After the middle-aged man left, the old man gradually regained his senses. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was not normal.

Who would give tens of thousands of dollars right after fortune-telling?

He is not a Feng Shui master from the South, so he is not worth the price.

Although the old man was a liar, he was very self-aware and knew that the money was too much for him.

And the guy who came to pick a fight with him just now also said that he would make a fortune this afternoon. Could this be what he was talking about?

Fifty thousand yuan is not a small amount of money, and several stacks of money were placed on the table in the street. Although most of the people who came to watch the fun had left, the stall owners in front, behind, and around him looked at him with different eyes.

"...You won't be able to keep this fortune alive."

"...This windfall will bring you disaster."

These two sentences echoed in his ears again, and the old man couldn't help but tremble. He thought that the old saying was right, "Don't have the intention to harm others, but you must be on guard against others." These neighbors are not people he knows well, and if they have any ulterior motives, he will not be able to guard against them.

The important thing is to take the money and leave quickly.

...

...

The old man stood up and was about to pack up his stall and leave, but he heard a fake cough suddenly next to his ear. He was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that he was still being "supervised" by someone.

"This..." The old man raised his head guiltily and looked at the burly man standing next to him, "Where is your boss doing?"

The bodyguard squinted at him and said, "Aren't you a fortune teller? Don't you know?"

The old man thought that seeing his excited face and carrying several boxes of money on the street, he might be doing some shady deal like in the movies... But he couldn't say it. "Hahaha, your boss is a man who can do big things. He is blessed by heaven. He will succeed no matter what he does..."

The bodyguard remained silent about his hypocritical flattery and thought to himself, you are really wrong, my boss is really not the kind of man who can accomplish big things.

The old man didn't know what his attitude was, so he tried again, "Look, it's almost two o'clock in the afternoon, and I haven't had lunch yet. How about I wait for you after I finish my lunch?"

The bodyguard nodded.

The old man was delighted. Great! He could take this opportunity to leave here.

The bodyguard said slowly: "It just so happens that I haven't had lunch either, I'll go with you."

Old man: “…”

…

Qin Yan just bought a new mobile phone and changed his phone number.

He first called the class teacher to report the situation in case the teacher in charge could not find him, then sent a message to his friends group to tell them that his mobile phone number had been changed, and finally sent messages to his parents and grandfather respectively.

Jing Cheng and Fu Le helped and quickly solved a series of inconvenient problems caused by losing the phone.

Jing Cheng and the other two were not far away, so they naturally noticed what happened at the fortune-telling stall.

Fu Le was the most curious. Seeing everyone swarming over there, he couldn't help but go to watch the fun, leaving Jing Cheng and Qin Yan standing in silence in front of the "temporary stall".

Jing Cheng was surprised that Qin Yan didn't follow him. It's human nature to watch the fun, and besides, everyone around him was coming over, even the forty-something store manager behind him couldn't help his curiosity. Qin Yan was still a teenager, but he was so calm.

He waited for a while, and saw Qin Yan squatting beside him fiddling with his phone, with no intention of going over, so he couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you go over and take a look?"

Qin Yan glanced at him and said vaguely, "Fu Dazui will be unable to hold back and talk about it when he comes back... Besides, the excitement is for others, it has nothing to do with me."

Jing Cheng looked at him in surprise. He didn't expect him to say such words. He immediately looked at him with new eyes.

Although Jing Cheng had practiced Taoism for many years, when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he was still a little restless and liked to watch the fun and meddle in other people's affairs.

In comparison, at the same age, Qin Yan is much calmer than he was then.

His vision was indeed correct and his mind was calm. Qin Yan was indeed suitable for practicing Taoism.

So Jing Cheng looked at him again, his eyes complicated with a hint of relief.

Qin Yan: “…”

No, why this look again...what is he thinking about now?

Qin Yan was indeed not interested in the excitement, and rather than watching the excitement, he preferred to stay with Jing Cheng. He found it interesting even if they were doing their own things.

Jing Cheng couldn't sit still, so he took out the tools for drawing talismans from his backpack and sat on the ground to draw talismans quietly.

When drawing talismans, Taoists pay attention to the right time, the right place and the right people. The right time refers to the morning, evening and midnight, which are the time when yin and yang meet and yin is strong and yang is weak. These are the best times to draw talismans. The right place refers to a quiet and deserted environment. The right people require the talisman drawer to be sincere and not disrespectful to ghosts and gods - this is for most Taoists.

People with special physiques, such as Jing Cheng's pure Yin body, are very suitable for drawing talismans, so they don't need to be so particular about the details when drawing them. However, in order to increase the success rate of drawing talismans, he usually draws them in the middle of the night.

However, too many things have happened recently and he has no time to draw talismans. He doesn't even have a talisman on hand, so it just so happens that he is free now.

Two o'clock in the afternoon is the time when the Yang energy is at its strongest in the day. The city is bustling with people coming and going, and noisy sounds are endless. It is rare that Jing Cheng can still find peace and quiet in the midst of the hustle and bustle. To him, this is spiritual practice.

The most important thing to avoid when drawing talismans is hesitation. One should seize the "little inspiration" and finish it in one go.

Before long, a small pile of talismans appeared next to Jing Cheng.

Only a small part of these talismans are waste talismans, most of them are finished products, and it is easy to distinguish the waste talismans from the successful ones.

Every time a finished talisman appears, the invisible airflow around it will fluctuate, and the cinnabar on the talisman paper will be exceptionally bright, as if spiritual energy is flowing on it, giving people a sense of vitality.

The cinnabar of the discarded talisman is dim in color and will not cause changes in the aura.

Jing Cheng's action of drawing talismans attracted the attention of many people, including Qin Yan, and gradually, a circle of people gathered around him.

Jing Cheng was concentrating on drawing talismans at this time and was completely unaware of what was happening around him.

Everyone watched this scene quietly, even their breathing slowed down.

No one dared to disturb him, because although Jing Cheng's gesture looked casual and made people feel solemn and dignified, no one dared to act rashly.

Some of them thought that the handsome young man who was drawing talismans quietly in front of them must be a disciple of a great master who lived in seclusion in the city. Some even thought that he was a god who had descended to earth.

Every time a talisman is completed, a spiritual energy is generated, and the people around feel relaxed and happy. All fatigue and worries are swept away.

The world is so vast, and it seems like there is only this small world left.

Wherever my heart is at peace is my hometown.

Therefore, no one noticed that a camera had sneaked in here and silently recorded Jing Cheng's every move.

A young man wearing a hat not far away whispered, "Director, how long will we have to record?"

The director was a young man who looked no more than 27 or 28 years old. Upon hearing this, he immediately raised his finger to his mouth and made a "hush" gesture, "Wait a minute."

Seeing the director was interested, the young man couldn't help but say, "Director, why don't we choose him as the amateur for this episode? I think he has real talent, and his looks also meet the requirements."

The director was surprised: "Didn't you invite people from the Taoist Association before?"

"He refused, saying he had something important to do and really didn't have time to record the show." The young man hesitated for a moment, then said, "But I heard that he also came to the ancient city, but I didn't get in touch with him."

The director waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Then we don't need him. We can't force him to help us. Ask the kid in front later. I think he's setting up a stall here at such a young age. He must be forced to do so. If you give him more money, he should agree."

The young man nodded, but he didn't think so in his heart.

He is clearly dressed neatly and doesn't look like a child from a poor family at all. Moreover, he can attract so many audiences just by drawing talismans, which shows that he is capable. How could he be short of money?

.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Cheng put down his writing.

Drawing talismans takes a lot of energy, and having a high success rate takes even more energy. Jing Cheng understands the principle of knowing when to stop.

He pinched his shoulders and thought that he should really find a table. It was really tiring to hunch over like this.

The weather changed suddenly. It was clear just now, but now it was covered with dark clouds.

Just as he was about to tell Qin Yan that they should find a store to rest for a while, he suddenly felt the breathing sounds around him were uneven. When he raised his head, he saw that there were three layers of people around him, densely surrounding him and Qin Yan.

Everyone stared at him intently, with complex expressions such as "incredible" and "mixed emotions" on their faces, as if he was a monster with three heads and six arms.

Jing Cheng: “…”

No wonder he felt that the surroundings were much darker, as there was a circle of heads surrounding his head.

Jing Cheng turned his head to look at Qin Yan, his eyes indicating why he didn't remind him.

Qin Yan coughed lightly and said, "Well...you were too focused just now, I was afraid of disturbing you." Moreover, he had never seen Jing Cheng so serious before, and couldn't help but look at him for a while longer.

Jing Cheng glanced at him helplessly, thinking that it was better to disturb him than to be treated like a monkey.

At this moment, everyone came to their senses, as if the floodgates of a flood had been opened, and almost everyone rushed forward, and the questions poured out like a stream of water.

"Friend, I want to know if this talisman is for sale?"

"Little Taoist priest, can you tell us what kind of talisman you drew?"

"Master, would you like to sell this talisman? I have two thousand dollars in my hand."

"Brother, can you draw a fortune charm? How about I give you a thousand dollars?"

"Do you know how to draw a love charm? I've been single for more than 20 years, I really want to have a girlfriend!"

"Do you have a lucky charm? I've been so unlucky lately, I want to change my luck. Under 1,000 yuan, the price is negotiable!"

…

Jing Cheng was stunned. Didn't they say that everyone in today's society believed in science? Why were there so many people who wanted to buy talismans?

And the bid is so high!

Qin Yan had expected this, so he turned around and asked, "Will you sell it?"

Jing Cheng hesitated and said, "It's okay to sell it, but the ones I just drew were amulets. The amulets they are talking about are too rare and unheard of."

When everyone heard him say this, someone quickly said, "A talisman would be best. I've been experiencing Mercury retrograde lately, and I just want to ask for an amulet."

When the others heard this, they thought this person was very scheming, and hurriedly asked, "How much is it? Can I scan the code to pay?"

"I want three, for my wife and kids."

"I want to ask for two for my parents. Little Taoist Priest, please sell the talisman to me!"

"I want two..."

"I want three too..."

Jing Cheng only drew about twenty pictures in total, and with so many people commenting on it, one picture would not be enough for each person, not to mention that each person wanted more than one.

"This... do you really believe me?" Jing Cheng said slowly, "I can't stay here for a few days. Once I sell it, I won't return it or exchange it."

Everyone had felt the strange phenomenon around Jing Cheng when he was drawing the talisman just now, so of course they believed him. Upon hearing this, they couldn't wait to say, "Little Taoist priest, don't hesitate, just make an offer."

Jing Cheng looked at Qin Yan awkwardly and asked in a low voice: "How much do you think I should sell it for? How about two hundred yuan? Isn't it a bit expensive?" He sold them for one hundred yuan in school, and gave them away for free to people he was familiar with. After all, as a heavenly master, it would not be easy for him to make a lot of money by using Taoism.

If he wanted to change the feng shui of the house, it would be against heaven. He had no regrets about taking the hundreds of thousands or millions, as he deserved it. However, the technology content of the amulet was low, and it was not against heaven to change fate...

Qin Yan disagreed and said, "If it's too cheap, people will look down on you. Two thousand yuan is about right."

When Jing Cheng heard his offer, he felt even more uneasy.

Qin Yan looked at his expression and added, "You can donate this money when you go back. I will find a suitable charity for you."

Jing Cheng felt as if he had been pardoned and nodded.

So within five minutes, all the talismans on the stall were sold out.

The entire scene was diligently recorded by the camera hidden in the back.

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