As usual, Shi Zuo asked Li Lijuan to take out the most important thing in her bag and take a look. Li Lijuan churned for a while and carefully took out a wallet from it, containing a photo.

There is only a boy in the photo, sunny and beautiful, smiling cheerfully at the camera.

Shi Zuocai took the photo and glanced lightly, then said:

"Your child is no longer alive?"

Li Lijuan trembled slightly, lowered her head and gritted her teeth:

"yes."

Shi Zuo closed his eyes, and after a while, he said:

"Is it a waste of death if you accumulate resentment?"

"Yes." Li Lijuan could not make any sound.

The young Taoist master in front of him leaned over and lowered his voice:

"The next thing I want to ask you may have nothing to do with fortune-telling... Can you remember what he did on the last day?"

"We... had a fight." Li Lijuan's eyes were filled with tears and she began to choke.

"Hmm, then what?"

"He ran away from home... he went up the mountain alone. I heard from the woodcutter in the town later, saying that I saw my child on the mountain and was still alive at that time... It seemed something was wrong... at night... it was gone..."

"Ms. Li." Master Dao looked at her with a focused expression:

"I hope you can remember carefully what the woodcutter said to you at that time. Did your son reveal to others what he wanted to do and what he planned to do on the day his son went up the mountain..."

Liu Yan's eyes flashed slightly, and she pulled Zuo Cai's corner of her clothes without any trace. She felt that this kind of questioning was too ignorant of the feelings of the person involved. Li Lijuan was already crying. Liu Yan couldn't bear it and took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and handed it to her.

After crying for a while, Li Lijuan recovered a little.

"If you don't say anything else... I didn't say it... but the woodcutter said that when he saw the child, he was wearing a pair of telescopes... that was bought by him after saving up his living expenses."

Shi Zuo's eyes lit up slightly, but his face was silent:

"When I found him later, was the telescope still on my body?"

"I'm gone... He was caught from the river... I'm afraid he's already drifted away."

Shi Zuo took a light breath and closed his eyes:

"I understand. Ms. Li, let's tell you a fortune in the end."

He turned around and nodded to Liu Yanxi beside him. Liu Yanxi handed her the sign on the table. Li Lijuan took the sign, pursed her lips, red eyes, shook it hard, and a bamboo stick fell out of it. Shi Zuo took it and looked at it, saying:

"The person who tied the bell must also be untied. This matter is not about the heavens. It has nothing to do with disasters, only the knots of the heart. Ms. Li, asking God and worshiping Buddha cannot bring the dead back to life, and spending money cannot make you feel at ease. Have you ever asked Master Zhong to lose money and eliminate disasters a few days ago?"

"Yes... At that time, I dreamed of my child every day, and I had no peace after death..."

"Your child's death has nothing to do with gods and Buddhas. He is not a murderous ghost. He will not do evil to you." Master Dao sighed and said:

"I have explained the hexagram of this hexagram to you. In less than three days, the incense money you donated will be lost and regained. This person has passed away. Please live according to your own will."

Li Lijuan felt as if she was shocked and stood up and left in a daze.

However, as soon as she left, another person came across from the table - Dama sat on the chair with a golden sword, raised her legs and said in an extremely frivolous tone:

"Master Dao, let me tell you a fortune."

Shi Zuo felt interesting. He looked up at the man and smiled in his eyes: The man looked more than thirty or forty years, as thin as a monkey, but he was wearing a wide robe. With the autumn wind, his bloated robe swayed in the wind, and he looked like a flag waving in the wind. When he smiled, he could see a few gold teeth embedded in his mouth.

Liu Yanshi frowned slightly - she had visited so many families in Hejia Town by sampling, but she had never heard of the origin of this person. Instead, she could occasionally hear words like "Why is this person a little familiar" from the whispering sounds of onlookers.

She felt something was wrong in her heart, and secretly pulled Shi Zuo Cai's sleeve, indicating that she could not pronounce his surname. Shi Zuo Cai smiled calmly:

"It's okay. You follow the rules and take out the most meaningful thing from your bag and show me."

After hearing this, Big Goldya smiled mockingly:

"Yo? Why, aren't you going to guess what my last name is? Or can you not guess?"

As he said that, he took out the lining of the robe, threw out a wallet, and opened it slowly in front of Shi Zuocai. Shi Zuocai's eyes moved up the wallet--At the moment he was about to open, Jinya closed the wallet again "snap" and sneered:

"Master Dao, you can't hide your trick of cold reading from me."

Shi Zuo was calm and said, "Oh?"

Jinya leaned on the table, and Zuo Cai's eyes were full of provocation:

"You said on the surface that everything has spirits and ask people to open the bag to take out things. In fact, they just want to peek at the placement of the items in the bag while people are searching for things, and then guess the person's behavioral habits through analyzing the clues... Just this is not considered a Taoist practice."

Shi Zuocai didn't say anything, shaking the palm-leaf fan in his hand lightly and staring at him steadily.

Jinya narrowed her eyes slightly and lowered her voice:

"Friend, it's not me that every industry has its own rules. As a colleague, you have to rely on other people's reputation to get to the top. This is a waste of people's jobs. Is it unethical, do you understand?"

Mr. Demon still didn't speak, and his smile became stronger and stronger.

Jinya grinned and continued:

"If you know the appearance, you will know the appearance, where to call us, and where to go. I have recently bought this place. You have to be particular about coming first and then coming. Otherwise, if you are not kind, I won't blame me for being unrighteous..."

Shi Zuo was calm and said lightly:

"If you ask for fortune telling, follow the rules, and there are still people waiting behind you."

Upon hearing this, Jinya raised her eyebrows, spat thick phlegm to the side, suddenly started to attack, suddenly stood up, stepped on the chair, slapped the table, turned around and shouted:

"Dear fellow villagers, you have to see it well. Others can't see it clearly. I can see it clearly - these two bastard Taoists are just charlatans who are flying in front of watching people everywhere! Don't let the lard be fooled, you can't see it clearly!"

"Please think about it very much. What are the things this Taoist asked when telling you fortunes?" He rolled up one sleeve and reached out and pointed at him everywhere:

"This aunt, he said you have something unhappy recently. These three or five days can be considered "recent". Isn't it "recent"? The elder sister over there, he said you like neatness and do housework often - I'm fucking, nine out of ten women in Hejia Town are housewives, who doesn't do housework often? And sister-in-law, he said you have been helped by noble people recently. This month, Master Zhong has been generous in Hejia Town. Anyone who is not a man with his hands is asked for advice. Who has not been helped by noble people? Just say some mysterious and ambiguous words. Isn't this a solid and naughty liar? What else can it be?"

“It seems like this…”

"Something makes sense..."

"I realized after saying this..."

The onlookers began to discuss in a slight manner, and more suspicious eyes were on the two Taoist priests in the middle, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn - from time to time, you could hear people remembering that the Golden Teeth was the guardian of Master Zhong.

At the moment when the atmosphere was getting tense, Dao Master, who was in the middle, finally stood up slowly:

"Don't panic, please listen to me."

The surroundings immediately became quiet and waiting for the "Dao Master" to explain. Jinya leisurely sat down on the chair and hugged his arms, looking like he was eating melon seeds and watching the show.

"Although I am not very good at doing the Tao, I always remember the predecessor's precepts. Monks do not lie, and I cannot be considered to be of high-level fortune-telling skills, and I still have more or less certainly."

Shi Zuocai's words were not very convincing. When people heard this, they just thought they were farting. Jinya had already started to sneer and pick the teeth. But who knew that the next moment, Shi Zuocai turned around again, looked at the Jinya with a meaningful look, and continued:

"We have no limits on empty words, so we might as well return to the starting point and start with this gentleman."

Liu Yan blinked his eyes, and the worry in his eyes flashed, and the sneer on Jinya's face became stronger and stronger, waiting for his dying struggle.

The Demon Mr. held a palm fan and gently knocked on the corner of the table. He immediately bent down and looked at Jinya. Jinya was startled by this shock, and shrank back with the chair. There was a trace of something wrong in his heart. The Master had already stood up, walked out of his seat leisurely, slowly walked around Jinya, and cleared his throat:

"This gentleman's real name is Liu Jinyi, a native of Foshan, Lingnan, and has a junior high school degree. He dropped out of school at the age of fourteen and learned skills with a master of the Candy Man. He moved alone in Beijing at the age of sixteen and stayed in the imperial capital for twenty years. During this period, he changed countless jobs and was deceived into pyramid schemes and also worked as a pickpocket. Until he met a man named Zhong Tianxing in Beijing the same year, he transformed himself into a great guardian of Master Zhong..."

When Shi Zuo first said his name, the golden teeth were already stunned. The further he spoke, he became more and more trembling, sweating in his cold sweat. His previous arrogant expression disappeared in an instant, and he collapsed on the chair, and even breathing became difficult.

After roughly narrating Jinya's life experience, Mr. Demon happened to walk around him, returned to him and leaned down, looking at him with a smile:

"Are I right? Guardian Liu?"

Liu Yan blinked her eyes, full of incredible expressions - even she had no idea how Mr. Demon mastered all the information about this person? Could it be that he really had the mind reading skills?

Jinya was already scared to death:
Chapter completed!