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Chapter 153 Dong Yin Yang

Seeing that a customer had finally arrived, the shopkeeper ran over to greet him. After he came with a nod and bow, he immediately recognized Qian Jinzhi and said in surprise: "Isn't this the shopkeeper Qian of Jinzhitang? Oh, you rarely come, but you never do."

Come to my teahouse for tea."

Qian Jinzhi said: "I never drink tea in a teahouse. I drink tea at my own home and rarely go out. But I passed by your place today and stopped by. You can sit down too and let's drink tea and talk together."

Anyway, there were no customers to take care of, so the shopkeeper agreed. He pulled up a chair and sat down, called the waiter to come over and served tea, and then served a plate of snacks. He said flatteringly: "This snack is a gift from me, shopkeeper Qian."

Welcome. By the way, this young master didn’t ask for his name?”

Qian Jinzhi smiled and said: "He is the one you really should get to know well. He is Qiu Wuhen, a famous criminal master hired by Feizhi County. He is very good at solving crimes. He is also very skilled in medicine. Now he is sitting in our Jinzhi Hall and has difficult cases.

They are all looking for him."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he quickly raised his hands and said, "Oh, are you the son-in-law of the Su family?"

Qiu Wuhen was really dumbfounded. It seemed that his identity as a son-in-law was much more resounding than Master Xing Ming or the doctor in charge of Jinzhitang.

He didn't pay much attention to the last two titles. On the contrary, he was very interested in his identity as his son-in-law, so he blurted it out.

Qiu Wuhen was completely unimpressed and nodded: "Yes, it's me."

The shopkeeper said repeatedly: "It's a shame. A well-known scholar is willing to marry into a merchant's family. I guess Mr. Qiu has no choice but to do so. Alas, it's hard for a heroic man to do anything. Read

Scholars of poetry and calligraphy are also forced by life."

Qiu Wuhen was helpless and just said: "Let's not talk about it for now. I am investigating a case and I want to ask the shopkeeper something. So I came to you to sit and drink tea and learn about the case."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he quickly said: "But I don't know what the case is?"

"I'm looking for a tea guest. I want to ask you first if there is a tea doctor named Qi San here. He died yesterday and committed suicide."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately nodded and said, "Yes, there is such a person. His name is Qi San, and he works here."

"A few days ago, a tea guest asked him to deliver a letter to Yeji Temple. Is this true?"

Because it was not long ago, the shopkeeper remembers it very clearly.

He immediately nodded and said: "Yes, a tea guest asked him to deliver a letter and gave him fifty coins."

"But generally tea customers ask the waiter to deliver things, and the tea house must tap the reward given to him. Otherwise, the tea house will suffer losses if the time is wasted."

"So he was quite unhappy when he drew ten cents out of fifty cents."

"I am now checking the person who asked him to deliver the letter. Can you recall who this person is? Have you seen him before? Where can I find him?"

The shopkeeper said quickly: "Of course I know him. He is a regular customer of our teahouse. He is the Mr. Yin Yang who tells fortunes at the gate of the Chenghuang Temple."

"What's his name?"

"His surname is Dong, and we all call him Dong Yin Yang, because he really understands Yin and Yang, can calculate accurately, and can also communicate with gods. Many people who want to talk to people in the underworld go to him."

"He can also perform the great dance, which is better than that of many witches. He sits there and slaps his knees with both hands, crackling, and then starts to invite ghosts to get on his body. His voice is exactly the same as that of a dead person. Because the ghosts are on his body.

, so he is speaking for the ghost, and this move alone is very powerful."

"Is he at the City God's Temple?"

"Yes, I tell people's fortunes at the entrance of the City God's Temple."

"Can you tell me what happened at that time?"

"Actually, it's nothing. It was almost noon that day, and Dong Yinyang came to our teahouse to drink tea. He usually comes to the teahouse to drink tea for a while, and then some tea guests will ask him to tell fortunes or something. It was the same that day, he was drinking tea and telling

Someone was telling fortunes and suddenly called Qi San over and asked him to deliver a letter and gave him fifty cash. Qi San gave me the ten cash and then took the letter and walked out."

"Did he say why he sent this letter, or what the reasons were?"

"That's not true."

Qiu Wuhen picked up the tea cup. It was freezing cold, but the tea was still warm. He drank it immediately and said, "It's really good tea. Shopkeeper Qian, please pay the bill and let's go."

"Why did you leave when your ass is still hot? This tea doesn't taste good once you brew it. You have to drink it a second time and a third time."

"Let's drink slowly another day."

Qian Jinzhi quickly took out his wallet to pay the bill, and hurriedly followed Qiu Wuhen out.

Qiu Wuhen said: "Let's set off immediately. Let's go to the Chenghuang Temple to find Dong Yinyang."

All the way to the Chenghuang Temple, I saw a fortune teller sitting in a corner with his hands in his sleeves and shivering.

However, there was no one in front of his stall. There was a bamboo pole holding a banner with the words Yin and Yang written on it.

It's too cold today, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon, so everyone is busy. Who wants to come here to tell fortunes at this time?

Qiu Wuhen sat down on the stool in front of him, knocked on the table with his hand, and said, "I want to do a fortune telling."

Dong Yinyang looked at Qiu Wuhen, then at Qian Jinzhi. He grinned and said, "It turns out that Mr. Qiu and Shopkeeper Qian are here to support me. I am certainly lucky."

Qiu Wuhen and Qian Jinzhi were both stunned, especially Qian Jinzhi. She had never met Dong Yinyang, nor had she come to him to tell her fortune. How could he recognize her?

Qiu Wuhen said: "You can't tell fortunes and figure out who we are, right?"

"This does not require fortune telling. Both of them are famous in Yunduan County. A fortune teller must not only be able to understand yin and yang, but also have an understanding of the three religions and nine streams. If two people who are ranked high in Yunduan County are like me,

If you don’t even know, then my fortune-telling is probably not accurate, or at least I’m not very discerning.”

Qiu Wuhen smiled and said: "That's true. I heard that many fortune tellers do their homework before telling someone's fortune and know as much about him as possible. Only when he comes to tell his fortune can he be extremely accurate.

Speak out and gain the trust of others. Some people even collude to set up such a trap to make the person who wants to deceive believe that his so-called fortune telling is accurate, and then they can successfully deceive. Of course, I am not talking about you.

It means that some people don’t know if you are like this. If you are like this, that’s not good. It is an illegal crime and you will be punished by the king’s law.”

Dong Yinyang smiled, waved his hand and said: "Mr. Qiu, you don't need to threaten me. I know you are looking for me to find out something. You are afraid that I won't agree, so you scratched my sore feet first. Of course I didn't do what you said.

That kind of business of setting traps for others and then defrauding them of money. I am just a poor fortune teller. I rely on two people's words to earn some money to support my family. I can't afford to offend you two. So if you have anything to say, just tell me. I will tell you everything.

All."

"That's good, let me ask you, do you know that there is a waiter named Qi San in the teahouse? You once went to him to deliver a letter and gave him fifty cents, just for the past few days. Do you still remember this time?

Something?"

"Remember, I don't know if his name is Qi San. I only know that he was a waiter in a teahouse, and he died yesterday. He committed suicide. He let a rock fall and killed himself. It's really shocking. I have long ago

I told him that he would suffer a bloody disaster this year and that he must resolve it, but he didn't listen. If he had listened to me earlier, he would never have been as miserable as he is now."

"Oh, have you told his fortune? What's going on?"

"I often go to the teahouse to drink tea, and we have a nod of friendship. Once he asked me if fortune telling was real or fake. Many people said that fortune telling was just to cheat money. In fact, I had no ability. I told him that I also

I don’t have much ability, but I think his hall is dark, and there will be a bloody disaster this year, so it’s best to spend some money to crack it. I don’t need much money, I can help him crack it with a hundred coins.”

"He refused and said I was setting a trap to deceive him and try to defraud him of money. I said forget it if you don't want to. I never force others, but something happened to him. But I don't want to publicize this matter.

I don’t need to rely on such things to improve my reputation. And I use yin and yang to tell people’s fortunes. Cracking heavenly secrets is inherently against the rules of heaven. It’s better to keep a low profile for this kind of thing. Hehe, am I too wordy?

I'd better ask, sir, what do you want to know?"

Qiu Wuhen said: "Can you give me your hand first? I want to show you your palm."

Dong Yinyang was startled: "Mr. Qiu wants to steal my job, but Mr. Qiu is not a mortal at first glance. He is rich and powerful. Being able to ask him to read my palm is a blessing from my previous life."

He said and stretched out his hand.

Qiu Wuhen's heart was moved. Dong Yinyang actually said that he would be rich and powerful in the future. However, this kind of statement must be a fortune-telling cliché, because the word "rich and rich" is too broad.

Ten thousand yuan can be called wealth, and millionaires and billionaires are of course even more so. So different people may have different understandings of wealth, which is also a cliché.

Qiu Wuhen extracted the fingerprints from his hand, but none of them matched the fingerprints on the letter, which was very strange.

Qiu Wuhen immediately took his other hand and extracted his palm prints and fingerprints. This time, he was surprised and surprised.

Because only the two fingerprints on the envelope match Dong Yinyang's fingerprints, it means that Dong Yinyang did not touch the letter paper in the envelope. Could it be that this letter was not sent by him, or that he just passed this letter?

Take action.

Qiu Wuhen let go of Dong Yinyang's hand and said calmly: "Someone asked you to find someone to send this letter to Yeji Temple, right?"

Dong Yinyang was stunned for a moment and looked at Qiu Wuhen in horror: "It turns out that Mr. Qiu is really a master. He actually saw this. I admire him."

"So I was right. Can you tell me who asked you to ask Qi San to deliver this letter?"

"He was a man who came to me to tell fortunes. This man wanted to tell the yin and yang. After I told him, he gave me one tael of silver, which was very generous. After he finished the calculation, he gave me this letter.

I sent this letter to Yeji Temple for him, and then he left. I was actually quite unhappy in my heart. I thought to myself that being rich is great, can you bury people with money? Do you think I am like that kind of person?

Can money be used to run errands?"

"I, Dong Yin Yang, really understand yin and yang. Fortune telling is enough to support my family. I don't need to rely on small profits to make money, so I was very unhappy. But he left before I could speak, leaving only the letter. So.

I decided to find someone to run this leg for me, after all, he gave me a tael of silver."

"So I found the tea doctor at the teahouse. I later found out that his name was Qi San. I gave him fifty cents and asked him to deliver it. Is there something wrong with this letter? I know Qi San.

There will be a bloody disaster this year, but to be honest, I didn’t tell him directly about the specific time and reason.”

"It's not that I can't calculate, these can be calculated, but he doesn't believe it at all, and says that our calculations are just deceiving people. For people who don't believe in fortune telling, I will never take the initiative to find these.
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