"I'll die if I'm fine, I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Okay!"

The phone quickly hung up, and Zhang Bei ate the barbecue and thought about the matter about Kinmen.

This kid Jia Xiujie is quite familiar with him, but he hasn't seen him for almost five years since he became a disciple.

The craft of fortune-telling is not easy to learn, especially the inheritance of Kinmen is even more complicated.

Their entire inheritance is the only one among the nine ranks who has never been broken.

Zhang Bei had roughly understood before, and there were more than 700 books that needed to be memorized.

This is not the case with the public things like the I Ching.

To put it another way, the descendant of Kinmen was still the top scorer even after three years in high school.

It is also because of the high requirements for successors that Kinmen has been sparsely populated throughout the ages.

In this generation, there were only two, one was Jia Xiujie and the other was a little Taoist boy who had been turned over from the Taoist sect before.

Xiaodao was still young and now he was memorizing his own letters. Only Jia Xiujie traveled all over the world instead of the old man.

When the lunch ended, a group of drunken runners also walked towards the house.

Those who were far away also started their journey home in a car without drinking.

Zhang Bei and the people at the wedding banquet have settled the money, and they don’t have to clean up the scene by themselves, which is extremely worry-free!

After drinking, it was not suitable for reading. Zhang Bei went home for a while and then went into the study and edited the live broadcast video he had saved from the prince.

A lot of material has been saved during this period, and basically there will be no shortage of videos in the next month.

With these materials, there will be another increase in your number of fans.

However, the live broadcast of fans through short videos is very low, and his millions of bloggers are now only 500,000 live broadcast rooms.

If you are on the road, there will be about 300,000 people.

Time is like Zhangbei’s medicinal wine, and it always becomes less without realizing it.

When the sun shone on the ground and Zhang Bei was flipping through the notes, an old voice came from outside the door.

"It's not enough to count the humble fate of all living beings looking back at the mixed feelings of the world!"

"The 37th generation successor of Kinmen, pay homage to the Runshanren!"

Hearing the old man's voice, Zhang Bei also smiled.

"The twelve generation leader of the Runshanren, please visit Kinmen!"

After the rules were finished, Jia Xiujie pushed open the door and walked in.

"Brother Bei, long time no see!"

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

Zhang Bei nodded at Jia Xiujie with a smile, turned his head to look at the old man who was leaning on a crutch.

"What are you doing if you don't bring this old bone out at the mountain gate?"

"Take a look after this guy, so you can save yourself from being sold."

The old man was familiar with Zhang Bei, sat on the sofa, picked up an orange and started eating it.

Zhang Bei patted Jia Xiujie on the shoulder: "Which one is missing?"

When Jia Xiujie heard Zhang Bei's question, he fell silent.

After a long time, he started shouting in a crying voice.

"Brother Bei, it's money, money!"

Hearing Jia Xiujie's words, Zhang Bei looked at Old Man with suspicion.

"Don't look at me, this kid lost two thousand dollars in the first time he was divining."

Hearing that the old man was not a bad man, Zhang Bei could only look at Jia Xiujie with comforting eyes.

“What about the disadvantages?”

"It's a widow."

Speaking of this, Jia Xiujie was in a bad mood.

Kinmen is very capable of fortune-telling, and even if you just use your facial features, you can calculate a person almost the same.

But the cost is not small, with five disadvantages and three shortcomings, and the successors of Kinmen in each generation are inevitable.

The five disadvantages are nothing more than "widowed, widowed, orphan, alone, and disabled."

To put it bluntly, it is "wealth, life, power"

The old man has taken advantage of the five bad things in his life. From the beginning of his first hexagram, one leg will not turn.

The three lacking is wealth, and Zhang Bei has never seen him deposit more than five digits.

"It's OK, at least it's not a life."

Hearing Zhang Bei's comfort, Jia Xiujie sighed silently.

The two things he lacks can basically be destined to have a future.

I barely managed to make ends meet for a lifetime, but in the end I didn’t even have a wife.

But it's pretty good. If you really encounter Can and Fate, it would be really uncomfortable.

What fortune-telling consumes is life span, so I really don’t dare to speak easily.

Once something is changed, something will happen 100%.

After eating an orange, the old man also eliminated some of the fatigue of rushing to the road.

"Tell me something about it. The one at home some time ago, the man who bought a knife has gone out of the world."

Hearing this, Zhang Bei was stunned for a moment.

"Are you sure you are a knife-maker?"

"Well, that person can basically confirm that he spoke."

"What did he do in this peaceful and prosperous era?"

The old man suddenly fell silent and then looked at the sky.

"The Feng Shui school is going to suffer a heavy blow, and it is very likely that it will go to their place to get the knife."

"How much did they give?"

“Twenty percent of the property.”

Hearing this, Zhang Bei felt that things were in trouble.

Although the sword-crediters are also proficient in divination, their calculations are different from those of the Kinmen.

Kinmen counts people, and knives credit counts people count on the world.

This group of people will be born in troubled times, and walk around the world and leave a kitchen knife for different people.

The prosperous times of the balance will be hidden and will only reappear when the knife is taken.

Feng Shui Gate is also within the nine levels, but the focus has moved to Hong Kong Island in recent years.

They have a lot of industries and are intimate relationships with wealthy businessmen. A large part of their property is various stores and real estate.

In this era, Feng Shuimen cannot agree to the person who sells 20% of the knife.

Conflict is inevitable. With their years of operation in Hong Kong, they may cause big trouble this time.

Zhang Bei pondered for a while, but finally sighed.

If you can't control it, you can't control it. People who make knives in the peaceful and prosperous times will not do anything. I guess it's almost done if you learn a lesson and take away some share.

"Don't interfere, let Master Qi take care of him, and don't let Feng Shui lose his family."

Old man wu nodded and took out a tortoise shell from his backpack.

This kid is about to worship the mountain, please show him his level.

"Okay, leave it to me!"

Zhang Bei looked at Jia Xiujie and wrote a birthday character on white paper.

"Think about it, see how good it is."

Jia Xiujie took a deep breath, took out most of the money from his backpack and put it in his pocket.

Then he picked up the tortoise shell and started divination.

Five minutes passed, and Jia Xiujie spoke slowly.

"What a miserable person. The first half of his life is suffering, and the second half of his life is lonely and lonely. He is simply a star of Tiansha!"

"What else can you tell?"
Chapter completed!