Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 193

This big central street usually doesn't have a name.

It's just called Central Street.

But this central street is indeed extremely huge. Of course, the most important thing is the wide area where each person walks out.

Although it is not possible to pave the road with green bricks.

But the huge flow of people every day has indeed stepped on this land extremely firmly.

It's not bad.

It is precisely because of this that there are often small vendors near the central street.

All kinds of snacks are also in an endless stream.

And in such a situation, Fang Xin waved the big banner in his hand, and then walked out of it:
"Ding ding ding..."

While walking, the little bell hanging on his cloth streamer rang.

It sounds extra crisp.

This street was already very lively, but the small street he walked through was one of the quieter streets attached to the central street.

Specifically.

That's where all kinds of weird things, or items are sold.

Quite an antique street feeling.

Here, everyone is very quiet, and some are sitting on futons, just sitting there quietly.

Some are fiddling with the things in their hands.

All kinds of compiled gadgets, such as little monkeys, are vividly displayed in the hands of these craftsmen.

There are special small fish for sale.

There are some little squirrels for sale.

Anyway, it is the strange people who stand out.

Generally speaking, even if this street is in this huge Wanli City, it still has a special status.

however.

Even if it is so quiet, on such a big street, Fang Xin's outfit and equipment are extremely explosive.

Just at this time.

A ding ding was heard.

Lao Zhang, who was pinching the little clay figurine, raised his head involuntarily.

Immediately afterwards, the clay figurine Zhang couldn't help but widen his eyes:

"This... what is this?"

It's like this kind of person wearing a gossip robe, holding a big pan with a bell in his left hand, and a gossip bag in his right hand.

That's really weird.

Moreover, the bell hanging on the streamer rang every step of the way, and the old man also had white beard and hair, a proper image of an extraterrestrial expert.

Good guy.

The combination of the inside and outside immediately attracted the attention of most people on this street.

There are quite a few people wearing Taoist robes.

But wearing a gossip Taoist robe, and it's brightly colored, with a bright yellow feeling, makes people feel weird.

Of course.

It seems that this kind of robe is specially prepared by Fang Xin, it's just weird, it's just strange for people who don't know it.

But still quite aesthetically pleasing.

It is precisely because of this that those strange people who have been meditating here with their eyes closed and busy with their own work subconsciously pay attention to Fang Xin.

That's what this street is all about.

Now came an even more remarkable figure.

It can't be said that it is a dragon crossing the river.

What's more, nowadays they don't have much fun every day, so it's not bad to have an interesting character.

thought of here.

The clay figurine Zhang didn't even look at it, he just picked out a piece of soil, and with a light movement of his hands, he squeezed the person Fang Xin transformed into a mess.

Even, even the gossip on the small cloth bag in his hand is extremely detailed.

It can be said that technology is close to Tao.

Seeing the handicraft of clay figurine Zhang, the old man who was playing with a little monkey next to him couldn't help coming over:

"By the way, Old Zhang, can you see what kind of background this master coming from the opposite side has?"

"There are so many things in hand."

"Could it be that you have been traveling in other places for a long time, and you want to come here to settle down and enjoy yourself?"

Speaking of this, the old man with a little monkey standing on his shoulder looked at the little clay figurine in the hands of the clay figurine Zhang with great interest.

Although this clay figurine has not yet been painted.

But there is really a feeling of both form and spirit.

The main thing is that kind of god.

It makes people feel as if they are living people. This method cannot be pinched by others.

Turned his head.

The clay figurine Zhang turned his head and glanced at the side, this monkey-like old man, then chuckled a few times:
"You old monkey is really very curious. If you are curious, go up and ask yourself. I don't want to provoke this evil fire."

After the words fell, he just saw his hands together, and the clay figurine he just squeezed out was directly rubbed into a small ball by him.

Then, in the blink of an eye, the image of a skinny old man with a little monkey on his shoulders appeared in his hands:
"Here, let's play with the monkey for you."

After the words fell, he directly handed the old man's clay figurine to the little monkey's hand:

"Squeak... squeak..."

Don't say it yet.

Although the monkey is small, it is extremely agile.

The most surprising thing is.

There is no rope or iron chain on this little monkey, and it looks very free.

The golden hair on the body is very beautiful.

This is not like the actions of ordinary monkey people.

Just from this performance, it can be understood that this old monkey is also a character with real skills in his hands.

He glanced at the monkey on his shoulder.

The old man seemed a little puzzled:

"Old Zhang, when you pinch me next time, can you not pinch me so thin and short?"

"Although we are playing monkeys, we don't look like living monkeys."

Hearing this, Clay Figurine Zhang couldn't help showing a slight smile:

"Pinch yourself and go back and pinch yourself."

"I don't want the reputation of my clay figurine Zhang to be ruined by your hands."

After speaking, he casually picked out a small piece of mud the size of a palm from his stall.

Then it fell into the hands of the old man.

He hurriedly took the mud, and then the old man took the little clay figurine from his monkey.

Followed by.

He put the little clay figurine on the small table in front of his house.

Immediately afterwards, the two heads of one person and one monkey got together, as if they were discussing something, trying to make themselves fuller:
"I think this end needs to be rounded."

"The body has to be rubbed a little fatter, so it's real."

One person and one monkey whispered.

In a short while, the image of the thin old man was actually pinched into a wealthy landlord.

Don't say it yet.

It really looks a bit like that.

He turned his head and glanced at the old monkey who was playing very well with the house monkey.

The clay figurine Zhang shook his head, then glanced at Fang Xin, and sighed faintly:

"It's getting more and more lively now."

"I hope that those of you who have real skills are just having fun, and don't bring trouble to us pond fish."

After the words fell, he took the large piece of mud on the chopping board.

Afterwards, he lightly kneaded some dirt, but in the blink of an eye, a naive little monkey appeared in his hands.

And at this time.

A child who came out to play with his father suddenly stretched out his hand:
"Father, I want that~"

Immediately afterwards, Clay Figurine Zhang started his business today, looking like an ordinary clay figurine.

the other side.

When he just walked into this street, Fang Xin couldn't help but smile more deeply:
"The small hermit hides in the wild, and the big hermit hides in the city."

"There will always be more outsiders in this densely populated place."

"It's getting more and more lively."

Thinking of this, he saw a deserted place.

Then spread their own yellow cloth.

Put down the gossip plate.

Put down the bamboo tube again.

Lay out the turtle shells, money.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person sat there with his eyes closed, looking like he was waiting for a guest to come to his door.

Of course.

During this period, the other people on this small street were all looking at him vaguely.

After all, his body is too conspicuous.

Even on this street where people come and go, it is also unique.

really.

Kung fu in a short while.

I only saw a young man who looked like a rich and idle man walked over with two walnuts in his hand.

He squatted in front of Fang Xin, and then he seemed to be very curious, and touched the turtle shell in front of him:
"Old man, what are these things for?"

"Could it be possible to sell it?"

Although he is rich, although he is very rich, it does not mean that he is an idiot.

Those who can really gain a foothold on this street are basically people with real skills, who are extremely outstanding in an industry.

Although it doesn't have to be offered.

But the kind that comes up to be picky, that's true, it's true that there is a bag in the head.

Hearing the son's inquiry.

Those who were closer to Fang Xin's booth, the others who were either jugglers or sugar blowers also quietly raised their ears:

They are also very curious!
Seeing his first guest coming, Fang Xin glanced at him first, then showed a smile, and said with a smile:
"The old man knows a little bit about divination."

"You can predict the fate of the day and night, know the past and the future."

"Young master, do you want to do the math?"

Hearing what Fang Xin said, Mr. Liu took a step back:
"... Know the past and the future?"

When he said this, he immediately hesitated.

This is a bit of a bad choice.

After all, people are not sages and sages, and there is nothing wrong with them. There are always a few things that people don't want others to know.

Of course.

It's not that he didn't think about rebutting a few words.

But the experience and lessons of his predecessors told him that in the face of what he didn't know, he must not force himself to stand out.

It's best to let someone else do the testing.

really.

With Fang Xin knowing the past and the future through this exit, it is a blessing and a curse.

Those who were free from other stalls on this street, or those who were idle, came over.

All I saw was that one of the young men who looked like a servant suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"Is what the old man said accurate?"

"If you really do this, wouldn't you be like a fairy?"

"The gods can't do this..."

"..."

With his coaxing, the others couldn't help but become bolder one by one:
"One, sir."

"Yeah, let's have a look~"

"..."

Seeing a group of people around here, watching them booing here, Mr. Liu also laughed.

In this way, he does not stand out as a whole.

But you can also see what this old gentleman is capable of.

With the conditions of his family, basically as long as the children and grandchildren want to do something big and enjoy it with peace of mind, ten lifetimes will not be spent.

He didn't want to mess around.

Seeing the booing from the people around, Fang Xin was not only not angry, but was extremely happy.

After all, booing means more popularity.

Just let him show his general methods and make his reputation famous.

It was just a matter of trying to see how Ziwei's sky-gazing technique would benefit him.

Thinking of this, he first smiled slightly, expressing kindness, and then said:
"This old man has calculations, money, birth date, facial features, and bone physiognomy."

"I don't know who wants to try it?"

Hearing that he is so professional and has many methods, everyone became more interested.

This is called professionalism!
But for a while, they really didn't want to let themselves go up to experiment.

After all, once you see something more private, you will really lose face.

However, everyone was quite surprised by this divination.

After all, there are fortune tellers in the city. It seems that it is very troublesome to ask the gods for instructions. It seems not as interesting as this one.

Just at this time.

I only saw a middle-aged woman with a basket in her hand and a well-dressed woman walking out:
"Old man, let me do the math first."

"It happens to be a profitable market."

As soon as the middle-aged woman opened her mouth, people around made way for her. After all, if she didn't go in, why would everyone watch the excitement?
Sit on the futon opposite.

The middle-aged woman looked at Fang Xin quietly, as if expecting something.

I saw this middle-aged woman sitting in front of my house.

Subconsciously, Fang Xin looked him up and down.

Looking at it at a glance, it's amazing.

The face is not very round, but it looks slightly bigger than ordinary people.

The sound is slightly rough, like frosting.

Although it is well dressed, the bones are very thick when you look at the big palm.

From these three conditions, it seems that there is a kind of loneliness in old age.

more importantly.

The left and right foreheads are neither convex nor warped, and the inward depression is slightly dim, as if there is a feeling of the death of both parents.

With these two thoughts suddenly appeared.

Fang Xin could only feel that the cultivation method of Ziwei Sky-watching Technique linked by his spiritual light seemed to be slowly flickering.

The golden words danced in the ancestral aperture.

It seems that they are permuting and combining, and it seems that they are evolving something.

However, the changes are too small, after all, there is still no major abnormality born, let alone the feeling of directly seeing through the secrets of heaven.

He got it.

This is practicing magic.

Thinking of this, he continued to look at the lady in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, only the left and right eyebrows of the woman seemed to be uneven, and the bag under the left eye was slightly dim and haggard.

For a moment, Fang Xin's eyes on the woman in front of him changed a little:
"What kind of human suffering is this?"

The eyebrows are uneven, the bags under the eyes are dry, only in the face, that is the appearance of the brother's discord and the son's early death.

Thinking of this, he pointed forward slightly, and then said to the woman:
"Please shake the tortoise shell..."

(End of this chapter)