The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

In the seventh year of Zhenying, it rained heavily in Jiangling.

Huajue's business has not been very good recently.

One is that the weather is too bad, no one is willing to rush to his small thatched shed like a drowned chicken to ask for advice, and the other is that there have been more colleagues robbing business recently.Jiangling is the thoroughfare of the nine provinces, and countless people come and go every day. This month, a large number of Taoists and warlocks have come, saying that this place is where spiritual energy gathers, and more research is needed.

When getting started in the fortune-telling industry, two types of people have an inherent advantage: one type is old men who are as old as dried walnuts; Yes, alive can be said to jump out of the coffin to eat melon seeds.Everyone trusts these two types of people more.

However, Hua Jue doesn't take both. He is young, and he doesn't have the ability to brag to others. No master is willing to accept him.

On a rainy day, he guards a deserted broken thatched hut, thinking about going home early to feed the cat.One day, a lamp was hung in the thatched shed, and it was staggered and blown out by the wind. He had just put down the cloth curtain of the shed when he heard a faint voice behind him—"Mr.

Hua Jue was holding the umbrella in her hand, she was so frightened that she almost poked the handle of the umbrella on someone's head.The person who came was covering his head, pawing at the crack of the door and said with difficulty: "My lord... I heard that Mr. Hua has talisman papers for sale here, so I came here to ask for some."

Hua Jue calmed down, welcomed the guests in, and fumbled to throw the last piece of charcoal.

After waiting for a day, he finally let him wait for a guest.The lights were flickering, Hua Jue was looking at each other eagerly, which made the guest very nervous, and said tremblingly: "I... my daughter-in-law is always unable to conceive, I wonder if I can—"

"It's easy to say." Hua Jue took out a few pieces of yellow paper, swiped the pen, the ink was dripping, and handed it to the guest after drying for a while.The guest looked down and hesitated.

"Mr. Hua Xiao, is this your talisman?" the guest asked.

Hua Jue was a little apprehensive: "Yes, it's a new product... Do you want to try it?" He carefully looked at his handwriting, showing a sincere smile: "The handwriting is a bit ugly...but please bear with me. It costs one penny, and three sheets cost two and a half pennies, so you won’t lose money if you buy them.”

——Written on that talisman paper were a few clear and large characters: "When you see this talisman, you will be happy immediately, and the mother and child will be safe." It can be called very sincere and concise.

Hua Jue then said eagerly: "I also have 'Get rich overnight when you see this talisman' and 'Become handsome immediately when you see this talisman', and sell [-] copies for only [-] cents. What do you think? If you don't want to Use it, or give it away.”

The guest spoke again with great difficulty: "I... don't want to do this. I want to ask for... a more ordinary talisman."

Hua Jue sighed, and took out several large pieces of talisman paper from the box standing at the corner of the table, all of which were ghostly drawn talismans without exception, with deep meaning and strange brushwork.When the guest saw it, he snatched it as if he had found a treasure, and hurriedly put down dozens of dollars before running away.

Hua Jue quickly grabbed the pile of money and chased it out: "Too much to give! Too much to give!"

The man didn't even look back, he was nimble like a fish swimming in the torrential rain, and jumped to a place far away in a short while.Hua Jue held the coin and sighed again, and said the rest of the sentence: "...the bottom talisman you took was swept out by my cat with its tail dipped in ink, and no money is charged."

He was a little sad.

The plan to make money was shattered as soon as it came out, and no one was willing to buy his latest talisman paper.He packed his things silently, and looked at the pen he put on the table—some old jade carving pen, suitable for writing small letters, and also suitable for picking lice for small animals such as cats and rabbits.

The person who gave him the pen at the beginning told him with spittle: "This is the royal writing brush of the magistrate of the underworld. You can write whatever you want! Are you excited? This is a magical weapon. Are you excited, young man?"

Hua Jue was really moved, he only did the divination for the other party once, and that person offered to give him this judge's pen instead of divination funds.Facts have proved that people really still have to recognize the reality, their hexagram assets are not worth such a magical object, he is being cheated.

However, Hua Jue really didn't expect to be able to reach the pinnacle of life with a single pen, he agreed at the time, but saw that the pen was really beautiful, and he liked it very much.The gentle white jade is not as light as the pens he is used to holding in his hand, it is the best pen he has ever used.He wrapped it in silk cloth, put it in a soft cloth box, and put them together in the package and went out the door.

In March, the spring is cold and cold, and the rain is drilled into people's necks.Hua Jue tightened her neck, and bought a hot fried fish before the shop closed, warmed it in her arms, and the proprietress also gave him a scalding liquor, smiling sweetly with a pair of thick dark circles under her eyes: "Hurry up and go home, little Hua'er, there are many people at the bridgehead today, so be careful not to be kidnapped."

Hua Jue didn't focus on "being abducted" at all, he was a little at a loss: "It's raining so much today, why are there so many people at the bridgehead?" To cross the bridge, everyone in this area knows him and knows his route.The proprietress shook her head and said she didn't know either: "I also heard from my family that some people set off firecrackers by the bridge in the morning, as if trying to scare the fish out of the water."

Hua Jue scratched her head, thanked the proprietress, and left.Before leaving, he held the fried fish in his arms, looked up at the other person's expression, and said to the woman in the store after consideration: "When you go back today, remember to put a bowl of white rice in the south of the house, so that you can sleep well ...Well, peace of mind."

The proprietress smiled: "The calculation is so accurate, when will a daughter-in-law come out and show it to everyone?"

Hua Jue was a little embarrassed: "If I meet you, I will definitely tell you."

The proprietress smiled and teased him a few more words, and watched him go away

The indistinct rainwater splashed down on the ground, emitting a long strip of white light. The young man holding a small dried fish was wearing red and white clothes, his hair was not pulled up, and the few strands of hair near the sideburns were braided with red rope and hung around his neck. Wearing a string of life-protecting jade.If someone were to judge her, Hua Jue's body was really a sissy among sissies, but she couldn't hold back her good looks, so it wasn't too strange to dress like this.

——It is not considered a rich woman, but she is not destined to marry.

Hua Jue told her fortune, so she naturally knew that she had a negative fate, that she would never be able to marry anyone, and would not be able to enjoy the blessings of being equal to others. When he promised the proprietress, both parties knew it was a joke.But what's so difficult about it?Those who are close to him know that Hua Jue is a nymphomaniac. Regardless of his status, he will give a lot of discounts when he meets a good-looking son. Specifically, it is a sentence: "Your fortune is free."

God has blocked a road, there must be another road open for you, Mr. Hua has never been troubled by these things.To be more specific, it was Hua Jue who waved her fan and explained with innocent eyes: "I... am a broken sleeve."