Chapter 59

The scenic area of the ancient city is completely in accordance with the architectural style of the Tang and Song Dynasties, but it is different from the modern film and television city built for costume dramas, because the storefronts standing along the street here are all real.

There are no high-rise buildings. Walking on the street, you only need to look up a little, and you can see the green mountains and green waters in the distance.

There are no vehicles on the ancient bluestone road, only tourists strolling in the courtyard.

In the most prosperous downtown area in the center, there are snacks from all over the country, famous local handicrafts, teams with performing arts programs, and... many fortune tellers who set up stalls to tell fortunes.

But most of the fortune tellers are above the age of knowing the destiny, and they grow long beards in order to have the spirit of immortality and win the trust of others.

So the old gentlemen who set up stalls on the street are all dressed in the same way: gray hair, long white beard, wearing blue robes, sun hats, sunglasses, and holding a fan in one hand.

The booth was well-equipped with tables and chairs, with a white banner on the corner of the table, and the word "fortune-telling" was written on it. On the table was a tube of bamboo sticks, a few old copper coins, a stack of white paper, and a pen.

The stalls next to individual fortune tellers happen to sell Feng Shui decorations, which makes people have to think about it.

Some are still shouting lines such as "Guide the lost gentleman, call the long-suffering hero", "Know astronomy from the top, geography from the bottom", "Ancestral physiognomy, no money is not allowed" and other soliciting lines.

From a distance, it looks like playing a game of "find faults together".

However, the masters who are really good often live in seclusion and do not easily give divinations to others. On the contrary, those half-hearted people are keen to set up stalls on the street to tell fortunes. It is a trick that most people in the contemporary era know well.

Most of the people who come to the scenic spot to set up a stall are to get a lot of traffic, because there are always some lost lambs who don't know the market, and then these "gentlemen" can take the opportunity to grab a handful of wool.

As soon as Jing Cheng appeared in this area, he attracted the attention of many people.

He was wearing a snow-white sportswear, handsome and beautiful, with big eyes, fleshy cheeks, very cute, the kind of looks that girls like.

Moreover, the clothes and shoes on his body are all branded goods, and his temperament is pure. He looks like an ignorant young master who came from somewhere.

The female tourists standing in nearby booths kept looking at him, and some even took out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures.

Jing Cheng walked around a few fortune-telling stalls, holding the paper bag containing the steamed buns in his hand, while eating, he looked around, looking here and there, attracting the attention of others.

An old man couldn't help but took off his sunglasses and asked him, "Young man, do you want to tell your fortune?"

These years, everyone's anti-fraud skills have become more and more advanced, and the voices of these fortune tellers have become more and more difficult to control. The old man just asked a question in passing, and didn't think he could get an answer.

The clinker Jing Cheng swallowed the food in his mouth, and replied slowly: "Wait until I finish eating the buns."

The old man was happy when he heard the words, "Okay, I'll wait."

The fortune tellers at other stalls were shocked when they heard the words, they succeeded in attracting customers so easily, they deeply thought that Jing Cheng was a big fat sheep, and immediately tried their best to display their skills in attracting customers.

"Young man, come to me. My calculation is more accurate, and it's cheaper than his. It only costs a hundred yuan for a hexagram."

"Handsome guy, I see that you have a full heaven and a round earth pavilion. At first glance, you have a smooth official career and a prosperous official career. Come to me for a divination, and I will keep you carefree for the rest of your life!"

"I am a ancestral fortune-telling method, and I have never made a mistake in fortune-telling for thirty years. Come to me, and I will guide you in the maze, and you will suddenly see the light!"

"Young man, everyone has made a fortune after coming to my fortune-telling. If you don't ask me for a fortune-telling, you will regret it half your life!"

Jing Cheng: "..."

What a big breath!

Jing Cheng glanced at the man, he was a skinny little old man with a narrow forehead, a crooked nose, and his teeth were bared when he spoke. His teeth were loose and irregular. From his appearance, he was a liar, a cheater, and a big talker., is also a fortune teller?

But blocking people's money is like killing their parents, metaphysics is the most taboo of villains, so Jing Cheng doesn't want to meddle in that nosy matter.

Non-staff vehicles are not allowed to pass through the scenic area, so Qin Yan and Fu Le can only drive to find a place to stay and park, and Jing Cheng arrives at the scenic area alone.

Because I made a divination for myself before coming, and the divination showed that he could make a fortune in this position, but I didn't expect it to be here.

After observing several fortune tellers, he found that only the old man who spoke to him first had three bright colors (the upper part of the two eyebrows and the tip of the nose), which was a sign of a fortune-teller, but his Yintang was faintly black, indicating that this fortune-tellerWindfalls can lead to life-threatening disasters.

Jing Cheng felt that they were destined because he could take this windfall.

Jing Cheng was born with a tender face. When he used to walk around the rivers and lakes as a celestial master, his employers looked at his face and looked down on him, let alone fortune-telling.

Unless he is poor as a last resort, he will not go to the street to set up a stall and be discriminated against.

But today is different from the past, even this kind of liar can set up a stall and call himself a "fortune teller", let alone a celestial master like him who doesn't mix water.

And the old man who was the first to talk to Jing Cheng didn't expect that the group of old guys who were traveling with him would be so shameless, and he said anxiously: "First come, first come first, this kid has a destiny with me, how can money be measured? Let's talk about mine.Why is the level poor, and there are a lot of repeat customers, okay?"

His peers scoffed at him.

Jing Cheng thought to himself that you are all of the same breed, so why are liars classified into different categories?Essentially no difference.

Swallowing the last mouthful of buns, Jing Cheng rolled up the packaging bag and put it in his pocket, and sat down on the chair in front of the old gentleman's booth in a leisurely manner.

His goal is to take this windfall, so naturally he won't go to other people.

The others sat down when they saw everyone, and returned to their booths with resentful faces.

The old man smiled proudly, and shook his head and said, "Little friend, you have discerning eyes, if you find me, you will find the right person!"

Jing Cheng quietly watched his performance.

The old man took out a bamboo stick and handed it to Jing Cheng, and said with a smile, "For marriage, career, wealth or study? First draw a lottery from Duke Zhou."

Jing Cheng's eyes were sharp, and he noticed that there was a line of small words on the bottom of the lottery: 200 yuan for one draw.

He paused: "No, just show me your palmistry or face."

Old gentleman: "..." Why don't you play cards according to the routine?

Usually, fortune tellers like them ask customers to draw lots in order to "tell fortunes" based on the solution of the lottery.In any case, they can come back.

When meeting someone like Jing Cheng, they would generally think it was a mess.

But the customer is God, the old man waited for a long time before opening his beard, of course he didn't want to let this little sheep go.

So the old man asked again: "Tell me about your birthday."

Jing Cheng, of course, would not say his own horoscope. After thinking for a moment, he said Fu Le's birthday horoscope.

The old man observed Jing Cheng quietly during the period. Most fortune tellers have a pair of "thief eyes". They can judge the family background of customers based on their clothing, complexion, conversation, and movements.

When he saw that Jing Cheng had a good appearance and a straight sitting posture, he seemed to be well-educated. It could be seen that he had been well-educated by his family. He also saw that he was well-dressed and his mobile phone was the latest model of an expensive brand.The judgment should be the child of a rich family.

Immediately there is a measurement in my heart.

"According to your appearance, your ancestral property is rich, you were born in a wealthy family, you have no worries about food and clothing since childhood, your parents are loving, and your family is harmonious. You should have never suffered." The old man said eloquently, "But you are veryConfused, because your life is too smooth, so you can't find the goal of moving forward, right?"

Jing Cheng: "..."

His parents died early, and his youth was up and down, how could it be smooth sailing?

"Looking at your birthday horoscope again, there is a saying that males occupy 258 and females occupy 36-9. You were born on the eighth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar. You were born at noon, and the five elements belong to earth. It is a good day and auspicious time., it’s priceless. Let me do the math, something good has happened to you recently, right?”

Jing Cheng: "..."

If Fu Le didn't have his amulet beside him, the blood would rush to the top of his head.

"Do you want to read palmistry?" Seeing that he has been silent, the old gentleman asked again.

Jing Cheng stretched out his left hand and showed it to him, thinking, what else can you tell me?

Jing Cheng's palm lines are very empty, with almost no lifeline. It is a very obvious short-lived face, which fits his fate "Heavenly Yin Fate".An outsider", so ordinary people really can't see his numerology.

Sure enough, the old gentleman was stunned when he saw his palmistry at first glance, he hesitated for a long time but couldn't say anything.

Although he is not good at business, after all, he has been doing fortune-telling for more than ten years, and he has touched at least a hundred or fifty hands. He knows at least the three main lines, but he has never seen such a strange palmistry.

It stands to reason that people with this kind of palmistry should die young, at least not live to be seven years old, this... is too abnormal.

Jing Cheng stared straight at him, the old man suddenly raised his head to meet his eyes, shivered for some reason, and thought that the child's eyes were also creepy, maybe there was something weird about it.

Jing Cheng slowly withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "Can't you tell?"

Hearing this, how can the old man not understand?He was obviously being teased, and his face suddenly became ugly.

He pointed at Jing Cheng, his lips trembling with anger.

What the old man didn't know was that while he was observing Jing Cheng, Jing Cheng was also observing him. Seeing that the other party was so angry that he couldn't speak, he slowly said: "What did you do before the age of forty?"The business of cheating and abducting, you have been in prison, and you will be unemployed within a month no matter what industry you do after you come out. In order to support your family, you learn fortunetelling from others. You started to set up a stall ten years ago, but because you are not good at learning, you have not been able to make much money., until I was lucky enough to come to the scenic spot last year, the business was better..."

The old man was dumbfounded, and said in a low voice, "How do you know?"

"You will meet a real big client this afternoon, and you will get a windfall, but you have no life to keep this money." Jing Cheng didn't answer his words, but just said to himself, "And I can help you keep it."

The old man was stunned: "What do you mean?"

The author has something to say:

Many, many things will happen in the ancient city, so as soon as the affairs of the ancient city are over, it will basically come to an end.

In the last chapter, I saw a few little angels making complaints about it. Well, I admit that I am an idiot in emotional drama, so I will review it...