Chapter 1 Divine Calculation Zhang Tieyi 1

He Xiaozhuo was very depressed. Dean Li ran away in a blink of an eye, and Leng Qingfeng resolutely left. Even the baby Lu Qingye and others he had always wanted to see were taken away by the police. As witnesses of this "mysterious" incident, of course, they had to accept the inquiry and investigation of the relevant authoritative department, let alone let them take such "Mystery" was brought to the market, causing unnecessary panic and speculation. Therefore, all the relevant personnel were evacuated "mysteriously". What was left was only the distant police car and it raised smoke and dust, with disappointment. He Xiaozhuo was at a loss. Where should he go next?

How did he walk to the city again, to the city center, to the city's iconic stone bridge? He Xiaozhuo can't remember. When there was no purpose, he let his two feet go.

This is an ancient stone bridge, with white jade railings, granite bridge deck and arched structure. Compared with the bustling overpass not far away, it looks simple, solemn and dignified. It should be the ancient reason, so in the noisy city of demolition everywhere, it is still completely preserved, and at the same time, some things on it has been preserved. Although it cannot be said to be a historical relic, it has a lineage, such as fortune-telling.

On both sides of the stone bridge, four steps are led down from the bridge caves. Originally, it was for the convenience of pedestrians to get off and off the bridge. According to this, it is likely to be a river under the original stone bridge, but now it has become a road. The stone bridge is like a huge lizard lying on the river (now the road). The four feet of the lizard are the four steps. There is also a small slow platform at the corner. There is a group of special people along the edge of the steps.

If it is a dirty red cloth spread on the ground with a picture of gossip pictures, if it is a thick paper shell placed there with a signature tube on it, if it is a very old yellow cloth lying on the blue stone, which says to guide the maze... Behind those things, a group of elders sitting on it, if it is a white beard hanging their chest, if It's a high-sized sunglasses, if it's a high-haired bun... Yes, this is a famous fortune-telling street in this city.

He Xiaozhuo is interested in Zhou Yi's gossip. This should ask the old man who mysteriously disappeared after bringing him into this strange door. Moreover, when He Xiaozhuo arrived, there was a nervous calculation here. If He Xiaozhuo doesn't stop to watch, it will not be He Xiaozhuo.

A group of people surrounded the two protagonists, held their breath together, and raised their ears to pay attention to the two protagonists. One is an old man sitting by the steps, with gray hair, wearing a Taoist-like bun on the top of his head, a brown face, a white goatee hanging under his jaw, a white short coat on his upper body, blue trousers, cloth shoes, a yellow cloth on the ground in front of his feet, a gossip picture drawn in the middle, two The side is a line of official script: God calculates Zhang Tieyi, specializing in solving good and bad luck. At this moment, he twisted his white goatee in his left hand and held a big fan in his right hand, pointing out a young man in front of him.

"Young man, I think you have a patient at home, don't you?" Zhang Tieyi said decisively in an unquestionable tone.

The young man opposite is wearing jeans, a white vest, and a white plastic bag in his hand. Hearing Zhang Tieyi's words, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Then who do you think is sick?" The young man's words are equivalent to admitting that there are patients at home.

"Your daughter-in-law." Zhang Tie said decisively.

The young man was sad for a while, and his face was both surprised and sad. The onlookers around also began to sigh. God! It's true that there are two.

Zhang Tieyi refused to let go, "I'll test a few more things for you. Are you sure? Then decide whether to ask me or not.

After saying that, Zhang Tie put down the big fan, took out a small book from his pocket, which was the size of the palm of his hand, and took out a pen to write it quickly on the paper. Then he asked rudely:

"Are your parents still there?"

The young man was stunned and casually replied, "My parents are incomplete."

As soon as Zhang Tie opened his palm, everyone saw that the paper in his hand suddenly said: Parents are incomplete. There was a burst of bang.

Zhang Tieyi wrote it quickly in his hand again, then put his hands together, covered the notebook and asked:

"Which of your parents will go first?"

"Father." The young man replied.

Zhang Tie spread out his palm, and there were only three words on the notebook in his hand: the mother is still there.

People's eyes are wide open.

"What about my brothers?" The young man took the lead in asking questions this time. Obviously, he felt that he was a little passive when asked by Zhang Tie and took the initiative.

Zhang Tieyi seemed to see his intention and didn't say anything. He began to write on the notebook, and then lit up the notebook directly without waiting for the young man to say the answer, which clearly said: Kunzhong can't be two or three.

The young man nodded silently, "I'm the brother."

"Do you think I have children?" the young man asked again.

Zhang Tieyi did not answer, but lowered his head and began to write on the small notebook again. Then he calmly raised the small notebook in front of everyone, with only six words on it: life alone can't have children.

The young man can't help but look sad and acquiesce.

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but be surprised. Even He Xiaozhuo's eyes widened. He has only seen Grandpa Yuan, but now he has opened his eyes again.

"Then can you help me calculate if my daughter-in-law's illness can be recovered?" The young man finally asked Zhang Tieyi for help with sincerity.

"This..." Zhang Tie pondered for a moment.

"What? What's the problem?" The young man looked anxious. Obviously, this was the thing he wanted to ask most.

"Look at your gray face and your wife's wealth is dark, which shows that your daughter-in-law is very ill..." Zhang Tieyi's tone also revealed sadness and sympathy.

"Then can you show me what can be done?" The young man's voice trembled a little.

"Alas," Zhang Tie sighed, and then shook his head again, "It's difficult..."

"You must have a way. Master, you are so accurate. There must be a way..." The young man has not concealed his anxiety and unconsciously elevated Zhang Tieyi to a master.

"This..." Zhang Tie dragged his voice long, "There is no way, but..."

"But what?"

"But it always costs a little money. Do you think you can do it?" Zhang Tieyi finally didn't

No matter how hard it is, fools can understand the implication.

"As long as my daughter-in-law's illness can be cured, I will admit any expenses!" The young man replied without hesitation.

As soon as Zhang Tie saw that everything was in the middle, he made up his mind and said, "It's okay. Normally, according to your face, I'm afraid your daughter-in-law is more or less auspicious, but judging by your sincerity and the rare true love between you, I'll make an exception once.

"Thank you, Master." Unconsciously, the young man has identified Zhang Tieyi as a life-saving master.

"Well, tell your daughter-in-law's birthday." Zhang Tie turned to professional operations at the beginning.

"Eight words of birth?" Young people obviously don't know much.

"It's the date of your daughter-in-law's birth." Some onlookers also whispered.

"Oh," the young man recovered. "She is born in the year of the sheep, and it's her 28th birthday on the twelfth lunar month."

"What about the hour?"

"I don't know the time." Few modern people know this, "Let me ask." After saying that, the young man took out his mobile phone in his pocket. He Xiaozhuo noticed that it was a white mobile phone with a concentric knot carefully made of red rope. Obviously, it would not come from the young man. The mobile phone is flipped. When the young man took it out of his pocket, the concentric knot of the red rope was wrapped around the mobile phone. Because the young man was still carrying a plastic bag in one hand, he could only use the remaining hand to open the mobile phone. However, because the red rope pendant wrapped around the mobile phone, he shook it twice and did not shake off the red rope pendant, and the mobile phone If you can't open the cover, then you can't dial. In a hurry, the young man sent his mobile phone to his mouth, held the red rope pendant with his teeth, and wanted to remove it. He Xiaozhuo couldn't help but be shocked to see it. I couldn't help shouting out,

"Go home quickly, your daughter-in-law hangs herself!"

Ah? Everyone's eyes were thrown at the sound. A ten-year-old child, not tall, untidy, and full of fighting scars on his face stood behind him, a more embarrassed fool than him, was smiling. It was clearly two little beggars on the street. Everyone looked at the two children more puzzledly. Even Zhang Tieyi stopped talking about the key and raised his eyes and stared at He Xiaozhuo.

"Was it you talking just now?" The young man stared and half-wave his waist to stare at He Xiaozhuo. His eyes were full of anger and resentment, and he asked word by word.

"Yes. Go home quickly. Your daughter-in-law hanged herself. Now she can still be saved when she goes back. It won't be too late..."

"Where did you get the rice flowers? I'll make you talk nonsense!" The young man didn't wait for He Xiaozhuo to finish speaking. He raised his hand and slapped He Xiaozhuo. He really couldn't tolerate such unlucky words of this child.

But his wrist did not fall down and was tightly grasped by the other one. Looking back, it was not someone else, but Zhang Tieyi. Unexpectedly, Zhang Tieyi, who had gray hair and beard, still had such strength. The young man earned two times, but did not break his hand out of his hand. What's more, he would not expect that Zhang Tieyi would easily grab his wrist at the moment of his angry fist.

"Master, what are you?" The young man looked at Zhang Tieyi doubtfully.

Zhang Tie put down his hand calmly and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, don't get angry and listen to what he says?"

"Yes, listen to what he said." The spectators also began to persuade.

"Children, life is at risk. You can't talk nonsense." Zhang Tieyi turned to He Xiaozhuo again. Although someone disturbed his field, he had just looked at He Xiaozhuo carefully. Although he was ragged, he faintly felt a different light from He Xiaozhuo's twin bright pupils. Years of experience told him that he was not a crazy child, let alone an ordinary child. Child.