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Chapter 51 Evacuation
At noon, the farmers put down their farm tools one after another and prepared to rest and eat.The women prepare food boxes to deliver meals to the strong laborers at home. This is the time when the most people are in the fields.

"One iron mouth, can tell people about bad luck and good fortune. Two strange eyes, good at seeing the world's defeat and peace..." The peasants heard the voices from far away, and they leaned over to look at it, but they all turned pale. The old man Xu, who has the demeanor of a celestial being, is none other than Jiang Ziya.

Someone said: "Old man, what do you do?"

"I know the past and the future, all-encompassing, and I don't say a single lie." Jiang Ziya stroked his long beard.

The man had a look of disbelief: "You know the past and the future, this bullshit is so big, what if it's not accurate?"

Jiang Ziya said: "If the calculation is not accurate, I won't take a penny! I'll give you another hundred pennies!"

The onlookers suddenly became excited: "Liu Gan, you are an idiot if you don't earn this money, do the math quickly!"

"Wait a minute." Jiang Ziya said, "My hexagram is worth twenty gold coins. If the calculation is accurate, it must not be less."

Liu Qian was eager to win for a while, and took out twenty coins from his arms: "Look, twenty coins is a lot, I don't know whether the gentleman is to tear down the words or look at the picture? I know that those who pretend to be ghosts rely on their neighbors in the countryside. If you inquire, you will say that you know other people's past, as if you have supernatural powers."

Jiang Ziya didn't explain, and took out several hexagram stickers from his sleeve: "You take out one at random."

Liu Gan took out a sheet and flipped it over, but it turned out to be a blank sheet of paper. Jiang Ziya smiled and said, "I haven't written it yet. You have to rely on me for this hexagram."

Liu Gan nodded again and again: "Yi!"

Jiang Ziya asked again: "What are you asking for this hexagram?"

Liu Qian thought for a while: "Just ask my son what he gained from hunting in the mountains today."

Jiang Ziya said: "I'll write it down on the Jane, and I'll know if it's right then."

As he spoke, he counted his fingers in the air, and there were sharp nicks on the bamboo slips, as if carved by a knife. Regardless of whether the hexagrams were accurate or not, the farmers were overwhelmed by this skill alone: ​​"Could it be that they are really gods?" Incarnate?"

When things came to this, although Liu Gan felt a little regretful, it was too late, and he couldn't regret it out of face.After Jiang Ziya finished writing, he handed the bamboo slips to Liu Qian. Liu Qian took a look: "Two rabbits with a male and female on their backs, and a long-tailed pheasant in their hands. An arrow pierces the wild boar skin, but it can't be hit by falling off the cliff."

The others also saw this hexagram, and they all booed and told Liu Qian to go home quickly to see if his son had returned, and the old man saw the prey.

Liu Gan hurried home, asked his wife, but said that his son hadn't come back yet, so he waited for a while, when the firewood door rang outside, he hurriedly opened the door to greet him, and it was his son who came back, with two rabbits on his back and two rabbits in his hand. Holding a long-tailed pheasant, the son put down his prey and said regretfully, "Today I shot a wild boar with an arrow, but it survived for a while. I chased after it, but it panicked and fell to the cliff just like that." It’s a shame it’s down there.”

After hearing his son's words, Liu Qian ran away immediately, and ran back to the field like flying all the way. Everyone was waiting anxiously, and when they saw his figure from a distance, someone asked impatiently: "How is it? "

Liu Gan ran in front of Jiang Ziya, panted for a long time, and said intermittently: "Sir... you are amazing! It's amazing!!!"

After he recovered his breath, he recounted everything that happened after he saw his son.Everyone looked at Jiang Ziya differently, and stepped forward one after another: "Sir, do the math for me."

"Don't worry, come one by one." Jiang Ziya said without haste.

Zhao Chengping and the others huddled in the crowd. The original author, Cheng Xiao, looked at Jiang Ziya's unhurried manner, and was so anxious that his head burst into flames. No one knew better than him how serious the landslide would be. , He almost wrote down all the descriptions that can be used in the disaster movies he has seen.

Now these villagers still have the time to ask trivial matters, such as whether the daughter-in-law will give birth to a son, and whether the grandson will be promising in the future. Cheng Xiao just wants to yell: "I'm going to die tonight, don't you?" What about the next child, what about the future!"

Watching Cheng Xiao push forward, Zhao Chengping grabbed him: "Don't panic, I'll go."

The short stories of those parents were basically over, Jiang Ziya finally stopped, and Zhao Chengping walked over: "Excuse me. Sir, I want to ask, what kind of medicine can I get when I go to the mountain to collect medicine tomorrow?"

Jiang Ziya asked him to pull out a bamboo slip as it was, and counted his fingers in the void. The people who had asked the hexagram just now were talking about themselves with their neighbors, and they didn't care about Zhao Chengping's appearance.

"Ah!! Impossible!!!" Zhao Chengping yelled, and everyone present looked at him.

"What's the matter?" Curious people gathered around, but they saw that the bamboo slips said: "The landslides and ground cracked nothing, and the elixir was buried in the soil. Tomorrow, the sky will rise, and the medicine will be found elsewhere."

"Hey, what does this sentence mean?" Liu Gan asked.

Zhao Chengping looked at Jiang Ziya, Jiang Ziya frowned: "There is such a fierce elephant?"

Then he took out three more shells and looked at the sky and threw them away. He carefully looked at the position where the shells landed, closed his eyes and pinched his fingers, but no one understood what he was saying. When he opened his eyes, the farmer hurriedly asked: "Sir, what's the matter?"

Jiang Ziya said: "Not good, the ground will be shaken and the ground will be torn apart tonight. There is still time to leave. If you don't leave, no one can escape."

The peasants looked at each other in blank dismay, and the lunatic at the entrance of the village said the same thing, but no one would listen to that lunatic's words. Now that the old man who is very good at fortune telling also said the same thing, they couldn't help but not believe it.

But it is so simple to say leave, although there are not many things in the house, but the ancestors have lived here for generations, and it is difficult to leave the homeland, does it mean that you can leave if you leave?
Xin Wei, who was mixed in the crowd, said deliberately: "Oh, Aunt Zhang, just now you asked your wife whether the next child will be a boy or a girl. If you lose your life, how can there be a man or a woman? And Aunt Li, who has no life." , what else is there to do?"

"But... it's so calm now, there is no movement at all, maybe... Mister made a mistake?"

Since ancient times, all fortune tellers have this problem. They only like to hear good things and don't like to hear bad things. Those who hear bad things either don't believe it or they think they can definitely change. This is no different for Tarot constellations.

It seemed that it was impossible for them to leave so simply and neatly.

Zhao Chengping frowned slightly, thinking that it was very peaceful at the moment, and it was not easy to make some noise.

He silently recited the ground shaking formula, the ground suddenly trembled, and then returned to normal.The noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and the atmosphere of the scene seemed to be condensed. There was a wooden plow on the ground, which was thrown into the sky by the shake just now, and then fell heavily on the ground and fell apart.

The wreckage of the wooden plow was just in the ground, witnessing that the earthquake just now was not an illusion, but a real occurrence.

Seeing this, Xin Wei took the lead and shouted: "Oh, it's terrible, run quickly." He ran to the village in a hurry.

The people who were already extremely nervous were yelled at by Xin Wei, and they all ran away and went home in an instant. Those who carried their children carried their children, and those who packed up their soft things. Zhao Chengping and others looked around the village.

Most of the villagers were actively preparing, but they heard an old man's voice from one family's house: "I won't go! Tell you! I! No! Go! I will die here!"

Zhao Chengping sighed inwardly, resettlement and relocation, the Chinese people have had it since ancient times, even in modern times, there are old people who would not leave their homes even in the face of great floods and catastrophes.

He pushed open the chai door and went in. A couple had already packed everything. The woman carried the child on her back, and the man held the package in his hand. He reached out to pull the old man, but the old man was sitting on the ground, motionless.

Didn't it scare him just now?Zhao Chengping silently recited the earth-shaking formula again, and the ground shook suddenly again, and the thatch covered on the roof was shaken down beside the old man. The old man glanced at it calmly, still unmoved: "If this is my life, What's the use of running!"

It seems that he really would rather die than leave, Zhao Chengping entered the room, the three looked at him, the man recognized him as the fortune teller just now, and asked suspiciously: "You..."

Zhao Chengping said: "The old man said just now that this is the scourge that the village will receive. Those who are lucky enough to hear his fortune-telling are innocent and good people who deserved their fate. The heinous villains can neither see him nor hear him. Yes, those who died in this natural disaster because they didn't leave at that time will be the ones who deserved their crimes. I have brought the words, and I will run away first. I have done well in my life, and I have never done anything wrong , I can't die."

After finishing speaking, he ran away, and the old man was choked so speechless, he shouted loudly: "I have never done anything wrong in my life! Why should I be condemned by God! Why?"

Xin Wei pretended to be passing by just now, and ran in to make up the knife: "Hey, if you die, then you can't tell. I also heard the old man's divination just now. I am a good person, so I will go first."

The old man suddenly stood up: "I heard it too, I am a good person!"

"Father, let's go, if it's dead, it won't be cleaned up." The man dragged the old man out of the house halfway.

Zhao Chengping and the others stood watching from a distance, seeing that the old man had finally left the house, they were relieved.Feng Li looked admiringly: "Brother Zhao, you are really amazing."

"It's easy to talk about," Zhao Chengping said to Xin Wei, looking at the team of villagers supporting the old and the young, "It's getting dark, you and Feng Li will take Jiang Taigong and go first, and I will go to the village to look around."

After all, he entered the village again.

(End of this chapter)