Chapter 182 Chapter Seventeen Fortune Telling

Dong Sanye suddenly put down the cup in his hand.Squinting his eyes, he looked at me carefully from top to bottom for a while. After a long time, he laughed, shook his head lightly, and said to himself: "I didn't expect that there are really people with profound skills in this world. Man, today I have opened my eyes, little brother, your ability is really astonishing, it has to be admired!" I smiled along with it, and hurriedly said politely: "Where is it, I can't get on the stage, and I made the third master laugh." Dong Sanye waved his hand at me, sighed, and after a while, rolled his eyes, and asked me if I could tell about his future fate?

It seems that this is really the case, the richer the more concerned about their own fate, for fear that in the future there will be a horse with high stirrups and a dragon walking in the shallows.Not like the poor.I think I'm a bad life, I don't believe in this at all, and I can do whatever I like.Therefore, fortune-tellers and fortune-tellers have been eating "fine food" since ancient times, and they don't expect to earn the little money of the poor. It's oily noodles, delivered by car. Hearing that Mr. Dong wants me to tell him his fate, it hits my heart, but if you want to get this kind of person, you have to play hard to get, so I deliberately pretended to be very embarrassed, squeezed out a wry smile, and told Dong San Lord, my petty skills are not bad at first glance, but if you say "life-threatening", it's not at that level yet.Furthermore, it is difficult to say about the fate of a person. Fate is determined by the sky, and luck is born. Good fate and bad fate are predetermined by God, but "luck" is changing from time to time. Three elements and nine lucks, Fengshui takes turns , How can the future be made clear?

Dong Sanye's face froze for a moment, and then he chuckled, saying that sometimes fate must have something.There is no time to force life, he has already passed the age of "ears are smooth", Confucius said, at the age of sixty, you can understand everything, so there is nothing to be reluctant about, but it doesn't matter if you say good luck, there is no need Don't worry, just treat it as just idle chatting. I nodded slightly, then stared at Mr. Dong up and down for a while, and told Mr. Dong with a smile, if there is something wrong or offensive, please don't blame me.

Dong Sanye smiled at the corner of his eyes: "Hey, that's natural, that's natural, but it doesn't matter." I leaned forward, stared into Sanye Dong's eyes, and said word by word: "I'm afraid that within three generations of you, someone killed too much and died badly. Feng Shui is extremely bad. You have been suffering from two ends in your life. , sweet in the middle. The 'Spindle Life' that is warm in the cold morning and evening..." Having said that, I deliberately paused, and took a peek at Mr. Dong. I saw Dong Sanye frowning tightly, with a blank expression, as if he was recalling something from the past, after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and stared at me without moving.

It was as if two sharp knives had been shot out of his eyes, and they stabbed at my heart fiercely. I felt terrified, but at this moment, I knew that even if I said something wrong, I couldn’t back down, so I had no choice but to Bite the bullet and look at him. After a full minute, Mr. Dong clapped his hands and smiled: "Okay, okay, since ancient times, it is difficult to produce a young man in England. It is really a fearsome young man. I have rarely obeyed anyone in my life, but, little brother, I am completely convinced." You. You do have some skills, and what you said is right. My grandfather did do a lot of bloody things back then. It is appropriate to sum it up by killing too much. I dare to ask my little brother, how did you see it? You said that my two ends are bitter, but the middle is sweet, where do you start?"

I smiled and told Mr. Dong.He is full of fire, eyes are murderous, his face is drunk, his eyebrows are in the sky, and he is a three-generation killer.It is precisely because his grandfather killed too much that he hurt Yin De, his father may have a worse fate, but when he came to him, he worked hard for the first 30 years, and the middle 30 years were full of hardships, and he would enjoy all the wealth and honor that he deserved. In the next 20 years, the fate was changeable, the fortune took a turn for the worse, and I was always working hard. When I say this, I naturally have my purpose, and this set of rhetoric is probably applicable to any old man in his sixties.People of this age, just after the founding of the People’s Republic of China in the first 30 years, the economy was backward in those years, so it’s no wonder that they didn’t work hard and suffer in that historical period. .Life is also much better than the previous thirty years, not to mention Dong Sanye's current situation, he must have made a fortune in the middle age.

As for the next twenty years, it is purely a shock to the tiger. No one is good at judging the future. It is right to frighten him. This kind of rich person cares most about his life. Otherwise, he will not be hurt at all. so to speak.He will pay attention to what I say. Da Ya was watching me and Mr. Dong all the time, you came and I talked non-stop, without making a sound, his eyes rolled frequently, I don't know what the hell I was thinking, but Da Ya is smart, and he listens when he is obedient. Speaking of which, I was fooling Mr. Dong.Others don't know about my ability to read faces, but he knows it very clearly. My research on looks is like a third-grade elementary school student writing an essay, which can't be put on the table.

After hearing what I said, Da Ya pretended to be anxious on purpose, looked at me, and asked, "According to what you said, is it influenced by the feng shui of the old man's tomb?" Dong Sanye suddenly realized, nodded, and asked me if this is really the case?Is there any turning point in this matter? I pretended to be embarrassed, lowered my head and thought for a while, and then told Mr. Dong that if the old man has been buried in the earth for too long, if the feng shui in the cemetery is too bad, I am afraid that he will be powerless, and it will have little effect on his own fate. , it is unlikely that it will be fulfilled so quickly, but for his descendants, it is still helpful. After all, the ancestral grave covers five generations, and it will have an impact within five generations.

As soon as the master heard that this matter not only affected him, but also his children, it could be seen that Dong Sanye was indeed a little anxious. He leaned forward, smiled deliberately, and then asked me politely It is convenient to have time to help him look at the feng shui of the cemetery. If the feng shui is really not good, can you help improve it. I heard this.Happiness has become a flower in my heart. This old treacherous Mr. Dong has always pretended to be five people and six people. When I think of his high-spirited and domineering appearance in the past, he is finally willing to beg for help in a low voice. I finally have a balance in my heart After eating some, it was like eating Bingtang Shunqi Pills, and I was so happy in my heart.

But I didn't dare to show it on my face, so I quickly waved my hand at Mr. Dong: "Mr. Dong, don't you say that you are outsiders? You said just now that we are not outsiders. Even if you don't say this, I will I was about to mention it. I was worried about how to tell you, but since you also have this intention and trust me, then you can set a time, we are both idlers, and we have time anytime." Dong Sanye was very grateful to see me being so polite and enthusiastic, and almost burst into tears. He sank a little, and asked me with a smile on his face, I wonder if we have other arrangements tomorrow?

It can be seen that Mr. Dong is really contentious. I smiled in my heart, nodded calmly, and told Mr. Dong that we have nothing to do tomorrow, and we will come over early tomorrow morning. Dong Sanye hurriedly waved his hands, saying that this matter was a trouble to us, how could we have the nerve to let us come so far, he will pick us up tomorrow morning, and just let us wait at home.It seems that Mr. Dong is really scared by what I said. This is obviously not like his usual style of doing things. With his status, he actually lowered his value and took the initiative to pick us up. It seems that no matter how deep the city is, , as long as the soft side is hurt, it will be messed up. Seeing that Mr. Dong was haggard, I quickly winked at Da Ya, and said goodbye to Mr. Dong on the pretext of going back to prepare some things.Hearing what I said, Dong Sanye didn't keep us anymore, and he also forgot to let us choose our own gifts. He said a few polite words and sent us out of the door. As soon as I stepped out of the gate, I felt that the air today was extraordinarily fresh and refreshed. I walked vigorously, and I could hardly close my mouth. I have never been so happy.It's not because I've guessed right time and time again, and I'm happy for my luck, but when I think of Dong Sanye, who is usually calm, arrogant, and high-spirited, being bluffed around by me and losing his position, I can't tell. happy. Seeing that there was no one around, Da Ya stared at me blankly for a few moments, then leaned over and asked me what kind of flower gun I was playing with, why did I fool Mr. I'm about to collapse, why do you say that people are so old, and ask me how can I be so ruthless, and I can do it.Is it because I see that he is rich and powerful, and his family has a big business, and I can't see it, and I want to get some extra money from him. Before Da Ya finished speaking, I kicked him, telling him not to talk nonsense, don't think so vulgarly, and put his own tricks on me. I'm not so dirty. The idea told him. After Da Ya heard what I said, he immediately froze there. It took me a long time before I said "oh" twice, with a look of sudden realization, I ran two steps quickly to catch up with me, and asked me with a frown: "Lai Liang, do you mean that Mr. Dong is Dorgon's son?" Future generations, that tiger head card is the tiger head waist card that Nurhachi left behind to mobilize Xingdi Qigong?" I nodded and told Da Ya, if my guess is correct, this is likely to be the case. Even if it is not a descendant of Dorgon, it is probably closely related. The waist card is obviously not a folk thing, it must be The tiger head waist plate mentioned in the notes. Da Ya suddenly seemed to think of something, and as he was walking, he grabbed me and asked me if it was true, wouldn't Mr. Dong know the secret of the bead?Could it be Dong Sanye who has been playing tricks behind his back? I glanced at him, waved at him, signaled him to continue walking, don't stand in the middle of the road stupidly, and then praised him for finally opening his mind. The reason why I insisted on visiting his family's ancestral grave was because I want to find out the identity of Mr. Dong. This Mr. Dong is in a cloud of fog, and he doesn't know his real name and surname. I don't believe that his ancestral grave doesn't have his real name. Da Ya raised his thumb: "Tall, tall, it's really tall! Lai Liang, this move of yours is very sinister, it's too fucking domineering!" I snorted at him and ignored him lazily. I can't stop thinking about these things in my heart. When I get to the cemetery, I can see the words on the tombstone at a glance. When the time comes, I will ask Li Yan to help me find out. If I don't check his background, it has nothing to do with us. Forget it, if he really played tricks from behind, I definitely can't spare him.