Three days later, Xiaba Village, Zherong County, Fujian Province.

According to the address provided by Ge Ge, Wang Aiyun's ID card registration address is in Xiaba Village. Judging from the size of the village and the buildings in the village, the village does not seem to be rich. At first glance, it is a dilapidated bungalow. At best, the size of a hundred people is a few small buildings with two or three floors.

As soon as he got off the car, Zhang Guozhong was stunned. He saw four or five black sedans lined up and slowly driving out of the village. The first two cars were more clearly seen, which was Mercedes-Benz. Although the latter cars were not clear, they looked quite high-end. They all said that people should not look good, but they seemed to be "village". Looking from a distance, this broken village would not look good, no matter what, they lived in a group of people who could afford Mercedes-Benz. Who knew that one group was a fleet.

After entering the village, several people found Liu Cuzi's home effortlessly, which were several inconspicuous dilapidated bungalows. However, the cars parked at the doors of these bungalows were not as inconspicuous as the houses. They were all imported high-end cars. At this time, something seemed to have happened at Liu Cuzi's home. The door was closed and there were many people around the door. Some were peeping through the cracks in the door to the yard, some were sitting at the door and sighing, some were 30% of them connected, and some even cried and shouted to kowtow to the house.

"Brother, Lao Jia..." Zhang Guozhong photographed a man in the suit who was "suffering". "Brother, Lao Jia asked, is this Liu Banxian's home?"

"You are also here to tell fortunes?" The man in the suit frowned and looked furious.

"Ah, yes..." Zhang Guozhong smiled, "May I ask... do you have to queue up?"

"He has made a fortune!" The man in the suit shook his head and continued to smoke.

"Ah?" Zhang Guozhong was also stunned, "Why?"

"How can I know why?" The man in the suit spread his hands, "We are all waiting here... Not long ago, there was also a time when he was talking about the seal of the gods. It is said that someone was waiting outside for a day and a night, and he started to forget it again. I think he is testing whether we are sincere or not!"

"The seal of the divination?" Zhang Guozhong was stunned and thought to himself, what's the right thing? A fortune teller is not a Bodhisattva Buddha. If someone spends money to tell you fortune, you just collect money in a proper manner. Do you care whether he is sincere or not? Could it be that if someone makes a statue of you, he will place a gift at home every day, and then you will tell fortunes for others?

"Sir, may I ask, when did he get the hexagram?" Li Dong seemed to feel a little strange.

"Yesterday..." The man in the suit pointed to a Cadillac next to him, "That person has been waiting for a day and a night. A few of them have just left, and they have been waiting for a night." It seems that the team of high-end cars I saw when entering the village were not hidden wealthy people in the village, but fortune tellers who were "not sincere enough".

"Then... let's wait..." Zhang Guozhong sighed, thinking that he was so bad that he was not bad. He was not here to find death, and he had already agreed on the seal of the living, right?

The afternoon passed in a flash. Seeing that it was getting dark, a few more people who couldn't wait for it were also withdrawn during this period. Of course, some people came and heard that they would go back home after the hexagram was sealed. In short, there were fewer and fewer people waiting outside the door and fewer luxury cars. Even the man in the suit who was "very sincere" at the beginning could not be "very sincere" until the end. When it was completely dark, except for Zhang Guozhong, Lao Liutou, Li Dong and Qin Ge, outside the door, there was only a little boy wearing a ragged clothes. He was only teen years old, sitting on a stone and staring at Liu Crouchi's house in a daze.

"Young man, are you hungry?" Zhang Guozhong handed a piece of bread to the little boy. In fact, as early as noon, the little boy attracted Zhang Guozhong's attention. Most of the fortune tellers who came to Liu Crooker to tell the fortune were rich, dressed in bright clothes and flour, chattering in groups of three or two. Only this little boy not only wore a torn image of a beggar, but also looked silent and silent. He stared at Liu Crooker's house all day long, as if he had something to do. During the day, Zhang Guozhong and Old Liu had wanted to talk to the little boy and ask the truth, but he didn't ask a word. No matter how you ask the child, Xu Shu, who entered Cao's camp - without saying a word.

After looking at the bread in Zhang Guozhong's hand, the little boy's Adam's apple moved obviously, and it seemed that he was hungry.

"Eat!" Zhang Guozhong stuffed the bread into the child's hands.

"There is water here..." Qin Ge handed a bottle of mineral water to the little boy unexpectedly.

After looking up and down, the little boy took the mineral water and started eating bread voraciously.

"Eat slowly! And there is more!" Zhang Guozhong simply took out all the bread in his bag.

"You are here to tell fortunes too?" Zhang Guozhong sat next to the little boy. To be honest, although the child was dressed in a torn manner, his long and treacherous head was really adorable. "Young man, what's your name?"

"Tiger!" The little boy nodded, his hostility seemed to be much smaller.

"Do your parents know you're here?" To be honest, this child has been squatting here for at least one day. If it were Zhang Yicheng, if he didn't go home for a day, what would he be anxious about if he didn't go home for a day?

When Hu Zi heard the four words "Mom and Dad", he frowned, nodded first, and then shook his head ambiguously.

"What do you want to think?" Zhang Guozhong smiled and said that these wealthy people came to tell fortunes just to worry about doing business. It is understandable that they wait for a day and night to make money. What kind of worries can you have to make you so "sincerity"?

"I...I want to find my dad!" Hu Zi was talking, "If he doesn't pay me the tuition fee, the school will bomb me!"

"Looking for your dad?" Zhang Guozhong was stunned.

"Well...!" Hu Zi sighed, "My dad said he would lend me money and pay me the tuition. He has been away for a week! I haven't eaten for two days!"

"Have you been away for a week?" Zhang Guozhong was stunned, "Where is your mother?"

"I don't have a mother!" Hu Zi shook his head, "I've never seen it before..."

"Did you call the police?"

"Yeah!" Hu Zi nodded, "They asked me to go home and wait..."

"Then what?"

"Then I remembered that Liu Crooked Zi came and wanted to ask him where my dad was..." Hu Zi burped in the middle of eating.

"Are you... from this village?" Zhang Guozhong seemed to have heard some tricks. Those who came from other places to tell fortunes and seek fortunes, including the man in suit, respected Liu Crooker "Liu Banxian". The old man's family was very respectful to him. Since this tiger son called the nickname "Liu Crooker", he must be from this village.

"Yeah!" Hu Zi nodded and pointed to the west, "My home is there!"

"I'll ask that Liu Crooker to see if I can make an exception for you..." Zhang Guozhong stood up and patted his butt, walked straight to the door and slapped the door.

"Guozhong!" Old Liu hurried forward to stop him, "Isn't that good?" You said that there is a circle with a circle of rules, and the same is true for fortune tellers. If someone says hexagram seal, there must be a reason for him to seal him. Even if the knife is on the neck, the hexagram seal should still be sealed. This is the industry rules in the fortune teller circle. If it is a forceful business, it will only be counterproductive. If it is another industry, it is closed and you have to force others to sell your things. Isn't this a forced buy or sell?

"He just borrowed a beast's Taoist practice! How could there be so many rules?" To be honest, Zhang Guozhong himself was a little annoyed. "If he didn't look at monks and Buddha's faces, his father could not find him. He had been waiting outside for a day. I don't believe that he would die if he wrote another fortune!"

"Guozhong!" Old Liu pulled Zhang Guozhong back, "You are not a child anymore, why don't you know how to use your brain and think about it carefully? You have seen all those guys during the day. They are all in high-end cars. They are all the gods of wealth. If he really can calculate, can he push the gods of wealth out?"

"What should I do?" Zhang Guozhong also became weak, "Would you just wait here for a night?"

"Wait for one night and wait for one night!" Old Liu said seriously, "I tell you, the more you use the beast's way to teach fortunes, the bigger your temper..."

Just as Zhang Guozhong and Lao Liu were pulling around at the door, a creaking sound was heard, and the gate of the courtyard opened. Zhang Guozhong and Lao Liu were stunned at the same time, and a wrinkled face popped out of the courtyard gate, "Who is it? What's the trouble? Can you make people quiet for a while?"

"Liu...Liu Banxian?" Old Liu clasped his fists, "Is Liu Xian safe? "

"Who are you?" Liu Crook simply opened both doors and looked at the old man in front of him. He seemed to be older than him, but he had no impression of him.

"Liu Xianchang is really a noble man who forgets things!" Old Liu kept making a fool of himself, "It is inconvenient to speak here, can you go to the house to talk?"

"I know you?" Liu Cutezi still looked puzzled and did not intend to let several people in.

"Uncle Liu!" At this moment, Hu Zi suddenly said, "Help me find my dad!"

"Hu Zi?" Liu Crook was also stunned, "Why are you here?"

"Uncle Liu!" Huzi stood up and walked to Liu Crook, and cried out with a wow, "My dad is gone..."

"Ah?" Liu Crook was stunned, "What's wrong? Don't cry, just say it slowly!"

"The school has to pay the tuition fee. Our family has no money. My dad said he would borrow money and never come back!" Hu Zi said with tears in his nose, "If he doesn't come back, the school will fire me..."

"Don't worry, I have money..." It seems that Liu Crook is pretty good. He started to take out his pockets in a hurry. After finding that he didn't have money on him, he turned around and wanted to enter the house.

"Mr. Liu!" Zhang Guozhong was convinced. The child came to you but didn't borrow money, but he was asking you to help him find his father. "Mr. Liu! Can you make an exception and tell Hu Zi a divination and calculate where his father is going?"

"Ah!" After hearing Zhang Guozhong's shouting, Liu Crook suddenly realized, frowned and looked at the four outside, and shook his head with a sigh, "Huzi, you Uncle Liu may not be able to help you today..." After that, Liu Crook looked up at Zhang Guozhong and kept wavering his hands, "You go back too, I won't tell the fortunes from today! Go back... go back..."

"Mr. Liu!" Zhang Guozhong took out a dozen people from his bag and said less than 10,000 yuan in cash. "You broke the example and will never let you work in vain!"

"It's not a matter of money!" Liu Crook shook his head, "You guys go back! Go back!"

"Mr. Liu!" Qin Ge was also a little embarrassed, "We came from the United States, and some people are living in a hurry and need your help in urgent need!"

"Oh...you people!" Liu Crook sighed, "Come in! Let you give up!"

"Give up?" Zhang Guozhong looked confused...

The furnishings at Liu Cuzi's house are very simple. The room facing the door seems to be a living room. There is only a square table and two stools in the room. The area of ​​nearly 20 square meters is only illuminated by a light bulb that looks less than 20 watts. The whole room is as dark as a cellar.

"Last night, I had a dream, dreaming that the great immortal said goodbye to me!" Sitting on the stool, Liu Cuzi kept sighing, "I said I can't stay in Xiaba! I have to move. I woke up in the morning and there was nothing!" After that, Liu Cuzi pointed to the almanac posted on the wall, "I don't know a word! I can't see anything! I'm the same as before! The great immortal... is leaving!"

"Leave..." Old Liu was stunned after hearing this, "He didn't say anything else? Why did you leave? Did you do anything that was taboo?"

"I don't know!" Liu Cutezi shook his head, "How could I know what the matter is a taboo? The great immortal asked me to do good deeds, so I would do good deeds, build bridges and roads. The asphalt road I entered the village was built by Liu Cutezi, who paid for more than 100,000 yuan. I didn't keep a penny of the money I earned over the years! If I had known this, I would have to keep some coffin book anyway..."

"How many years have that great immortal been with you?" Zhang Guozhong asked.

"It's been ten years..." Liu Crack sighed, "That winter, I went to the field to pick up firewood and saw a big yellow weasel lying on the ground. I went there, it seemed that it was not dead yet, and there was a wound on my leg. I thought to myself, it was a living creature, it was considered to be a destiny to be with me, the old lame man, so I picked it up and saved money to buy fish for it. Later, it suddenly disappeared. That night, I dreamed that the great immortal told me that he would repay me for saving my life, give me a pair of wise eyes, and let me live on these wise eyes in the next life. I opened my eyes in the morning and found that I recognized words and knew everything. When I looked at anyone, how would he play in my head in the future, and then acted as a performer.

Like a movie, from that point on, I have been eating this bowl of rice. Alas... Everyone says there is no banquet that will last forever. It seems that this time it is really going to part with me..."

"I heard you also signed the hexagram not long ago?" Zhang Guozhong suddenly remembered that the man in the suit who was "very sincere" during the day once revealed a news that Liu Crookedzi seemed to have also signed the hexagram not long ago.

"Yes...!" Liu Crook nodded, "The other day was the same as now. When I opened my eyes, I couldn't know anything. I couldn't tell anything. But the immortal didn't give me a dream. I didn't know why. Later, it was inexplicably done again. I didn't expect it to be like this in a few days..."

"A few days ago?" Zhang Guozhong was stunned, "How long did it take? Think about what you have done?"

"Just... I'm a cripple man, I can do nothing if I don't go out of the door, what can I do?" Liu cripple frowned, "Hey... wait... I seem to have gone out of the door... What have I done... Oh my memory..." Liu cripple kept recalling, but he couldn't remember it anyway. "Those days I felt that my head was white, and I couldn't remember it at all!"

"More than a week ago?" Old Liu suddenly remembered what Wang Aiyun said to him, saying that he had met Liu Crooked when he returned to the village, "Have you ever met Wang Aiyun?"

"Wang Aiyun?" Liu Crook frowned and thought hard again, "I really can't remember it!"

"I'll do it..." At this time, Li Dong suddenly stood up and took out Zhu Youshu's guy, "Old man, I'll help you recall what you did a few days ago. This is not only for us, but also for you to save enough coffin books!"

"What are you doing?" Liu Crook couldn't help but be stunned as he watched Li Dong stick talismans on the wall at home, "What are you doing?"

"I will explain this question to you later..." Li Dong began to circle around Liu Crooker. After a few rounds, Liu Crooker's eyes rolled up. After a while, Li Dong's brow also frowned, "Master Liu, it's not that he has a poor memory... What he did that day, he doesn't even know his soul..."
Chapter completed!