When Xiang Que left, he put all his money in his body in the merit box of the Dacien Temple. After receiving a favor from the Brahma tree in the backyard, he had to pay back the cause and effect. He took out all the money and money and money to leave without leaving any money. For Xiang Que, this is the ultimate, and there is no other way.

I left the temple empty-handed, sighing at Que, the five disadvantages and three disadvantages and the lives of not saving my life is definitely a stalemate. The more than 2,000 yuan was dissipated before it was heated up, and the way out was filthy. After all, the belly was a big problem.

He walked from morning to afternoon with his legs, and then he returned to the city. He dragged his two thighs like he was filled with lead and asked, and then arrived at the small east gate of Xi'an.

Xiaodongmen Street is the antique market in Xi'an. In this street, most of them are shops selling antiques, and a small number are shops that tell fortunes and feng shui.

Xiang Que must be a layman for antiques. There is no such skill in Gujingguan, but fortune telling and feng shui are his special skills.

Xiang Que didn't plan to find a store to make a living as before. It would be too troublesome and time-consuming. It would be better to take the knife and take out some money to seek money without having to earn more. It would be enough for a few days to make money.

This street is called an antique street or antique market, but an insider will collectively call it the ghost market. After all, the antiques sold are dug out from the tombs of dead people, and the objects are also dead, so they are called the ghost market.

There are many antique shops in Guishi, but there are also fortune telling stalls and Feng Shui shops. After all, these things can be summarized into the same industry.

The Ghost Market is the most lively in two periods of the day, one is in the early morning and the other is after the evening. Because these two periods are quite heavy, it is slightly in line with the characteristics of the antique street.

When Xiangque came, it was after the evening, and more people on the street gradually increased, but most of them were middle-aged people, because people of this age believed in these things and had the ability to buy antiques. As for the younger generation, there were relatively few people. Basically, more young men and women came to ask about marriage or seek wealth.

Xiang Que was not in a hurry to take action. He watched casually on the street and felt the atmosphere here. After a while, he found that most of the antique shops were relatively deserted and not many people entered. After all, this industry is an industry that has not opened for three years and has been eating for three years.

However, there are many people in front of the stalls that look at Feng Shui and fortune-telling. There are several shops with particularly many people. Just now, he passed by a Feng Shui shop. There were two guests wearing cheongsams and thighs standing outside the door. Whenever someone came in, he would grin and say he would come to welcome him. Then someone in the shop immediately came to serve tea and hand over water.

This kind of store looked at me a few times, and it was a bit real. The design and structure of the store were obviously thoughtful and very consistent with Feng Shui theory. The people who were in the store must have some strength. On the other hand, the shops that were not good at business were purely fooling people by the grass-roots team, and it would be considered a profit if they caught one.

After walking around Xiangque, he walked to an area where the fortune telling stall was concentrated, and then sat down next to a stall.

"Hey, the young man told fortune and sat forward. What's wrong with me?" An old man sat behind the stall next to him, with long hair tied up, and was in his fifties, with three long beards floating on his chin, looking a bit like a fairy-like trait.

Xiang Que waved his hand to him and said, "It's not a fortune teller to you."

The old man pointed to the sign hanging on his stall, which said "Modern civilian clothes are awesome, and the iron mouth is broken". The sign is quite stylish. The big gold-plated characters are inlaid on solid wood, which is obviously expensive.

The old man said, "I never say I don't have any money. I will calculate it for you first. After you finish it, you will definitely pay me your own money. I can't stop you from giving less. If you don't want to give me less, you will have to beat me up if I want to say that if I don't accept the money, you will have to beat me up."

Xiang Que opened his mouth and asked in surprise: "Why are you so fierce?"

The old man said proudly: "My surname is Lai, and it is passed down from the 83rd generation descendants of the common man's god. He has a family background and lives by fortune-telling. He has spent hundreds of years of spring and autumn. Will he have sex with you casually? I am a half-immortal talent, and God wants to be jealous of it."

Xiang Que said, ignored him, sat cross-legged and picked up a branch he picked up.

Old Man Lai was a little anxious and asked, "Young man, after hearing what I said, you are still indifferent?"

Xiang Que glanced at him and said, "Or what if you are going to do it, are you really going to calculate it for me?"

Old man Lai said, "Listen to me first. If I don't let your eyes pop out, you smash my gold-plated sign, and then I, Lai Shensou, will leave the fortune telling world from now on."

"Uncle, you're a little too big to play like this... Then I definitely can't stop you." Xiang Quele was relieved and nodded and said, "You can do it."

The old man touched the three-foot-long beard on his chin, looked at him for a few seconds and pointed at him, "You are from other places, you have just entered Xi'an City, and you are in a difficult and helpless life."

Anyone who tells fortunes, regardless of whether he has real skills or not, has good eyesight.

In fact, most fortune tellers are nonsense. They can think clearly about it with just a glance. For example, the shoes on Xiangque's feet are all open, the hair is messy and the eyes are deep, and the clothes are sloppy. They must have gone on a long journey and didn't have much money. They obviously come from other places and have no relatives and friends in Xi'an, so no one can surrender. Otherwise, why are you here for this kind of virtue? V-view. √_d version { Chapter { Chapter ) √ Festival; z cool (g jiangzhi.com "0'

After the fortune teller was revealed, someone else would definitely think that his words were directly about the truth.

Xiang Xiang didn't say anything, but Old Man Lai continued, "That's right? He's looking at your face..."

Xiang Que suddenly waved his hand and stopped him and asked, "Did you show me your photos?"

Old man Lai frowned and said, "If you don't draw lots, don't report your horoscopes, don't reach out, then I'll show you a picture."

Xiang Que smashed his mouth and said helplessly: "Stay going to do it."

Old man Lai touched his long beard and said slowly: "Don't look at your desolation at this time, your life is difficult, and your life is bumpy and bumpy in the first half of your life, but I see that your heaven is full and round, and your bones are clear and unique, and it is really a life of gold and jade. But I haven't met a wise man who has guided you yet. Come, come, come, come, wait for me to plan your future for you."

Xiang Queyou looked at Old Man Lai and said, "You calculated this for me?"

"A word is broken, and a word is worth a thousand yuan. Your future is all in my next three-point words." Old man Lai straightened his chest and was serious.

"You can't see my appearance, take a break, uncle," Xiang Que replied lightly.

No one can calculate the fate of Xiangque, no one can see the appearance, no one can calculate the eight characters, and who can see through the secrets of heaven when fortune-telling is blinded?
Chapter completed!