Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Hualong Temple soon became lively after dawn, and Yu Weng, who was arranged to live with others in a guest house in Hualong Temple, also woke up amidst this lively movement.

Others came here to eat and pray for blessings, but Yu Weng was certainly not like this. He packed up and walked outside the temple.

Look at the dragon painting on the mountain. Under the sun, the dragon painting on the mountain is very obvious with various herbs, stone moss, etc., but it is not as dynamic as under the hazy moonlight.

A monk passed by and saw that the old man seemed a little confused in the Hualong Temple, which occupied a large area, so he walked up to him.

"Old benefactor, the dining hall is open at the moment. You can go over there and follow the ladder."

"Oh, thank you so much, master, but I won't go."

After saying that, Yu Weng walked towards the front yard of the temple, obviously wanting to go out. The monk looked at the man with a little confusion. Last night, his senior brother said that the old man who came in the middle of the night should be him.

It seems that this person is really just looking for a place to stay, neither practicing Zen nor worshiping Buddha.

Many temples will compete for the top spot on the first day of the new year or some special festivals. Hualong Temple is no exception, and they compete for a period of time before and after the year.

The temple gate had just been opened not long ago. When Yu Weng came out of the temple, there were many pilgrims. He even saw many fortune tellers and even people dressed as Taoists setting up stalls at the bottom of the steps outside the gate.

Hui Mian quickly scurried back to Yu Weng's shoulder with a piece of dried tofu in his mouth.

"Sir, the chefs at Hualong Temple are very good. Vegetarian dishes can be made to taste like meat. It's delicious. But does a monk who is a vegetarian want to eat meat or want the taste?"

However, Yu Weng ignored Hui Mian and approached a fortune teller's stall. A goatee-bearded fortune teller who had just packed up the stall had already looked over.

"Hey, old gentleman, you came really early. Do you want to get your visa signed?"

Yu Weng took a few steps closer to look at the utensils on the stall before speaking.

"It's not like I'm trying to solve the problem. May I ask, sir, how much money can you make by setting up a stall here for one day?"

The goatee-bearded fortune teller was slightly startled, and looked up and down again. He had white beard, white hair, and red face. He had a special bearing. Only then did he realize that he might be a colleague of his, and his sales were better than his own.

"So the old gentleman also wants to set up a stall here?"

"I'm just asking, sir, can you clarify my doubts?"

The fortune teller thought for a moment and touched the area with his mouth before saying with a smile.

"Look, it's only so early, and there are already several stalls here, including dignitaries and ordinary people. Although there are many people coming to Hualong Temple, there are also many people vying for food, and there will be several more coming later. , these are regular visitors, and there are also new arrivals, such as you, old gentleman."

"Oh, this food is not delicious. If you are lucky, you may meet some wealthy people who spend a lot of money, but most of them are ordinary people."

As he spoke, the fortune teller glanced at the old gentleman with a smile on his side, but seeing that the other man was unmoved, he coughed lightly and spoke.

"Ahem, on weekdays it's probably about two hundred cents! In fact, if you set up a stall at any intersection in the capital, you can get this amount!"

It may be true that this number can be reached, but there is one thing that the fortune teller did not say: how rich and noble the place in front of Hualong Temple is. Although there are mostly ordinary pilgrims, if you are lucky and meet those who spend a lot of money, one day will be better than a few days.

Yu Weng nodded.

"Let's do this. I'll give you five taels of silver. How about I lend you the set of tricks you put on for three days?"

"ah?"

Borrow these things?

"Three days?"

"That's right, three days!"

As he said that, the old man in front of the fortune teller had already taken out a silver ingot from his arms and put it on the small table. He subconsciously picked it up and weighed it and knew that there might be more than five taels.

"Do you always want to set up a stall here?"

The old man smiled and nodded slightly.

"Uh-huh, hey, these things aren't even worth five taels."

"What about renting or not renting?"

"Rent! Rent!"

The fortune teller readily agreed and stood up to give up his seat, with a smile on his face.

"Old sir, do you want me to teach you how to use these magic weapons?"

"That's no need."

The fortune teller nodded.

"This is a way for you. Before I had time to say it just now, I wanted to eat in front of Hualong Temple. The order of seats is very particular. My location is not bad. You rented my things. It will save you trouble if I help you greet all fellow Taoists!"

This fortune teller was also quite eloquent. He exchanged names with Yu Weng, exchanged a few pleasantries and chatted with each other, and then went to the other stalls.

Sure enough, as he said, not long after, all the fortune tellers and Taoists from various booths stood up and saluted in the direction of Yu Weng, which was regarded as a kind of recognition among the so-called fellow Taoists, and Yu Weng also stood up and returned the salute with a smile.

Hui Mian was already playing with some utensils on the stall, looking at this scene with joy.

"There are so many ways to set up a stall. I'll ask Mr. Qi next time if he does the same thing."

"There is a lot of mastery in everything you do."

Yu Weng glanced at the things on the table and the flags and flags beside him. Of course, these things were nothing special, but they were all old objects with a certain age, which were definitely more natural than those that were randomly transformed.

"Hey, sir, look, that guy has set up another stall."

Hui Mian shouted, and it turned out that the fortune teller who had just rented a stall had set up a stall a little further away, and he didn't know where he got another set of fortune teller's utensils.

Seeing the old man, the fortune teller with the mustache was still smiling and holding his hands in this direction.

Yu Weng also smiled and said nothing, watching more and more pilgrims climbing up the stairs from the bottom of the mountain.

As time goes by, people have come out of Hualong Temple one after another, and more and more people are reading and telling fortunes at various stalls.

What's interesting is that Yu Weng has never entertained any guests, but his celestial, fair-haired and childlike appearance, just sitting there doing nothing as an old god, gives people a feeling of extraordinary and unfathomable magnanimity.

Therefore, although Yu Weng is a new face, his stall actually has the most people coming to interpret fortunes and tell fortunes.

The fortune teller with a mustache and an old Taoist were close to each other, and they were relatively free today.

The old Taoist looked at the queue of at least a dozen people over there, and couldn't help but get up and go to the booth of the mustache fortune teller to ask.

"Hey, Brother Xu, what is the old man's background? He seems to be quite capable?"

The fortune teller with a mustache was also thoughtful as he stroked his beard.

"No wonder he only sells for five taels. With the way he sets up a stall, he will definitely earn more."

In front of Yu Weng's booth, an old woman with a sad face was sitting. She immediately handed over the signature as soon as she sat down.

"Old sir, if you are begging for children, grandchildren or a home, you want a big fat boy, can you tell me what it says?"

Yu Weng took the signature and looked at it. Although he was signing the signature, there was a natural smile on his face, which made the old woman feel inexplicably relieved.

In fact, after Yu Weng saw this signature and then saw the old woman, he knew that his daughter-in-law would give birth to a baby girl not far away, but the old woman obviously wanted a grandson.

This is not a problem for Mr. Yu. The calm narrative is slowly revealed, and the lottery can also mean good luck. The troubles in his family really require the birth of a child to make him happy. If he works hard, he will definitely have a good future.

"It's just that having a boy is a good thing, but giving birth to a girl is the best solution! Congratulations, the old woman's daughter-in-law is pregnant with a girl, but she is unusually talented, like a spiritual bird carrying a branch to repay a favor. It’s enviable!”

"The spiritual bird holds a branch to repay the favor?"

The old woman's face showed surprise at first and then more surprise.

"Sir, do you really mean what you say?"

"It can't be fake. If it's fake, the old woman will smash my sign. This baby will definitely be a girl and will be born in the day after tomorrow! But you have to ask Wen Po to boil the water first. Remember, remember!"

The old woman's eyes widened, could she calculate so accurately?

Looking at the old fortune teller in front of me again, he has a childish face and a smile while stroking his beard. Just looking at him is convincing. Moreover, what he said before has been confirmed one by one with some things in his family. It is hard not to believe it!

"Hey, hey, sure, thank you, old sir, thank you, old sir!"

Yu Weng just changed the old woman's concept and made her leave with gratitude and a smile, and the people around her also listened with interest.

As soon as the old woman left, someone else sat down and started talking impatiently.

While Yu Weng listened, he also looked behind him. Good guy, there are a lot of people around, and more and more people are queuing up behind.

But at this time, Yu Weng felt something in his heart and looked towards the direction where the mountain road extended. Among the pilgrims, there was a very special person walking towards him.

The man was dressed in a black shirt with long hair and black beard, and his expression was calm and indifferent. Others seemed not to notice him as he walked, but would subconsciously avoid him when he passed by.

The real owner came, but it was earlier than expected. I thought it would be at least tomorrow.

A breath of mist last night didn't make the old dragon feel it right away, but he still came early this morning. He must have heard about it in the city.

"Old sir, old sir, show me when I will be in high school?"

Yu Weng looked at the scholar who was sitting down and glanced at the scholar signing the document.

"I'm afraid I'm a little confused when it comes to signing the document. After all, I've traveled around mountains and played in water every month, and I've only read the book more than ten times. How can I go to high school? Sir, you still need to work harder."

"Hahahaha." "If this is really the case, this gentleman must really work harder!"

Everyone else laughed, and the scholar was even more embarrassed. He hurriedly left ten cents and left. As soon as he left, someone sat down.

However, the man in black shirt in the distance arrived at the stall unknowingly. He looked at the old fortune teller in front of him reading fortunes for people, with a sneer on his face.

With this smile, even the other people in front of the booth seemed to feel an inexplicable pressure, and their voices became softer. Some even looked at the man in black clothes, feeling that this man was somewhat weird.

The woman who was calculating the marriage had just stood up and did not allow the people behind her to sit down. The man in black shirt walked to the stall and just glanced at the back. A man who was just about to reason was frightened and did not dare to speak.

Yu Weng looked at the man in black shirt in front of him, as if he just regarded him as an ordinary pilgrim.

"What do you want to calculate and what do you want to ask?"

The smile on the black-shirted man's face was even wider, but there was no warmth at all, like a cold current deep in the North Sea.

"I've seen you. On the streets of Beihai County! I can also recognize the feeling in your voice. The golden rooster crows outside Haiyu County and it's you!"

Obviously, the old man in front of him is considered an expert from the perspective of ordinary people, and he did not expect him to appear here. Although he is a bit overestimating his abilities, it is still interesting.

"Oh, yes, yes, I also remembered that I met you at a small street restaurant in Beihai County!"

Yu Weng suddenly understood, nodded and asked again.

"Then what do you want to calculate and ask? If nothing happens, don't block other people. There are many people waiting behind you."