There are five disadvantages and three shortcomings. Although this thing cannot be avoided, loopholes can still be exploited.

What Jia Xiujie lacks is money. If he says one more word after the divination, he will lose some money.

After so many generations, people have more or less found some ways to make losses visible.

Lifespan may be a little more troublesome, but money is the easiest of the three shortcomings.

Just divide the money you have into two parts, one more and one less.

The extra portion will disappear for various reasons after the divination.

Maybe it was lost on the road, or maybe it was robbed from the rich and given to the poor by some hero.

After stuffing two hundred yuan into his pocket, Jia Xiujie spoke slowly.

"He will meet a noble man when he is eighteen years old. If he eats a bite of the noble man's human blood steamed buns, he will occupy the noble man's fortune."

After saying this, Jia Xiujie's face was filled with pain.

He can calculate this fate, but he really doesn't want to say it.

There is a price to pay for leaking secrets.

The more involved the fortune teller is, the more price they have to bear.

The thirty-first generation descendant of Kinmen, what he lacks is life, and he has a fortune telling for the Qinqi lineage.

Fifty years from now there will be a turn for the better, and a boy from a humble background will step up to the top.

If this piece can be found, the Qinqi family will live for another three hundred years.

One assertion has been involved for more than three hundred years and has preserved the entire Qinqi lineage.

After this hexagram was calculated, the thirty-first generation descendants of Kinmen directly began to explain the funeral affairs.

Zhang Bei heard Jia Xiujie's hexagram and nodded with great satisfaction.

"Not bad, the craftsmanship is enough."

The bad old man raised his head silently, this is his apprentice!

Zhang Bei took out a box from the drawer and pushed it on the table.

"My hexagram, old man, are you here?"

After hearing Zhang Bei's words, the two people present fell silent.

This hexagram is not easy to calculate, even a bad old man would not dare to speak it easily.

The air was quiet for a long time, and Jia Xiujie finally sighed.

"I'll do it."

Just as he was about to accept the box, the old man directly pressed Jia Xiujie's hand.

"Forget it, you can't do it yet, I'll do this hexagram."

There are too many things involved in Zhang Bei, and a single comment can change the fate of countless people.

When Zhang Bei was born, the thirty-fourth generation ancestor of Kinmen had a premonition of changes in the Northeast and took action.

result……

The ancestor stayed in the hospital for half a year and almost didn't survive.

The bad old man put the box away and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

He quickly took out the props from his backpack, including Five Emperors' money, a tortoise shell engraved with oracle bones, a money sword from a generation of heavenly masters, and a broken imperial edict...

After putting more than a dozen items in total on the table, the old man still felt panicked and a little unsafe.

After pondering for a moment, he painfully took out a brush engraved with a five-clawed golden dragon.

Seeing the bad old man taking out the props, Zhang Bei's eyes suddenly lit up and he pulled out a wooden box from the cabinet on the side.

"This thing should work too, right?"

"Um?"

The old man was stunned for a moment and then opened the wooden box.

"Fuck!"

When Jia Xiujie heard the old man's exclamation, he also came over with curious eyes.

"Fuck!"

What was placed here was the string of Dzi beads given to him by the living Buddha before.

Although Zhang Bei didn't understand divination, he also knew that they needed something that had been used by people with great luck.

Logically speaking, this string of Dzi beads belongs to the Living Buddha and should be usable.

The bad old man took two deep breaths and stuffed everything he took out from the table into his backpack.

Only the tortoise shell and the Five Emperors' money were left.

He put the dzi bead on his hand and looked towards Zhang Bei.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"What will be the outcome of that incident in the southeast?"

The bad old man nodded, shook his tortoise shell and muttered something.

Two minutes later, the Five Emperors' Money reappeared on the table, and he began to calculate based on the hexagrams combined with Zhang Bei's birth date.

When the hexagrams were calculated, the old man was stunned for a moment.

"Damn it, it's that thing!"

"I've been looking for it for many years. Let me tell you what the result is."

"There may be twists and turns, but the results are basically the same."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the tortoise shell suddenly made a clicking sound.

A crack appeared directly on it, and a gap opened directly in the densest part of the oracle bone inscriptions.

"Fuck, I knew it, I knew it!!!"

Jia Xiujie looked at the cracked tortoise shell and silently moved his buttocks, moving a little further away from Zhang Bei.

This string of Dzi beads can’t hold up?

If he were to calculate this, how much money would he lose!

The bad old man looked at Zhang Bei and finally sighed.

He put the Dzi beads into the box and gave them back to Zhang Bei.

"Be careful, the southeast side is too chaotic."

"I see."

Zhang Bei had made plans with Colin before about matters in the southeast. It just so happened that people from Kinmen came this time. It would be good to calculate the final result.

After the divination, the three of them sat on the sofa and chatted about the interesting things that had happened in Jiuliu recently.

For example, the trumpeter family has recently split up, and the trumpet maker has established his own business.

For example, there is another genius in the Danqing lineage. He is only thirteen years old and has already caused several masters to compete for his disciples.

Several people had a tacit understanding and did not mention the matter in the southeast. Unfortunately, the old man just said one sentence and the tortoise shell cracked.

If I say a few more words, it will be a question whether I can go out standing upright today.

After having lunch together, Zhang Bei sent the two of them out of the village.

After returning home, Zhang Bei leaned on his chair and called Colin's cell phone.

After more than ten seconds, an angry voice rang from the other side of the phone.

"I'm beeping, beeping, do you know what time it is? I just fell asleep!"

"Don't make any noise. How are you preparing for Southeast Asia?"

"Ready, but are you sure that thing really exists?"

"It should be true. All the major families in the country have recorded it."

After hearing Zhang Bei's words, Colin was silent for a long time.

"Trouble, my security company can't take action directly."

"I will let this generation of Thieves take action, and you only need to be responsible for his safety."

"Okay, I'll book the ticket now and I'll probably be able to go back tomorrow. Don't talk about it on the phone again."

"good!"

Zhang Bei hung up the phone and looked southeast with squinted eyes.

Everyone in Zhou Lu knew that Zhang Bei had always been very interested in the inheritance of various families.

So far, a lot of inheritance has been collected, especially the classics and prescriptions of traditional Chinese medicine.

As long as anyone has it, they can basically get it.

When I was looking through the Li family's classics, I accidentally discovered an interesting thing recorded in one of their ancient books.

[Chang Sangjun suddenly appeared in the southeast, treating a man, and gained his respect, so he established his position.]
Chapter completed!