The man was speechless, rubbed his nose, and asked me: "I don't have anything to ask, so just give it a look and see what I can figure out."
He was just looking for trouble. The two people next to him were a little embarrassed, but I didn't care. Since I dare to open a store here, I might meet all kinds of people. If I can't deal with him, Uncle Ma will have to laugh. Losing big teeth.
One of his friends said to him: "If you want someone to tell someone's fortune, you have to tell them your birthday. Otherwise, how can you tell someone's fortune?"
He said nonchalantly: "Really? Why don't I believe it? If there is no birthday, it can't be calculated, so he doesn't have much ability."
I was really speechless when I encountered such a bad thing during the Chinese New Year. I didn't say anything, I just stared at him with two eyes.
He was a little embarrassed by my look, and asked me: "Look, why are you staring at me? If you see something, just say it. If you can't see it, just say you can't see it..."
I chuckled and said, "In that case, I won't be polite. Let me ask you, did your dad die more than ten years ago?"
I didn’t want to say this because of the Chinese New Year, but he asked me to say it, so you can’t blame me.
As expected, the man was stunned for a moment, then looked at the two friends: "Did you tell him that my dad is gone?"
The two men shook their heads repeatedly: "We didn't say anything, it was all the master who saw it."
Then he looked at me in confusion: "You are right, my father has been dead for more than ten years. What else do you see? Do you know how he died?"
I squinted my eyes slightly, and a picture appeared in my mind.
"Your father fell to his death from a tree. You must have been twelve or thirteen years old when he died, right?"
As soon as I said this, he finally showed surprise, looked at his two friends with distrust again, and then asked me: "Tell me, what does he look like?"
If it had been someone else, he would have been kicked out long ago. What the hell are you asking for? Even if you are celebrating the Chinese New Year, why are you kidding me?
In the past, I always thought that I was a cultivator and could not see the same things as these mortals, but now I find that this idea does not apply to everyone.
I am already a cultivator, and you, a mere mortal, are challenging me. Can I pamper you?
I said to him directly: "Your dad's hair is very long and messy. It seems that he hasn't washed it for ten days and a half. He has two small mustaches and is a bit dark..."
He was startled, scratched his hair and said, "That seems to be true. Can you tell whether he is tall or short?"
I rolled my eyes at him: "I can't tell, because your dad was lying on the ground. He probably went to cut a tree branch and accidentally slipped and fell from the tree. He was seriously injured. I feel like he was in the hospital for a few days. Just die."
At this time, the look in the man's eyes was no longer as casual as before. He looked at me with his eyes wide open and his eyes were dull.
"You... how did you calculate this? I didn't tell you anything. My dad did fall to death while cutting down a tree branch. He lay in the hospital for three days and died. But I have never heard of this. I told others..."
The two people next to me were also shocked. They looked at me as if they were looking at an old god.
In fact, this is nothing unusual. As long as the Xian family is willing to investigate, their family can't hide anything. I will know it in a minute.
But sometimes, the Immortal Family doesn't check everything, because the more they know, the more secrets they see, which may not be a good thing for their disciples.
Many times, the Immortal Family does not tell its disciples a complete story, but requires the disciples to guess half of it. This is also the reason.
But sometimes, if this person is deliberately looking for trouble, then he must be shocked!
I smiled at him: "I want to know what's going on with you. Even if you don't speak, I can easily find out. And your dad has been following you, can't you feel it?"
He was startled and quickly looked around behind him.
"Where is he? Why is he following me? Don't scare me. I'm a coward..."
"Hehehe, I see you are quite courageous."
"Master, don't blame me. Master, don't blame me. I just talk without thinking. I shouldn't have spoken like that just now. Don't be angry. Please tell me quickly. Why did my dad follow me?"
I didn't say anything and glanced at him again. He suddenly remembered something and quickly took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and pressed it respectfully in front of the hall.
"I forgot, I forgot, it's a rule to pay for money, I was wrong, I was wrong, master, don't be as knowledgeable as me, hahahaha..."
He laughed to hide his embarrassment and nervousness. Seeing that he had given in, I smiled and then asked.
"You didn't visit your father's grave during the Chinese New Year, right?"
"Uh... I really haven't gone there yet. My father's cemetery is a bit far away. It's in Mudanjiang. I haven't been back for three or four years."
He spoke normally now, no longer arrogant, and his voice became lower. He answered whatever I asked, and he was very honest.
I said to him: "I knew you didn't go to the grave, otherwise your father wouldn't be able to come find you."
His face was a little ugly, and he asked me cautiously: "But I transferred money to my hometown and asked my brother to pay a visit to my grave. Isn't this also okay?"
I shook my head: "Of course not. You think you contributed the money, but the ancestors of the family only care about who is gone, and you cannot contribute the money. Besides...how much money did you take?"
He was a little embarrassed: "Not much, just a hundred."
I was speechless and said: "You only have to pay 100 yuan, but you still want your ancestors to bless you, and your father likes to look for you. Wouldn't he be better to you when he was alive?"
He said: "Yes, my father really cares about me the most, but I am too far away and busy with work. I really can't go back..."
I smiled: "It's only more than three hours from Harbin to Mudanjiang. Saying you don't have time is an excuse, but it's up to you. I just say whatever I see and remind you. In addition, your dad has always If I follow you and complain that you don’t give me money, you can take care of it yourself.”
He became more and more frightened: "He...where is he?"
I pointed at him: "It's just you. He seems to be very angry. He has no clothes to wear and no money to spend. Ask your brother if he hasn't given you clothes in the past few years. Besides, I think he has a fever." The paper money seems to be bubble wrap with nothing printed on it, the kind that is very soft."
He quickly took out his cell phone and ran to the door to make a call.
After a while, he ran back again and looked at me with admiring eyes: "It's true, he said he would just give away money, but he never gave away clothes, and the paper money he gave was indeed the kind of money you said. Zhi, Master, you are simply a living god!"
