bigabreads Chapter 122: Fate
Chapter 122: Fate
When Shiwulang's adoptive father was still alive and his family was well-off, he and Jiuniang took Shiwulang to the market to play together, but Shiwulang was still young at that time, and his memory was already blurred. Xinghua Town The bazaar is far from being able to compare with the scale of the capital. He walked all the way, and everything he saw was fresh.
He shared the dragon candy painting with Florian and the others and ate it, and kept looking at his new little pet.
The small fish was packed in a half-bamboo tube by the hawker, the clear water rippled slightly, and the small black fish swam lightly, occasionally spitting out two bubbles towards its new owner.
There are also fish in the small river next to Xujia Village, but it’s not as interesting as this kind of small fish, and the friends in Xujia Village, affected by various rumors, don’t like to play with Shiwulang, only Shiwulang Man, Jiu Niang forbids him to go into the river, and this is the first time he catches such a small fish.
Two holes were drilled in the upper end of the bamboo tube, through which the twisted hemp rope was threaded, and two knots were tied, so that Shiwulang could lift it up easily.He stared at the little fish again and again, then smiled and said to Sima Qing: "I'm going to take this back and show it to my brother."
When local children catch small fish, they can go home and pick them up in bowls or basins. For this bamboo tube, they spent another penny, but the hawker gave a small pack of fish food as a gift.
Fifteen Lang, who has already learned arithmetic, calculated their current expenses. In the following time, he was very careful and refused to ask for anything.
The few people strolled around for a while, and Sima Qing realized something was wrong after a while, and he didn't show Shiwulang's carelessness, but smiled helplessly at Florian: "Okay, you still have to worry about it?" Want to buy something?"
He took his two children out to play today.
Florian was keenly aware of the joke hidden in Sima Qing's words, and wanted to reach out to rub his hair, but was blocked by the hat, and the smile on his face was also mixed with a little helplessness: "I'm not a child anymore. "
Fifteen Lang, a real kid, stared at his own little fish, pretending that he didn't hear.
So they took the remaining six copper coins, each drank a bowl of sour plum soup, and ordered a plate of small desserts.
It stands to reason that it happened to be Liu Wen, the young boss smiled shyly at Sima Qing, and was only willing to charge them five Wen.He was originally a small business with meager profits, and Sima Qing was already very pleasantly surprised to be willing to give a discount.
So they had a penny left in the end, and Florian and Shiwulang refused to use it. They only said that they had both played what they wanted to play, and Sima Qing could make up her own mind about what she wanted to play. .
Sima Qing originally wanted to keep this copper coin as a souvenir. After all, it was the first time they went to the market together. On Yuanluo Star, the shopping with Florian on the commercial street seemed to have happened a long time ago. that's it.
Think about the generosity of Florian's shots before, and the huge weight he showed when he was in Yuan Luoxing.But he only had such a few pennies, so he had to save with him. Sima Qing, who somehow felt that he should be regarded as the half master of this region, was so embarrassed.
He was about to propose to go home together, when he saw a small table for fortune-telling at a corner not far away.
They also walked around this market, and this was the first time they saw a signboard, claiming that they could do fortune telling and Fengshui.
Having lived in the capital for a period of time, Sima Qing also gradually understood the habits and tendencies of some capital residents.
For example, regarding matters related to metaphysics, the locals either went to seek advice from the great monk of the Qianfo Temple in the west of the city, or they trusted the disciples of the Qingyishan National Teacher's line.
One is an ancient temple with constant incense for hundreds of years, and the other is a national teacher sect recognized by the dynasty. These two almost monopolize the market in this area of the entire capital.
To be able to openly set up a stall like this in the cracks between these two families, and still be able to support their families, must be someone with real skills.I just don't know what it's about.
Some Feng Shui masters are only mediocre in professional things, but they are eloquent, and they can fool people into believing him and obediently handing over their money. This is his true skill.It's just not what Sima Qing expected.
Sima Qing looked at the booth curiously, Florian seemed to be able to see what was going on in his mind, leaned into his ear and whispered: "If you want to take a look, I will accompany you Together." He paused, and added: "This person only charges a penny for meeting."
Sima Qing's heart was moved immediately, and they only had a penny left just now, could this be fate destined by heaven?
There was another customer blocking the booth, and Sima Qing couldn't see the face of the master clearly, let alone imagine how Florian could see the small print on the booth clearly, just casually holding ten Goro walked over together.
When it was safe to get in, the person in front of the line just paid the bill, stood up and left seemingly satisfied, but Sima Qing's eyes suddenly fixed, there was something wrong with this person!
Sima Qing could see the luck above the customer's head very clearly, it was about the size of a candle, which was the common size of commoners in this area, and it could almost be ignored while walking and crying.
The aura above the heads of Mr. Chen and Jiuniang is very obvious, it is as big as a torch, and Sima Qing can see the lively aura from a long distance away.
The air luck above Shiwulang's head was even more extraordinary, like a blazing bonfire, with a tendency to almost rush into the sky.
Sima Qing originally thought that the feng shui master who was blocked by the customer had ordinary luck on his head, and it was also very normal to be blocked by the customer's hair bun.But now that he was so close and no one was blocking him, he could see clearly—there was no sign of luck above the opponent's head.
This was the third person Sima Qing saw who had no sign of luck on his head.
The supernatural power produced by his spiritual cultivation method is also very wonderful.In fact, it does not belong to the effect that exercises should have.
After that strange person appeared, he and Momo also discussed this aspect.She felt that Sima Qing was able to see the luck above the opponent's head and the luck of the planet because, as a cultivator, he had already entered a higher realm than ordinary people.
From top to bottom, it is naturally simple and relaxed.And there are many possibilities for not being able to see the other party's luck. If the other party is a cultivator like yourself, at the same level or at a higher level than yourself, of course it is difficult to see the other party's luck.
In addition, there are two possibilities. One is that the other party is not a human being. If it is just a simulated robot, Sima Qing will not be able to tell if the program responds or is controlled remotely; look, the other is that the other party can Controlling the aura that leaks out, not interacting with that kind of will in the dark, naturally you can't generate luck on your head.
Sima Qing's heart was beating heavily and powerfully, which one of these three possibilities did the other party belong to?He didn't know which option he was more inclined to, but he knew that this might be an opportunity.
But whether the result of this meeting will make them go in a better or worse direction, Sima Qing doesn't know what to do, which makes him a little nervous.
But when he sat in front of the hexagram booth, his tone of voice was so calm that even he himself was a little surprised: "Master, please show me your face."
The white-bearded and gray-haired Guaji raised his head. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were obvious, and the muscles on his cheeks were drooping a little. It was obvious that he was not very young, but his eyes were still clear and bright, with a kind of expression that should belong to him. The purity of youth.
No wonder his booth can occupy a place here, just looking at his appearance, he is already very extraordinary, Sima Qing silently sighed in her heart.Although she had doubted whether the other party was really capable before, but did not see the luck above the other party's head, Sima Qing already knew very well that the other party's attainments in this area could not be said to be much better than her own.
The fact is exactly as he thought, the other party just looked at him with that kind of penetrating eyes, then silently lowered his head, added two sums to his account book, and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency is also a colleague, right? Setting up a stall here is just to make a living, why come here to smash my business?"
Glancing at the other party's desktop, Sima Qing was also a little speechless. This really capable divination master set up a stall in the market environment, and even started a side job helping people read and write letters in order to make ends meet. How powerful is the Thousand Buddha Temple and Qingyi Mountain, so that people who can run to such a level are just making ends meet?
Sima Qing thought about her true level, and couldn't help feeling guilty.
The hexagram master just put down his pen: "Young master, if you want someone to show your face, you have to take off the veil on your head."
Sima Qing: ...
He was in a hurry to take off the hat, but he didn't expect this kind of development when he went out. To save trouble, he inserted the hairpin into the wig and hooked it with the hat.Now to take the hat off, you have to take off the wig too...
This is a huge project.Even with Florian's help, it only reduced his damage to the veiled cap, and it did not change the result of removing the wig.
The divination master was obviously even more speechless. Shiwulang couldn't look directly at Mr. Sima, who he thought was wise and mighty, so he pulled Sima Qing's sleeve silently, and said in a low voice, "Sir, just lift up the veil." .”
Sima Qing: ...
In short, they were finally able to have a good talk face to face.
In view of Sima Qing's previous performance, that very capable divination master did not continue with his original plan and went around a few more circles before vaguely mentioning his real reason for coming, but simply and clearly raised his biggest question : "Which sect and sect do you learn from?"
Sima Qing shook her head silently: "I don't have a master, I almost learned by myself." When his parents were still there, they just gave him enlightenment, and no one took him as an apprentice.As for the inheritance of Shinto...
Forget about that.
The other party stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "I think you are talented, do you want to be my apprentice?"
Sima Qing's eyes widened, so the ancients were so casual? !