old man Song was thinking, and without waiting for the old man Song to speak, he gushed out: "The old man is made of the turtle shell of the thousand-year-old tortoise, which can send out five tones of the palace merchant horn and the feather, according to different rhythmic combinations, fast and slow rhythms, presenting thousands of hexagrams, each person's numerology is different, and the non-old decay can not solve the mystery, according to the hexagram you threw just now, you have been rough and hard in the first half of your life, the heirs are thin, and the blessing is not fateful, only the longevity is vigorous, so longevity is not a blessing for you, and now it is the year of ear shun, After all the catastrophes, in exchange for a glimmer of life, the fortune has been opened since last night, but this is a pass, dealt with well, from then on the financial road to open up, good luck again and again, if it is not handled well, not only is it difficult to guarantee longevity, but I am afraid that there will be a disaster of blood and light. ”

Old man Song was overjoyed and said: "The old fairy is really accurate, I have felt it since last night, but I didn't think about it, now the old fairy said, it is really so, no wonder I bet on something, even if I throw a very low point, I can win over others, the old fairy quickly give me a careful calculation!" ”

The blind man said: "Fortune is such a thing, ever-changing, as the so-called no pole Tailai, happy and sad, there is often an opportunity for a turning point between the two, seize the opportunity, then smooth sailing, otherwise, a thousand miles, although the brother Tai is stronger than others for a while, but this fortune has not yet stabilized, if you do not take advantage of the pursuit of victory, once the opportunity passes, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have this luck in this life." ”

Old man Song was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "I still hope that the old immortal will guide me, if I can keep this luck, I will definitely have the benefits of the old immortal." ”

The blind man didn't answer, so he took out a straw for divination from his side and handed it to Old Man Song, "Tear this grass into three parts, and choose one of them for me." ”

The old man Song tore the grass into three according to his words, chose one of them and handed it to the blind man, the blind man put the grass on the side of his nose and sniffed it, licked it with the tip of his tongue, was silent for a long time, seemed to be in trouble, and said: "This hexagram is the first time the old man has encountered it." ”

Old man Song's face tightened: "What did the old immortal calculate?" ”

"Let me touch your bones."

Old man Song leaned over and asked the blind man to touch his face back and forth, and the blind man sighed while touching: "It's difficult, it's difficult!" ”

Old man Song had already been frightened by him, and hurriedly asked: "Old immortal, please have something to say, do you need to buy some charms, if you can eliminate disasters and protect fortune, and maintain luck, no matter how much silver is not a problem." ”

"Hmph, how can the old man be those charlatans, deceive people with money, old decay for others, only pay attention to chance, if there is no chance, even if it is a thousand taels of gold, it may not be able to get a word from the old decay, but if you and I are fateful, sending a sentence or two is just a gesture, why use money."

Old man Song hurriedly said: "The old fairy is a master of the world, but I am too vulgar, and I ask the old fairy to give me a few words." ”

The old blind man brushed his beard and said: "How can people's fate be easily changed by a charm, only you and the choices you make can change your fate, your life is peculiar, it is a blessing or a blessing, a curse is not a disaster, blessing and misfortune are impermanent, all in your thoughts, your fruit today is the cause of your choice, today you have met the old decay, the fate is very large, the decay is hard to lose cultivation, send you a few words." ”

Old man Song saw that this old blind man was talking extraordinary, not comparable to ordinary rivers and lakes, he was completely convinced, and hurriedly said, "Old immortal, please speak." ”