The daily life of the fortune teller who was forced to open business

Zhao Weiming handed over the money wrapped in a plastic bag in his pocket to Mingxiu, with a look of exhaustion visible to the naked eye on his gray face: "I'm lucky today, I dug up two catties of dried fungus, and two nests of chicken fir, money You take it first."

"Okay." Mingxiu responded in a low voice, Zhao Weiming gave her a comforting smile, and said as he walked to the bathroom: "Don't worry, the family is still rich in money. I can save a fortune."

Mingxiu sat down at the table, patted the dirt on the plastic bag, and counted the cash little by little——from this one saw that Zhao Weiming had gone to the vegetable market in the city to sell mushrooms, otherwise he wouldn't have There will be so many dime and zero bills, and it is far away, more than 40 kilometers away from their mountain top, and it will take more than an hour to drive there.

Mingxiu blinked her eyes and forced back the trace of tears. She murmured: "If you are rich, why are you still running so far..."

There are people collecting mushrooms at the foot of the mountain, and they don’t even bother to go down the mountain. Neighbors and neighbors all want them, but the price is definitely not as good as the vegetable market in the city.

In fact, she is very clear about how much money the family has, but as long as Yuan Zhi keeps lying like this, the medicines he should take, the people he should serve, and if something happens...it will be a bottomless pit, let alone a family like them in the mountains. How many people who live in high-rise buildings in the city can sustain themselves?

Zhao Weiming became anxious.

Mingxiu suddenly thought of that method again, she took out the yellow talisman in her pocket, she had already found it after she came back, it really was there.

Then use Zhao Weiming to exchange Yuanzhi... This is definitely not possible. She loves her son like her life, but she can't let go of Zhao Weiming who has always been with her. Why can't she die for Yuanzhi?

If only she could.

At this moment, another voice rang out from the bottom of her heart: 【Your family can live well, didn't Zhao Lihua say a way?With her, your family will be fine, and no one will die. 】

Mingxiu heard her own voice say, "No, I can't hurt people."

[Yes, that means harming others, but if you don't harm others, your family will be destroyed. 】The voice said: 【You hurt people, why did you hurt people?Didn't you just take a piece of clothing and spread it on the road?Who can know who you killed?How many people are killed on the Panshan Highway every year?Even if the police come, they won't be able to find out that you did it. 】

"No, no..."

[Then let Yuanzhi die, or let Lao Zhao die, which one do you choose? 】

"..."

[People are not for themselves, heaven and earth are destroyed, it's all for this sake, if you want to be a good person, it depends on whether there is room for you to choose. 】

"..."

Mingxiu raised her head in despair, and stared at the lighted bathroom. There was only the sound of rushing water. She turned her head to look at the child lying on the bed. The child was only six years old, and he was the cutest. At that time, I will be able to go to primary school next year. A while ago, the biggest pleasure of the couple after dinner was to cuddle together and watch the app for buying a house. Thinking that it is not easy to let the children go up and down the mountain every day to go to school, and it is convenient to live in the county town to study.

After lying on the bed for half a month, the child's bulging cheeks became thinner, and the rosy color was gone, leaving only paleness.

She trembled and reached out to touch the child's hair. The hard hair was tied in the palm of her hand, and she couldn't help but shed tears: "This looks like me..."

Her hair was also so hard when she was a child. When her mother tied her hair, she kept sighing and said that her hair was so hard and her temper was so hard. How should I fix it in the future...

Mingxiu stood up abruptly, walked to the closet in two or three steps, and took out a bright yellow sunscreen jacket with the head of a little yellow duck. This was Yuanzhi's favorite piece of clothing, and he wore it the most often piece...

She wiped her face, took one last look at her son on the bed, and shouted to the man in the bathroom: "I forgot something in the orchard, I'll go out!"

A voice came from the bathroom: "Wait a minute, I'll be fine soon, I'll just go."

"No, I'll drive there to get it." Ming Xiu said: "The food is on the table, you wash it and eat it yourself, after you finish eating, wipe Yuanzhi off, and then move his hands and feet, do you hear me?"

"I heard that, so be careful on the road." Zhao Weiming responded in the bathroom, bowed his head and rinsed the foam off his head.

Mingxiu took the clothes and went out. She didn't hesitate at all. She didn't drive the SUV that she bought last year, but the worn-out Wuling Hongguang, which was bought for ten years. It can be scrapped.

The road is not very far from their village, and she arrived on the road in almost 10 minutes. In order to avoid being seen by the villagers, she drove up the mountain for a while. At this time, there may be people going down the mountain, but no one goes It's the top of the mountain.

It was completely dark, and she stopped at a temporary parking place, rubbing her hands and grinding out a pack of cigarettes from the gap beside her.She doesn't let Lao Zhao smoke at home very much, because she is afraid of inhaling second-hand smoke for her son, Lao Zhao is obedient and stops smoking. In fact, she also knows that there are cigarettes hidden in the two cars at home, so she just turned a blind eye. .

Coincidentally, this pack of cigarettes happened to be the last one left, it was still a pack of soft Nanjing, an expensive product, who probably gave it to Lao Zhao, he hid it and smoked slowly.

Sorry, she smoked this cigarette today.

In fact, she also smokes, but only rarely.

Red sparks lit up in the dark night, and a burst of milky white smoke overflowed from the car window. Nan Shi watched the woman get down with a piece of clothing and put it on the road.

Qingying sighed: "Master, let's go, there is no need."

Nan Shi has been very busy for the past half month. He was so busy that he had no time to play with Chi You. He traveled around Yun Province every day—it was very simple. He sorted it out and found that although there were many cases, there were not many "immortal masters" in reality. , That’s just a dozen or so people, he solves one a day, cleans up the whole area of ​​Yun Province first, and then goes to stir up other people’s troubles.

What he said to the outside world was that he felt that people in Yun Province, if they came to support the old lair, it would be easy to change. It is better to get rid of the local fairy masters first, so that the arrival from other provinces will not be so fast, and it will be more convenient for him to start.

What I said to myself is, since I saw it, I should help a bunch of people along the way, and treat it as accumulating some virtue, and bribing Tiandao's father--as for the benefits, there must be some, and he is very accurate in fortune-telling these days Not to mention, when the fate is changed, even a cloud is too lazy to gather, isn't this a real benefit?

But those people are indeed pitiful.

The suffering that they shouldn't have suffered fell on them, and he compared his heart to his heart. If one day he himself fell to this point, he also hoped that someone would give him a hand.

What killing people and setting fire to the golden belt, building bridges and paving roads without corpses... There should always be more good people in this world, and they should get good results.

It's a bit of a virgin, but Nan Shi is happy to do it himself, no matter what others say!

Nan Shi shook his head and said in a low voice, "Look again."

The woman spread the bright yellow dress on the road, and the wind was a bit strong. She let it go twice and was blown away, so she picked it up again, found two stones from the side, pressed the dress down again, and turned around. got in the car.

Qingying persuaded again: "Young master, let her go."

Nan Shi said, "Leave after reading."

With the roar of the engine, the headlights of the vehicle were turned on. Mingxiu took the last puff of cigarette fiercely, extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it out of the window, turned off the light of the mobile phone, and then stepped on the accelerator hard .

——How simple this matter is, letting someone else crush her son's clothes can suffer for him, so can't she just crush it herself?

Harming others is against the law, but harming oneself is considered suicide at most!

Nanshi saw the car directly pressing on the dress, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked at the stunned Qingying with a faint smile: "Well, I just said, there are still people in this world. There are more good people."

"Why are you in a daze, why don't you stop people quickly?"

Qing Ying also smiled, and then floated down to save people, Nan Shi turned to the guards and said, "Take me down, you need to be a bit immortal in a graceful posture!"

The guard said naively: "Don't worry, young master, the angle of the hem of the clothes must be perfect! Do you want to give you a white mist or golden light or something?"

The guard pointed to the partner behind him, who was holding a huge lamp in his hand: "We brought special effect lights!"

Nan Shi's mouth twitched: "Are you sick..."

Guard: "Then do you want special effects, master?"

"...give me some, don't exaggerate."

"Okay! Please be good!"

The guard turned his head to discuss with the special effects brother, and finally directly denied Nan Shi's decision to float down, saying that it would be too injustice to scare someone to death if it fell from the sky at night. , It is better to take a carriage!

Nan Shi: "...What did you learn behind my back?"

The big brother of special effects gave a thumbs up and said: "Young master is amazing, = just got admitted to Central America last year, majoring in stage art!"

Good guy, still from a major.

"..." Nan Shi: "Why do you remember to learn this?"

"Damn, it's not that time I went on location with someone, I was so mad, a garbage lighting engineer asked for a thousand a day..."

Nan Shi felt that if he continued to let things go like this, one day he would go to the entertainment industry on a whim, and he would directly pull a group of people out to make movies.

The topic got far away, Nan Shi gave a low cough, and got into the carriage instead. Fortunately, he was dressed in style today, and it would be no problem at all to act as an old fairy in the deep mountains and old forests. Slowly drove forward.

***

Mingxiu didn't close her eyes, and she wasn't crazy. This method was just to see if it worked. If it didn't work, she closed her eyes and kicked herself fucking down the hill. Yuan Zhi didn't wake up, and she If he died, wouldn't he die in vain?

Superstition is something like this. If it works, she will believe it intermittently. If it doesn't work, forget it.

She ran over the little yellow duck dress, and the big stone in her heart suddenly fell down. She was a little bit exhausted, and she was a little lazy, and didn't want to cry much.After running over it, she reversed the car and ran over it several times.

On the way she just arrived, she had already ordered another identical sun protection clothing for Yuan Zhi, and she was not afraid of being crushed by this one.

After a while she burned it.

After being run over several times, Mingxiu pulled the handbrake, raised her eyes subconsciously to look at the sun protection clothing from the rearview mirror, but found... nothing.

Nothing on the ground.

She jumped out of the car in disbelief, and looked around with a flashlight, but she didn't see the clothes... Could it be rolled into the wheels?

All four tires were in good condition, Mingxiu climbed onto the road, turned on the light to see if there were any clothes in the axle, but suddenly heard a soft female voice: "What is sister looking for?"

"Looking for clothes?"

Mingxiu broke out in cold sweat, she shook her sweaty palms, and shone the flashlight along the source of the sound, only to find that there seemed to be a woman standing beside the car.

The woman was still wearing a gauze skirt, which looked like clothes from ancient TV dramas.

Where do people come from here?When she got out of the car, there were no people around, not even a shadow of the car... Where did she come from?Even if she didn't see it, who would come up the mountain in the middle of the night? !Still dressed like this?

No one has been filming on the mountain recently, and no crew has thought so openly. They came to Yun Province to film on a hot day and lived in the deserted mountain without even a house.

So where did this woman come from?

Mingxiu took a deep breath, and didn't know if she was afraid of going too far or what, but she moved slowly, moved herself out of the car, stood up, and said calmly: "Yes, it's mine, I Looking for clothes."

Different from the blue-faced fangs or the hideous paleness she imagined, it was a very good-looking woman, or a young girl, who was very young, only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a light blue gauze dress, calm and composed Smiling leisurely, sweat-free, clean and refreshing, it is far from the 'ghost' in the eyes of normal people.

Ming Xiu didn't really want to ask if the other party was a ghost, wouldn't it be a big joke if he was a human?

By the way, she should pretend that she didn't know. If she died, it means that she probably didn't die in vain. If she lived, she should go home and live a good life, as if nothing happened tonight.

Qingying smiled and said: "This dress is a bit unlucky, it's better for my sister not to take it home."

"What do you mean...?" Mingxiu asked puzzled, but saw that the girl's clothes suddenly ignited spontaneously. The fire was faint blue, just like in a dream. Burning her hands, she saw that the clothes were burned, but the girl's hands were not damaged at all. Only the black ashes on the ground told her that all this was not a dream.

"You..." Mingxiu wanted to reach out and grab her hand for a closer look, but she asked Qingying to avoid it, and Qingying said softly, "Sister, please be more careful, people and ghosts have different paths, don't touch me casually." It's better to touch me."

Ming Xiu was about to say something, but he heard a golden bell ring next to his ear.

Qingying heard the sound and looked sideways, took a step back, and bowed slightly respectfully: "The young master is here, sister, please step back."

—— During this period of time, she and Nan Shi played a lot of cooperation.

Sometimes people are actually very ignorant, as long as you firmly believe in the mosquito god, you can live a good life. If you talk about socialism and talk about it, it won’t work. Soon Nanshi realized that magic must be defeated by magic.

When others pretend to be some kind of Almighty God, he pretends to be a mountain god—the old mountain god at his door is no more reliable than the Almighty God who is far away, endless, listens carefully, and is a little evil and does not do good things?People believe in something when they are desperate for a while. It's not stupid, it's just that they couldn't help grabbing a piece of driftwood before drowning.

As long as Nanshi pretends to be a fairy, and then has an adventure or something, most people will believe that he accidentally believed in some evil god, and Grandpa Mountain God came to persuade him to change his ways!

According to the beliefs of the Tuchao people, those who do not charge money, do no harm to others, and help with affairs must be authentic gods!With the help of authentic gods, who would believe in a god who appeared out of nowhere?Just kidding!

Ming Xiu didn't have time to say anything, but her body retreated to the side of the road as if uncontrollably.

I saw a fog in the mountains at some point, misty, misty, like clouds, a silhouette of a carriage gradually appeared in the white snow, and there seemed to be people accompanying it, and after a short while, two girls in pink were holding green The lamp came out of the thick fog, and then there were two maidservants in purple clothes holding the incense burner, and then several guards on horseback, surrounding a dark carriage.

Around the carriage hung golden bells, and it was here that the sound they heard came.

There were no horses in front of the carriage, and there was no engine sound, only the sound of wooden wheels pressing against the road.

Ming Xiu's eyes widened, and he stared at the carriage involuntarily. Qing Ying reminded him from the side: "Sister, please lower your head and don't look directly at it."

Mingxiu had no choice but to lower his eyes, the sound of Jin Ling was still echoing in his ears, stopping every step.

The carriage sounded very slow, but in fact it was extremely fast, and it arrived in front of Mingxiu and Qingying almost in an instant, and Qingying took the lead to bow her knees and salute: "This servant has seen the young master."

The curtain of the car was lifted by a plain hand covered with blue gauze, revealing the delicate jaw of the person in the car: "Well, what's the matter?"

"This is Mingxiu from the mountain, and his heir is bewitched by the evil god, and he wants to use evil methods to replace him with his own body." Qingying said.

"Yeah." The people in the car were silent for a while, as if they were thinking about something, Mingxiu lowered her head, cold sweat dripping down her face, she could clearly sense that someone was watching her, she couldn't move or speak , can only be watched like this.

After a while, the people in the car said: "I have seen you, you have begged me today, you are very sincere, why did you listen to the evil god?"

Mingxiu let out a 'heh' breath from her throat, which was so dry that she couldn't describe it: "I...begged you?"

"Yes." The man in the car replied: "Why are you so impatient? The people in the mountains are orthodox if they are protected by me. Why should they listen to evil gods?"

Mingxiu suddenly remembered, during the day, during the day... During the day, she went to the mountain temple, offered incense, kowtowed, and donated money for the incense... the mountain god?He is a mountain god?Do mountain gods really exist?

As soon as her knees softened, she knelt down. When she found that her body could move, she couldn't stop kowtowing: "Grandpa Mountain God, save me, save my child..."

"Get up." Nan Shi ordered in a low voice, and Qing Ying at the side grabbed Ming Xiu's arm through the veil and lifted her up.

Nan Shi glanced at Qingying, Qingying understood, and said: "The thing that hurt your son is on my sister, just take it out and give it to me."

Something that hurt her son?Mingxiu was a little confused, but she was strangely aware that the thing that harmed her son should refer to that spell—yes, why did she drop blood on it? She had been to Wudang Mountain and Putuo Mountain with others in previous years, and she had never heard of any of them. The peace talisman will be dripped with the blood of one's own family members!

She didn't dare to look at the carriage, but fumbled wildly on her body—fortunately, she also figured out the spell just now, and she hurriedly handed the spell to Qingying, but Qingying didn't answer it, and she immediately changed it. With a gesture, holding the spell, Qingying lightly squeezed it from her palm through the veil.

Seeing that the things were already in hand, Nan Shi didn't need to ask about the horoscope. He had already investigated, so he reminded in a low and gentle voice: "It's raining in the mountains tonight, so go home early."

"Yes, yes!" Ming Xiu replied twice, suddenly there was a gust of wind, and the carriage and the girl in blue all disappeared.

She turned her head and looked, in the mountains... there was no fog.

Suddenly, there was a sound of thunder in the sky, and blue lightning pierced the sky. Mingxiu suddenly remembered that the mountain god said that it would rain tonight...

***

On the other side, Nan Shi was sitting in the carriage, with a golden glow on his fingertips.

In fact, Mingxiu's operation was useful, and the calamity was passed on to her, so the first thing to do was to change Mingxiu's life.

God was naturally not happy, so there was a loud thunder, reminding Nan Shi to stop.

Nan Shi was naturally not happy: "Just help me out. Look, I didn't expect to harm anyone in such a deep and desperate situation. What if I change my life? I won't let her live to 99, so it's okay to live to 89." It’s pretty good? I don’t have a lot of children and grandchildren, so what’s the matter with some luck?”

There was a purple light flashing in the sky, and Nan Shi took a step back: "Okay, then the fortune will not be given, how about I change this death calamity? Good people have good rewards, give some career luck, and bring some blessings to the head office, right? People are also deceived." Yes, the love of children is not a virtue? Please help!"

At worst, he turned around and threw some money at the gate of others, which was also luck for wealth.

"She agreed by herself, that's right, her son was deceived by others! Don't be so rigid!" Nan Shi muttered, the carriage had already reached the top of the mountain, and he floated down from the carriage, a huge Luoshu secret map Almost enveloped him.

He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "First the courtesy, then the soldiers, if you still disagree, I will force it."

There was a loud bang in the sky, and the purple lightning was like a dragon, looming in the dark clouds.

Tiandao disagrees that Nanshi is mentally prepared. It would not be so difficult if she changed the death calamity for her son today. After all, the child is still young, and the King of Hades doesn’t remember anything under the age of seven, but Mingxiu is not. What will be the result? She voluntarily suffered this disaster for her son.

That is to say, after crossing Ming Road, if Ming Xiu has a grievance, he has to go to the Palace of the King of Hell in the underworld to talk about it.

Tiandao is very reasonable, to the point that it is almost unreasonable - if Nan Shi just avoided death for her today, it might not be able to attract the thunder of heaven, but Nan Shi wants to change her life for her, then it will not work.

Nan Shi chuckled, if he had to agree to everything, he shouldn't learn to change his fate against the sky, isn't it good to be a mortal honestly?What to do with that effort?

Just to test his Hetu Luoshu.

The quaint scroll was spread out from Nan Shi's hand and flew out with the wind, but Nan Shi held the end in his hands.

When the strong wind blew south, his clothes fluttered, he licked his lips, the red mole under his eyes faintly exuded a reckless temperament, he raised his hand, and the secret map of Luoshu turned, and at the same time, the map of the river also bloomed There was a burst of silver light, and it turned into a yin-yang fish and shuttled around in the secret map of Luoshu.

"Just try it."

Thunder surged down.