Chapter 114 Will this make the gods think that I am showing off my wealth?
Zheng He has indeed been in trouble recently.
And he just wanted to find a fortune-telling fortune teller.
Isn't this a coincidence?
The fortune teller is right in front of him, and he happens to have money in his hand now.
And even if he spends it today, he can still ask netizens for it tomorrow.
Because it’s so easy to get money for food online!
However, isn’t it a bit too mysterious to change one’s fate against the will of heaven?
He is no longer the easily deceived person he once was!
Zheng He put his cell phone in his pocket, turned sideways, and looked at the old man in front of him with suspicious eyes.
The old man was about sixty years old, wearing a dark blue gown, a Taoist hat of the same color, a string of Buddhist beads on his neck and wrists, and a heavy black baggage with a retro style on his shoulders.
He has a fan in one hand and a dust fly in the other, and holds a Pingjin sail under his elbow. The word "divine calculation" is written on the top of the sail, and in the middle is a big word "ming".
It looks like that, but...
Zheng He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Old man, your composition is a bit complicated?"
They are dressed up as Taoist priests and have Buddhist beads. This is not the same group!
At first glance, he looked like a liar who had just started out in the world and whose knowledge was not as good as his.
If such a death stick still wants to defraud him of his money, is he really pretending that he has never seen anything? Is he a fool?
Zheng He raised his chin, indicating that there was something wrong with the old man's clothing.
But the old man smiled without changing his expression: "You don't understand this. There are many people at the top and the connections are tough, so there is nothing we can do."
Zheng He sneered and said disdainfully: "Who are you fooling! There are people above you, there are people above you, and there are people below me!"
Who doesn’t have a few ancestors below?
Even if he is looking for a fortune teller, he must look for a professional. He will not believe this kind of charlatan.
After Zheng He finished speaking, he was about to leave, wanting to find a better place to stay for the night, but the old man immediately closed his fan and stretched it forward, blocking Zheng He's way.
The fortune-telling old man said solemnly: "Young man, don't leave in a hurry. I want to take the initiative to help you resolve the next disaster because we are destined to do it. And you are now plagued by bad luck. If you don't find a way quickly, I’m afraid it won’t be a good idea to resolve it…”
Zheng He originally felt that he was indeed plagued by bad luck, but the old fortune teller now said that he would have a bad catastrophe next, which made him panic instantly.
The legs that originally wanted to leave were now a little weak due to panic.
But he couldn't show it and let this dead liar find out that he was easy to deceive.
Zheng He swallowed slightly and said calmly: "How do I know if your calculation is accurate? How about you test it for free first? If it is accurate, I will believe you!"
The old fortune teller held the fan between his elbows, looked at Zheng He's face and said with his fingers: "You have been in bad luck recently, often losing money, and there are even villains who conflict with each other, which has led to your bad fortune. Am I right?" < br>
Zheng He was startled.
This old man’s calculations are somewhat accurate!
Wait...
Zheng He questioned: "You must have watched my live broadcast, so you know so much about my situation, right?"
The fortune-telling old man smiled mysteriously: "I calculated this and it has nothing to do with the live broadcast. Moreover, those frivolous and superficial things on the live broadcast video will only affect the Taoist heart of us practitioners and disturb our purity, so I never watch it. ”
Zheng He looked at him dubiously. Who knows whether he saw it or not. If he hadn't been on the live show, he might have believed the old man's lies. But now, he is no longer the easy-to-deceive Zheng He. He has grown up. Got it!
Zheng He sneered: "There are still people who don't watch the live broadcast now? You really think I'm a fool and easy to lie to, right?" "You may not believe it, but I didn't lie to you, and I know the reason why you are so guarded against me is because of the past few days. I was plagued by bad luck and lost my money for the first time, so I don’t trust me, but it doesn’t matter, I will prove to you that I am here to help you.”
"Tell me, how much money do you want to defraud?"
"I don't charge money."
"!!!" Zheng He was stunned again.
Whenever the old fortune-teller mentioned a price, Zheng He would run away without saying a word.
Because he felt that this old man was unreliable from beginning to end.
But the old man actually said he would not charge money, which surprised him so much!
If you don't take advantage of something delivered to your door, you're a bastard.
Zheng He was already ready to move, but on the surface he still pretended to be calm and said: "Really or not? Don't ask me for money again in the end."
The fortune-telling old man smiled and said: "Definitely not. Don't worry about that. As I said just now, I just think we are destined, so I want to help you resolve this disaster."
When Zheng He heard this, all his previous doubts disappeared. Will the liar tell his fortune for free? That is definitely impossible!
Although the master’s accessories are a bit mixed, there must be a reason why the master wears them this way!
And maybe this is the trendy outfit of the new era!
Zheng He's expression changed instantly. He bent down quickly and said with a doggy smile: "Master, you have such a great plan! I also think that we are destined to be special! Okay, then you can help me change my destiny. Then I want to My bad luck has been transferred to the villain who defeated me, can you help me do it?”
The old fortune teller said proudly: "Of course you can. As long as you are sincere, I can help you do it."
"How to be sincere?"
"You just need to show your sincerity and let the gods above see it."
Zheng He wrinkled and looked confused: "What sincerity?"
The old fortune teller patiently explained: "Sincerity is your most precious thing."
The most precious thing? For Zheng He, the most precious thing is of course...
Zheng He: "...You don't want money, but you want my life?"
"..." The old fortune teller was speechless: "Give your life to the gods, so what if it helps you luck in fortune? Do you enjoy your life? And I am a fortune teller, not a life seeker."
"That's right. Then what do you want..." Zheng He said and suddenly paused. He chuckled and said directly: "To put it bluntly, don't you still want to ask me for money? You also said that you didn't want to defraud me of my money." ! ”
The old fortune teller explained: "That's wrong. This money is not given to me, but used to offer incense to the gods. And after I help you change your luck, the money you took out will still be yours.
If you really don’t believe me, I won’t touch the money you took out during the whole process, so you should feel relieved, right? ”
Zheng He: "Does it mean that I take out the money and let the gods see it, and then I take it back? Will this make the gods think that I am showing off my wealth? Isn't that bad?"
The old fortune teller: "..." Suddenly I feel like asking for my life. What's going on?
I really want to crack this kid’s head open and see what ingredients are inside!
The fortune-telling old man said: "In the eyes of gods, money in the world is just a blank piece of paper, but money is also the thing that can best prove the sincerity of mortals. Therefore, what the gods see is not how much money you spend, but how sincere you are. The more sincerity there is, the stronger the life-changing effect will be.”
Zheng He understood this time.
He only had more than 5,000 yuan in his pocket, and since the old fortune teller said he would return it to him, he would just take it all out.
Is this enough of his sincerity?
(End of chapter)