"Renchen Guichou Bingxu Xinmao..."
Looking at the birth date given by Zhao Yu, Master Zhang couldn't help but frown. Because people who usually come to tell fortunes just write down the other person’s birthday in the lunar calendar, and then let him or her calculate the birth date.
But the young man in front of him directly gave him something ready-made, which somewhat surprised him.
What Zhao Yu took out was the original version found in the shroud of the female corpse. The reason why he wanted to show it to this master was not only to see what the mystery of this birth date was, but mainly to see if this person knew this yellow paper
If the master could identify who wrote this birthday card, wouldn't the case become clear immediately
Therefore, this is one of the reasons why Zhao Yu insisted on meeting this master today!
"Well..." After the master read it, he raised his head and asked, "Sir, did you ask for this birth date for someone else? I don't know, is it your father or your son?"
"Master, you have good eyesight!" Zhao Yu hurriedly handed over, "This belongs to a friend of mine. Because of his physical inconvenience, he entrusted me to bring it over for you to see! Well... this is a separate item! He has entrusted me to bring it over to you! I brought the red envelope..."
"Oh, that's how it is… "
The master twirled his eyebrows, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and said, "Okay, let me do the math for him..."
After saying that, he placed the piece of yellow paper in the middle of the Eight Immortals table, and placed an oil lamp on each side. Then he picked up a string of purple-black beads (Taoist rosary beads) and began to recite them silently and plausibly.
It didn't take long, and he quickly stopped doing it, then sat in front of Zhao Yu, pointed at the yellow paper and said: "Sir, your friend is Jin Ming, Xin Mao ascended to the sky, and his life was to invade Tiannan. He belongs to Jian Feng. gold!
"So... um..." The master counted his fingers and said, "This friend of yours is destined to be rich and noble, and not just ordinary rich and noble! Gold is strong and prosperous, and Jianfeng is in charge, so this friend of yours should be able to speak. The kind of person who takes charge!
"I don't know... am I right?"
nonsense!
Zhao Yu frowned. He didn't even know who this friend was. How could he know if he was right
"Yes! That's so right! Oops!" However, Zhao Yu gave the master enough face and immediately took the initiative to clasp his fists and praised, "Master is really a living god! His calculation is so accurate!"
"Hold on..." Unexpectedly, the master suddenly darkened his face, waved his hand and said, "Young man, although your friend is destined to be wealthy, but... I have something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not!"
"That's what you said!" Zhao Yu nodded hurriedly, "My friend is here to ask the master to clarify his doubts. I hope the master will tell you everything and give you some guidance!"
"Haha..." The master twisted his eyebrows again, and the drooping eyebrows could even be tied into pigtails. He looked solemn and said seriously, "Geng is yang and xin is yin. Your friend's fate belongs to yin metal. If... she is a woman, maybe she will be fine and live a long life!
"But if he is a male, then..."
"But what?" Zhao Yu asked in a hurried manner.
"He must have done things before that harmed his yin, virtue and yang's longevity!" Master Zhang said, "This is called harming yin and yang. When he gets older, these things will make him sick and entangled! More seriously, there are It may be life-threatening!"
"Ah? So powerful?" Zhao Yu pretended to be anxious and asked hurriedly, "Then please ask the master for a way to crack it!"
"Cracked?" Master Zhang counted with his fingers and said, "Jianfeng's gold is most taboo with breaking gold. Tell your friend and ask him to try to bring less gold things in the future, such as gold rings and gold necklaces.
"Also, jade can balance yin and yang, so it would be best to wear more jade jewelry in the future!"
"Oh... is it that simple?" Zhao Yu asked again.
"Of course..." The master nodded slightly, "These can only provide relief! But if you want to completely resolve the punishment of his loss of yin and yang, it's best to come over and let me see it with my own eyes!"
"Because, if you want to change a person's fate, it can not only be seen from the birth date, but also requires the cooperation of face, palm, and body shape..."
"Oh... I understand!" Zhao Yu understood, "Okay, don't worry, I will definitely bring him over when I get back and let you resolve it in person! Thank you so much!"
With that said, Zhao Yu handed over the red envelope that he had prepared long ago. The red envelope contained 200 yuan.
"That's right!" The master took the red envelope and shook his head and said, "Many people think that metaphysics and Feng Shui are feudal superstitions and a lie! But in fact, they are all wrong!
“People don’t know at all that everything in the universe is made of microparticles, and the mystery of the interaction of microparticles cannot be explained clearly by even the scientific world!
"As for those of us who are knowledgeable, we actually need to master the laws of activity of these micro-particles, so as to help those in need and help people eliminate disasters. This is also a kind of immeasurable merit!"
I click…
Zhao Yu thought to himself, are all fortune tellers so foreign now? Even the microparticle theory has been researched
"Then..." Zhao Yu didn't believe it in his heart, but he still maintained his usual pious attitude and said, "Master, you said it very well! I have found the true God today, do you know?" He pointed to the table. On the yellow paper, "Before this, I asked a half-immortal to show it to my friend. He wrote the birth date and horoscope!
"But he made my friend drink cigarette ashes for half a month, but his condition didn't improve at all!"
"Look! Look..." the master hurriedly agreed, "Drinking cigarette ashes is simply feudal superstition. How can you believe it?"
"Well... Master..." Zhao Yu pointed at the yellow paper and said, "By the time I found that guy to settle the score, he had already run away! You are well-informed. Please show me the yellow paper and cinnabar he used. , do you know him?"
"This..." The master took the yellow paper and looked at it carefully and said, "Don't tell me, it's really cinnabar! These days... even Taoist priests use watercolor paints when painting talismans, and few people use it anymore!
"Also... this font seems... seen somewhere!"
"Ah?" Zhao Yu suddenly became excited, "Master, if you think about it carefully, if you can help me find this bastard who drew the talisman, I will be very grateful!"
"Well..." The master shook his head and said, "Please leave your phone number. I should have met you many years ago. I have to think about it slowly..."
"Okay... okay..." Zhao Yu took out a photo and said, "I still have use for this paper, I have to take it back, but I have the photo here! Please look back and take a good look. If you remember it, call me! "
After speaking, Zhao Yu also wrote his phone number on the back of the photo.
However, while Zhao Yu was writing, a large amount of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and there were even beads of sweat that narrowed his eyes.
"Tsk, tsk..." He moved his hand and muttered in a low voice, "It's really hot today..."
As he spoke, he unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, and the shirt was covered with sweat...
"Well..." At this time, Master Zhang saw Zhao Yu's dazed look, his eyes moved slightly, and said, "Sir, after reading your friend's birthday and horoscope, next... it's time to talk about you!"
"Oh?" Zhao Yu hurriedly raised his head when he heard that the other party's words were wrong. At this moment, his face was pale and he was obviously in something wrong.
"Actually, I already noticed it when I came in!" Master Zhang frowned and said with great regret, "Your problem is much more serious than your friend's!!!"
(End of chapter)