The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

Hua Jue had a hard time in the past half month.

It is not easy to start a business. At first, he was thinking about how to start from scratch without a penny, and set up a fortune-telling stall. When he was constantly worrying, he happened to meet Xiao Fenghuang who was shedding his hair and was flying around all day long.Hua Jue had a sudden inspiration, packed up and sold the phoenix fur to the toy shop, and took it to the shop owner to process it into feather head flowers, and then sold it to the little girls, earning the first pot of gold.

In order to show his support for Hua Jue's entrepreneurship, Xiao Fenghuang stood alone on the desk and recalled the tragic past for a long time, saved a few Phoenix tears, gave it to Hua Jue with a sad face, and wrote sadly: "The parrot body , Phoenix heart. You see, this is the most authentic Phoenix tears, I heard that our Phoenix tears are very precious medicinal materials, you must not sell them cheap."

After finishing speaking, it added: "You see I have money all over me, so you must not abandon me."

Hua Jue recalled the past between him and Xuan Long who had to die or live for a drop of this thing, and sighed: "Phoenix Tears... I wish you had come earlier."

Little Phoenix blinked: "No, if I had come earlier, I would have been caught and bullied by that dragon and cried every day. Let's go back later, Hua Jue, you have to take good care of me."

Hua Jue comforted it, and earnestly promised: "I will, and I won't let you cry in the future."

Little Phoenix was very touched, Hua Jue patted Little Phoenix's head, and took the time to feed the little fat bird a lot of food, until it was chubby, and then left in peace.

But his process of selling Phoenix Tears was not very smooth: not many people recognized this supreme fetish, and few pharmacies were willing to accept it, and they only regarded him as a charlatan who came to cheat money.Hua Jue couldn't help it, but fortunately, the money she got from Phoenix Mao could last for a while, so she bought a small shed and hung a picture of the Eight Diagrams on it as a signboard.

It's still Jiangling, and it's still a day to watch the moon when you are free and watch fate when you are busy.Hua Dabao leaned against him every day to doze off, and when guests came, he rolled to the side of the charcoal basin to add firewood, while Xiao Fenghuang was beside him cracking sunflower seeds.Occasionally, Hua Jue feels that he has returned to the previous moment, when his grandma passed away, he still has nothing, so he lives like this day after day.

However, before counting the few guests, he met an acquaintance.

This day, Hua Jue made the eyeholes of the mask bigger so that he could read miscellaneous novels. When he was excited, he suddenly heard a clear young voice standing in front of him and asked, "What's wrong with being alone? Solution? This gentleman, please do the math for me."

The boy lifted up the broken hair on his forehead, just like he did before, revealing a pair of sharp and bright eyes.Hua Jue hadn't escaped from the story in her hand, and hadn't seen the person's appearance before, so she answered casually: "Zhengyang can be solved."

He put down the book, looked up, and was immediately stunned.Wumei stood quietly in front of him, his stature and appearance were the same as 20 years later, but his temperament was even more aloof and rebellious, the old-fashioned aura between his eyebrows was slightly weaker, a bit like a young man from a family who came and went to the table, holding his calm appearance and meeting with him. Others circle around.

For 20 years, the Wumei at this time and the Wumei that Hua Jue knew have hardly changed, and time seems to have stood still on him.

...or is there really a way of longevity in this world?

Hua Jue was stunned.Wumei didn't notice his abnormality, but still bowed down and bowed: "Zhengyang is good, Mr. Ran, can you continue to say, what is Zhengyang in the world?"

Hua Jue came back to his senses, carefully sized up the "old man" in front of him, and thought about it seriously: "Samadhi true fire, fire belongs to unicorn, heir of real dragon." In the corner of his eyes, the little phoenix patted his wings at him, flowering Jue said again: "There is also... the divine phoenix."

Looking at it this way, Hua Jue suddenly found that two of his family were of Zhengyang's body, and he took a big advantage.

Wumei was silent for a while, then sighed softly: "Sir, I don't understand hexagrams, the things you said are beyond the imagination of ordinary people."

Hua Jue looked at his pitch-black robes: "You don't understand hexagrams, but you wear a sleeveless crane cloak?"

Taoist clothes are the beginning of cloaks, and crane cloaks are extraordinarily fairy-like and show their identity.Sure enough, this little guy still likes to flash his words.

Hua Jue thought of the book "Three Greens", and had already determined in her heart that Wu Mei was the three green masters, and immediately showed an expression of "you don't have to pretend, I understand".

Wumei coughed: "I... I'm just learning, but unfortunately I'm not good at learning, and there's no one around me to ask. So I came out to try my luck, and I happened to find you here. You just opened this fortune-telling shop, I used to never seen it."

Hua Jue showed a mysterious smile: "Please tell me."

Wumei lowered his head to look for the pen and paper, he was a little cautious in his actions, and only asked Hua Jue's approval with his eyes.Hua Jue was a little uneasy by the child's cautious and polite eyes, she was stunned for a while, and forgot to bring it for the guest.

Finally, Wumei pulled out the pen, ink and paper from under the birdcage. By the way, he took a look at Little Phoenix and exclaimed: "This parrot raised by Mr. is really fat."

The little phoenix stood still, standing on the bird climbing frame as firmly as Mount Tai.

Wumeizi finished writing carefully, and handed it to Hua Jue: "I just want to ask, how should people who are born at the time of the cloudy year and the moon be able to live forever?"

Hua Jue suddenly raised her head.

What Wumei wrote on the paper was exactly the sentence he was familiar with: "A single yang does not grow, and a single yin does not grow."

This is exactly the pattern of positive and negative destiny.There is only a thin line between Huajue and Zhengyin's fate, and she is very familiar with this kind of fate.

Hua Jue said: "Girls with yin destiny, great blessings equal to heaven, safe and long life."

Wumei bowed to him again, with a hesitant voice: "What if... a man?"

Hua Jue was silent for a moment: "There is no solution."

"Short life and poor fortune, this life has no solution."

He thought for a long time, and finally came to this conclusion.He himself can live to be nineteen, which has been regarded as an impossible thing. He has deduced it time and time again, and not a single time has it not been calculated that he should not have been born at all-this kind of life can only be a sign of a woman's birth. As a man, he would be killed by impermanence the moment he landed.

Hua Jue showed doubts: "You..."

Why does Wumei count such a fate?Is he also a ghost?

Thinking of the ghost he met in the palace, Hua Jue only felt clear in his mind: Taoist Sanqing recruits ghosts like this, if Sanqing is the one who has no eyebrows, and has a yin fate, then it is logical to recruit ghosts like Hua Jue.

But Wumei shook his head: "You don't need to ask too much. It's just... Is this life really unsolvable?"

The boy stood up and was silent for a moment.

"I've asked hundreds of people, and they either said it doesn't matter, or they say there's no solution." He laughed lowly: "It seems that there is really no other way."

Hua Jue couldn't bear it, watched Wumei put down a piece of broken silver on the table, and then turned to leave.He rushed forward, grabbed him, and said seriously: "There may be a way."

Hua Juezai carefully recalled every sentence his grandmother gave him, trying not to miss a single sentence: "Don't crown hair, don't eat meat, don't get married, don't go out of Jiangling, don't go out at night, sleep with Buddha lamps, don't It is taboo to claim the names of gods and gods in vain, and everything is taboo..." He said a lot until his mouth was dry, his browless face was full of surprise, he looked back at him, and listened to every word.

Hua Jue said: "I've seen people survive this way, maybe... there is a way."

Wumei said: "I will remember."

Hua Jue looked worried, thinking that the child in front of her would not take it seriously, her tone became more serious: "You must remember! Don't run around, be good when your physique attracts ghosts, and take care of your own life first. important."

Wumei let him pull, understood what he meant, shook his head again, and smiled slightly: "Thank you sir, but I am not begging, I am begging for another person."

Hua Jue opened her eyes wide, and slowly let go of her hand.

No?

Wumei cupped his hands at him: "He is a very important person to me. Anyway, thank you, sir. I wish you long life and good health."