After Wu Sheng arrived at Suoyun Road, he caught up with Da Caowei and continued to pursue him.
But there is also an advantage. The farther away you are from Cuiyun Valley, the fewer people know you, and the risk of exposure when asking for information is smaller.
But Jin Wuhuan's whereabouts were still lost, and no one had seen him in this area. Wu Sheng was worried. If he couldn't find Jin Wuhuan, how could he open the door to his own practice?
After thinking hard, he came to Hongshanji, which was already the north entrance of Daze. After leaving Hongshanji, he left Yunmengze.
Hongshan Market is a small market. It is cold winter and there are few people traveling, making it even more depressed. Wu Sheng came to a shop selling wine, ordered a bowl of salted dried tofu, half a can of rice wine, and drank smoked fish.
The wine shop was very simple, with half a broken wall and half a bamboo fence. The old wine seller was leaning against the stove in the corner, warming wine for Wu Sheng. Besides, there was no one else in the shop.
Wu Sheng ate two pieces of rice cake and felt something in his stomach. He slowly sipped the rice wine and looked at the row of large and small houses opposite. Most of these houses are simple, usually with simple earthen walls and wooden doors. Only one has a courtyard wall and the door is covered with tiles.
Wu Sheng had only been to Hongshanji a few times, and he had always passed by without stopping, so he didn't recognize it. However, based on experience, he still locked onto the house with the courtyard and observed it quietly.
After sitting there for a whole afternoon, I couldn't observe anything. The gate of the courtyard was closed and no one came in or out.
After thinking for a moment, Wu Sheng turned his head and looked at the old man by the stove: "Old man, I want to ask you about someone."
The old man turned his head: "Who does the guest want to ask?"
Wu Sheng said: "Divination of thirty."
The old man boiled another bowl of wine and came over to pour it for Wu Sheng: "What does the guest want to do with him?"
Wu Sheng pointed to the small courtyard diagonally opposite: "Does he live there?"
The old man nodded: "Yes, but he is not at home and has gone out."
Wu Sheng was very disappointed. He had heard about Divination's reputation. It was said that he was very good at divination. People often came from far away to ask him to divine good or bad fortune. Regardless of whether it was effective or not, they charged thirty money for each calculation.
In the past, Wu Sheng didn't really believe it, but now Wu Sheng is a little bit convinced, so he came here to figure out where Jin Wuhuan was.
"When can you come back?"
"Does the guest want to make fortunes?"
"Yes, I have a friend who couldn't visit me, so he left. I want to know where to find him."
"Bu Sansan will not come back."
"What do you mean you won't come back?"
"It means leaving."
"Why leave?"
"The art of divination has been banned by Jixia Academy. I heard that there is an academy student walking around in Daze recently. Why doesn't he leave and wait to be questioned?"
Wu Sheng was stunned, extremely depressed, drank all the wine in the bowl, and placed it heavily on the table, as if there was a lump in his chest.
The old man suddenly said: "But I can also do calculations. If the guests don't dislike it, I can give it a try."
Wu Sheng's heart moved and he stared at the old man: "Does this old man also know how to tell divination?"
The old man shook his head: "I don't understand divination, but I know a little bit about Qimen Dunjia."
Wu Sheng asked: "How much?"
The old man replied: "Thirty dollars."
Wu Sheng nodded slowly: "Okay, I would like to ask the old man to do the math."
The old man tapped his fingers on the wooden table, and Wu Sheng quickly counted out thirty ant nose coins from the package: "Don't worry, there is no shortage of money!"
The old man wiped his sleeves, collected the money, and asked: "Your friend's last name? Is it a boy or a girl?"
Wu Sheng said: "Jin family, man."
The old man touched his arms, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that I didn't bring the Bagua compass. It's better to make do with the simple things..."
He stood up and bent down, walked around the door twice, and pulled out a large handful of yarrow. While looking outside warily, he quickly picked out fifty yarrows with his fingers. Then he asked Wu Sheng to choose one at random and put it aside.
Fifty is the number of Dayan, one is taken as Tai Chi, and the remaining forty-nine are divided into two piles by Wu Sheng at will. This is called Fen Liang Yi. Then let Wu Sheng choose one from a random pile and put it next to it, which means "one life brings two, two gives birth to three", which means that heaven, earth and man have all three talents.
After Wu Sheng finished dividing, the old man began to take over, his eyes still looking back and forth outside, and his hands moved quickly, arranging the yarrow in groups of four...
Wu Sheng couldn't figure out the subsequent steps and techniques. He saw the old man playing with the yarrow and writing down various runes on the ground with his fingers.
After a while, the old man said: "Dishan Qian."
Wu Sheng asked: "What's the explanation?"
The old man nodded: "Everything you plan will be successful."
Wu Sheng understood: "Can I find it? Great! Then...then what? Where to find it?"
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "First use the grass to make a veneer, then use the turtle to divination... No, first determine the number, and then look for the image. The Qimen Dunjia technique is like this."
Wu Sheng cupped his hands: "Then ask for Xiang?"
The old man continued to tap the wooden table with his fingers. Wu Sheng was unhappy with the clicking sound: "Why do you want more?"
The old man smiled and said: "Chenghui, thirty yuan a time."
Wu Sheng woke up and said: "Oh——, we have been making trouble for a long time, is this twice?"
I cursed "you profiteer" in my heart, but still had to pour out thirty yuan again, and it rolled all over the table.
The old man wiped his sleeves and the table returned to its original state, and then he began to touch his arms again: "Oh, there is no Bagua compass." After saying that, he bent down and took out a piece of tortoise shell from under the earthen stove. He dusted off the ashes and wiped the grass. The result of the 筮 was carved on the tortoise shell and thrown into the stove pit.
There was a crackling sound, and the old man used tongs to pull the tortoise shell out of the pit, and put it directly on the palm of his hand to look at it. Wu Sheng was shocked when he saw it. He was really not afraid of being burned.
"Northwest, three days."
"Northwest, three days' walk?"
"Is there any other explanation?"
"What way to walk? Fast or slow?"
"It's optional. Anyway, it's only three days for a quick walk, and three days for a slow walk. It's up to the guests."
So mysterious? Wu Sheng couldn't understand. He looked at the old man and wondered whether he should believe him.
The old man was still circling around to observe the cracked lines on the tortoise shell, frowning and said: "The white tiger has a lot of weight, it's fierce!"
Wu Sheng: "Can't find anyone?"
The old man smiled and shook his head: "Want to know?" There was another sound of fingers clicking on the wooden table.
Wu Sheng's face turned a little dark. He had already spent some of the hundred or so ant nose money given by Zou Qi before. He took out sixty yuan twice just now. If he gave it again, he would be penniless.
"Old man, can you pay the debt first?" Wu Sheng began to lower the price.
"No money?" The old man looked bad.
Wu Sheng left twenty for himself and took out ten: "That's all. Can I give it to you when you come back next time?"
The old man shook his head: "I don't owe you any credit here." After saying that, he swept away the ten coins with a sweep of his sleeves. He pondered, and took out an incense stick from the leather bag behind the stove: "This incense stick I’ll give you ten bucks, keep them for self-defense, and the clay balls, so put them away. Have you finished drinking the wine? After you drink it, hurry up and leave, walk around..."
