At night, the Daxian Temple is full of shops and stalls, crowded with people, and very lively.
Except for a few faithful men and women who come here to offer incense and make vows, most of the people who come here are foreign tourists, both Chinese and foreign, black and white. Various languages and cries are intertwined into a symphony.
Chu Waner was happily eating a bowl of curry fish balls.
Tiezhu was grilling skewers in his left hand, and stinky intestines and beef offal in his right hand, and his mouth was full of oil.
Zhang Jiaqiang shook his head helplessly, threw the last shrimp powder fruit in his hand into his mouth and chewed it.
"In half an hour, you two have eaten three portions of fish eggs, six portions of offal, more than twenty shaomai, and a lot of mess. Are you still going to sleep tonight? You are not allowed to eat any more!"
Chu Waner pouted and said, "Brother, why don't you come out to play? If you don't want to eat and drink and taste the local delicacies, what else are you doing? You really think that the scenery here is very good and it is not as lively as the City God Temple!"
Zhang Jiaqiang was afraid that she would ruin her stomach, so he whispered in his ear, "Eat it, and you will become a fat pig, and I will seduce Yang Shiyao!"
Chu Waner's eyes widened and she angrily threw the foam bowl in her hand into the trash can.
"To lose weight, from today on, I will only eat the calories I need and count the rice grains when I add them to the pot. That's it. You can't hook up with her. I hate her when I see her!"
"You have big breasts and no brains, and you're still so slutty. I'm so disgusted. Brother, I also want a bowl of stinky intestines..."
Zhang Jiaqiang gritted his teeth and said, "Eat it, your mouth will stink after eating it, don't even think about kissing me tonight!"
This trick finally worked, Chu Waner put her little hands behind her back, "I won't eat, I won't eat!"
"Hey brother, let's go to fortune telling and see what our future fortune will be!"
She pointed to a fortune-telling booth made of yellow silk on the side of the road and said.
Tie Zhu said, "Let's be more careful. I don't know who arranged the tracking of that person just now. There must be more than one person!"
Zhang Jiaqiang said, "It's okay. Although it's chaotic here, the security is still good. There are many plainclothes patrolling in the dark. They don't dare to do anything openly!"
Chu Waner pulled Zhang Jiaqiang to the fortune-telling stall, and saw a young woman telling fortunes inside.
The fortune teller with a few mustaches on his chin said politely, "Please wait outside for a moment, and then you can come in after I finish reading the fortune for this female benefactor!"
They were afraid of leaking their privacy. Zhang Jiaqiang understood and took Chu Waner and stood a few steps outside.
After a while, the woman came out, glanced at them, hurried away into the distance, and disappeared into the sea of people in the blink of an eye.
The two of them went in. Tiezhu stood at the door like a door god, blocking other curious eyes.
Chu Waner asked softly while sitting in front of the stall.
"Sir, how do you calculate this?"
The fortune teller pointed to the things on the table and said.
"There is a lottery box here. There are sixty-four carts hanging in it. You can choose one at will and I will interpret the lottery for you. If you don't like it, you can shake the turtle shell. The copper coins inside will come out and I will interpret the fortune for you. There is also a more troublesome method, which requires you to report your birth horoscope, and I will determine your fortune for the coming year!"
Chu Waner tilted her head and looked at Zhang Jiaqiang, "Brother, what do you like?"
Zhang Jiaqiang shook his head and said, "You can do whatever you want, I'll take a look and then I'll say it!"
Chu Waner pointed at the lottery tube and said, "Then let me draw lots!"
The fortune teller pushed the fortune teller in front of her and made a sign of invitation.
Chu Waner closed her eyes, shook the bamboo stick for a while, and finally pulled out a bamboo stick at random.
Zhang Jiaqiang looked curiously from the side and saw the words on the bamboo stick - the first number, the top number, the handsome hero shows off his heroism, one arrow clearly points to Da Ao, the proud spring breeze carries full sleeves, and the sound of the horse's head sings the number one scholar high.
Chu Wan'er naturally didn't understand what was going on and handed the bamboo stick to the fortune teller.
"Please give me the signature!"
"Prosperous family and home, quick recovery from illness, good health, safe travels, harmonious marriage, good fortune, both literary and martial arts, strong and strong, hit the target with one blow, beautiful scenery and fish fat"
The fortune teller shook his head and said.
"This is the best sign. Anyone who gets this sign will have everything go smoothly and all their wishes will come true. It's a good sign. I wonder what your guest wants to ask?"
Chu Waner glanced at Zhang Jiaqiang again and said with a slight blush on her pretty face.
"I want to ask about marriage!"
The fortune teller showed an expression that was indeed true and pondered for a moment.
"Those who seek this lottery will surely get a good marriage. Congratulations to you, girl. Although there are some hardships in marriage, you will be satisfied in the end, but be careful not to..."
He chatted for five minutes, talking about Chu Waner so happily that he looked at Zhang Jiaqiang with a shy face.
"Hurry up and reward me, I don't have any money!"
Zhang Jiaqiang secretly laughed for a while, this girl is so easy to fool, he believed in this trick, took out a gold bull that had been redeemed in advance and handed it over.
The fortune teller was overjoyed when he saw it was a thousand yuan. Such generous high-rollers are rare.
He said with a smile on his face, "Thank you. This gentleman looks full of nobility. He must have been born in a wealthy family, but I can see that there is a little blood in you, and there may be a small disaster. Today How about I give you a free hexagram to help you turn bad luck into good luck?"
Zhang Jiaqiang frowned slightly, does this guy really have some skills, or is he just talking nonsense?
Everyone is curious, and Mr. Zhang is not immune to this, so he nodded immediately.
"Then I'm sorry to trouble you, but the hexagram gold cannot be missing. I've heard that no hexagram can be produced without gold, and I doubt that the hexagram is accurate!"
The fortune teller nodded with a smile, pointed at the things on the table and said, "You are an expert, please choose!"
Zhang Jiaqiang glanced at the lottery tube and other things and suddenly said, "Can you measure the characters?"
"Of course you can, please feel free to write a word or say it!"
Zhang Jiaqiang groaned, "Strong, strong, strong!"
The fortune teller picked up the writing brush and wrote the word "strong" on a piece of yellow paper. He looked at it carefully for a long time and then sighed.
"What do you want to count?"
"Ask for money!"
The fortune teller exclaimed, "Qiang, half of it is the bow of bows and arrows, and half of it is of course. If you ask about wealth, it will fall on this bow, which means that this wealth requires the use of force. It depends on you." With your appearance, you are not that kind of person..."
The fortune teller's expression suddenly changed as he spoke, "Can you tell me your birth horoscope?"
Zhang Jiaqiang felt dazed for a while, but finally told him the date of birth in the Gregorian calendar.
The fortune teller took out a perpetual calendar, checked it, and wrote down his birthday in the lunar calendar.
I saw the fortune teller's brows getting tighter and tighter, and his face turning pale.
Next to her, Chu Waner said anxiously, "Master, is my brother in trouble?"
The fortune teller suddenly raised his head and said with a smile, "I have little talent and little knowledge, so I can't tell your fate!"
He reluctantly took out the golden bull and placed it gently in front of Zhang Jiaqiang.
"According to the rules, I can't accept this money!"
"I never got back the money I paid, thank you very much!"
Zhang Jiaqiang didn't take the money, picked up Chu Wan'er and turned away.
The fortune teller suddenly stood up and shouted loudly, "Since I have accepted your money, I want to give you a message: the land of right and wrong will not be long gone, so you can take care of yourself!"
