The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 623

[Chapter 623 Divine Calculation]

Telling “Little girl, what are you talking about? The master is very accurate in fortune telling.”

When the middle-aged woman next to her heard this, she turned to look at Fang Ru and said.

Fang Ru looked at her, and just as she was about to speak, she heard a voice from in front of her: “Master, can you figure out what I want to ask?”

The crowd of people watching suddenly fell silent, including the middle-aged woman. He no longer thought about arguing with Fang Ru, but looked at the so-called master, looking forward to his answer.

I saw the gray-haired and white-robed master who looked like Gandalf. He made a few spells in a serious manner. Then he looked at the middle-aged man sitting in front of him and said slowly: “This benefactor wants to ask his descendants. Matters about future generations?”

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man froze in place, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

After a moment, he said, “Master, can you be more specific?”

The master closed his eyes and was silent for a while. He slowly opened his eyes, only to see that his eyes were filled with energy, staring at the man sitting in front of him, slowly. He said slowly: “I think what the donor wants to ask is the education of future generations.”

“You…”

The middle-aged man heard this, his eyes widened, and he trembled: “You are really amazing!

Quanzi passed the provincial examination this year. But I don’t know where I will be ranked in next year’s examination. Master, can you calculate it for me?”

When everyone heard this, a burst of discussion broke out.

“The master is right again!”

“It’s really amazing. What kind of master is this? He is simply an old god!”

“Even if I don’t go anywhere today, I must let the old god tell my fortune for me!”

“”

Zhao When Yan and Xiuer saw this scene, they also had surprised expressions on their faces.

Especially Zhao Yan, who didn’t know what she thought of, a light flashed in her eyes, looking at the master, looking like she was ready to make a move. The master of

“Birthday and Eight Characters”

asked a few metaphysical questions, then closed his eyes and performed the secret formula again.

All in all, after going through an operation that was like something from a fairy novel, I picked up the langhao brush in my hand and slowly wrote a few words on the paper.

“This is a secret, only you know it. Don’t leak it, otherwise your life will be in danger.”

The master’s voice was solemn and serious, and seemed to have a magical power that could make people awe-inspiring.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded hurriedly: “I understand, I understand. It will not be leaked. Don’t worry, Master.”

After saying that, he reached out and took the white paper. After reading the words written on it clearly, I was immediately overjoyed.

He suddenly raised his eyes, looked at the master, and asked: “Master, master, is everything you said true?”

When the master heard this, his expression changed slightly, with an unhappy expression on his face, and he said lightly : “If you don’t believe it, you can leave.”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately panicked and hurriedly explained: “Little one, that’s not what I mean.

The master has boundless magic power and wonderful calculations. How can I not believe it?”

After saying that, he took out a banknote from his arms, put it on the table, and said respectfully: “This is a small thought, I hope you don’t dislike it, master.”

“I tell people’s fortunes out of interest. Money It’s something external to me, I don’t care about it, the donor should take it back as soon as possible,”

the master said calmly without even looking at the banknote.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he became even more convinced that this was an old immortal. He took out a banknote from his arms and said respectfully: “Young master, I know that the master is a person from outside the world and cannot see these mortal beings.”

But these are the only things I have, so please don’t dislike it, Master!”

After

saying this, the middle-aged man stood up and bowed deeply, showing respect.

When the master heard this, he raised his eyes and glanced at him, sighed secretly, and said: “That’s all, these mortal things, I will keep them for you for the time being. If you want them anytime, you can take them back.” Fang

Xiu heard

this

After saying this, I felt a little speechless, and even began to suspect that the middle-aged man was dragging his feet.

How could no one see such an obvious scam?

Looking around, I saw that everyone had expressions of reverence.

Fang Xiu couldn’t help but shook his head and could only sigh, feudal superstition is really harmful to people.

When the middle-aged man saw that the master was finally willing to accept his money, he showed a happy expression on his face, bowed again, took the piece of paper with the hexagram written on it, and left.

After that, naturally there was another fight.

Everyone wants this master to make a fortune for them.

Fang Xiu felt bored and was about to ask Zhao Yan and Xiu’er to leave.

But Zhao Yan stood up and said loudly: “If you have three taels of silver per person, don’t compete with me!”

Suddenly, the whole open space became much quieter.

Everyone looked at Zhao Yan with suspicion.

There were not two hundred people present, but at least more than a hundred.

What is the concept of a person’s three taels of silver?

It would cost at least three hundred taels of silver, enough to provide food, clothing, and daily life for an ordinary family for more than ten years.

When Zhao Yan saw this scene, she took out a stack of silver notes from her arms, put it aside, and said, “After I calculate the fortune, you can divide the money between yourselves!”

Under the lantern, the stack The banknotes looked particularly eye-catching.

For a moment, no one stepped forward to fight for it.

I have to say that no matter what time it is, money is still the most useful thing.

When Fang Xiu saw this scene, he was a little speechless, and then a little strange. He turned to look at Xiu’er and asked, “Where did she get so much money?”

Xiu’er approached her young master and whispered: “The money the master just gave to the slave and the money to Miss Fang were all borrowed by Miss Zhao.” When

Fang Xiu heard this, he was even more speechless and turned to look at Fang Ru.

But Fang Ru had a happy expression on her face and was settling accounts: “Fifty taels of silver, three times it is one hundred and fifty taels!

Hahaha”

As expected by Fang Xiu, Zhao Yan collected these more than three hundred taels in one go. I’m afraid it’s not as easy as Xiu’er said for two silver coins.

After all, all her money is stored in Baolefang.

Since there was no one to grab her, Zhao Yan naturally sat opposite the master.

But before she opened her mouth, she heard the master say: “This girl, do you want to calculate your marriage?”

“”

“”

Zhao Yan was speechless, and Fang Xiu was speechless.

Fang Ru, who was standing next to Fang Xiu, was very indifferent, as if she had expected it.

After being stunned for a moment, Zhao Yan’s pretty face turned red and she whispered, “Master, can you do the math for me?”

The master stroked his beard, closed his eyes, and shook his head.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes, without making any inklings or writing, he just said firmly: “A girl’s marriage is far away in the horizon, but close at hand!”

(End of this chapter)