Rebirth to 90s: Start from Scratch

Zhang Qianxiu drove to the place very quickly. The fortune-teller took out the compass and looked at it for a long time. He frowned, and said, "This place is ugly, not suitable for business."

"If there is water, it can be broken! But the terrain is high, there is no backing, there is no water source to reach this place, it's not easy to break!"

Zhang Qianxiu didn't believe these things in the first place. He heard the fortune teller say this, and immediately felt that this was to cheat money. If it didn't cost much, it would be fine.

If it is too much, then pay some hard work and go back and find another gentleman.

"Old gentleman, is there a way to crack this?" Zhang Qianxiu asked with a smile.

The fortune teller glanced at Zhang Qianxiu and smiled softly: "Youth, in fact, you don't believe this at all. You can tell from your face. You are a person of'clear discernment'. You came to me, but you just drifted with the crowd and watched for a while. , It's just a deal."

Zhang Qianxiu thinks that he has done a good job of managing his facial expressions, and the fortune teller can guess it out of all likelihood.

Moreover, Zhang Qianxiu didn't understand what the old gentleman meant by ‘distinguishing’.

Distinguish right from wrong? It should not be!

"Old sir, I invite you to come, naturally it is sincere." Zhang Qianxiu said and took out a red envelope: "Old sir, please enlighten me on how to crack it."

This is just to be polite, who knows that the fortune teller would not accept the red envelope: "Youth, why don't you show me your birth date?"

Zhang Qianxiu didn't care either, and said, "Old sir, I don't know much about this zodiac. I am on February 16, 1974, in the lunar calendar."

Zhang Qianxiu deliberately added a sentence, in fact, in this era, everyone talks about birthdays, they are talking about the lunar calendar.

The fortune teller was still smiling, and seemed to want to show his hand in front of Zhang Qianxiu.

Glancing at Zhang Qianxiu's face, he was taken aback, and said, "Boy, can you let me take a look at your hand?"

The male left and the female right, Zhang Qianxiu stretched out his left hand.

The fortune teller looked at it, squeezed Zhang Qianxiu's hand, and said: "Let me look at the right hand."

After seeing his right hand, the fortune-teller became even more puzzled. He took out a tortoise shell and a few copper coins from his messenger bag embroidered with Tai Chi diagrams. sweat.

Zhang Qianxiu felt that the fortune-teller was doing a play, and he didn't believe it at all, but he wanted to pay more for his professional level after waiting for a while.

The fortune-teller hesitated for a long time, and finally took out a piece of paper. There was no ink, and he used the cinnabar muddy water he carried with him. When everything was ready, he took out a small brush. It is estimated that he usually draws symbols, and said: "Little Brother, do you mind testing a word?"

Zhang Qianxiu asked, "Can't you use a pen?"

"The pen is too slender for writing. I don't have a good look. I can't see the veins. Use a brush!" said the fortune teller. At this time, there was no smile on his face, but rather solemn.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't refuse either. He picked up the brush and asked, "What's the word?"

"Whatever! You can use your favorite or least favorite word, you can take a word from a certain name," the fortune teller said.

Zhang Qianxiu thought for a while, but thought of Su Yuwei.

The word Wei is too complicated, so I wrote the word "Su".

When Zhang Qianxiu finished writing the character, the fortune-teller took the character and looked at it for a while, his face became more solemn, and his hands trembled slightly in the end.

"Little brother, your fate, no one in this world can see it, and any evil or evil spirits in this world can hardly affect you."

"You are detached from the three gods."

Zhang Qianxiu thought for a while. He didn't know much about these fortune-telling things, but he also knew that the three gods are heavenly gods, earthly gods, and mountains; or there is another saying that the three corpse gods of the human body, that is, three dantians at the top, middle and bottom Of god.

But this seems to have nothing to do with fortune telling.

Zhang Qianxiu asked suspiciously: "Old gentleman, what does this mean?"

The fortune teller said: "Juvenile, judging from your face, palmistry, and bones, you will never have a rich life in your entire life, but your studies are pretty good. Whether it's your current family or the family you will set up in the future, it doesn't matter. Happy, even if it’s work, it’s not very satisfying."

"Obviously, you are going to build a warehouse now, and the light of the sacred platform is something I have never seen before."

"On closer inspection, I discovered that whether it is your palmistry, face or bones, or divination with your birth date, there seems to be a layer of nothingness hidden under your destiny."

"I didn't realize it until I saw the words you wrote."

"Words?" Zhang Qianxiu looked at the fortune teller in confusion: "The characters I wrote are my wife's surname!"

The dignified face of the fortune teller gradually relaxed, and he smiled softly, and said: "Any numerology and easy counting can't calculate your future and destiny, but the word'Su' can give a little explanation."

"The word Su, the five elements belong to wood, and the wood is responsible for vitality. The traditional Chinese character'Su' has fish and grass under the head of the grass. Fish belongs to water, and water is responsible for wealth."

"There is vitality and wealth. For you, it is a good word. When you write this word, what you think in your heart, if you encounter difficulties in the future, the people you think and the things you think may be solved. Your problem."

"As for your place, you don't need to watch the day. You can suppress any evil things, and then you can find other people, either like me or a liar who lied to you."

Zhang Qianxiu was a little skeptical when he heard it: "Old sir, then...you mean, my life is special?"

The fortune teller looked at Zhang Qianxiu and said: "Your life is not special, you have some ability, you can see at a glance, where is the special, perhaps you know yourself, you are not rich and noble, but you can't survive. Fifty, forget it! Actually, I can’t see through it. If anyone tells you in the future, you will not be able to see your numerology by just looking at your palmistry. Don’t believe it. I guess no one in this world can see you. No one sees your numerology."

The fortune-teller once again said that he had no riches and nobles, and he still lived less than fifty.

If this were put in the previous life, it would really be all right. When he came back, he was only over forty, and he was indeed not rich and expensive. The life was more than the good and the bad, but the life pressure was heavy.

Thinking about it this way, the fortune teller is right.

Zhang Qianxiu asked, "Old sir, I really didn't lie to you. When I asked you, I really didn't believe this in my heart. Now I have some faith, can you count it for my friend?"

Zhang Qianxiu wants a fortune teller to tell Su Yuwei. Su Yuwei had an accident in her last life. It must be in the first year of high school. But Zhang Qianxiu can't remember the first half of the semester or the second half. If a fortune teller can do the calculations, maybe something can be calculated.

Before, Zhang Qianxiu also thought about asking Su Yuwei not to go to school, but worried that Su Yuwei had an accident elsewhere. At school, at least Zhang Qianxiu knew one place. If this car accident happened to another place, there would be no way. Predicted.

The fortune-teller thought for a while and said, "Little brother, in fact, I only know a little bit about fortune-telling. I dare not say that I can see it every time. The reality of your situation is too far away from the performance of various numerology. I To see it."

"If you believe me, you can take your friends to the place where I set up a stall next time to find me."

Zhang Qianxiu asked, "Old sir, how much is this today?"

The fortune teller smiled slightly: "Just look at it, and I didn't show you anything."

Zhang Qianxiu had prepared several red envelopes a long time ago. First, he was afraid that he would have to give red envelopes many times. Second, he thought, if the ones that look pleasing to the eye are invited, they will be given more, and those that are not pleasing to the eye will be given less.

Zhang Qianxiu took out the biggest red envelope and handed it to the fortune teller: "Old sir, then I just want to say anything, I will start work and choose tomorrow. There is no problem, right?"

The fortune-teller nodded, took the money, and said, "In fact, this place is not very good. If the host's luck can't hold back, something will happen sooner or later, but you are an exception. I'm afraid you will be doing business on a fierce land, right. Your influence will not be great."

Zhang Qianxiu heard that the fortune-teller always said that he was different, and could not help but secretly guess whether the fortune-teller realized that he was born again, and it seemed to have this meaning in and out of words several times, so he asked: "Old sir, you I always say that I am different, what exactly is it?"

The fortune teller put the red envelope away and said, "Actually, I didn't see it. For example, it's like carrying water. Everyone has only three buckets fixed. That is fate, luck and qi. This qi is a variable. , That is, one's own efforts can even affect fate and luck, but it is severely restricted by fate and luck. It is hard to say whether it can break through."

"Your facial features, palmistry, bone features, and birth date divination all show that your three buckets can only hold up to 50 kilograms of water at present, and you can only fill them once. As for how much each bucket is filled and whether it is full, Then you have to judge by observation. Even if your three buckets are full, there will only be one hundred and fifty kilograms of water."

"But the result is that you now have a pond, which obviously cannot fit in your bucket. As for how much water is in it, I don't know. Who knows how much water is in a pond?"

"So, I can easily judge that everything in your face and bones is wrong."

"On the contrary, it is the measurement of characters. Among all fortune-telling methods, this is actually the most inaccurate, because the characters are what people think in their hearts and it is difficult to figure out. But for you, it is the most accurate, but unfortunately, it is not clear."

"Therefore, in the future, when others look at your face and palmistry, they will always be very different from the results, and they can only tell one or two things through testing."

Zhang Qianxiu understood a little bit, and couldn't help thinking of ghosts and gods in his heart. He hesitated and asked, "Old gentleman, are there really ghosts in this world?"

The fortune-teller was taken aback, and then he smiled: “I’m not too good to say this, I haven’t seen it either. I’ve been fortunetelling for many years and wondered whether there are any ghosts or gods in this world. These things passed down from my ancestors, I just learned a little but I can see one or two things, it’s weird!"

In any case, what the fortune teller said made Zhang Qianxiu a little concerned.

I chatted with the fortune-teller again, asked for his name, and drove the fortune-teller back to his stall.