Song Xi thanked me, gave me an envelope, and then drove away in the Prado.
It’s two o’clock, and I haven’t had lunch yet? I was a little hungry, so I ran to the small restaurant next door to get a rice bowl, and packed it back to Xinsheng Pavilion.
Just after taking two bites, there was the sound of an engine outside the door. I went out with my lunch box and took a look around, and found an Audi A6 coming. The person sitting in the car was none other than Sun Qinglan.
"Master Chuyi, do you eat so easily?" Sun Qinglan walked out of the car and asked me.
“As long as it can fill my stomach, it’s not that important.” I said.
"Did someone come to see you today?" Sun Qinglan asked.
"If there is no one to come to see the fortune, I will starve to death?" I replied with a smile.
"Isn't it Song He who is looking for you to read your fortune?" Sun Qinglan walked into the Xinsheng Pavilion and asked, "What is he looking for you to read?"
"Everyone has a fortune teller. According to the rules, I won’t tell you what he wants to see me for.” I refused sternly.
"Cai Hong can help you with the Wen family matter, but she won't help you with the Song He matter. If you don't believe it, you can make a call now and try!" Sun Qinglan said His tone sounded very much like he was threatening me!
"What do your grudges and grudges have to do with me? I'm just a fortune teller, and I didn't provoke you." I said.
"I won't make it difficult for you. Just tell me what you saw when you read Song He's face. I promise not to cause trouble for you."
Sun Qinglan thought so anxiously You know what I saw when I looked at Song He's face, didn't it mean that she didn't know much about Song He's situation at this time?
"I won't tell you, so don't waste your breath here. If you really want to know, ask Song He yourself!" I said.
"So, you are shameless, aren't you?" Sun Qinglan asked.
"Where the backbone is, there is the face." I replied coldly.
"It seems that you are still a tough guy. What I, Sun Qinglan, like to gnaw on most are tough guys like you."
Sun Qinglan dropped a harsh word and returned to her Audi A6 Got in and drove away.
Common people should not provoke officialdom.
When I was depressed, a ragged old man came to the door of Xinsheng Pavilion with a bamboo stick in his hand, poking it here and there.
"Do you have food? I haven't eaten for several days. I'm here to ask for food." The old man's eyes were wide open, but he didn't look at all.
It seems to me that his eyes are not working well. In order to confirm whether my judgment was correct, I waved my hand gently in front of his eyes.
"I am blind and cannot see." The old man said.
It is not easy for a blind man to beg for food at such an old age.
"Wait a moment! I'll go next door and get you a set meal." The stranger had to keep his kindness.
I went next door and ordered a set meal and brought it to the old blind man. This old blind man seemed to have really not eaten for several days. He finished the set meal in two or three minutes like a starving ghost reincarnated.
"Are you full? If not, can I get you another one?" I said.
“Thank you!”
When the old blind man said these two words, did he mean that he needed another serving?
A set meal only costs more than ten yuan, which I can afford. Since you’ve invited them, you have to feed them! I went next door to order a set meal and brought it to the old blind man.
This old blind man is really good at eating. After eating a total of three set meals, he said enough.
"Is it really enough?" I was afraid that the old blind man would be embarrassed to let me serve it again, so I asked him.
"Things can only be done in three cases. This is the rule. If the rules are broken, it is unacceptable." After the old blind man finished speaking, he walked out the door on crutches.
"Walk slowly! Old gentleman." I called the old blind man and said, "If you are hungry, just come to my place for a meal. I dare not say anything else, but I can still let you eat this meal. "I'm full."
"I won't eat your meal for nothing." The old blind man turned his head and said, "It sounds like a sheep, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered."
The old blind man is my colleague? While I was wondering, he had already walked to the corner of the street holding the bamboo stick in his hand.
A fortune teller cannot read his or her own fortune. What the old blind man said just now, my intuition tells me, is not like nonsense.
The old blind man guessed that I had a bad omen through the sound. Since he had already guessed it through cross talk, he should have given me some hints! But he didn't, and left in a hurry. To point out without showing the way is to read only half of the picture.
It is not the way to give up halfway. Is it because the old blind man's abilities are limited and he can't point me to a clear path? Or did he foresee the danger of my bad omen and didn't dare to point it out?
My bad omen should be related to Sun Qinglan. A wise fortune teller would not want to mess with official affairs. Reading faces for people in the officialdom is not only risky, but also doesn't make much money. The most important thing is that the people in that circle are very sophisticated, and it is easy to make mistakes when looking at their faces.
"Scowling, what are you thinking about?" That guy Yi Ba came.
"Stay away from me! I'm in big trouble, and it's a sign of disaster." I really don't want to involve Yi Ba.
“As brothers, we should share blessings, bear hardships together, and bear the omen of disaster together!” Yi Ba glared at me with dissatisfaction and said, “Let me stay away from you. Son, you don’t treat me as a brother, I’m very angry.”
“What are you going to do?” I asked.
"If you don't treat me to a big meal tonight, I won't be able to get rid of my anger. It's up to you!" This can all be related to eating. All I can say is , It is indeed Yi Ba.
"What do you want to eat? Let's go!" I said.
As usual, Yi Ba would walk out immediately after hearing me say leave. But at this time, he had no intention of leaving, but started wandering around in my Xinsheng Pavilion.
"What are you looking at? You have been to my Xinsheng Pavilion so many times, and there are only two shabby rooms. You haven't seen enough yet?" I asked with some confusion.
"The situation is over?" Yi Yashen muttered these four words.
"What is the end of the world?" I asked.
"Today, the aura of Xinsheng Pavilion seems to be gone." Yi Ba frowned and said, "This calamity of Xinsheng Pavilion is so sad!"
"I told you just now Well! I've caused big trouble, please stay away."
"No matter how difficult this disaster is, I will bear it to the end with you." Yi Ba paused and said: "The Feng Shui pattern of Xinsheng Pavilion was set up by the senior masters. It cannot be said that Movement. The passage of time will not only move the wind. , it will also change the water. The effect of the Feng Shui bureau established by the predecessors will gradually weaken, and even good Feng Shui may turn into bad Feng Shui."
"You want to help me make it again. The feng shui pattern of Xinsheng Pavilion?" I asked.
“The crosses pass through the water without stopping.”
Yi Ba first pointed to the small ravines on the ground that had been washed out by rainwater due to years of leakage. Then he pointed to the small piles of dust that had fallen due to the decay of the wood just below the beams, and said: " Clusters of dust and sand appeared in front of me."
"What's the problem?" I asked.
“It’s really disgusting if the heart of heaven is broken by water, and wealth will be scattered and people will be hurt, and misfortunes will happen frequently.” Yi Ba read out the last two sentences and said: “If the heart of heaven is broken by water, wealth will be lost and people will be hurt, and misfortunes will happen frequently. ”
Whether it is the small ravines on the ground or the small piles of wood ash, they are accumulated over many years, not overnight. In other words, this disaster in Xinsheng Pavilion is destiny.
"Xinsheng Pavilion is hopeless, right?" I asked.
"Whether it can be saved or not depends on your ancestor." Yi Ba paused and said, "First, please bring out all the memorial tablets of your ancestors in Xinsheng Pavilion!"
Although I don't know Yi Ba What he wanted to do, but I still followed his instructions and respectfully took out all the memorial tablets of the ancestors.
“You are born in the Pavilion, and there are only two generations from the top up?” Yi Ba looked at me with a surprised look on his face.
"Xinsheng Pavilion was founded by my master's master. I am the third generation, so there are only two founders." I said. There was the roar of a motor outside the door. When I went out, I saw that it was Sun Qinglan's Audi A6 that was coming. It's a blessing, not a disaster. It's a disaster that can't be avoided, but I didn't expect that Sun Qinglan would come so quickly.