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Shuijing frowned almost imperceptibly.
"How do you know I can't help you?"
He scrutinized her face with a serious look.
"Your eyebrows are sparse, so you don't get along well with your brothers and sisters. Your eyebrows are slightly raised, which is a sign of a broken family. Your cheekbones are low.
You should be gentle and kind, but your will is weak.
If you are treated unfairly, you will only swallow your tears of blood.
You don't dare to resist. Your nose is short of meat.
You should be rich in your early years.
You should be poor in your middle years. You have black smoke rising from your forehead, nose, and cheekbones, but you don't look seriously ill.
I think you already have the thought of hanging yourself. "
The woman's heart shook and her face turned pale.
She said in disbelief, "How do you know I want to …?"
At times like this, it was actually best to close one's eyes and stroke one's beard in a profound and mysterious manner. Unfortunately, Shui Jing did not have half a beard.
He could only smile mysteriously.
"Of course, it's my ability."
The woman's lifeless eyes gradually lit up with hope.
This woman was called Madam Zhen Feng. She had a daughter, but her daughter was stolen when she was five years old.
Her husband ran away with a Taoist priest a few years ago.
He disappeared without a trace. All these years.
She had also used fortune-telling to find the whereabouts of her husband and daughter. She had asked why her life was so miserable. However, those fortune-tellers and Daoist priests only said that her physiognomy and palmistry were not good. She would bring misfortune to her husband and daughter. Everything was fate. Her husband and daughter would definitely not be able to see each other in this lifetime. She was destined to be alone and helpless until death. Later, her story spread all over the country. Everyone knew that her daughter was lost a few years ago, and her husband ran away with a lame Taoist priest a few years ago. After muddling along for a few years, she saw that there was no hope of finding her husband and daughter. Her old father, brother, and sister-in-law disdained her in every possible way, and their harsh words were incessant. She was disheartened and thought that she might as well die.
However, this matter of hanging herself was originally just a plan in her heart. This new fortune-teller was able to tell. Maybe he really had some ability.
Then, Madam Zhen Feng turned her eyes to the words written on the banner.
Ten taels of silver, this was all that she had secretly hidden for the past few years. She carried it on her body day and night, afraid that it would be plundered by those cold-blooded family members. She originally thought that when her husband or daughter came back, the family could rely on this money to live together, or she could leave the ten taels of silver to her poor daughter who had been abducted and sold to god knows where. However, in the current situation, keeping the money would only benefit those heartless people. It was better to give it one last try than to die with regrets.
Gritting her teeth, Madam Zhen Feng put the cloth wrapped in ten taels of silver on the table and pushed it toward the Shuijing. She said through gritted teeth, "Here are ten taels of silver. Please tell me the whereabouts of my poor daughter. Even if you don't know where she is, you can just tell me if she's doing well, or if she's still … alive? "As she spoke, her eyes became moist, and tears fell unconsciously.
The Shuijing sighed inwardly and secretly cursed the kidnapper. Then he asked, "Can you write?"
Madam Zhen Feng nodded, "My husband's family used to be a scholarly family. He taught me a few words. Although I can't say I can recognize all of them, I can write most of the common characters. "
Hearing this, the Shuijing handed her a piece of paper and a brush. He said, "Write a character on this, any one of them will do."
Madam Zhen Feng picked up the brush and hesitated for a while before writing. Because she wanted to ask about her daughter's whereabouts, she chose a character from her daughter's name.
After she finished writing, she looked at the Shuijing expectantly and nervously. The Shuijing looked at the big "Ying" character on the paper and sighed. He said in a sad voice, "The character 'Cao' is on top of her head, and the character 'Ren' is confined in the frame. Your Daughter should be trapped in a conical place, suffering wind and frost. Look at your character. The 'horizontal' character is too straight and square, like the beam of a house. The character below is so close to it that there is no gap. Your Daughter's life is not in danger now, but in the end, her head will be tied to the beam of the house and she will die young. "
Madam Zhen Feng was so scared that she even forgot to cry. After a while, more tears than before flowed down. She trembled and stammered, "You, you mean it? Her, her head will be tied to the beam of the house … You, you mean the Ying, Yinglian will, will … How? How could she be so stupid? My poor daughter, how much wind and frost have you been through to … "She covered her face and sobbed for a while. Then she said in a choked voice," Forget it, forget it … I once thought that she might be abused by others. She might not be able to eat well or wear warm clothes … But I still hoped that she would be lucky enough to meet a good family. I don't want to talk about how rich they are, but I hope she can live a peaceful life. Since you said so, I might as well go down to the underworld and wait for her. Then I can reunite with my daughter on the road to the netherworld and fulfill one of my wishes. "
He waited for so many days and did all these things and said those scary words. He didn't want her to die. Shuijing hurriedly shook his head and disagreed, "That's not right. Madam, don't you want to resolve Your Daughter's suffering and misfortune? "
"Can, can I?" Madam Zhen Feng was stunned and then became excited, "As long as my daughter can be safe, I am willing to kowtow in front of the Bodhisattva day and night."
"There's no need for that." Shui Jing passed the bamboo stick to her and muttered, "Heaven has the virtue of cherishing all living things. Madam, you have done a lot of good deeds in your early years and accumulated a lot of merits. Heaven will not stop you from living. Madam, don't have any distracting thoughts. Just think about where Your Daughter is now. Pray to the Bodhisattva three times in your heart and then shake the stick. "
Madam Zhen Feng nodded and took the stick. She closed her eyes and shook it for a while. Suddenly, a stick fell on the table.
This stick was not like the ones in the temple that only wrote numbers and then exchanged the numbers for the stick. There was only one sentence on the stick: The earth embraces the power of Jin Ling, the city flows back to the river.
Shuijing smiled and said, "Congratulations, Madam. Your Daughter is currently trapped in Jin Ling. From the stick, as long as you go to Jin Ling, she will naturally come back to you. In this way, Madam's lonely life and Your Daughter's misfortune can be resolved. "
"Jin Ling … So she is in Jin Ling …" Madam Zhen Feng wiped the tears on her face with her sleeve and walked to the side. She knelt down and kowtowed several times. Her forehead instantly turned blue.
Shuijing hurriedly stopped her and said, "What are you doing? Madam, please get up."
Madam Zhen Feng said gratefully, "Benefactor, I am unable to repay your kindness. When I find my daughter, I will set up a longevity tablet for you and worship it every day to repay your kindness. "
Shuijing's mouth twitched. The longevity tablet sounded nice, but when he thought about it carefully, it was usually used for people who were already dead. It was inauspicious to write his name on it. What's more, it was not easy to tell others his name.
Therefore, he pretended that he was not interested in fame. "This is what I should do. It's a small matter, not worth mentioning. Besides, this is Madam's merit from doing good deeds in the past. "
"Master, if I didn't know the truth, I would be moved to believe you." Wen Dongyan's smile was like a gentle breeze caressing his face.
Shuijing snorted and said, "I don't care if you believe it or not, as long as Madam Zhen Feng believes it. As for you, I haven't settled accounts with you yet! " He picked up the bamboo pot and poured out all the bamboo sticks. After a series of clattering sounds, the bamboo sticks fell on the table in a mess. He picked up a bamboo stick and threw it at Wen Dongyan. He said angrily, "You didn't do your job well. It's all 'The earth embraces the power of Jinling, the city flows back to the river'."
Wen Dongyan was not flustered at all. He said calmly, "Isn't this what you ordered me to do? Tell them to write 'Jinling'. "
Shuijing knocked on the table and said with dissatisfaction, "Is that what I meant? I told you to write down everything related to Jinling. I didn't say it had to be the same. Fortunately, Madam Zhen Feng is just an ignorant woman who is easy to fool. Otherwise, I would have lost all my face because of you. If word got out, my reputation as a fortune teller would be ruined. "
Wen Dongyan slowly waved his goose feather fan. "I know Madam Zhen Feng is just an ignorant woman who is easy to fool, so I didn't put in that much effort. Anyway, I'm going to lead her to Jinling, so why waste my time? Don't you think so? "
Shuijing was angry. He turned his head and ignored him.
After admiring the black face, Wen Dongyan slowly said, "But master is really amazing. I admire you, but I'm also curious. How did you know Madam Zhen Feng had suicidal tendencies? "
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