After the third uncle finished speaking, he left without any hesitation. The old couple looked at me and then at the military police. He felt something strange here, so he limped over to the third uncle and asked, "What is the secret? Mr., please make it clear."

The third uncle said: "Surve all the disasters and waves for others, and suffer from the wind and drinking in the open. You only need to give more and give less. Let me be confused for you."

The old couple laughed and said, "Isn't it just asking for money? Give you money, let's listen to what you say."

The old couple took out a stack of paper money from their pockets and stuffed it into the hands of the third uncle. The third uncle didn't look at it, and put it in his pocket. Then he turned around and asked, "Do you have a face? Do you have a bone? Do you have a test of your horoscope?"

The old couple smiled and said without a smile: "You can calculate whatever you want, and you can't leave if you don't know what you want."

The third uncle looked at the old couple and said, "Sir, come from the east, take a boat first, then walk on the road, thousands of miles, and work tirelessly."

The old co-son said expressionlessly: "Please continue."

The third uncle continued: "The teacher was in a good mood before, and the good times were good. The wind was windy and rainy. However, this year is the year of great danger for the teacher. First, the body suffered losses, and then the jail disaster."

The old couple shook, and his broken leg trembled like a pendulum.

The third uncle continued: "But the disaster has passed, and the gentleman will be smooth sailing, everything will go smoothly, and he will be able to live to be ninety years old."

Lao Tong raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly on his face. Every word from the third uncle said to his heart. He did break his legs this year and was imprisoned in Chifeng Prison. Later, Japan came over and he was promoted to Commander of the Doron Gendarmerie because of his contribution to the anti-Japanese organization that encircled the masters.

The old couple began to show admiration for the third uncle.

The old friend brought a military policeman over and asked the third uncle to calculate for him.

The third uncle took a step back and looked panicked. He said: "Those who follow the orders of the master, wear uniforms and look murderous intent are never counted."

The old co-organizer asked: "Why is this?"

The third uncle said: "Those who wear military uniforms have too much murderous aura and their fate is already destined, so why bother to calculate too much?"

The old couple called another military police and asked them to stand in a row, two military police, one tall and one short. The old couple said to the third division uncle: "It's okay if you don't want to tell them fortunes; now they stand in a row, one from the south of the Great Japanese Empire and the other from the north of the Great Japanese Empire. Can you figure out which one is the south and which one is the north?"

The third uncle closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said, "This is very simple. From the south of the Great Japanese Empire, between the eyebrows, the seal hall was shining, and a strong and righteous spirit rushed out."

As soon as the third uncle finished speaking, the old couple and the tall military police looked at the short military police together.

The third uncle pointed to the tall military police and said, "This one is from the north." Then he pointed to the short military police and said, "This one is from the south."

Lao Tong opened his eyes wide in surprise. He didn't expect that he would meet a divine calculator on the road today. The divine calculator is rare in China. It is said that he can only see one for decades or even hundreds of years.

The third uncle then said to his old colleague: "Mr. Go out today and go west. Metal, wood, water, fire and earth are the Qian hexagrams in the west, which should be wealth and fate. Mr. will definitely make a fortune today."

The old man showed joy on his face, and the words of the third uncle came to his heart. Today he went to the Lama Temple. There were many antiques hidden in the Lama Temple. He took the military police to the Lama Temple to the antiques. Isn’t it easy to get it? He really wants to make a fortune today.

The old couple took out a stack of paper money and handed it to the third uncle. The third uncle narrowed his eyes and looked like a paranormal. The paranormal should regard money as dirt, so when he took the money, he just put it in his pocket without looking at it. That look was like putting a keychain in his pocket.

The third uncle floated away, and the breeze blew on his robe, as if it was blowing a leaf, and the third uncle was as casual as a leaf in the wind. The old fellow looked at the back of the third uncle and exclaimed: "A paradise, a paradise, we are far from the same age."

We sat in the car, and not long after, we saw the yellow roofs and colorful eaves of the Lama Temple. However, due to the disrepair, the Lama Temple seemed extremely decaying.

There is only the fat monk in the Lama Temple.

When we walked in, the fat monk was doing morning class. He knelt in front of the magnificent Buddha statue, folded his hands together, and his mouth moved quickly, making a buzzing sound like a mosquito.

Lao Tong came to the Lama Temple and thought he was unaware of it. He turned his eyes. The two military police officers searched the Lama Temple separately. He put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the flags in front of the Lama Temple. I knew that his two pockets were filled with two pistols. Lao Tong could shoot guns with both hands.

The Lama Temple is very small, with only one yard and several houses. The two military police quickly searched and found no abnormalities. However, the innermost house attracted their attention. The house was very small, with an iron lock hanging at the door and a window opened, and a very strange thing was enshrined inside.

The fat monk was still doing morning classes. He looked focused and seemed to have no idea what was going on outside. The old couple took us along the wet moss-covered corridor to the door of the innermost house. He saw a rusty iron lock hanging on the door. Looking through the window, he saw a table in the house with yellow satin and a few things that looked like white stones on the satin. There was a piece of wood in front of the table, with green satin wrapped around it, but two pieces of damage on the top, which were obviously caused by kneeling on the wood for a long time.

Lao Tong looked at it very attentively. He said, "What is worshipped here must be holy things."

We returned to the hall. The fat monk finished his morning class. When he saw my old couple and me, he looked calm and his face was calm. When he saw the two military policemen, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he was dissatisfied.

The old couple observed his expression and asked the two military police to return to the car in front of the temple gate first.

The fat monk reached out and said, "Please."

My old couple and I came to the hall.

There was a wooden board on the earthen platform in the hall, and three wooden piers. We sat on the wooden piers. The fat monk took out three bowls and placed them in front of us and him, and then he was about to get up and boil water.

The old couple said, "Don't bother the master. We came from the provincial capital. We heard that there are rare treasures in the treasure temple, so we came to see them."

The fat monk said: "The rare treasures are not mentioned. There are only some calligraphy and paintings left by the master. I don't know if they can enter the donor's eyes."

The old couple was very happy to hear this, and he said, "Please take us to watch."

The fat monk said, "Please wait." Then, he walked out.

When the fat monk walked in again, he held a few yellowed calligraphy and paintings in his hand and placed them on the wooden board. The old man picked up one by one and carefully appreciated them, but his face was not as surprised as I expected. After reading it, he asked the fat monk: "What calligraphy and paintings do Baosha have in his collection? I am willing to pay a lot of money to buy them."

The fat monk seemed to have something to hide. He wanted to speak but stopped, but finally shook his head.

Lao Tong smiled and said, "Mencius does not lie. The master must have some secrets."

The fat monk said: "The master said that two calligraphy and paintings are treasures of the temple and cannot be easily shown to others. I dare not violate the last words of my master."

Lao Tong said: "Since it is a treasure of the temple, I dare not take away love, please take it out and appreciate it."

The fat monk thought hard for a while, and finally made up his mind and said, "Please wait by donor."

The fat monk went out, and the light flashed in Lao Tong's eyes. He rubbed his palms and seemed impatient. Lao Tong was very fond of antiques. He threw himself on the antiques, just like a hungry person pounced on bread.

The fat monk took out two more calligraphy and paintings and carefully placed them on the wooden board. The old man approached the calligraphy and paintings like a dog approaching the bones, and opened his eyes wide to watch. When he raised his head, I saw the joy in his eyes.

The old couple said, "I want these two paintings, Master will offer a price."

The fat monk said coldly: "Don't sell it."

The old couple said, "Master, you offer your offer, I will never bargain."

The fat monk said, "Don't sell it."

The old couple said, "Master, please think about it. This temple is remote and blocked, with broken roads and sparse people, and there are no pilgrims, and it is dilapidated and unavoidable. The Buddha has a spirit, so he definitely doesn't want to see this scene. The master has a spirit, so he definitely doesn't want to see this scene. The master does not consider himself, but also considers the Buddha and his master. Use two unused calligraphy and paintings to exchange for the scenery of the ancient temple. Pilgrims gather, so why not do it?"

The fat monk thought for a while and said, "It's better not to sell it."

When the old couple saw that the monk Pangda had loosened, they continued to guide him in a tempting manner. He said: "The Buddha's greatest wish is to have a place to live and accept worship and worship thousands of people. However, this treasure temple is located in a remote place and no one knows it. It is better to use these two calligraphy and paintings to rejuvenate the ancient temple of Qianjin, and build another road to reach Zhangjiakou, the provincial capital, and the car can go and people can go. Thousands of people are bustling with each other, and the ancient temple in the deep mountains is incense. The Buddha settles here and accepts worship from thousands of people to see what the scene is."

The fat monk showed joy on his face.

The old pupil took the opportunity to say, "Master, I will never bargain."

The fat monk thought hard and finally made up his mind, stretched out his five fingers, and said firmly: "Fifty silver dollars, no one can be missing."

The old man was in full bloom. He didn't expect that the fat monk was so stupid. These two calligraphy and paintings were brought to Zhangjiakou and could sell 5,000 silver dollars in just one transfer. This fat monk really had never seen the world.
Chapter completed!