In the end, Yan Chu was completely defeated by the blind man's thick skin. Although he didn't admit any master-apprentice status as the other party wanted, he took him with him when he left.
The memory given to him by the original body is not complete, so he still has a lot of things he doesn't know about this area. Time is running out. At present, it seems that an old fritter like the blind man has become the best guide.
Usually a liar like him is looked down upon by others, but to be honest, he didn't do anything outrageous and unreasonable. He earned twenty yuan for tea and said a lot of good things to make customers happy.
According to the blind man himself, there are so many people suffering from depression now, the 20 yuan he earns is to help customers relieve their psychological pressure, no matter how many difficulties and grievances they have, they can convince them that the future is bright, and this is a blessing for him Human beings, reduce the incidence of depression, reduce the suicide rate, and the country will feel sorry for him if the country does not give him a grand prize that touches the people of Huaguo.
It's quite interesting to chat with such a person who talks about running trains anytime, anywhere, provided that you can only listen to half of what he said, and the remaining half will be nonsense if nothing happens.
"Look, that short and thin man, the things on his booth look miscellaneous and worthless, but in fact, this man is doing that. Some of his good things were picked up by some regular customers, but some of them were still arrested. The fish is placed at this stall."
The thing that the blind man was talking about was Daodou. Many of their custom street sold local specialties, but because of the large number of tourists, there were also those antique stalls here.
"It's just that the things on his side are mixed with real and fake. Whether you can pick a good thing depends on your eyesight. Compared with other stalls where you can't find a real thing, his , It’s a little better, and there are many private contacts in their business, he doesn’t have any, and his friends are gone, if you really have the antiquities you want to find, it’s more appropriate to find him.”
Sure enough, the blind man lived up to Yan Chu's expectations, and when he heard that he wanted to find something that was old, he immediately pointed him in a direction.
The water in the antique industry is really too deep. If Yan Chu wants to find an antique, he can actually find some regular antique shops and antique dealers. There is no need to contact these tomb robbers.
It's just that most of those antique dealers actually came into contact with such Daedou dealers. Yan Chu bought from antique dealers and directly bought from Daodou dealers, and there was one link missing, which could save a lot of money.
The blind man estimated Yan Chu's financial resources, and found a relatively safe solution for the other party.
When they passed by, the peddler nicknamed Mao San hadn't opened yet today. He was eating a tomato, watching the pedestrians coming and going, his eyes were rolling, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Hey, two little brothers, come and see what I have here."
Seeing Yan Chu and the blind man coming towards him, Mao ate the tomato in his hand in twos and threes, licked his fingers and said to them.
"Mao San, it's me, blind man."
The blind man took out his glasses and the fake beard that he had torn off and made gestures on his face, and said to the skinny peddler, although the disguise on his face was not complete, he could still see the shadow of the blind man before.
"Hey—I didn't expect you to be blind if you're blind."
Just like a blind man knows this street, a local snake like Mao San also knows him.
In fact, people who have been here for a long time know that the blind fortune teller is not blind, but they don't know that he looks so young after removing the disguise on his face.
"This is my master, he wants to find something, don't fool people."
The blind man smiled fawningly at Yan Chu, thinking in his heart, if he learned that skill, wouldn't he be able to lie down and collect money every day in the future.
"How much is this piece of wood?"
Yan Chu didn't refute the blind man's words, but directly knelt down and picked up a piece of wood that was pressed on the upper right corner of the booth. The piece of wood looked dark, half shiny and half carbonized. Through the section, it could be seen that the wood core was faintly flushed.
I don't know why, just looking at this piece of wood makes people feel frightened. Just as the blind man's hand touched the piece of wood, a cold air rushed up from his fingertips. He immediately took his hand back and quickly covered it with the other hand, muttering There's something weird about this wood.
"It looks like someone who knows the goods. This is a very old gloomy wood. The price is 100,000."
Since Mao San is in this line of work, he is naturally not the kind of a stall owner who is stupid and doesn't know anything. He knows the things on this stall, which ones are true and which ones are false.
Really, of course it has to be sold at the real price, and fake ones have to be sold at half the price of the real thing, so it wouldn't be in vain for him to waste his time setting up a stall here.
"During this time, let's open a big tomb. The things are good things, but I'm afraid that you will lose the money you earn."
Yan Chu pursed his lips, put down the gloomy wood, stood up and said.
"What big tomb, I don't know what you said, these are all my family's treasures."
Mao San's eyes flickered. Not long ago, they did open a large tomb, but it was a pity that they were one step too late. The good things in it had been emptied long ago, and some worthless things were left .
This piece of wood was removed from the coffin in the tomb, and the bones in the coffin were dug a hole on the spot and buried.
In their line of work, they are also worried that these bad things will be retribution to the next generation, but who will make the money come quickly? They spent a lot of money back and forth to dig out the big tomb, and they can't return without success. It seems that the coffin made of gloomy wood is the most valuable.
In the end, a few of them dismantled the coffin, and everyone got a piece of it, and sold it as ordinary wood, but they didn't know which one leaked the news, some big antique shops and antique dealers who used to receive goods from them all knew The wood was removed from the coffin, and he refused to accept it.
Originally, he wondered if he should sell it somewhere farther away. After all, this gloomy wood is worth a lot.
Unexpectedly, the person in front of him could also see that, Mao San was not too nervous, he just thought that Yan Chu heard the news from somewhere, deliberately came to deceive him, and wanted to take away the treasure in his hand cheaply.
"Do you know why the ancients used dark wood as coffins?"
Yan Chu just asked the other party a question.
"Because the gloomy wood will not rot for a thousand years." Mao San replied without any hesitation: "Look at my wood, half of it is carbonized, which is enough to show that the life of this wood is not short. Such a good thing, after passing this village, it will be gone." this shop."
Mao San looked at Yan Chu with a smile. He had seen a lot of weird things in the business of fighting, and he knew what Yan Chu wanted to ask, didn't he just want to say that the dark wood was used to raise corpses, but this If there were such things as zombies in the world, they shouldn't have walked out of that tomb alive at that time.
He looked at Yan Chu without hesitation. This kid was still a little tender, and he really thought that this would scare him.
"Ah-"
Yan Chu snorted softly, and when Mao San was unprepared, he pressed hard on Mao San's lower back.
"Hiss—what are you doing?"
Mao San's waist hurt, his knees became sore and weak, and he almost knelt down in front of Yan Chu.
No one in this area dared to treat Mao San like this. If he didn't want to hear the other party's explanation, Mao San planned to call his brothers directly and let these outsiders see his skills.
"master."
The blind man hurried forward, if you don't buy this thing, you can do it, why do you want to get started, don't look at Mao San's superficial amiability, how many people in this industry can be messed with, I don't know for his sake, Can this be counted.
"Since you came back from that mausoleum, you should have not had a full night's sleep for several nights, right? You always wake up in the middle of the night, sweating all over, and it takes a long time before you can go back to sleep?"
Yan Chu didn't care about Mao San wishing to eat his eyes, glanced at his face, and spoke at a normal speed.
"In addition to this, you can also feel dizziness, tinnitus, hot flashes, night sweats, red tongue and lack of fluid, always feel tired, and feel tired after walking a few more steps. Am I right?"
Following Yan Chu's words, Mao San's expression changed again and again, and indeed these points were all in line. Originally, he wanted to go to the hospital to see if there was something wrong with him.
"Who the hell are you?"
Mao San knew that there were still some things in this world that could not be explained by common sense, so after Yan Chu pointed out his faults, he withdrew his original eyes and his tone became much calmer.
"The one who saved your life."
Yan Chu reached out and patted him hard on the back, and Mao San suddenly felt that the symptoms on his body had eased a lot.
Ever since he came out of that tomb, he could often feel a cold air condensed on his body, and no matter how many clothes he wore, he couldn't relieve it.
But following the slap from the other party just now, that feeling disappeared immediately.
No matter how stupid Mao San was, he knew he had met an expert this time.
"This piece of wood was originally on top of the coffin, and its position is exactly where the head of the female corpse rests. That position has the most evil spirit. If it weren't for you not being the first person to break the feng shui of the tomb, I'm afraid it would have been a long time ago." You died suddenly. Even now, I just dispelled the Yin evil in your body a little bit, and if you want to cure it, you should get rid of this piece of wood as soon as possible."
A quarter of an hour ago, Mao San would definitely not believe what Yan Chu said, but now his body tells him that what Yan Chu said is true, and the fact that there is a female corpse in the coffin has not yet spread, so it is impossible for Yan Chu to know.
"Fifty thousand, no, no, five thousand, master, if you want this wood, take five thousand."
Mao San really didn't dare to touch that piece of wood now, let alone touch it, he didn't even dare to look at it, for fear that some female ghost would haunt him again.
Thinking about what Yan Chu said just now, he even wondered if the ghost of that female corpse had been following him all these days.
In this way, his lack of strength in bed recently has also been explained. In the past, his ability in bed was still very good, at least the ladies were very satisfied with his performance. But these days, although the voices of those women calling the bed are just as pleasant, he can sensitively perceive that they are all staged.
Such a situation greatly hurt Mao San's self-esteem. Now that all this was attributed to the female ghost, he felt much better all of a sudden.
That's right, it must be that female ghost.
This piece of gloomy wood has been buried underground for at least 800 years, especially with the warmth of the yin energy of the dead body. It seems to ordinary people to be the most yin and evil, but in the eyes of those in the Taoist sect, it is the best. The material for making talismans and refining magic tools, five thousand, is simply a bargain.
Before Yan Chu warmed up the five thousand yuan in his pocket, he gave it out without hesitation.
"Master, you said just now that my evil spirit is only temporarily removed. Does that mean that something will happen later? Please save me."
Mao San took the 5,000 yuan, and quickly opened his wallet, and took out all the thick stacks of hundred-yuan bills, and he didn't keep any of them. Combined with the 5,000 yuan, he returned it to Yan Chu's house again. hand.
The blind man watched from the side, his eyeballs almost popping out.
That stack of money must have been at least six or seven thousand, is it so easy to get money now
"I took away the dark wood, and the evil spirit in your body will no longer gather. After returning home, take the pills in the bottle on time every day, and temporarily avoid sexual intercourse for a month. In the future, if you accumulate virtue and do good deeds, you will be safe."
Yan Chu took out a small porcelain bottle, but he didn't know what was in it.
"There is also this business, if you can stop it, stop it. If I read correctly, you have been married for many years and have no children. This business is detrimental. Even if it does not repay you, it will also repay your descendants. If you stop now, you may still have a son and a half daughter, if it is later, it will be too late."
Yan Chu said a few more words, but he didn't know if Mao San would listen.
"Master, I will consider your words."
Mao San is not young anymore. Whether it is his ex-wife or his current wife, he drank the bitter potion and never got pregnant. Before that, Mao San suspected that it was his retribution for doing such a thing, but who made money like this? Things are more tempting, so we can only muddle through with luck.
And now Yan Chu's words just took away all his luck.
In his gratitude, Yan Chu took the stack of money and led the blind man away from Fengsu Street.
*****
"Master, you are really capable."
At this moment, Yan Chu and the blind man were sitting at a noodle stall, with a large bowl of beef noodles in front of them. It was still early, and besides the two of them, there were only three or four people sitting separately at the noodle stall.
The more the blind man thought about it, the more wrong it became. The two families could still be said to have been fooled and limped, but Mao San's situation is obviously not the case.
The other party has been in this area for so long, who can be easily deceived, it is obvious that Yan Chu's words have hit the point, which makes Mao San so panicked.
But how did Yan Chu find out that he had those diseases? Could it be that he had calculated them? Is there really that kind of capable person in this world who can calculate a person's fate just by looking at his face
The blind man was a little skeptical, but at the same time thinking about his own business, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"Dizziness and tinnitus, hot flashes and night sweats, red tongue with less fluid, backache and leg pain, these are all symptoms of kidney deficiency."
Yan Chu ate the noodles. The owner of this noodle stall is an old couple who have been making noodles for half a lifetime. The noodles are chewy, and the noodle soup is also made from hard bones. Sprinkled with chopped green onion, not to mention how fragrant it is. .
He nodded secretly while eating, thinking that he was really lucky to be able to eat such a bowl of real noodles on the side of Fengsu Street for eight yuan.
"It didn't work out."
Although this idea was more in line with the blind man's idea, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he heard that it wasn't calculated.
In fact, it is right to think about it. Mao San just dug out a big tomb. He said that he didn’t find many good things, but he still got a lot. According to his temperament, he stayed in the deep mountains and old forests for three to five months. Not to relax.
I'm afraid it's because I've relaxed a lot and hollowed out my insides, wouldn't it be kidney deficiency.
But Yan Chu was able to guess all of this based on deduction, which is also very good.
"No, what was it that you patted Mao San just now?"
The blind man couldn't care less about eating noodles, so he wanted to clear up the doubts in his heart.
He could remember that Mao San completely changed his attitude towards him after the next shot, and it must be because of some different results after that shot that Mao San believed him that way.
Yan Chu had already finished his noodles, and he took a sip of the delicious noodle soup before he began to attack the only three pieces of beef with a very pious expression, as if he hadn't heard the blind man's question.
In fact, what he said to Mao San just now was half true and half false.
He was indeed contaminated with evil spirits, but not much, and the existence of those evil spirits was only enough to make his kidney deficiency come faster and more violently.
Even if he didn't intervene, those evil spirits would slowly disappear over time.
Mao Sandian was lucky. That tomb was definitely a corpse cave. He had inspected the gloomy wood when he got it just now. Many runes carved on the wood are still clearly visible to this day. The person who designed the mausoleum thought that after hundreds of years, the female corpse inside would have absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, at least at the level of hair stiffness.
It's just that before the refining of the corpse was successful, a wave of tomb robbers ushered in, accidentally destroying the formation inside and destroying the anger in the female corpse's mouth, causing all these layouts to go to waste.
If it weren't for those "predecessors", Mao San and the others might not be able to come out alive after entering that tomb, not to mention that like now, the coffins of other women's corpses were chopped into pieces.
"Master, please tell me in detail."
The blind man's face is thick enough, he is not afraid of other people's cold faces.
"I don't know yet, what's your name."
Yan Chu changed the subject, as an ordinary person, it would be better for a blind man to know less, at least he would live a simpler life this way.
"I, my name is Lin Yuan, how about you, Master."
"puff-"
Yan Chu was drinking the beef soup and spewed it all out.
The blind man looked at the noodle bowl that he had only eaten two or three mouthfuls of, and was silent, took out a tissue and handed it to Yan Chu to let him wipe his mouth and the hand covering his mouth, and at the same time wipe his face.
"Your name is Lin Yuan. I mean, the name is quite feminine."
Yan Chu was a bit stimulated, and almost knocked out his lungs, and it took a long time before he calmed down.
He wiped the table in front of him with a paper towel, and asked the boss for another bowl of noodles to compensate Lin Yuan.
"Really? There's no way, it was taken by my parents."
The blind man's eyes flickered, and then he calmly smiled at Yan Chu.
Yan Chu, who had calmed down, also smiled at him, and then quietly watched him finish the bowl of noodles.
In the beginning, he always thought that Lin Yuan was a woman, and a woman who had a lot to do with Yuanshen, because Yan Chu couldn't imagine what the heartache between Yuanshen and this ridiculous young man in front of him was, so much so that he subconsciously forgot about it. Emotional entanglement.
Thinking of this, Yan Chu couldn't help but looked at Lin Yuan and shuddered.
However, although the other party said that his name is Lin Yuan, who knows if it is true or not, but one thing is certain, even if he is not Lin Yuan, Lin Yuan must be someone who has a very close relationship with the other party.
The blind man who escaped at first became much quieter afterwards, and silently ate the new bowl of noodles.
With this interruption, he didn't ask about Mao San again, but just wrote it down in his mind.
*****
"Master, my house is not big, but it is definitely enough for you to live in another one. Don't worry, I left a letter for you. When the two families come to you in three days, they will naturally know about you." About moving."
A few hours have passed, blind man, now I have to change my name to Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan enthusiastically helped Yan Chu make the bed, and then introduced the situation in his house to him.
One afternoon was enough for Yan Chu to get to know him a little bit.
His parents died young, and since he had no immediate family members alive, he was sent to an orphanage in the city when he was a child.
However, the conditions in that orphanage were not very good. He was sent in when he was seven years old, and escaped secretly by himself when he was ten years old.
At that time, the orphanage was not very formal, and the head of the orphanage relied on the head to get the money. Lin Yuan sneaked out by herself, but the file was still recorded in the orphanage, and the money was taken as usual, but one person's living expenses were missing. The head of the orphanage No one ever came to find him.
In order to survive, Lin Yuan went to school to study during the day, and picked up scraps to sell in his free time. His family’s house was still in his hands, he had a place to live, and the income from scraps was enough to maintain his life. Mixed in the custom street.
Yan Chu looked around the Lin family's house, an ordinary two-bedroom apartment, with only traces of a person's life visible.
Yan Chu noticed that one of the two bedrooms had a lock on it. Judging from the appearance of the lock, it was already rusted, and it hadn't been opened for many years. There was a thick layer of dust on it. Even if it is cleaned, it is subconsciously avoiding this room.
Lin Yuan added another single bed in the master bedroom where he lived. He graciously gave up the big bed and put his own quilt on the single bed.
In the novels, people from the Taoist sect are always described as amazing, but in fact they are indeed very powerful, but they are not omnipotent.
The Heavenly Eye of the original body was closed when he was found by the old Taoist. After Yan Chu came to this body, perhaps because the soul was stronger and more solid than ordinary people, the seal of the Heavenly Eye was lifted again.
But even so, he couldn't check a person's past and present without any scruples.
Born with heavenly eyes also needs to be practiced, just like the current Yan Chu, who can see a person's limited future and limited past.
Facial appearance can show a person's life, and the most accurate one is the horoscope. A large part of modern people are born by cesarean section. This kind of acquired horoscope is not accurate. Coupled with the appearance of makeup and plastic surgery, Yan Chu feels that Taoism has declined. There is still some truth to it.
Just looking at Lin Yuan's face, all six relatives are dead, and there are no living brothers and sisters, unless Lin Yuan has plastic surgery, which affects Yan Chu's judgment.
"You better stop calling me master, my level is far from being able to accept apprentices."
Yan Chu didn't even absorb the skills he had learned from his original body. How could he accept apprentices? Isn't that a mistake? Fortunately, he bought a lot of talismans produced by the system before, even if he encountered some difficult ghosts at this stage , There is also a chance of escape.
Just as he was thinking, Yan Chu took a look at the Maoshan talisman he had now.
[Thunder in the Palm] Maoshan technique, exorcising ghosts and evil spirits, ten times
[Meteor Fire Rain] Maoshan Technique is extremely powerful and can be used against ghosts. Three times [Super Curse] Maoshan Technique has a certain chance of being able to supersede ghosts. The number of times these things can be used three times is limited. I don’t know if he will encounter ghosts and monsters later. For the relevant tasks, these things can be saved if they can be saved. Even if they are used, it is best to kill them with one blow.
"I see, master."
Lin Yuan giggled, "Anyway, I've been waiting for you for twenty-eight years, and it doesn't matter if I wait a few more years. As the saying goes, sincerity is as good as gold and stone, you will accept me as an apprentice sooner or later. Now I'll call you master sooner. It's the same."
"But master, do you really know how to tell fortunes, how about you do one for me?"
Yan Chu was thinking about how to ask Lin Yuan's horoscope, but he didn't expect that the other party would ask him to help with fortune-telling.
"22:59 on August 4, 1997."
Lin Yuan helped Yan Chu tidy up the clean sheets, her face showed no signs of nervousness, blue veins appeared on the backs of her hands grasping the sheets.
"Are you sure it's this hour?"
Yan Chu went through the day in his heart, then took a deep look at Lin Yuan and asked.
It is now 2024. According to the calculation of some regions, he can indeed be regarded as 28 years old, which matches his age.
"Of course, I wouldn't even count my own birthday wrong."
Lin Yuan didn't stop moving her hands, she was busy, she was busy walking around the room, but when she was talking, many of his movements deliberately avoided Yan Chu's scrutiny, and turned his back to him.
"What about the place of birth?"
Yan Chu asked a question.
"It's our city's Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, but it's not the current address. It's the old hospital before the relocation. The one on Privet Street has now been converted into a community hospital."
Lin Yuan avoided Yan Chu's sight and said.
The traditional Chinese medicine hospital used to be small in scale, but now there are more and more migrants, and the traditional Chinese medicine hospital has been expanded several times. It finally moved to another place five years ago, and the previous traditional Chinese medicine hospital has become a local community hospital.
"If your name is really Lin Yuan, and you were born at this time and this place, then the person standing in front of me should not be a living person, but a ghost."
Yan Chu's heart sank. These years, months, days, and hours corresponded to the lunar year, the moon, the moon, the day, the hour, and the moment. Combined with the location of birth, they corresponded to the Yin land. These are the six Yin men and women.
If the person in front of him is really Lin Yuan, he should be dead, unless some fortuitous encounter saved his life, but according to Lin Yuan's face, Yan Chu didn't see any signs of death or misfortune. This is the weirdest part.
"impossible."
Lin Yuan's rebuttal was a bit loud.
"I mean, I'm still alive and well. How could I be dead? It seems that Master, you have a higher level of deception. In terms of fortune-telling, you are not as good as me."
He twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to put on a happy look.
"Let me tell you, Master, in the future, you should say more pleasant things to other people's fortune-telling. Look, if I hadn't been filial, I would have been angry with someone else. If a living person stands in front of you, you will say that the person is dead. How unlucky that is."
Lin Yuan chattered and said: "Oh, I forgot that there is only one pillow core at home. Fortunately, there is a home furnishing store downstairs. Wait a minute, master. I'll go buy a new pillow and come back."
He patted his head, turned around and was about to go out.
"Buy another thicker quilt and come back."
Yan Chu took out a stack of money and handed it to Lin Yuan. The reason why he agreed to move in and live with him was to get in close contact with him and inquire about some things he wanted to know.
But at present, the conditions of the Lin family seem to be mediocre.
That's right, relying on Lin Yuan to tell fortunes for some old men and women in places like Fengsu Street, and only charge 20 yuan each time, the money earned every month minus the booth rent and daily expenses, probably is not much left.
He saw that there were only two quilts at home, one was thin and the other was thick, and the weather was still a bit cold, and with just that thin quilt, he must catch a cold.
"Come on."
Lin Yuan grinned, took the money without refusing, and went out, not forgetting to close the door behind her.
"Impossible, impossible."
The moment the door was closed, Lin Yuan's legs went limp and he knelt down on the ground. He rubbed his sore knee, and then rubbed his stiff face from laughing just now. He walked downstairs as if he had left his soul. go.
Yan Chu didn't see this scene. He put down his few luggage and walked around the room. The living room, kitchen, bathroom, every room was clean.
Cleanliness here does not mean hygiene, but the absence of those "dirty things".
After looking at all the rooms, Yan Chu stood outside the locked room, looked at the iron lock that was similar to a decoration to him, stared at it for a long time, then turned and left.
He didn't notice that when he turned around, a faint phantom directly peeled off from him, and then entered the closed door.