The spice seller trembled his legs and shouted weakly: "I said can you move to the side and block me from doing business!" By the time he finished speaking, he was so nervous that his forehead and palms were dripping with sweat.

Originally, the big guys wanted to make some money in the big market once every three days, but it turned out that the wide and long street was blocked by a fortune-telling stall of a long-bearded old man, and they couldn't do business if they couldn't get through. The vendors felt aggrieved, but when they saw that the group of fortune tellers in front of them were tall and big, they didn't dare to scold them.

The men turned their heads, looked at the comer, and their eyes were gouging: "If you dare to speak again, I will kill you!" Seeing this, the stall owner who sold spices shivered instantly, his spine was cold, and he kept retracting in front of his stall for a second.

Beiran sat in the middle of this group of big men, and when he saw the frightened look of the timid stall owner, he thought it was very funny, and couldn't help laughing, this kind of intimidation method is really tried and tested.

Some of the buyers who came to shop expressed disgust at their approach: "The slaves look at them as bandits." ”

As for these gossiping women, Bei Shen didn't bother to pay attention to them, anyway, he wouldn't lose a piece of meat if he said a few words with a broken mouth, and only pointed his ears to listen carefully to the judgment of the fortune teller to those guests.

"It's marriage, right? Don't worry, we have a chance to meet thousands of miles away. …… Uh, when did we meet? Just this year. ”

"Can I go to high school? Yes, you are full of poetry and books, and your strength is not weak, but you are too nervous, go home and relax, deal with the exam with a normal heart, and the top three in high school and return to your hometown are just around the corner. ”

"This year's horoscope? …… Ah! You're not good, I picked up two bags of money in the barren grassland a few nights ago, and I can't pick up that kind of money! It's dead man's money. When you get home today, where will you pick up and where to go, otherwise there may be blood and light at home. ”

……

Bei Ran observed for a long time, and found that this old man was indeed different from the one next to him, no matter what people asked or asked, he was right. Many people even knew what he was going to ask before they even opened their mouths, and it was strange. Bei Ran is a little relieved, this person should not be a liar.

It is true that the fortune-telling industry was very hot at that time, and many senior seniors relied on their skills to calm the disasters for some dignitaries and dignitaries, and got rich remuneration and made a fortune from then on.

Smelling this business opportunity, there are some "half a jar of water jingle bell" magic sticks, swaggering everywhere under the banner of boundless mana. There are not a few such people, and their methods are nothing more than two ways:

When you meet a rich family, if they are invited to tell the fortune of the child in the family, then even if the child is a blessing from God, and the life is smooth and sweeter than honey, they will also be said by them to be a lonely star, who died young, and will never recover. In order to change the life of their children, these rich and noble families will beg and ask in every possible way, crying and shouting for those Taoist elders to save their children.

All right. In fact, it is also very easy to save, just give money, the more the better. Some of the people who are not short of money in the family are as much as the gods want, they will give as much as they want, and in the end they happily think that they have scattered their wealth and avoided disasters.

The other is to talk about the house. If a family has a little problem recently, as soon as they get the news, they will rush to it and say that they want to go to your house to do something to drive away evil spirits. Of course, this is not gratuitous. What's more, even if someone falls at home, they will say that you are not good for the past year, and there are no ghosts and ghosts in the house.

But although there are many rich people, not every one of them is so generous, and most of them still don't want to give it. In this case, they don't panic.

Don't give? Okay, then your baby is waiting to die, and your house is waiting to be burned by the ghost fire.

Some of the good performances are vivid, and there are no flaws at all. Most people are quite jealous of ghosts and gods, and in the end they are reluctant to pay money, so that these charlatans can make a profit.

was disturbed by these people, and those who had real skills were buried. And Bei Ran, who has been in love with fortune-telling since he was a child, hates that kind of deceitful and deceived Misan. Therefore, if she can meet a fortune teller who tells the truth and is capable, she will not mention how happy she is.

After waiting for most of the day, it was almost noon, and all the people in front of Bei Dye left.

In the end, as soon as the person walked on the front foot, Bei Ran immediately ran over, seeing that others were so smooth, her heart was like a cat scratching, and she was already eager to try. But when the old man, who seemed to be a little reliable, told her fate, she felt that something was strange.

In the past ten years of life, she has told fortunes no less than 100 times, but it is the first time she has seen a fortune-telling method like him touching people's skulls. But since she came to tell fortunes, she had to do what others said, so she sat as steady as a clock, motionless.

Kitazan sat down on a low stool in front of the small wooden table, his body still moving, his eyes moving with the strange old man in front of him. A group of people next to him followed over and wrapped their arms and legs around the perimeter, their eyes widened, staring at the old fortune teller who was pinching his young lady left and right.

The old man first showed her face, and at first she was happy, but the more she looked at it, the more wrong her face became, and later, she directly blackened her face. He also said that he couldn't make a conclusion just by looking at his face, and he had to touch his bones, so he stretched out his wrinkled hands and pressed them on Beiran's head, touching her whole head.

He touched it for a long time, and someone next to him was waiting anxiously, and said angrily: "Can you do this old man, you have seen the face, you have also touched the skull for a long time, do you see anything?" ”

Bei Ran also sat a little impatiently, and said: "We only came here after hearing this Li Daochang say that you are clever and undeceiving, if you dare to play us, I will smash your two stalls and blow up your dog's head!" ”

As she spoke, she rolled her eyes and glanced at the one who shrank to the side, also looking at their Dao Chang Li.

Li Daochang was stared at by Bei Ran, his body trembled, and then he went to the old man with a long beard, looked at his face with a strange expression that was no different from his talent, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Master, how do you think she ......?" ”

The old man with the long beard put down his hand that had been pressed on Bei Ran's head for a long time, slightly lost his mind, and said to Bei Ran: "Girl, don't worry, wait for me to calculate the last hexagram, and you will know." ”

After speaking, he took out seven copper coins from a cloth bag he carried, put them in Bei Ran's hand, and said, "You hold these copper coins in the palm of your hand and shake them, and then raise them on the table, and I will look at the hexagram." ”

Bei Ran looked at the coins in his hand, which were different from the ones that usually circulated in the market, and only two words were printed on them: Qi and Down. After a casual glance, she did as the old man said.