Peach Blossom Debt

Living fairy is an ordinary liar.

There are so many swindlers in the world, the living fairy is only one of them.

Fortune telling, in the words of the living **** who once sighed with his colleagues, how could it be true. I can really figure it out, and it can be transported. The old man turned himself into a big luck early in the morning and went to be his prime minister!

The living **** originally lived in a small town rich in fish and rice, and set up stalls for many years in the moon old temple in the town. The elder girls and wives came to the temple to seek marriage for themselves or their children, and often went to the booth to calculate a hexagram. The small town is small, and the girl in the family has a crush on the boy in the family, and the daughter in the family is about to marry. Everyone knows. Therefore, the living **** counts the hexagrams, and the people in the city give him the word "living god" as his nickname. When he marries his wife, he often invites him to drink a glass of wine.

However, on a certain day in a certain year and a certain month, another fortune teller came. This fortune-telling gentleman can not only congregate his birthday, solve the eight-character words, and answer the hexagrams in the lesson. The Living Fairy Club did not do as many tricks as he did and quickly defeated. The business is getting colder every day, and I don't want to make ends meet. Living Fairy decided to run up and down the rivers and lakes, not only to get more business, but also exercise enough.

The living fairy carried a flag curtain with a straight iron mouth, and stepped on the boundless rivers and lakes with his luggage.

On a sunny day, he arrived in Beijing.

The capital was really gold everywhere. The living **** had just arrived in a Taoist temple. He rented a box to settle down and walked into the courtyard to see the scenery. When he raised his eyes, he saw a man walking with a child in the courtyard.

The living **** glanced over and saw that the man's face was white and slightly whiskered. At around 30, at first glance, the clothes were simple, but at first glance, he used good fabrics. The child walked a little, and the clothes were small. All are exquisite, and there is a shiny golden lock on the neck.

It's a fat sheep falling from the sky.

The living **** walked forward slowly, and he smiled: "This little master is so blessed, he is really a blessed person."

The grandfather holding the child looked up at the living fairy and said, "Oh, how can you tell me?"

Living Immortal said: "You are extraordinary outside this staff, the young master is also full of nobility, and the sighted people will know that the two are nobles. Let me say that I have calculated it, which is to blame you."

He arched his hands, glanced down at the child, and inadvertently locked his eyebrows, and turned to the other side.

The living **** loses his hand pretending to look at the sky, walking leisurely, counting in his heart: one step, two steps, three steps ...

The sixth step was taken and heard behind me: "Sir, please stay."

Living Immortal turned and said: "What's the matter outside the staff?"

Grand Master said: "Mr. Fang Cai looks worried when he sees the child, but asks why."

The living **** walked slowly, thinking in his heart, the old man said what good he was. There is a catastrophe in the hit, which seems to be short-lived, which is not conducive to fire and water ...

There is a robbery in life, this famous hall is used too much; curse man's short life seems to damage Yinde ... Living God is a conscientious liar. He walked over to the old man, looked down at the child, and said, "Dare to ask the little master, but is Jiazi born every year?"

Ruyi locks on the child's neck to lock the corner of a flower purse, which seems to be embroidered with a pattern of a mouse rolling money, and the living fairy boldly guessed so.

The grandfather awed with respect: "Yes, the child was born on the first day of July in the Jiazi year."

The living **** pinched his beard, pinched his fingers, and said, "The young master is born rich and wealthy, destined to live a long life, and will be able to enjoy the rare blessings that others will not enjoy in the future. However, in the marriage, I am afraid that some ... "

Living gods are calculating, changing their lives, and crossing disasters are not good ones, and their counterparts in Beijing will definitely be able to simply pull on one of their most proud competencies and grab a bunch of his mother.

Grand Master said: "What happened to the marriage?"

Living God said: "Just before looking down from a distance, I saw the young master's body full of yang and Zhao Zhao, and only those who are born in the sun, the moon, and the sun have this kind of weather."

The old man naturally asked: "How is it called the solar year, the sun, the moon, and the sun?"

Living God said: "The year of Jiazi, the first is Yang, the second is Yin, the first is Yang, and the other is Yin. Double is yin. The first day of July in Jiazi year is the sun and the sun. And the person born in July, Xia Zhengshi, has a bad marriage. Poetry is dry and dry, when the lone goose is flying alone, the sun is born People— "

The living **** sighed and shook his head, "It's the life of the solitary luan forever."

The old man looked startled, looking at the child in his hand: "Eternal Lone Luan ...... Actually ~~ Sir, can there be a solution?"

This is what the living **** waited for, and frowned, saying: "Alas, the life of the eternal luan is unsolvable ..."

The living fairy pulled a long note after being unsolvable, and added the word "but" after the preparation.

Yin had just pulled in half, and the old master staggered back, "I can't understand it!" He turned to look at Chang Tian and sighed.

The living fairy hurried forward: "But ..."

The words didn't fall, and my feet were empty.

It turned out that the living fairy and the grandfather had been standing by a dry well, but recently a princess was coming to watch the dip, repair the ground, and the cloth used to lift the soil was still on the wellhead. It was full of mud, except for a little bit of drumming, and it was no different from the ordinary ground. The living fairy stepped on it and suddenly fell into it, fell directly into the bottom of the well. The back of the head hit the wall of the well for a while. Stunned.

The old man sighed and turned around, empty around him, and the fortune-teller was just missing.

Since then, there has been another legend in the capital that a high person once appeared.

The living fairy fell to the bottom of the well, broke an arm, and raised in Taoist temple for more than a month before turning around. The capital of Beijing is very expensive, and the savings for many years are almost exhausted. Living Fairy feels that he may be guilty of some crimes against the capital, and this drop is a sign that trading will not make money. Once the arm was raised, the living fairy immediately left Beijing and set foot on Jianghu Road again.

After drifting for nearly two decades, the living fairy stepped into the capital again.

The living fairy is now more than seventy years old and can't move. He wants to find a place to do business in a long time, to be rich and old-age.

The living **** still longs for Beijing, and feels that Beijing is lively and has a lot of business. The so-called big hidden is in the city. The bazaar in Beijing is the most prosperous market, and it is most suitable for the old people like him.

After nearly two decades, the Taoist temple was quite prosperous and the subject was almost ancient, and it was very kind to see the living fairy. Living God bought two old houses in the alleys of Beijing, and went to this Taoist temple during the day to set up a stall.

After the living fairy settled down, he first asked about the rare things in the capital as usual.

There are so many rare things in the capital, but there is one thing that the living gods think is the rarest.

The eldest son of the prime minister of the Song dynasty was an eternal life.

Legend has it that Song Chengxiang once met a senior man, and fortune telling his eldest son that he was born in a yang year and that he was born, and he was destined not to turn over forever. The fate of the seniors was indeed exactly the same. The eldest son of the Prime Minister Song Cheng ’s family was already a joke in the whole capital. The young lady he offered to him must have ran away with others. The young son Song recently fell in love with a girl in the building. Except for him, everyone in Beijing knows that the sister has a good scholar who lives in the broken temple.

Living Immortal was quite surprised. I didn't expect the world to have the life of an eternal luan, if the old man met this one.

One day, the living fairy was sitting behind the booth in the temple, and a young son brother scratched in and walked in.

The living fairy looked at him vainly, lonely all over, and his expression was gloomy. His eyes were straight, and with the old eyes of the living fairy, he knew that it was hurt.

The living **** feels that since the word eternal luan has been said by an expert and verified by a noble, it should be used frequently. So he called out: "This son."

Brother Gong'er returned with a trace of God, and the living fairy touched the white beard and narrowed his old eyes: "This son, the old man looks at the black gas above your head, the red luan star is dim, but hurt by love?"

The younger brother walked to the stall staggeringly, without a word, he stretched out his palm. "Since you can see it, show me a palmistry, and I ask about marriage."

Living God said: "The old man is not longer than palmistry, can the son test the word?"

The younger brother said: "Fine, let's test a word." The pen wrote a word "double".

Living Immortal half-closed eyes said: "This word is disassembled, it is one word after another word, and it is emphasized again, there is a round of reciprocating, you must not escape the meaning. Son, you ask the marriage, forgive the old man. , My son, I am afraid that it is the life of the solitary luan ... "

The young man's eyes were straight, sitting blankly. The living **** was about to say: "But ..." Brother Gongzi suddenly laughed two times, and murmured: "Sure enough, really, no matter when it counts, it is this broken life!" Haha laughed again, Stumbled and went straight out the door.

The living fairy shouted loudly: "Son, son, you haven't given you the money!" After chasing outside the door, I haven't seen the figure anymore.

The lame man begging outside the door smiled and said, "You have also met this young son Song today. Alas, he is also very pitiful, because an expert gave him his life. The fortune-teller of the whole Beijing city gave him a marriage, except for Eternal solitary luan, where else can be counted. Alas, it is really unlucky! "

The living **** suddenly realized that only the famous son Song was the famous one. It doesn't matter if there is no money, and it looks really strange to look at him.

The next year, the living fairy heard that Song Gongzi Ping Bai disappeared without a trace at home. The incident was so violent that even the emperor ordered the whole world to look for it with no results. Everyone guessed that Song Gongzi was overhearted. After seeing through the red dust, he went to shave in the small temple of Lao Lin in the deep mountain.

Living Fairy's business in Beijing was smooth. There are so many people in the world who love fortune telling, and the living **** tells his apprentices that this money is not what we deceived them to spend, but they are willing to spend it.

Several apprentices of Living Fairy are street youths. Seeing that they are not full, Living Fairy often divides their meals, and by the way accepts the apprentice.

The living **** said, only if he had accumulated virtue after death.

The living fairy lived to more than ninety years, and was lying in bed at the end of his life.

He collected several apprentices and really accumulated Yinde. Among the apprentices he collected were two saplings who had escaped from the conspicuously expensive house, and three were children of hungry families who fled to the capital after the Yellow River flood. The fathers and mothers of these apprentices in Yincao Difu were grateful to the living gods and said a lot of good things in front of the king of the earth.

The king called the living **** to the front of the palace and said that he could give him a wealthy and rich baby in his next life, and that his merits were still left. The king asked if he had any wishes.

The living fairy said, yes, the old man was called the living fairy for a lifetime, but he was not blessed to be a fairy to see the heaven. So I want to go to heaven to see it again.

King Yan said, this is easy to handle. Arranged that Lu Xuan submitted a letter to the Jade Emperor, and invited an immortal to take a living fairy to swim in the heavenly court.

When the living fairy was walking in the heavenly court, he still did not forget to inquire about the rare things in the heavenly court.

Leading his immortal envoy: "If it seems to mortals, there are rare things everywhere in the heavenly court. Do you want to say the most rare things?" The immortal pointed with his hand. Fairy Song Hyun, he is very rare. "

The living **** narrowed her old eyes and stretched her neck to look in the direction of her fingers.

I saw under the fairy tree, a young fairy in a blue robe sat with a fairy in a light-colored gown. The blue robe fairy said to the fairy with a little sigh: "Heng Wen, in fact, when I was in the world, an expert once fortune-tell me, saying that I was destined to live forever ...