Chapter 1323-Everything is unlucky

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to Ye Chen's surprise, Su Chengfeng even found someone who looked at fengshui to investigate himself.

although the old man said vaguely on the phone just now, the key points he mentioned still have a very clear direction.

for example, he says that he is only responsible for seeing, calculating, and correcting. This is the path of a feng shui master.

the role of a fengshui master is, to a great extent, like the prime minister of an ancient country. He can find problems in the country and provide solutions to them, but he is not a warrior and cannot lead troops to fight a war.

perhaps, according to the Prime Minister, thousands of people will die as a result of this sentence, but the Prime Minister's own hands are never stained with blood.

of course, not all prime ministers in history are upright and gentlemanly, so there are naturally people who kill for money among feng shui masters.

but from Ye Chen's point of view, the old man seems to have persisted.

it was his attitude that made Ye Chen decide to wait and see for a while and let him go for a while.

otherwise, he would have chosen to do it first.

Mak Chengxing does not know that the real dragon life he is looking for is actually in the same restaurant as himself.

because they came early and served food early, when Ye Chen and he Yuanjiang began to have dinner, he and Mike had already settled their accounts, and their grandparents and grandchildren left the restaurant together.

Ye Chen did not devote too much energy to their grandparents and grandchildren, but kept asking he Yuanjiang about his mother's deeds at that time.

all along, Ye Chen only knew the wife and mother side of her mother, but she didn't know what she looked like on the other side.

now, through the introduction of he Yuanjiang, he is finally able to make the image of his mother more three-dimensional in his memory.

after eating for more than an hour, he Yuanjiang kept talking about the deeds of Ye Chen's mother, an Chengkei, and Ye Chen never got tired of hearing about it. He even wanted to sit here and listen to him without going anywhere all day.

he Yuanjiang's voice was smoking. As soon as he saw that it was getting late, he took a sip of water and said to him, "Oh, it may not be over for several months about what happened to your mother. I'll stop here today. I have a class this afternoon. I have to go back early."

on hearing this, Ye Chen hurriedly said, "OK, Uncle he, then I won't disturb your work this afternoon."

he Yuanjiang nodded and said, "you must pay more attention to the situation in Qiu. Once you have any news from her, no matter how late it is, you must tell me as soon as possible, please."

Ye Chen promised without hesitation: "Uncle he rest assured that I will let you know as soon as I have any news!"

he Yuanjiang said, "Thank you for your hard work!"

when the two men came out of the hotel, he Yuanjiang asked Ye Chen, "Ye Chen, what are your plans for the afternoon"

Ye Chen said, "I'm going to Buckingham Palace to meet someone."

Ye Chen plans to go to Buckingham Palace to meet Chen Zekai. Now that Su Chengfeng wants to find out and kill him, he must have other later moves. He must take precautions in advance, and at the same time, he has to find an opportunity to strangle him before trouble occurs, so Chen Zekai's cooperation is still needed in many places.

without thinking much about it, he Yuanjiang said, "then I'll go back to school first. Let's keep in touch!"

"OK, Uncle he."

he Yuanjiang was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of a fortune-teller by the side of the road not far away.

Jinling itself is an ancient city, and most of the people here have the habit of looking at fortune-telling, so there are also a lot of fortune-tellers in the streets and alleys.

if you find any street in the old city when spring is in full bloom, there will be a fortune-telling stall on the roadside every ten steps.

in addition, there are many immortals sitting at home waiting for customers to come.

this kind of fairy generally uses the so-called stunt of inviting God to help people read phase and calculate gossip, and sometimes exorcise evil spirits and channel spirits.

this kind of fairy does the most work, which is to exorcise evil spirits to children.

Old people superstitiously believe that children will be scared and cry when they see something that is not clean, so they have to go to the big fairy to have a look.

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generally speaking, young people who do not believe in such things, including some old intellectuals, are also dismissive of such things.

the same is true of he Yuanjiang.

after so many years abroad, he never believed in feudal and superstitious things, but today, his right eye kept jumping and his daughter joined the Syrian government forces in military operations. He was really a little worried, so he suddenly had the idea of gossiping.

so he said to Ye Chen, "Ye Chen, if you have something to do, please be busy first. I'll go over there and have a look."

Ye Chen saw that the direction he was pointing to was the fortune-teller, so he asked, "Uncle he, are you going to find someone to do the math"

he Yuanjiang nodded and sighed, "Hey, now I know why people have religious beliefs. It must be when I am so helpless now, and I really don't know what to do, so I can only pin my hopes on religious beliefs, or feudal superstitions, mainly to find psychological comfort."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "I don't have anything important to do anyway. I'll go with you."

he Yuanjiang didn't think much about it. He nodded and came to the fortune-telling booth with Ye Chen.

at this time, the man sitting in front of the fortune-teller was a dark-skinned, gray-haired, and somewhat lean old man.

the old man looked about seventy or eighty years old, sitting alone in front of the stall, unhurriedly stringing the beard on his chin, with a bit of immortal air and crane bone.

he Yuanjiang came to him, and before he opened his mouth, the old man asked him, "does this gentleman want to ask about good or bad luck"

he Yuanjiang nodded and said, "I want to ask for my daughter to see if she is safe."

the old man grunted, pushed over a bamboo tube full of bamboo sticks, and said, "come, think about your daughter, and shake one out."

he Yuanjiang hurriedly did so, thinking of his daughter and shaking the bamboo barrel at the same time. Dozens of bamboo sticks in the bucket poked out with his shaking until one of them first fell out of the bucket.

he Yuanjiang opened his eyes and hurriedly picked up the bamboo stick. Looking down at the words on it, he said, "what does it mean to smell that tonight is the last yuan, and the silver lights are shining in the sky; what does it mean that the ten thousand lights turn off the strings when there is a storm for no reason"

the old man smiled and said unfathomably, "this is the 32nd signature of Che Gongling. If you need to unsign it, please be happy for 500 yuan, which can be regarded as a blessing."

on hearing this, Ye Chen concluded that the old man was a liar.

asking for signatures and fortune telling is the idea of Taoism, but as for casual, or blessed retribution, this is the saying of Buddhism.

it is impossible for a Taoist to say such words as happiness and retribution. This feeling is like a monk saying that if he donates money, he can go to heaven to see God. There is something wrong with logic itself.

however, he Yuanjiang doesn't know about this.

he heard that he wanted five hundred yuan. Without any hesitation, he took out his mobile phone and asked, "can I pay by scanning the code"

the old man took out a collection code that had been printed a long time ago and said with a smile, "here, scan this, Wechat and Alipay will do."

he Yuanjiang was in a hurry to scan the code to pay. Ye Chen wanted to stop him, but on second thought, he was like an ant on a hot pot. He couldn't stop himself, so he didn't say much, just wait and see what happens.

soon, when he Yuanjiang's payment was completed, the old man heard the sound of "Wechat to the account of five hundred yuan" in his pocket. He smiled with satisfaction and said, "the message of your signature is that tonight is the last yuan, and the silver lights are shining all the time." There was a storm of wind and rain for no reason, and the ten thousand lights turned off the orchestra. The meaning was very simple. It probably meant that tonight was the Lantern Festival. It was supposed to be the Lantern Festival, but suddenly there was a storm, and all the lights were blown out. The festival that was originally blowing, playing and singing was also gone. " When

said this, he sighed and said, "this is really the most unlucky thing to do. If you draw this lot, whatever you want to ask can be summed up in four words."

when he Yuanjiang was in a hurry, he asked, "which four words"

the old man shook his head and sighed, "everything is unlucky!"

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