I glanced at Ma Yunfeng and said to myself that it was indeed the way I thought. Fortunately, 180 yuan is not expensive, so just pay for it.
Ma Yunfeng didn't want to take it, but seeing that I didn't say anything, he understood what I was thinking, so he had no choice but to take the money out, counted one hundred and eighty, and made a relationship.
When the woman saw that Ma Yunfeng had paid, she quickly came over to encourage me.
"Young man, if you have any other questions, please ask them together. The master is not here every day. If you catch up today, it is an opportunity. Don't miss it."
Actually, I really didn’t have anything to ask. I just wanted to ask him if he knew the origin of the porcelain jar I brought.
But every time I wanted to express this idea, I seemed to be blocked by some force, and I couldn't express it several times.
That porcelain jar has always been in my arms.
Finally, I shook my head and said, "I have nothing to ask. Master, just tell me what you can tell. I won't lose the hexagram gold."
As I said that, I took out thirty yuan and put it on the table.
At that time, thirty yuan for a fortune telling was considered the normal price.
He picked up his pipe and took two puffs. He was silent for a moment and then said to me: "I'll give you a piece of advice. Just sweep the snow in front of your door. Curiosity killed the cat. Don't meddle in other people's affairs. Be at ease."
This sentence obviously wants to tell me to mind my own business.
I laughed: "Okay, I remember it, thank you, master!"
He also smiled, and then said: "So, if you pick up something in the past two days, it is best to put it back quickly. If you cause something that has nothing to do with you, it is best not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise it will be easy for yourself. Cause trouble."
It's so amazing. From what he meant, he seemed to be able to tell what I picked up?
That porcelain jar was indeed picked up.
But I didn’t say much, just nodded in agreement, stood up and planned to leave.
When he came to the door, Master Gan suddenly said something leisurely again.
"Remember, if something weird happens in the past two days, just follow what I just said. First, don't meddle in other people's business. Second, if you pick something up, put it back quickly. If it's inconvenient, you can also send it to I'm here, I can help you deal with it."
"Okay, thank you master, I will remember it."
Ma Yunfeng and I left the store, but just as we were going out, I saw a somewhat familiar face walking in from the outside.
But this person didn't pay attention to me, maybe because he was wearing thicker clothes. He didn't even look at me and went straight into the store.
I glanced around and was stunned for a moment, then I remembered.
Isn't this person Dong Wei?
It was the guy who framed Han Dawei and kicked me out of the mall.
What is he doing here?
With doubts, Ma Yunfeng and I returned to the folk culture market.
As expected, his small shop didn't have many customers. We walked there for a long time and nothing happened.
When I came back and sat down, Ma Yunfeng asked me: "Don't you want to ask him about the origin of that porcelain jar? Why didn't you take it out and keep it in your arms?"
I frowned: "I don't know either, but as soon as I saw him, I didn't know what was going on. I didn't want to take it out immediately. And do you think that person is weird?"
Ma Yunfeng nodded: "It's quite weird. Not only is he weird, I think everyone in that store is also weird. The aura is wrong."
It seems that Ma Yunfeng still has some skills, so I said: "Yes, the aura of that store is not right, so I didn't ask any more questions, but he is pretty good, he actually saw your name at a glance and knew you." The entrance to the hall was sealed."
Ma Yunfeng was also a little suspicious. He took the bag he had just returned from, looked at it and said, "Yeah, I'm also wondering how he saw it, but when he was looking at me just now, to be honest, I was a little confused. , it seemed that for a moment, I was no longer me, and I felt like I was being controlled."
I thought for a while and asked: "Is it the feeling of an immortal's upper body?"
He said: "It's a bit similar, but different, because it only lasts for a moment, and then it becomes normal. The feeling is almost like drinking alcohol."
I can almost understand this feeling, and it almost happened to me when I was in that store. However, the Immortal Protector immediately took over, so I escaped the disaster.
It was precisely because of this that I stopped Ma Yunfeng when he wanted to stick his head out.
Who knows what that guy would do?
Ma Yunfeng also remembered that incident and said: "Also, when he asked me to stretch my head over, I was confused for a moment and stretched it over involuntarily. Fortunately, you pulled me. I always felt That guy is very evil."
"It's quite evil, and what he reminded me seemed to imply that something weird would happen in the past two nights. And don't use the bag he gave you, as you may not know what's inside."
I said, carefully taking out the black porcelain jar and looking at it in my hand.
This jar is not big, so although there are talisman textures on it, you can't actually see it clearly.
Of course, maybe it’s because I don’t know him.
At this time, I asked Ma Yunfeng to bring a lamp over, shine it on the porcelain jar, and then identify it bit by bit with him.
I studied it for a long time, but because the characters on it were all ancient characters, similar to seal characters, it was a bit difficult to identify. After a long time of effort and guessing, I finally recognized a few of them.
But in fact, there are only eight characters that can be recognized: Yinshan Dharma King, Five Ghosts Yama.
"The Dharma King of Yinshan Mountain, the Five Ghosts of Yama."
Ma Yunfeng frowned and read out these words one by one.
Then, I looked at him, he looked at me, and said three words in unison.
"Yinshan Sect?"
He was stunned and asked me: "Do you also know the Yinshan Sect?"
I nodded: "Even you know it, of course I know it, I just didn't recognize these words last night."
He said: "I know that the Yinshan Sect originated from the Western Hunan Dharma sect, but they have very few people and have almost disappeared from the world. How come their ghost collecting jars are here?"
The Yinshan sect's ghost collection jar?
Hunan, Xiangxi Dharma?
I suddenly understood something and said to Ma Yunfeng: "Isn't that Master Gan we just met from Hunan?"
Ma Yunfeng slapped his thigh: "Yes, is it possible...this thing belongs to him?"
I thought for a while: "It's very possible, because he just said something, asking me to send back whatever I picked up, or give it to him. I guess he must know that his ghost collecting jar is lost."
Ma Yunfeng added: "Yes, and you were sitting across from him just now. It stands to reason that he could also sense that his ghost collecting jar was on you, so he said those words."
I nodded heavily: "Yes, no wonder the Immortal family reminded me to come here to find you. This is really hard to find, and it takes no effort at all!"
