Yuanshen, picked up a Grass God's Eye

Hurry up, do what you say.

Under Chihuyan, close to the port, people come and go, Xiangling found a good place for Dongshan.

Liyue Port is prosperous, and the composition of personnel is also complicated. There are cooks, Chinese medicine practitioners, martial arts swordsmen, little Taoists, bodyguards, inns, wealthy businessmen, immortals, half immortals, various antique spice books, mechanism techniques, terracotta warriors, the Some have all, and of course there are fortune-telling and divination.

Fortune teller Qimeng looked curiously at this new... colleague?

In front of him, there was a signboard in black and white.

"Accompany you to face up to your emotional distress, and help you resolve the distress in your life. I am Dong Shan, a psychiatrist. What can I do to help you?"

Dongshan grinned at her and said his signature lines.

"No, thanks."

Qimeng waved her hand politely, looked at Dongshan who was still holding a copy of "Liyue Hundred Laws" in his hand, hesitated to speak, and finally looked at Xiangling aside: "What kind of profession is this psychiatrist?"

"I know this, sister Qimeng, you know legal consultants, right?"

Qimeng nodded.

Liyue is a harbor that values ​​contracts and trade, and it is also a place where wealth is accumulated and deposited.

Merchants from various countries are active here, creating a prosperous scene in Liyue, but also bringing many disputes.Tianquan Ningguang has formulated detailed legal regulations for this purpose, but not everyone has the patience to study them, so the profession of legal consultants came into being.

They are familiar with the laws of Liyue, handle conflicts on behalf of those in need, and receive corresponding rewards.

"A psychiatrist is someone who solves people's psychological problems and provides life counseling."

"Psychological...problems?" This touches on Qimeng's knowledge blind spot, after all, Tivat is still at the stage of confessing to the gods in this regard.

In fact, Xiangling is also half-knowledgeable.

After preliminary observations and a deeper understanding of Liyue Port, Dongshan finally decided to focus on the "people" to discover the first pot of gold.

Walking through the streets and alleys of Liyue, you will feel as if you have passed away.

What they think, what they think, and their daily greetings are also about the family's troubles, which family's children are promising; which family's daughter is married to whom; what's going on with well-known celebrities recently...

So much the same.

The same is life.

So empathy, commonality.

And in terms of finding entertainment, letting oneself forget troubles and become more enjoyable, intelligent creatures are similar, no matter which world they are in.

Because Liyue Port is prosperous and people's lives are well-off, Mr. Yun can even support the theater by himself.

In addition, Wanmintang, Sanwanbugang, Chunxiang Kiln, Yanshang Tea House... Chihuyan has gathered three religions and nine streams. Under the prosperity, speculators, gold diggers, wage earners, etc. from other places also like to spend in this kind of place.

And when there are more people, various needs will be born.

Therefore, Dongshan doesn't have to worry about being unprofessional. His current positioning of himself is an entertainment-oriented "psychiatrist", more to satisfy people's curiosity and novelty about visitors from other worlds.

It can't make much waves among the conservative Liyue people, at most it can add a little chatter after dinner, and Dongshan can make a quick buck before investing in other aspects.

But there are no customers yet, so he simply chatted with the fortune teller next to him.

"Miss Qimeng, as a fortuneteller, why don't you have a poem number as a signboard? Will there be any business?"

"No need, I'm still well-known in Liyue Port, and people who are predestined will come."

Because of Xiangling's presence, Dongshan probably knew most of the people in Liyuegang, and Qimeng didn't see her colleague who set up a stall very close to her.

She was actually a little curious.

"It sounds amazing, but I think a fortuneteller should have a poem name. Life needs a sense of ritual. Would you like me to recommend one for you?"

"Is it a poem from another world?" Qimeng became interested.

Whether you use it or not, it's good to listen to.

Xiangling also opened her eyes wide. Dongshan always acted very simple in front of her. Although he was smart, his black and white signs were all written by Xiangling.

Laughing to death, Dongshan's handwriting is as ugly as a chicken pecking rice. If he can't write glass seals, the original handwriting is also ugly.

That's it, you still want to read poetry?

Dongshan cleared his throat and was not stage fright at all: "Listen well: people have the ambition to rise above the heavens, no luck can't pass by themselves, horses can travel thousands of miles, no one can't go by themselves. Time, fate, and luck , it's not what I can't do."

Qimeng savored the rhyme carefully, the format is slightly different from Liyue's poem, but there are similar verses, she just feels that the meaning contained in it is very suitable for those who come to ask for divination.

When would a person want to do divination?

Isn't that what it feels like?

This has greatly improved her divination ability.

"Crack, crack." Qimeng applauded without hesitation, "Good poem, good poem, it's really wonderful."

Then I got tangled up, although I only planned to listen to it at first, but now I feel that it would be great if it can be used.

Xiangling is so smart: "Sister Qimeng, why don't you use this as the title of the poem, it's really suitable."

"That's right, think about it, Miss Qimeng, it's really suitable." Dongshan is so smart, and he is also very interested in divination.

"Well, thank you very much. I took advantage of it. I should choose a good day and auspicious day to ask for it with a gift, but now I am not respectful." Qimeng is not entangled anymore. She really likes it. Liyueren is frank in this regard. .

Fans and storytellers of "Qiuqiu Ballad" even went to Wanwen Jishe to look for the creator's works, but unfortunately, Hu Tao's poetry collections "Liyue Gossip" and "Chai Rice Oil Salt" have not yet been published.

There was joy on his face, and the next step was to pay the price, and it was a one-off price, which could not be turned down.

In fact, Dong Shan wanted Qimeng to give him a divination, but she gave too much mora, a total of [-] mora in exchange for the poem he liked.

Even though Dongshan has repeatedly stated that this is not his own creation, but just picking up the wisdom of his predecessors, Qimeng still insists on paying the refill fee.

All this fell into the eyes of a sailor who did not want to be named.

When Qimeng happily went to find famous writers to write poetry titles, Dongshan's first customer came to the door.

"Accompany you to face up to your emotional distress, and help you resolve the distress in your life. I am Dong Shan, a psychiatrist. What can I do to help you?"

Dongshan grinned at him and said his signature lines.

"Hi, my name is Zhihua. Excuse me, what exactly do you do here? Is it also divination?" Zhihua looked at Dongshan, his eyes fell on Xiangling, and he showed a flattering smile.

"Xiangling, you're here too."

"I've been here all the time."

"Uh, haha, didn't pay attention, didn't pay attention..."

Dongshan understood him and explained: "It's not divination, but counseling. If you have emotional distress, or depression in your life, I can provide some advice to resolve these psychological needs."

"I see." Zhihua showed an expression that I understood, "Excuse me, what is the fee?"

"It's all voluntary. If there is no help, no money will be taken."

Zhihua was taken aback when he heard Dongshan's words, he is so kind and generous, I won't be sleepy if you say this!

"May I ask what you need to ask?"

"Well, love fortune."

"Mr. Zhihua, I don't provide divination here, I only provide consultation. Regarding love, what troubles do you have?" Dong Shan smiled all over his face, thinking about how to be tactful.

It's not good to ask about love. There are many ways to hurt a person. You don't have to point out why he is single.

Zhihua hesitated, but still said it: "Actually, I have someone I like, but I don't know how to pursue her. I can only watch in secret, and I think it's very good, but how can I just watch? How can I let her know that I like her and is willing to marry me?"

Dongshan was wrong. He was not precise enough in his positioning of entertainment, and realized that self-positioning and outsiders' opinions were two different things.

You are too demanding.

I'm not a matchmaker.

Xiangling on the side opened her eyes wide, and listened very gossip.

Who do you have a crush on?

After thinking for a while, under Zhihua's expectant gaze, Dongshan gave him a tactful fart: "Mr. Zhihua, is there a possibility that if you are just in love secretly, then the girl you like may not like you. You are even more invisible."

"It's human nature to have a crush on someone. It's very strange, purely stubborn and cautious. I believe that crushes are experienced by many people, but crushes usually don't have good results."

"Because when you choose a secret love, it means that you have prepared for the worst, or you think that the chance of being together is very small, so you choose the path of a secret love."

"In your heart, you already have the answer, don't you?"

Dongshan knows his destiny and does his best, so let him be sober and don't think too much about it.

However, "I see, I should find a good day to confess my love! Thank you for your suggestion! I will come back to thank you when I succeed!"

Zhihua was elated after hearing this, and left without taking anything away.

"..."

Sure enough, like tossing a coin to decide something, the decision has already been made when the toss is made. The so-called consultation... Sure enough, the decision has already been made during the consultation.

Dongshan didn't expect his thanks anymore.

This guy is just the beginning, he is honest and honest after experiencing a thief, but Dongshan suddenly finds out that Liyue's people also like to prostitute for nothing.

Not good, overrated.

Until dusk, the "consultation" of three melons and two dates is enough for him to eat a few Mora meats.

Xiangling also comforted him: "It was like this at the beginning, and it will be fine when you become famous. I think Dong Shan's explanation is very useful, and you have learned a lot of new knowledge."

"I understand. After all, the sense of ceremony is very important. Today is too hasty. Just a signboard and my face, people don't believe it." Dong Shan is not in a hurry, after all, his assets have quadrupled at once, and he looks down on those three melons. , Just treat it as a profit.

Be prepared not to open for three years, but open for three years.

There is nothing wrong with this kind of life, it is very peaceful.

But when the stall was about to close, a tall guest came.

Wearing Zhidong's attire, with Daozuma's knife pinned to his waist, walking in the port of Liyue, he stood in front of the psychiatrist Dongshan, sized him up, and didn't speak immediately.

"Guest, the stall has been closed here."

With a smile on his face, Dongshan closed the "General Principles of Liyue Hundred Methods" in his hand, holding the heavy book like a brick.

"Hey, Dongshan, don't be in such a hurry." The little cook didn't realize that something was wrong. She smelled a little bit stronger, submerged in the fishy smell of the port market, and there were many people carrying weapons, which was normal. But she didn't bring Miechen in the box now, "It's actually still early."

"That's right, but Xiangling, I've been bothering you for too long today, I'm going to take you and the crispy rice to have a good meal later, I'm treating you." Dongshan didn't object, and glanced at her, "Yes No, you go first, go and bring the crispy rice, we are meeting at Huyan."

"Hey, Dongshan, you don't have to be so polite."

Xiangling muttered, but was pushed away in the end.

Let's celebrate it as if Dong Shan made his first pot of gold.

Mmm, having a roast tonight.

In situ, Dongshan wasn't too nervous.

This is Liyue Port.

The place where Prince Yan sits.

Do you still dare to kill and silence?

"Accompany you to face up to your emotional distress, and help you resolve the distress in your life. I am Dong Shan, a psychiatrist. What can I do to help you?"

Dongshan said his signature lines to him.

And that person seemed to have finally determined something, looking at him, trembling all over.

"You are very special, your physique is very special, you perfectly absorbed a trace of my strength."

The voice was full of surprise, as if encountering such a thing for the first time, and then surprised.

But not from people.

Dongshan saw the red demon knife pinned from his waist, which was automatically unsheathed.

Not only that, but this time he also saw that besides the red blade, there was also an ominous streamer lingering on it.

Is coming.

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ps: The new event is coming, everyone must have extra tickets, crazy hint~(?·?·)??

Chapter 12 Picked up a God's Eye, although it seems like Kiyana is the strongest