Era: Starting from cave dwellings in northern Shaanxi

Chapter 205 Can’t see vs. can’t tell

"Is this Jietai Temple?"

When Sun Xiangyang looked at the somewhat crude temple, he couldn't help but ask.

Originally, in his opinion, since Jietai Temple had a certain reputation and was passed down from the Sui Dynasty, it had to have some background. After all, there were still three thousand nails in the broken ship.

But in fact, it looks like it has been in disrepair for a long time. Many places in the courtyard wall have collapsed and were then built up with stones, making them look like patches.

Where the pavilion was supposed to be, there was only ruins left.

There is only one main hall standing alone in the front yard, and there is a row of bungalows behind it, which takes up a lot of space.

As for incense, there is none at all.

"Yes, in the 1930s and 1940s, this place was destroyed once. Although it was repaired later, it was also a lot of hardships. The ruins were originally the Thousand Buddha Pavilion, but a few years ago, in order to repair the Temple of Heaven Zhai Palace, it was demolished use.

Later, the place was attacked frequently and was almost evacuated. If Jietai Temple had not had a good reputation in the past and there were many people at the foot of the mountain who thought it was good, it would have been burned down long ago.

"Several comrades, who are you looking for?"

When they saw Sun Xiangyang and his party arriving, they all looked at them with curious eyes.

Normally, when you come to a place like a temple, the monks inside will definitely call the donor, but the other person calls him "comrade", which is a bit nondescript, but considering the current environment, it is normal to call him "comrade".

Master Yun'an did not categorically deny that he could read fortune tellers. Since the other party was able to find him, it was natural that the secret was exposed.

"It doesn't matter, come with me."

After all, not every temple is qualified to adhere to principles.

"Ah, my master is here. Do you want to see him for medical treatment?"

"Lingling, come here and let Master Yun'an take a good look."

"Hello, is Master Yun'an here?"

Although Sun Xiangyang and Zhang Jiadong changed into their previous clothes after returning, Huang Defa and others were still dressed the same as Xiangjiang. In the era when military green uniforms and blue trousers were popular, they seemed a bit unusual.

"Okay, I wonder who wants to read fortune telling?"

"Reading fortunes? There are several people who look like they are rich and powerful at a glance. It seems that there is no need to look at them. Besides, I only know a little bit about fortune telling, so I'm afraid I will let down my trust."

So these two hundred are just a threshold.

Sun Xiangyang said when he saw that all the monks around him pricked up their ears.

Immediately afterwards, a monk in his fifties walked out of the room. The biggest impression he gave was that he was calm and had a special temperament.

"Comrade, you're welcome. Although I have some medical skills, I can only cure minor ailments such as headaches and colds. You..."

As if he sensed someone coming, a thin young man wearing shabby monk robes walked out quickly.

At this time, Huang Defa came forward and said.

Although he didn't know what the other party's level was, since he came to the door, Huang Defa was naturally unwilling to leave empty-handed. Two hundred yuan was just a small change to him, not to mention the Huang family. It wasn't that he was reluctant to spend more money, but that he didn't want to give it up. Dare to take too much.

"Master Yun'an."

After sitting down, Sun Xiangyang went straight to the topic.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

"Okay, please come in."

Sun Xiangyang nodded and walked inside.

Master Yun'an hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Zhang Jiadong whispered the news he had learned overnight.

Sun Xiangyang waved Huang Jinling forward and sat down opposite Master Yun'an.

The young man seemed a little intimidated and his eyes were evasive. After speaking, he turned around anxiously and led several people through the hall to the bungalow at the back.

Master Yun'an glanced at several people and said softly.

His meaning has been very clear. He is not a master of medical skills. Just from the appearance of a few people, he can tell that they are not ordinary people. If such people really want to see a doctor, they should go to those big hospitals.

"Master Yun'an, I will donate two hundred yuan of sesame oil money on behalf of the Huang family. Please help me take a look."

"Master Yun'an, to be honest, I heard people say that you can tell people's fortunes, so I want to ask you to help me."

"A ruined temple may not be without true gods. No matter what, let's meet Master Yun'an first."

Sun Xiangyang stepped forward and saluted.

If Master Yun'an could really see Huang Jinling's problem, the Huang family would be willing to pay, let alone 200, even 20,000, or even 2 million.

The young man quickly opened a door and shouted inside.

When we came to Master Yun'an's house, it was a bit like a Zen room, very simple. There was even a small Buddhist hall inside, and you could smell the scent of incense and candles.

"Master Yun'an, why don't we talk in the room?"

"Master, someone wants to see you for medical treatment."

There were many shelves in the open space in front of the bungalow, and several monks were busy. There were some medicinal materials on the shelves. It seemed that they were a little damp after a winter of storage, so I took them out to dry while the weather was nice.

However, I also inquired and found out that Master Yun'an has been living here, has some medical skills, and often helps people down the mountain to see doctors. As for Master Yun'an's ability to read people's faces, a friend of mine accidentally mentioned it, but he didn't Instead of making a living from this, I cultivated some fields in the back, so I could be considered self-sufficient. "

At this time, Huang Jinling seemed a little nervous. It was not until she saw Sun Xiangyang's encouraging eyes that she gradually calmed down.

After Master Yun An sat down from Huang Jinling, he focused his attention on Huang Jinling, his eyes lingering on Huang Jinling's face.

During the process, Master Yun'an did not say any heavenly words, but just stared straight at it.

After a few minutes, Master Yun'an looked away with a solemn expression.

"Sorry, I can't see it."

"can not tell?"

"Yes, judging from the appearance and temperament of this little girl, she is certainly not an ordinary person, so I won't say more about those superficial words. It doesn't make much sense. Judging from her face alone, the little girl should be fine, but you guys Since she came to the door and looked nervous, it was obvious that there was something wrong with the little girl, but I didn’t see anything, so I failed my trust.”

Master Yun'an said slowly.

"Then can you help her weigh her fate?"

Sun Xiangyang thought for a while and said.

"Weighing fate?"

Master Yun'an's pupils were obviously dilated, and his face was full of surprise.

"Yes, to be honest, Master, someone once weighed her fortune, but there were some problems with the result, so I would like to ask you to weigh her fate again."

Sun Xiangyang said.

"There is indeed a kind of fortune-telling method circulating in the world, but this kind of fortune-telling method is all deceiving people. There are very few people who can really weigh people's fortunes. It can even be said to be rare. If you have not been deceived, then Even if you meet an expert, if there is a problem that even that expert can’t solve, then I can’t help it.”

Master Yun'an said seriously.

Hearing his words, Huang Jinling's face showed a hint of bitterness.

"Master, why don't we forget it."

"Don't be afraid, there is a master here." After Sun Xiangyang finished speaking, he looked at Master Yun'an and said, "Master, can you take a look at it for me?"

"it is good."

Master Yun'an was a little surprised by Huang Jinling's title. After all, calling him master these days meant that the relationship was not ordinary. More importantly, Sun Xiangyang was so young. In what field could he be the other person's master?
It was precisely because of curiosity that he did not refuse Sun Xiangyang's request.

However, when he began to observe Sun Xiangyang's face carefully, his expression gradually became a little weird, or hesitant.

"Master Yun'an, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly."

"Sorry, I couldn't tell."

Master Yun'an hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

Twice in a row, I either couldn't see it or couldn't see it accurately, which means Master Yun'an didn't make a living by reading faces, otherwise he would definitely be smashed to pieces.

"The master is saying that you can't see it accurately, but it's not that you can't see it. That means there is a problem. Please give me some advice."

Sun Xiangyang heard the meaning of his words.

"This……"

"Master, if you have anything to say, just say it, I won't mind."

"Judging from your face alone, you seem to have died at an early age. You must have suffered a lot when you were young, a typical suffering life. But for some reason, there seems to be a gap in your face. Your life has changed. As for It is said that your future has been blocked. With my ability, I cannot see through it at all.

Of course, it may be that I have little talent and limited knowledge, and I may have made a mistake. "

Master Yun'an looked at his fortune twice in succession. He seemed to have lost all his energy, his face was a little pale, and there was a hint of confusion, or even a wry smile.

The two fortune tellers today were unexpectedly unusual.

One had his life called, the other had his life changed.

The key is that these two are still master and apprentice.

It left him puzzled.

When two people like this get together and get involved, I don't know whether it's good or bad.

Compared with Huang Jinling and the others who were at a loss, Zhang Jiadong was moved in his heart.

He had lived in Shuangshui Bay for a while, and he knew something about his uncle's past. He knew that his uncle had been frail and sick since he was a child, and he had suffered a lot, hadn't he?
Even a miserable life is not bad. The place in Shuangshui Bay, and Sun Xiangyang was weak and sick, so it would be strange if he didn't have a miserable life without his father.

Later, his uncle broke through all this and became a Feng Shui master, martial arts master, and Chinese medicine master. These are not things that ordinary people can achieve.

Compared to the past, isn't it just a changed life?

From this point of view, this Master Yun'an is by no means a vain person. He obviously has real abilities, otherwise he would not be able to see these things.

But unfortunately, nothing could be seen on Huang Jinling's body.

Either Huang Jinling was special, or the person who weighed her fate had lied.

But is it possible?

The problems that Zhang Jiadong can think of, Sun Xiangyang can naturally think of, and he is even more knowledgeable.

If he hadn't time traveled by himself, the original Sun Xiangyang would have been dead, but unfortunately, he is still alive and well now. From this point of view, there is no doubt that his life has been changed.

Therefore, Sun Xiangyang became more and more curious about Master Yun'an in front of him.

He knew very well that Master Yun An never knew him before today, let alone met him, but he could see his past through his face.

And he often looks in the mirror, but has no idea of ​​his own face at all.

This shows that the metaphysics of fortune telling has great potential.

Those charlatans and fortune tellers are not all liars. Naturally, there are also experts.

"What the master said is true. I was indeed weak and sick since I was a child. Later, by chance, I struggled to survive from death, and my health gradually improved."

Sun Xiangyang said calmly, even if he did say something like time travel and rebirth, even if he didn't say it, no one would believe it.

When he was first reborn, he changed a lot. In the end, he used it to deal with it. In addition, he had all the memories of the original owner, so there was no mistake.

Even the people closest to him would never guess what happened to him.

Therefore, it is not wrong for him to describe it as surviving from death.

"You are indeed a very blessed person."

Master Yun'an nodded in agreement. Since there is such a thing as changing one's fate, Sun Xiangyang's situation is not that difficult to understand, and those who can change one's fate are naturally those with great blessings.

There is a saying that you can tell your age at the age of three. In the eyes of ordinary people, the judgment here naturally depends on the child’s parents, family, tutoring, etc., as well as the character he has developed. But in the profession of fortune telling, when he reaches the age of three, His destiny is basically stable, and more things can be seen in the future.

Although destiny is difficult to change, it is not absolute.

Of course, judging from the four words of changing one's fate against the will of heaven, it also shows the difficulty involved.

"Since the master said that I am a person with great luck, I wonder if the master is willing to accept a disciple?"

Sun Xiangyang suddenly asked.

His words immediately plunged the room into a dead silence, and everyone couldn't help but cast puzzled glances at him.

He was obviously there to see the fortune teller, so why did he end up becoming a disciple?

After being stunned for a while, Master Yun'an asked hesitantly: "Accepting a disciple?"

"Yes, I want to be your teacher and learn physiognomy. Just now, the master read my fortune and told me accurately about my past. It can be seen that the master has real skills. He is not the same as those liars in the world, and my physiognomy is also good. I’m very curious, so I hope to become my teacher. I wonder what the master’s requirements are?”

Sun Xiangyang's words echoed in Master Yun'an's ears, as well as in the ears of the others.

Several people's expressions were a little strange.

How can anyone ask someone to read a fortune teller and end up becoming a disciple just because someone else saw it accurately?

If this is the case, when a patient goes to the hospital to see a doctor, should he also become a disciple of the doctor?
"Sorry, I don't accept disciples."

Master Yun'an's years of hard work were also shattered by Sun Xiangyang.

"Master, think about it. I have studied Feng Shui, martial arts, and medicine. To be honest, I have learned all of these very well. I went to Xiangjiang before and even earned the title of Feng Shui master. You Don’t you think about finding a successor?”

Sun Xiangyang said in a rogue manner.

Huang Jinling's expression on the side became even weirder. Could it be that her master planned to learn physiognomy and help her read it?
Isn't this a bit of a joke?

"Feng Shui Master?"

Master Yun'an's eyes widened, and his determination power was even more broken.

Whether it's Feng Shui or physiognomy, to a certain extent, it does have some involvement, because they are all mixed up in the world, and they have even been regarded as feudal superstitions. And many of the great physiognomists in history are indeed proficient in it. Feng shui.

But the problem is that Master Yun'an can easily identify Sun Xiangyang's age.

Let’s not mention the martial arts and medical skills that follow, but just a Feng Shui master. Are you talking about it casually?

Just when he was full of doubts, Sun Xiangyang on the opposite side suddenly straightened his body, and then Master Yun'an's eyes suddenly widened.

This time's Ding Gong was directly torn apart.

(End of this chapter)