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? Actually, Xiang Tianliang’s gesture had a specific meaning, and it was an appointment made with Li Yajuan and Ye Nan in advance.

Sure enough, Ye Nan understood. As soon as the four of them got out of the elevator, she apologized to Wang Zigui for forgetting her car keys, turned around and went back to the elevator.

She had to call the antique market to send a signal, otherwise the play would not be strong enough when it was sung.

Xiang Tianliang's fifth uncle is really at the antique market, but he is not setting up a stall. Stalling is just a modest name for his profession. Generally, those who have made a name for themselves have long stopped going to the streets. Instead, they work and sit at home.

Guests will come one after another.

Xiang Yunqiu was quite famous. He came to Qinghe once a month for ten days and would not stay for an extra day. He made money without arousing the jealousy of his fellow Qinghe colleagues.

Ye Nan drove the car to the antique street, went around a small street, made many turns, and finally stopped in front of an old house.

Oh, there are seven or eight cars parked in front of the door. At first glance, they are all imported.

Prince Guixin said, "All the people here are good people. This Xiang family's fifth brother is doing good business."

The courtyard was quiet except for a young man in his twenties. When he saw Xiang Tianliang, he immediately came up and said respectfully: "Hello, senior brother."

Xiang Tianliang was very arrogant and waved his hands without even opening his mouth.

The group of people entered the main room and saw a dozen people sitting inside, but they were silent and looked solemn and solemn.

There are eight Taishi chairs on the right, with six people sitting there. They all sit upright, speak and smile seriously, and they can tell at a glance that they are fortune tellers. Xiang Tianliang whispered to Wang Zigui that these people are fortune tellers from all over the country, and they have come to pay a visit to Uncle Wu.

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There are two rows of four long wooden chairs on the left, and there are more than a dozen people sitting there, both men and women. Some are wearing suits, some are holding boss packages, some are holding mobile phones, and some are carrying pagers on their waists. These people should be fortune tellers."

"Food, clothing and parents".

A young man stood on both sides of a door. The door was not closed, only the curtain was hung. Xiang Tianliang led Wang Zigui and three others to the door.

The young man cupped his fists and saluted Xiang Tianliang, "Hello, senior brother."

He nodded to Tian Guang, leaned forward, and said a few words in the young man's ear.

There was a commotion on the long wooden chairs in the back, and some people were blocking each other, making everyone unable to sit still.

The young man walked over, saluted, and said in a low voice: "Everyone, please be patient. My senior brother has brought an old friend that my master has not seen for thirty years. I'm sorry, please wait ten more minutes."

The hall immediately returned to silence.

Wang Zigui leaned against the door, lifted a corner of the curtain and looked inside.

But I saw a man sitting on the blanket just like a monk, wearing white clothes and white trousers, with a bare head and eyes covered, as thin as a bone and with a face as white as frost. He was Xiang Tianliang's fifth uncle Xiang Yunqiu.

The person sitting opposite is obviously a customer, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, who is frightened and cautious.

Xiang Yunqiu smiled slightly and said, "Sir, can you lend me your left hand?"

The middle-aged man followed the instructions and stretched out his left hand.

Xiang Yunqiu put the middle-aged man's hand on his own, held it, caressed it, pinched it, turned it over, weighed it, wiped it...while asking casually: "May I ask where you are from, sir?"

The middle-aged man was very pious and said, "I am from Xiandu Township, Jiumen County."

"Oh... Xiandu is a wonderful place. My ancestors had a small fortune and a good family background. Therefore, I have studied well for several years. I wanted to become an official in politics and shine in my family. I didn't want an accident or a mistake to make my family famous."

It has been more than five years since your husband gave up politics and engaged in business. Fortunately, he is diligent and hardworking and has good fortune, and now he has achieved a little success...Sir, I was right."

The middle-aged man couldn't close his mouth as he listened, "Master, you are truly a god."

Xiang Yunqiu let go of the middle-aged man's hand, smiled calmly, and continued: "But sir, I encountered a difficult matter recently and I couldn't make a decision, so I came here to ask this question today."

The middle-aged man's face changed, "Master, how do you know?"

Xiang Yunqiu said: "If you have something on your mind, your heart will be heavy. Those who are heavy-hearted will have a concentrated mind. A person with a concentrated mind will have stiff palms. My husband has a successful career, and a good wife is half as good. Why should I bother myself and become a promiscuous woman?"

But what about abandoning your virtuous wife and young son?"

The middle-aged man was suddenly sweating profusely and said, "Thank you, Master, for reminding me. Please give me some guidance."

"If you continue to stop, you will suffer the consequences. Where did you come from and where are you going? There is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering. You will never turn back. Please think twice, sir."

Xiang Yunqiu closed his mouth, tilted his head slightly, and made a sign of seeing off guests.

The middle-aged man said obediently, "Thank you, Master, for your enlightenment. Thank you, Master for your enlightenment." He stood up and walked to the door. While wiping his sweat, he took out a thousand yuan and handed it to the young man.

Wang Zigui pulled Xiang Tianliang to the side and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Xiang, why does your fifth uncle look like a Buddhist?"

Xiang Tianliang explained: "My fifth uncle's master is an eminent monk. He wanted my fifth uncle to become a Buddhist and inherit the mantle. Because my grandfather Nainai objected, my fifth uncle returned home, married a wife and had children, but my fifth uncle returned home, married a wife and had children.

In order to be grateful for his master's teachings, he has been eating fast and chanting sutras for decades without stopping, has a shaved head, and meditates. Anyway, he looks like a monk."

Wang Zigui groaned, nodded and asked, "Then why is he blindfolded?"

Xiang Tianliang smiled and said: "That's just a show off. There are so many classmates outside watching, so my fifth uncle only uses bone-touching and physiognomy without looking at people's faces. He only needs to shake hands to give a general idea."

Wang Zigui said oh again, with a look of awe on his face, Xiang Tianliang looked at it with joy in his heart, smelly old woman, no matter how arrogant and hot-tempered you are, in front of a demigod and a half-immortal, you can only surrender.

The young man gestured to Tianliang that he could go in.

Wang Zigui was not completely confused, and whispered: "When we go in later, the three of you are only allowed to listen, and you are not allowed to talk."

A group of four people entered the room. Wang Zigui sat down on the chair in front of Xiang Yunqiu. Xiang Tianliang, Li Yajuan and Ye Nan sat on the side.

Xiang Yunqiu is very personable, his gestures, clothes and appearance are quite fairy-like, which makes people admire him in awe.

"Master, please excuse me." Wang Zigui looked like a different person, hunched over, and his voice was thin and soft.

Xiang Yunqiu smiled slightly and said, "Sister, please extend your right hand."

Men are on the left and women are on the right. When reading palmistry for a woman, the main thing to look at is her right hand.

Xiang Yunqiu's movements were very light and quick. He held Wang Zigui's hand for only five or six seconds before letting go and taking back his hand.

"Disrespectful, eldest sister, may I ask, are you from the official family?"

Prince Gui was stunned for a moment. He was such a powerful master. He could guess his identity with such a gentle squeeze.

"Master, you don't have to worry about it. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Xiang Yunqiu smiled faintly and said, "No matter how rich or low you are, everyone who comes is a guest."

"Please give me some advice, Master."

Xiang Yunqiu tilted his head slightly, exhaled lightly, shook his head slowly, and then remained motionless and did not speak for a long time.

"Master, it doesn't matter."

"Oh...I'm sorry, eldest sister, I want to shake your hand again."

This time, Xiang Yunqiu held Wang Zigui's left hand for a long time.

Then, Xiang Yunqiu sighed, very softly, but obviously he intended for everyone in the room to hear clearly.

Wang Zigui didn't dare to say anything and sat there with a pious look on his face.

"You have a rich appearance and a bitter life. How could it be like this? Sister, your past has been very tortuous."

"Master, you are right, please continue." Wang Zigui's voice actually trembled.

Xiang Yunqiu said: "Sister, please forgive me for telling you that your first half of life was very unsatisfactory."

"Yes, yes..."

"Humans, the first is fate, the second is luck, the third is Feng Shui and the fourth is name. Everything in the world is destined by God. We mortals should wake up. Excuse me, eldest sister, are you asking about your personal future?"

"To be honest, Master, I am about to retire and have long put aside the word "future". What I want to ask is, will my life be so miserable in the future?"

Xiang Yunqiu paused for a while and said slowly: "Sister, you are very bitter in your heart. The bitterness has formed a knot for a long time. If the knot is not untied, how can you talk about happiness?"

"So, how can we untie the knot in our heart?"

Xiang Yunqiu smiled and said: "You can only resolve your own knots, don't ask others for help. Sister, don't look back, just look forward. You will be rich and powerful in the rest of your life, because that is what you deserve."

life."

"How do you say this?"

Xiang Yunqiu said: "I just said that you are rich and noble, but you have a bitter life. One of the reasons is your inner demons, which prevent you from moving away or letting go, and you have suffered for a long time.

As long as you forget the past, the wealth you deserve in the first half of your life will appear in the second half of your life."

"Where is the wealth?"

Xiang Yunqiu said loudly: "The wealth of children means the wealth of parents. Big sister, it's time to let go."

"Master, I, I..." Wang Zigui stayed there, his face turned red and his voice was choked, "Master, please help me."

Suddenly, Wang Zigui's body trembled, and he covered his face and cried.

Next to them, Li Yajuan and Ye Nan looked at each other and wanted to reach out to help, but Xiang Tianliang stopped them with their eyes.

Xiang Yunqiu smiled and nodded, "Sister, you can't even cry. It shows that you haven't cried for many years. Cry, cry loudly, cry as much as you want. When you finish crying, the knot in your heart will be untied."

"Wow……"

Prince Guixiang seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. As soon as Xiang Yunqiu finished speaking, she burst into tears.

This cry is extraordinary, like sadness, bitterness, sourness, and hatred, like the water of the Yangtze River rolling down, rushing endlessly.

I don't know how much time passed, but Wang Zigui leaned on the chair, his face as calm as water.

"Master, thank you for your enlightenment."

Xiang Yunqiu said with a smile: "Sister, I can't let you come here in vain. Please say a few words and I will take a look for you."

Wang Zigui thought for a moment and said, "Wang Zigui."

Xiang Yunqiu asked: "Wang Zigui, are these three words the only thing?"

"Yes, three horizontal lines and one vertical king, the son of a child, the osmanthus of the sweet-scented osmanthus."

Xiang Yunqiu nodded, put away his smile, pondered for a while and said: "What a good name, what a good name, eldest sister, it's a pity that you are a woman, this should be a man's name."

Wang Zigui was in awe again, "Master, you are so amazing. This is the name my brother used."
Chapter completed!