In Daming Prefecture, "Mr. Dongguo" who sets up a fortune-telling stall at the foot of the city wall in the east city has a good business. In the first month of the year, there are a lot more people willing to pay a few extra bucks for fortune telling.

When he was about to close the stall, "Mr. Dongguo" felt something in his heart, so he made a fortune of his own.

"It's...unbelievable."

Wearing his goatee, "Mr. Dongguo" sighed with emotion, "You are really moving forward without hesitation. If you say you're going forward, you're going forward, and you won't back down. You actually forced the innate gods away. It's amazing, it's amazing."

After saying that, "Mr. Dong Guo" quickly closed the stall and was about to leave when he saw a middle-aged man with a full and extraordinary temperament walking straight towards him. When he arrived at the stall, the middle-aged man saluted directly and then said sincerely: "

Where are you going, sir?"

"I'm closing the stall. If you want to have a fortune telling, please wait until tomorrow."

Just after sizing up the middle-aged man, "Mr. Dongguo"'s face trembled and he wished he could immediately apply oil on his soles.

This middle-aged man is dressed in rich clothes, wearing a crown of five virtues on his head, and a long sword on his waist. Even though he has no entourage on his left and right, he does not look like an idle person.

He stretched out his hand to stop "Mr. Dongguo". The man's eyes were firm and sincere, "Sir, could you please help me with your fortune telling?"

Looking at the arm blocking him, "Mr. Dongguo" glanced at it and saw that the arm was wrapped in gold and silver armor leaves, and it was indescribably gleaming.

When other people saw him, they just thought he had money and nothing to do with it, so he put a gold and silver arm guard on one of his arms, which also showed his strength and status.

However, "Mr. Dong Guo" knew that there were no arms inside this gold and silver armour.

At least, although the palm can move, it is fake.

"Dear guest, actually asking me to tell fortunes is of little use."

"Sir, you know blessings and disasters. If you can help me seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, I will be richly rewarded."

"How can I know the blessings and misfortunes? I just choose some words that ordinary people have seen but don't understand. If I really know the blessings and misfortunes, how can I set up a stall here to make a living?"

"How can sir make a fortune for me?"

"Sigh... But when a prince comes, it doesn't even count as a poor man. If it's calculated well, then it's good; if it's not calculated well, death is not far away..."

Knowing that the visitor was stubborn, "Mr. Dong Guo" said solemnly, "Dear guest, even if you know the blessings and disasters, you can really seek advantages and avoid disadvantages? The so-called advantages and disadvantages may be beneficial in the moment, but they may be harmful in the long term. There is no conclusion."

"..."

The middle-aged man in fine clothes was thoughtful, sighed, and cupped his hands at "Mr. Dongguo", "I am the one who is embarrassing you, sir."

"Easy to say."

Holding his fists and handing over his hands, "Mr. Dongguo" breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the lonely look on the middle-aged man's face, he thought for a moment, walked out a few steps and then turned back and said: "Honored guest, don't you hear that 'the person who untie the bell must tie the bell'?"

Dao heard that there was a juren recently who was very upholding morality. This person had clear grievances and fair rewards and punishments. After hearing that the demon king of Wozhou had harmed the people, he cut his body into thousands of pieces and suffered in the underworld for tens of thousands of years..."

After a pause, seeing the middle-aged man's expression move slightly, he continued, "But the Demon King of Wozhou has the ability to save people, so a group of people are also offering incense to him, and he will become a god in the future.

A one-year sentence is also a given."

"What if the sin is greater than the Demon King?"

"Then it's hard to say."

The conversation stopped, and instead of continuing the conversation, "Mr. Dongguo" held the fortune-telling flag, found a wine shop, ordered a plate of fennel beans, boiled bamboo shoots with salt, warmed up a bowl of wine, and started enjoying it happily.

As for the middle-aged man, he didn't take it to heart at all.

In the wine shop, "Mr. Dongguo" was the only one wearing a long robe but standing drinking. He picked up fennel beans and chewed them in his mouth. While eating, he thought: Wei Xiangxiang is not someone who will give everyone a chance to change his ways. He is now

Even the innate gods dared to suppress and expel him, even if he was asked to bleed the gods one by one, he would not even frown.

"In Damingzhou, hang out for a while and then leave."

"Old man Dongguo, did you get a sum of money for drinks by showing off again today?"

"The matter of divination, divination, is not called cheating..."

Some diners in the restaurant were having fun with "Mr. Dongguo" and raised their glasses and made fun of him, which made "Mr. Dongguo" anxious. He muttered words such as "Qi Men Dun Jia" and "Five Elements Bagua", which made the diners very happy.

, so he added a dish of fennel beans and a pot of loose wine as usual.

After getting the fennel beans and wine, "Mr. Dongguo" grinned, and quickly called the waiter in the waiter, and then said: "I haven't touched the fennel beans and wine. I'll leave it now and order it next time."

"..."

The waiter gave me a look of disdain, but in the end he accepted the order.

"Mr. Dong Guo", who had picked up a meal for nothing, was very happy, and the wine in his hand tasted even more exciting.

It was night, and it was customary to observe the sky at night. In the stable of a large car dealership in the city, "Mr. Dongguo" took a look at the sky, holding an animal skin in his hand. On the skin was a star map. After comparing it, he was stunned:

"Damn it, why is there an extra dog star?"

I scratched my head and couldn't figure it out.

Judging from the changes in this dog star, it is a bit weak, but it is very dog-like. It always follows an evil star and it gradually steals the starlight of the surrounding stars.

"Well……"

After thinking for a while, "Mr. Dongguo" took something out of his pocket again and took out a booklet with a simple and rough text on the cover - "Some Tests on Innate Spirits".

After searching for a long time, he finally confirmed one thing: he had never seen any innate gods related to the stars.

"The 'Three Strange Stones' correspond to the 'Sun God Lord', 'Taiyin God Lord' and 'Star God Lord', but the 'Star God Lord' has never been born..."

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't figure it out, so I lay in the stable and looked up at the stars. It was still very cold in the middle of the night in the first month of the year. I was afraid of freezing to death, so I quickly hugged some more hay to my body, and then I slept comfortably.

The next day, "Mr. Dongguo", who looked like a slovenly Taoist, now looked more distinguished.

I haven't had breakfast yet, but don't panic, "Mr. Dongguo" has a clever plan.

I spotted a bun shop and saw him step forward with a smile on his face and say hello: "Boss, can Pindao tell your fortune?"

"roll!"

"okay."

"Mr. Dongguo" quickly turned around, and then asked the diners in line one by one: "Can you tell the fortune?"

When the diners saw how sloppy he was, they quickly covered their mouths and noses to hide, fearing that they would be contaminated by this sloppy Taoist.

After a while, most of the diners had dispersed, and the owner of the bun shop became anxious. He stamped his feet and cursed: "You stinky beggar, get out of here -"

"You boss, you are in business, and I am in business. You sell your steamed buns, and I will do my calculations. I won't do anything wrong with you, and I won't bother you in your store. Isn't it normal to solicit business on the roadside...

"

"I am today..."

"The owner of Li Ji Baozi Shop beat someone up——"

"Shut up! I'll give you the money and leave—"

The boss quickly took out twenty copper coins and stuffed them over.

"Here are ten buns."

"..."

He was so angry that he wanted to kill this smelly old Taoist beggar, but the bun shop owner endured it and wrapped ten buns in dried lotus leaves and handed them to "Mr. Dongguo".

"Thank you so much, thank you boss for your kindness..."

After that, "Mr. Dongguo" took the bun with both hands, walked away, found a corner, squatted down and started eating. After eating, he burped, shook his head and took it out of his arms, and walked towards it with a smile.

Went to the bun shop.

The boss was so angry at that time that he was about to pick up the kitchen knife from the kitchen and swing it twice when he saw "Mr. Dong Guo" pull out two paintings, one was a portrait of a person from the front, and the other was a portrait of a person with their head turned from behind, but no matter where they were,

Every painting is majestic and majestic, as if the characters are about to jump out of the painting and fight.

"What do you want to do again?!"

"Hey, hey, I don't eat your buns for free..."

Pointing his finger at the boss, "Mr. Dongguo" walked to the door, pasted the two paintings directly, and then said, "Boss, if there are any difficulties at home in the future, please add eyes to these two paintings to protect you from evil."

Turn good fortune into good fortune and turn danger into safety."

The smiling "Mr. Dongguo" nodded to the boss, then hummed a little tune and walked away happily.

"Is this stinky beggar trying to rob my house?"

"You poor guy, you're a bun seller, why are you robbing you? Is it because of your buns, or because of my beauty?"

The cook and proprietress who was busy in the kitchen was holding a rolling pin and a bucket on her waist, glaring like a dominatrix.

"Madam, madam, I just say that, just say that..."

After repeatedly begging for mercy, the couple walked to the door, and many neighbors came to watch.

"Who is this?"

"Why are you blind?"

"Why don't you add eyeballs? Boss Li, take a pen and add eyeballs to this person."

"Order whatever you want! My duty as a boss is to make steamed buns. This is the advice of an expert. What do you know?"

The proprietress stood at the door with her arms akimbo, and pushed away the onlookers. Then she turned to look at her own door. Seeing that the macho man in the painting was indeed mighty and majestic, she said to her husband with disdain: "Look at you, look at this man...
To be continued...