Chapter 69: Iron Mouth Divination Chapter 67 The curse can be lifted, but the cause and effect are hard to eliminate? Zi Xuan and the other two were all stunned when they heard this. Lan Lan took a deep breath and asked, "According to what Master said, doesn't that mean that the puppet master might still come looking for us?" "That's right!" Elder Monk Zhiyuan nodded, "It is indeed possible." Xiao Jing's heart was beating hard, and she couldn't help but ask, "Master, what should we do..." Before Lan Lan finished speaking, she was interrupted by Zi Xuan who was mumbling to herself. "Master!" Zixuan looked straight at Zhiyuan in front of her and asked, "I want to ask you, do you know someone?" "who?" "A fortune teller who calls himself the Iron Mouth Diviner?" Fortune teller? Lanlan and Xiaojing looked at each other, both with puzzled expressions. They were obviously confused by Zixuan's abrupt question.
They naturally didn't know that when the old monk said "curses can be resolved, but karma is hard to eliminate", Zixuan's heart was touched, and she suddenly thought of another eight words - "Marriage can be resolved, but karma is hard to eliminate!" And these eight words happened to be told to Zixuan by a fortune teller thirty years ago. Zixuan's first formal experience of life in the human world was in Shuzhou 23 years ago. But before that, she had also had brief encounters with ordinary mortals because of their needs for food, clothing, shelter and transportation. The scene that impressed her the most was the one 30 years ago. That morning, she was eating ramen, Lanzhou ramen, in a small town called Guanshan in northwest China. At this time, Lanzhou ramen was famous for its tender meat, delicious soup and fine noodles, and had long been known as "the best noodle in China". It had a unified standard: one, clear soup; two, white radish; three, green coriander; four, red chili; five, yellow noodles. After Zixuan drifted to the Small Thousand Worlds, she accidentally ate it once and felt that it was very good for her stomach and praised it highly. After eating it a few times, she liked it, so sometimes she couldn't help but take time to eat a bowl of it after exploring and traveling. The ramen restaurant in Guanshan Town is naturally located in the town. That morning, a fortune teller came to the town. He was a young man in his twenties. The young man was very handsome, wearing a purple-black robe, which revealed a steady temperament. He found a table and a long bench from somewhere and put them together to form a temporary stall. The stall was placed at the entrance of the town's vegetable market, because there were many people there. Behind the stall, there was a green banner supported by a bamboo pole, on which was written: Iron Mouth Divination. The young man had been setting up his stall for half an hour, but there was not a single customer and no one paid him much attention. This is not surprising. There are not many people who seek divination in the first place, not to mention that the stall owner is a young man who looks green. I think even if ordinary people have something to ask for, they will find an experienced old man. The young man was not in a hurry. He sat leisurely on the bench, holding a yellow gourd filled with wine in his left hand and slowly flipping through an ancient book that had turned a little yellow with his right hand. About half an hour later, his first customer arrived. A rather fat middle-aged man hesitated for a while and walked to the stall. His last name was Yan, and people in the town jokingly called him Fatty Yan. He asked the young man to calculate the baby in his wife's belly, whether it was a boy or a girl. Fatty Yan had a daughter before, but she died of illness shortly after birth. After that, his wife had been unable to get pregnant for many years, but this year she finally got her wish, so she was very nervous. At this time, he came to tell fortunes, not so much for confirmation as for psychological comfort. The young man carefully examined the birthday card handed over and quickly came to a conclusion: mother and child were safe, a pair of twins, a boy and a girl. This conclusion may be too much in line with people's wishes and too detailed to be incredible.
Twins? After Fatty Yan heard what the young man said, the fat on his face trembled and he laughed twice, then said, "Then I'll borrow your good words!" The young man's words obviously surprised Fatty Yan. He had asked fortune tellers to tell his fortune before, but those fortune tellers were very secretive and could never be so sure. In fact, this is also the way fortune tellers grasp the psychology of those who are asking for help. The more vague and ambiguous their words are, the more mysterious and convincing they will seem. It is also because of this that there was once a story about fortune-telling that was widely circulated. The story is about three candidates who were going to Beijing to take the imperial examinations, and they went to have their fortune told before leaving. The fortune teller said nothing, but only pointed a finger mysteriously. The candidates thought that meant they would definitely pass the exam, and left satisfied. Afterwards, the friend asked the fortune teller, "How can you guarantee that your prediction is accurate?" The fortune teller said: "If one of the three people passes the exam, this finger represents that one person will pass; if two pass the exam, this finger represents that one person will fail; if all three pass the exam, this finger represents that no one will fail; if none of the three pass the exam, this finger represents that no one will fail." The friend was amazed and thought it was a profound theory. After the young man gave his divination, Fatty Yan didn't say anything more. He paid the money and turned to leave. "and many more!" At this time, the young man called out to the middle-aged fat man, "You don't need to go shopping anymore, go back quickly, your wife is about to give birth!" Fat Yan was stunned when he heard this, but after thinking about it, he stopped going to the market and went home suspiciously. As soon as he entered the house, he saw his elderly mother with a happy face, and immediately learned from her a piece of news that made him dumbfounded: his wife had just given birth with the help of a midwife. Both mother and child were fine, twins! Soon, Fat Yan came back to the young man's stall and respectfully handed him a big red envelope. With Fatty Yan's live advertising, the young man's stall immediately became very popular. Some people ask about their careers, some ask about their fortunes, some ask about their marriages, and some come to consult because they lost their precious jewelry... The young man gave answers one by one, some of the interpretations were detailed, some were simple. What was amazing was that everything that happened at the time came true. The person who lost the jewelry found it in a meadow in the town, and the person who confessed his love finally got the approval of his sweetheart... A fortune teller has come to town! Bu Suan’s stall was only a hundred meters away from the ramen restaurant, so this news naturally reached Zixuan’s ears. After finishing her ramen, she came to the stall full of curiosity. She wanted to see what kind of person this person was, and how dare he claim to be a fortune teller. You know, even the priests of the Sky Fox Tribe were no better than this. Since the market in the town ended early, there were not many people there when Zixuan arrived. After waiting for one or two people, it was Zixuan's turn. "What about your birthday?" The young man raised his head and looked at her, saying casually. "Let's do some fortune telling!" Zixuan said with a smile. Then, she took the pen on the table and wrote a big word on the blank space on the notebook next to her - Moon! "moon?" The young man took the book, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Good handwriting! Good handwriting!" "Good? What's good about it?" Zi Xuan asked. The young man turned a deaf ear to the sound, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, shaking his head like a scholar, and chanting: "When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the sky. I wonder what year it is in the palace of heaven... People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, and this has always been the case. I wish you a long life, so that we can enjoy the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart!"
At that time, Zixuan didn't understand what he meant. It was only after she came into contact with Chinese culture that she realized that he was reciting "Water Melody: When Will the Bright Moon Appear" - the representative work of the famous Chinese poet Su Shi. Of course, she would never have thought at that time that this poem would become a work she recited frequently during the traditional Chinese festival Mid-Autumn Festival. At this moment, Zi Xuan was a little annoyed. She originally had a curious mindset to divine, and she was speechless when she saw the young man singing and clapping his hands as if no one was around. She wanted to interrupt him several times, but she finally held back. "What a nice poem! What a nice moon!" After the young man finished reciting, it took him a while to come back to his senses. He then said, "Oh, what do you want to ask?" "What do you want to ask? I want to ask--" Zi Xuan said halfway and suddenly hesitated. How could she have forgotten this? It was impossible for her to say that she was from the upper world and ask how to go back! For a mortal, this was too unbelievable. Seeing that she was a little hesitant, the young man smiled and said, "I see, you must want to ask about marriage!" "Marriage? I--" Zixuan's face turned red for no reason, and she thought to herself, I have never had this idea. But when she looked up, the young man had already picked up his pen and was writing, so she had no choice but to stop talking. Besides, she was just trying it out, and didn't expect to get any useful information. The young man finished writing on the paper and then handed it to her. She took it and saw four lines of inscription on it: I don't envy the mandarin ducks, I only envy the immortals, a thousand miles of marriage is tied by a thread. After collecting hundreds of flowers to make honey, for whom is the hard work and for whom is the sweetness? "What... does this mean?" Zi Xuan asked. The first sentence seemed easy to understand and made sense, and I had never thought about the long-lasting love between men and women. But the rest was confusing and difficult to understand. The young man didn't say anything, but just laughed. He took the wine gourd from the bench beside him and took off the red ribbon tied in the middle of the gourd. Then he slowly and forcefully tied a knot. Then he tied a second knot. "Try to untie it!" the young man handed over the ribbon. "Can't untie it!" Zi Xuan tried and shook her head. She secretly complained in her heart, you fortune teller have tied two knots, how can you untie them? "Understand?" the young man asked. "I don't understand!" Zi Xuan shook her head and said frankly, "In fact, I don't want any marriage at all, not to mention that it might be an evil one..." The young man's face froze when he heard this, then he smiled and said, "That's fine too..." He took out a pair of scissors from his robe and cut the red ribbon into several pieces with a few clicks. "So simple?" Zi Xuan asked jokingly with a smile on her face. This seems too much of a joke! "That's right! It's that simple!" the young man said with some amusement. "It's just that marriage can be resolved, but karma is hard to eliminate!" I have been busy recently, so the update is late. Book friends don’t have to wait, you can read it the next day. Thank you! (End of this chapter)