Chapter six hundred and fifty first smoked crying fortune teller
Although Lin Chuang's four-sentence judgment was extremely mocking, the thin man admired him endlessly: "To be honest, Mr., I really worked in the Yamen, and my calculations are so accurate."
"It would be weird if you weren't sure. I know you are a spy, and you seem to be a low-level spy. The fat guy is obviously more senior than you. If you just follow these two lines, if you are not sure, I will be fooling around in vain."
Lin Chuang secretly said.
"Old god, can you calculate my fortune and official fortune?" the thin man asked with a flattering smile.
There is no beard under the jaw, and he has become an old immortal.
"Free gifts, that's it. Eating more and occupying more will not do you any good." Lin Chuang's words were meant to be mocking.
In fact, he can only calculate these, and if he calculates again, he will definitely cheat.
"Hahaha..., monkey, eat more and occupy more, I will really impress you! Hahaha..."
Another agent next to him pointed at the thin man and laughed.
The thin man retreated to the back.
Oh, this thin guy's nickname is "Monkey".
"Sir, don't you count?" Lin Chuang looked at the fat man and asked.
He has already figured it out. He should say more auspicious words to this person until he faints.
"Let's do the math, idleness is idleness, isn't it just one dollar?" the monkey encouraged.
The fat man couldn't make up his mind.
Unlike others, he is indeed the group leader of these people.
He did not forget that his duty was to monitor.
The reason why he called Lin Chuang to stop just now was because he saw that Lin Chuang was a stranger and not a resident of this alley, so he stopped the temptation.
He had always had doubts about the fortune he had just calculated for the monkey: "Does this person know our identity? He made some ambiguous words to fool us? The more this happens, the less we can let him in. Well, let's try again.
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While he was pondering, he suddenly saw a woman coming from the east.
He recognized this woman who lived in the alley.
"Sister-in-law, let's do your fortune telling. This old fairy is very accurate," said the fat man.
When Lin Chuang heard this, he cursed in his heart: "Fat man, fat man, why did I dig up your ancestral graves and still have sex with your wife? Isn't this a lie? How can I tell a stranger accurately?"
Seeing the woman hesitate again, she thought to herself, "Sister-in-law, be well and don't come here."
"Is the calculation accurate?" The woman was indeed moved and walked towards Lin Chuang.
Lin Chuang groaned secretly.
"It's accurate. I just calculated it for my brother. It's very accurate." The fat man said.
"Okay, let's do the math." The woman seemed to be very good at listening to others' advice, and walked straight towards the divination stall: "Old god, tell me my fortune."
"Oh my dear, isn't this difficult? Liu Ermeng, Liu Ermeng, why don't you come over to save me?" Lin Chuang felt like crying when he saw this.
There is no other way, cheer up, start fumigating, see if you can stun this bitch, you can't be defeated without a fight.
Thinking of this, Lin Chuang cheered up and looked at the woman carefully.
I saw this woman dressed in plain clothes, neatly tidied up, with a slightly sad eyebrow. She was holding a bamboo basket in her left hand, with a handful of vegetables and an oil bottle in the basket.
"This woman is decisive in her actions and has bright eyes. She should not be a bad person. She is dressed in plain clothes, which means that a relative has just passed away in the family, whether it is her parents, in-laws or her husband. Wait, it can't be Mrs. Li, right?" Lin Chuang thought to himself.
Thinking about it again, it's really possible.
"She just wanted to enter Baihua Lane, which means she lives in this alley. Then ask her about her age. If the age matches, we can almost determine it." Lin Chuang thought to himself.
Thinking of this, Lin Chuang asked: "Please tell me your birthday."
"I was born in the 33rd year of Guangxu's reign on April 17th," the woman said.
"The thirty-third year of Guangxu's reign was 1907. He is exactly 31 years old this year. It matches what is written in the booklet. He has not run away. This person must be Mr. Li." Lin Chuang was determined.
He counted with his hands, closed his eyes and recited the incantation for a while. Lin Chuang opened his eyes and said four sentences: "The bright moon in the sky is full and missing, and two cold stars surround the waning moon. The fireflies can't light their wax, and their fronts are wet with tears in the middle of the night.
jacket."
These four sentences were really unlucky. Because they were easy to understand, the woman understood them and her face changed slightly.
Lin Chuangdao: "The first half of your life was not going well. The moon in the sky is full and missing. Does that mean your husband is not here...?"
Lin Chuang spoke slowly and finally gave up.
This slow pause is very learned.
If the woman was really Mrs. Li, she would have looked sad when she heard this, so Lin Chuang would have added "right?"
If she looks hesitant, it means she made a mistake in judgment, then add the word "around" and change it to a positive tone.
As for what to add, it all depends on the ability to observe words and emotions.
Seeing the woman's eyes darken, Lin Chuang added: "...is it?"
"Well, the old fairy's calculations are accurate. Can you calculate when he died? How he died?" The woman obviously didn't believe it completely and continued to ask.
"He died in July this year. As for how he died, sister-in-law, I won't tell you, okay?" Lin Chuang said.
The woman nodded her head loudly when she heard this: "Okay."
He thought to himself: "The calculation is really accurate."
Can it be inaccurate? When the police station created the register in June, your husband was still alive. Now the word "died" has been added, which means it is either July or August.
Judging from your outfit, you definitely didn’t die this month, it must have been July.
As for the cause of death, Lin Chuang really didn't know.
But he said stop talking, there are pitfalls.
Li Shuangxi died at the age of thirty-three. He was so young, and he either suffered from a serious illness or died easily.
If the woman tells him that she doesn't care, she will die of illness.
If the woman doesn't let him go on, it's not a good death.
Sure enough, the woman didn't let Lin Chuang say it.
The fat man and the monkey didn't understand. They thought the fortune teller really knew the cause of the husband's death and was unwilling to tell it because the deceased kept it secret.
I can't help but admire it secretly.
I have to say that Lin Shengun has really gained the "true inheritance" and has made people perfect.
"The two cold stars accompanying the waning moon mean that you have two children. Well, they should be a son and a daughter." Lin Chuang became more and more energetic: "The fireflies light up the lamp but it doesn't light up. Do you think the firefly lights up the lamp? You
Ah, there is no one to rely on now. But you are a strong woman, born as a girl and a boy at heart. You are always in power at home and abroad. Although you are difficult and no one can rely on you, you don’t want to be laughed at, so you broke it.
I swallowed it with steel teeth, and only shed tears secretly at night when no one was around. Sister-in-law, am I right?"
Looking at the woman again, she already had tears in her eyes.
This was what Lin Chuang said, which aroused sadness.
In the eyes of the fat man and other spies, this performance with jingles from time to time was a sign of profound spiritual karma.
Seeing that the woman was made to cry again, her suspicion of Lin Chuang had long since disappeared.
"Old fairy, will I have a good life in the future?" Mrs. Li wiped away her tears and asked.
Life is indeed not easy for a widow who is unemployed and has two children.
Lin Chuang couldn't bear to let her live with such great pressure, so he had to give her some hope.