When the copper coins left their hands, they did not fall into any shape on the table as everyone expected, but after a crackling sound, they all fell to the ground, and everyone was stunned. Not only that, but the copper coin fell to the ground, and suddenly cracked from it, shattering into several halves, and only one of the seven copper coins remained intact.

The bearded old man was startled by this situation, he had been a fortune teller for many years, and he had never seen such a situation, and he fell to the ground in a trance.

Li Daochang wanted to help him, but he waved his hand, went to the side of the copper coin that was still good, and lay on the ground and looked at it for a long time. While watching, there are still words in my mouth.

Not long after reading it, he looked up at Bei Ran again, his hands on the ground were trembling, and his expression was terrified.

It happened that Beiran saw him staying on the ground, and was about to help him: "Are you okay?" ”

The old man didn't dare to let her help, and took a few steps back. North dyeing is a bit inexplicable.

The people around him didn't say a word when they saw him, they just sat on the ground in a daze, and urged: "You have calculated something, but say it quickly." ”

Li Daochang went to the old man's side, also squatted down, and said, "Brother, what do you see?" ”

The bearded old man looked at him silently, just shook his head.

Bei Ran waved his hand: "What have you counted?" I can stand it, though. ”

Hearing this, the old man licked his dry lips and looked at her for a long time. In all fairness, he didn't want to open his mouth, but for various reasons, he had to tell the truth: "Er, this is a person, the day is prosperous, the blessing is light; Towards the devil, born like duckweed, broken and scattered; Then the demon, the wise are foolish; And then ......"

"Stop, stop." Before the old man finished speaking, Bei Ran stopped him, turned his head and asked the person next to him, "What do you mean by that?" ”

A person who went to school for a few years when he was a child roughly understood a little and replied: "It's almost the same thing, Miss, your life is not good." Then in the previous life, she was a female devil, and in her last life, she was a demon, and her IQ was a little low. ”

"What?"

She had heard a lot of words about her bad life, but she never thought that it was a rare thing that this old man had gone to the previous life. However, she doesn't believe in these statements of past and present lives, what kind of ghosts, gods, aren't people the greatest?

Shook his head helplessly, it seems that this is also an out-of-tune charlatan. Beiran got up and said to the people around him: "Pay him some money, let's go back." ”

A small attendant next to him was taking out the money, but the old man waved his hand again and again, and said, "Absolutely not!" ”

Fortune-telling is not very serious, but there is a saying that is true: take people's money and eliminate disasters for others.

Since you have received money from your employer, you have to find a way to save her from this disaster, and if you are not capable, then you can stop it yourself. But he calculated that the disaster of the northern dyeing could not be stopped by his mere mustard.

Rejecting the money they offered, he got up from the ground with a cigarette, picked up the intact copper coin and handed it to Bei Ran, and said solemnly: "Girl, keep this money, I hope it can help you get rid of it as soon as possible." ”

Detached? What do you mean? Bei Dye didn't know much, but still accepted the money. After thanking the old man, she led the group away.

The old man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and watched the group walk away. Before dusk, he closed his stall early. Carrying his cloth bag, he went straight out of the city, and when he met an acquaintance to greet him on the way, he ignored it and hurried away with a panicked expression.

When he reached a wasteland in the suburbs, he climbed a small hill on high ground, put down what he was doing, and threw himself on his knees. Then he kowtowed more than a dozen times to the eastern heavenly realm, and said in a trembling voice: "The gods are above, the little old man today does not know the heavens and the earth and the earth is arrogant and has peeped into the heavens, watched the fate of the gods, and knows that the sins are monstrous and unforgivable, and now he gouges out his eyes, and swears that from now on he will not do fortune-telling to show punishment." ”

After slamming his head on the ground again, he trembled and took out two bamboo sticks from his baggage that he usually used to tell hexagrams, sandwiched them between his right fingers, and stabbed them into his eyes......

On the way back to the mountain, Bei Dye Xing thought of what the strange old man said, and secretly felt funny, this old man's ability to make up nonsense is really enough, demons and monsters, why don't you talk about ghosts and ghosts. also said that she was blessed and shallow, anyway, she didn't see where it was shallow, for example, when she went out to tell fortunes today, not only did she not spend money, but others also gave her money, isn't this a good thing?

Follow the winding mountain road all the way up, and after a few more turns, you will reach the mountain gate. In April, the mountain stream is full of flowers, the wind blows, bringing up the dandelions on the roadside, and the white umbrella-shaped tidbits dance in the wind, one of which flutters in the wind, and finally falls on the eyelashes of the north dye.

Bei Ran couldn't help but blink his head for a moment, then raised his hand to brush it away, and when he looked up again, a white figure appeared in his eyes. The man stood under a locust tree, dressed in brocade and white, covered with locust flowers. After seeing this person's appearance clearly, Bei Ran was stunned and paused.

Her father once said that she had been rolling into this world from her mother's belly for many years, and she still had no use for fart, she would only drink the northwest wind, and the knowledge in her chest would not be much longer than a grain of rice. Although she herself thought that it should not be so exaggerated, but when she saw the person in front of her at this moment, she suddenly felt that maybe what her father said was right. Because now, she grew up drinking the northwest wind and saw only a grain of rice, and she rummaged through her stomach, and she couldn't find an accurate word to describe this person's beauty.

After holding it for a long time, she finally figured out a word that should be quite reasonable: incomparable. This man was incomparably beautiful, she said to herself in her heart.

The man stood under the locust tree, spotless white clothes and supple green silk rose in the wind, and was looking up slightly at the snow white of the tree, from time to time there were one or two locust petals blown off by the wind falling on his shoulders and hair, he didn't pay attention to it, just looked at it quietly, as if it was integrated with the spring scenery of the mountains from the hands of heaven and earth.

The people who had been following Bei Ran saw her stop at this moment, and they were strange, and they also followed her gaze to that place, and after seeing the vision in front of them, they were all stunned. After being stunned, they whispered again, they had never seen such a clean person in any way.

After a moment of silence, the man in white stretched out his hand towards the locust tree in front of him, as if he wanted to pluck a branch of the tree and take it away.

A young man who followed Bei Ran was anxious, this locust tree was the tip of their small village owner's heart, and others could take a look at it, and wanted to take it away? No way. He pulled his leg and stepped forward to stop him.

As soon as he took a step, Bei Ran raised his hand to stop him, signaling him not to bother. So, the young man silently retreated again.

Sure enough, after looking at the locust tree for a while, the man in white reached out and broke off a branch.

Yaofang with jade is even more beautiful. Bei Ran thought for a while, and there was an idea in her mind, the corners of her lips hooked, and a trace of cunning flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She had said that there was something good today, and now it seemed that she had to veto that statement—it should be a good thing.