For Le Jing, relying on this pair of divine eyes, becoming a national teacher would be a piece of cake.
But you have to eat one bite at a time. You can’t get fat by eating one bite at a time.
The most urgent task at the moment was to earn enough money to fill his stomach and then get enough living expenses. Otherwise, he would starve to death or freeze to death before he could become the national teacher.
So now he might have to play the role of a fortune teller.
There were people coming and going on the street. He just squinted his eyes and watched for a few minutes, but he felt dizzy and his brain was throbbing.
No wonder the original body was stupid.
He rubbed his temples and glanced at the street. Too lazy to look any closer, he randomly picked a passerby who was walking towards him, ready to call out to him when he got closer.
He has already thought of the lines, the gist of which is that sir, your forehead is black and you may encounter misfortune in the near future. If you want to turn misfortune into fortune, just listen to what I say.
However, plans cannot keep up with changes.
Just before Le Jing opened his mouth, the passerby turned and stopped in front of an old man who was selling things on the street across the street.
The old man was wearing a dark grey Taoist robe, with his eyes tightly closed. Beside him was a white banner fluttering in the wind, on which were written five large characters written in a flamboyant and splashed ink: "One divination can solve a thousand worries".
Le Jing narrowed his eyes, then frowned deeply.
For some reason, he couldn't see the cause and effect of this old man.
The passerby asked anxiously and angrily: "You said last time that my wife would give birth to a boy, but yesterday she gave birth to a girl! Are you trying to cheat me out of money?!"
The old man's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "I hope you will be careful with your words. I have been in this business for decades and my reputation is well-known. I cannot cheat you out of money. What did I test for you last time?"
"You are telling me my fortune."
"Tell me your horoscope again and I'll calculate it."
The passerby then told his own birth date.
The old man pinched his fingers, chanted a formula, and tossed a coin, then said in confusion, "It shouldn't be like this. No matter how I calculate, you should have a son this year... Wait, tell me your wife's birth date."
After hearing the answer from the passerby, the old man made a hand gesture in a serious manner, muttered something, and picked up the tortoise shell beside him to predict good or bad luck, which looked quite intimidating.
After going through this process, the old man suddenly realized something and stroked his beard, sighing, "So that's how it is. I was negligent. I didn't expect that..."
The passerby hurriedly asked: "What's wrong, Master? Is my wife's horoscope wrong?"
The old man nodded imperceptibly, and first talked about a mysterious theory in a vague way, and finally made an unfathomable conclusion: "Your horoscope is Yin, and your wife's horoscope is Fire. This water and fire cannot get along, so naturally it will be difficult for you to have children."
The passerby was stunned for a few seconds, then slapped his thigh fiercely: "Stinky bitch, no wonder I can't give birth to a son. No matter how hard I work, what's the use if the land is not fertile? Master, do you think I can only divorce my wife and marry again?"
Le Jing: ...
Was he witnessing a low-level scam?
Although he didn't know why he couldn't see the cause and effect of this fortune teller, he was sure that this old man was a charlatan.
Even if he didn't use his eyes to see the cause and effect of the passerby, Le Jing knew why the passerby couldn't have a son: it had nothing to do with his wife, it was purely his own problem. Biology has proven that whether a boy or girl is born is determined by the man. Because the woman only has X chromosomes, and the man has XY chromosomes, only when the X chromosome and the Y chromosome combine to form a fertilized egg can the gender be male. So it's not a question of whether the soil is fertile or not, but a question of the seeds.
Although this man was vicious and stupid, Le Jing had no interest in meddling in his affairs, and divorcing him would actually be a good thing for his wife.
Le Jing’s top priority right now is to earn money for food and get out of his current predicament.
He turned his attention to the streets, ready to look for new candidates.
Four half-grown children came running over, jumping and skipping, and stopped at the same time when passing by Lejing.
"Hey, idiot!"
"This idiot is really lucky. It's so cold but he didn't freeze to death."
"Zhang Ji, didn't your father say that the idiot had been beaten to death by him? How come he is still alive?"
"Is this idiot really that evil? I heard that your grandmother was hit by a car, your brother fell into the water, and your father chopped off his fingers while chopping meat because of his curse?"
The man they called Zhang Ji was a fat man with broad arms and a round waist, and a face full of flesh. When he heard his friends' questions one after another, his face became more and more gloomy, and the look he gave Le Jing was full of naked malice.
Le Jing was looking at a group of children not far away who were pointing fingers at him openly. They were chattering and gesticulating at him very loudly, not shying away from him as the person involved.
Although the fool was stupid and had vague memories, his memories of the four children were particularly clear. Perhaps it was because he had been beaten so many times that even a fool could remember them.
These four guys are usually the main force bullying the fool. The fool is their punching bag and they often get beaten.
Zhang Ji smiled grimly: "It's just right that he's not dead. We can have some fun now."
The other three looked at each other, and at the same time, they showed malicious smiles and approached the fool.
Zhang Ji was the first to pick up a stone from the ground, shook it, aimed at the fool's forehead and threw it hard.
However, the expected scene of the fool's head being broken and bleeding did not appear. What surprised him was that the fool tilted his head and easily avoided the stone.
In surprise, he met the idiot's eyes of different colors. Their color was light, but their light was deep and cold, containing a kind of thoughtful and calm thoughts that only appeared in normal people. They were completely different from his previous foolish and crazy appearance.
Is this still a fool?
Is his madness cured?
"Zhang Ji, are you hungry? Can you do it? You can't even hit me from such a close distance, hahaha."
Being laughed at by his companions, Zhang Ji also got angry. He strode up to the fool with great momentum and said in a malicious and sarcastic tone: "Hey, I haven't seen you for a few days. You've become bolder and are hiding now."
He raised his foot and kicked Le Jing.
Le Jing had already stood up and was on guard against his actions, so at this moment he tilted his body and easily avoided Zhang Ji's attack again.
Zhang Ji was extremely angry after being dodged twice in a row. His eyes were red and he was breathing heavily. He said word by word: "You are looking for death."
If it were before, the fool would have been trembling with fear, but today, I don’t know what medicine this fool took was wrong. Facing the furious Zhang Ji, he actually smiled and calmly retorted: "I don’t know when I will die, but I do know that one of you is going to die."
Wow, this is a rare thing, the fool can actually speak. But after listening to the content of the fool's words, the naughty children were all happy.
"Hahaha, this lunatic has started talking nonsense again."
"This is the first time I've heard a fool speak so fluently. Did the beating cure his stuttering?"
"Hehehe, then why don't you tell me who among us will die, hahahaha."
Immediately, a skinny guy pulled the man's sleeve with an ugly expression, "Don't talk nonsense, this madman is really weird. Have you forgotten what happened to Zhang Ji's family because of his curse?"
The man whose sleeve was pulled had pockmarks on his face. He smiled disdainfully and said, "Come on, you think too highly of this idiot, don't you? If this idiot really had this ability, would he still beg on the street?"
"You don't believe it?" Le Jing crossed his arms and leaned against the wall lazily, looking at Zhang Ji and his friends with a half-smile. He raised his chin and said slowly, "The skinny boy over there, you live in Qinghe Lane. When you were young, you had nightmares every night. Your family specially asked someone to tell your fortune and asked you to recognize the big locust tree in front of your house as your godfather so that you can sleep peacefully."
The skinny boy looked at Le Jing in doubt: "???? Our family has never told anyone about this, how did you know?"
"Yeah...how do I know that?" Le Jing smiled and said, "The short and fat guy behind you, when you were five years old, you accidentally sat in a brazier and now you still have a scar on your butt. When you were ten years old, you accidentally walked into a spider den in a cave and got covered in spiders. Since then, you've been afraid of spiders."
"Who are you saying is Shorty?!" Shorty was slow to react: "How the hell did you know?" He had kept his fear of spiders a secret so secret that even his parents didn't know!
Le Jing tilted his head and asked with a smile: "Guess how I knew that?"
The short and fat man asked tremblingly: "Could it be that you can tell fortunes?"
The fool blinked his eyes, clapped his hands slowly, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you got it right."
Now no one dared to laugh at the idiot for talking nonsense. Even the pockmarked man who had just spoken nonsense swallowed his saliva and looked at the idiot who was standing against the wall but smiling without saying a word with a look of doubt.
His hair was disheveled and his face was pitch black, looking like coal, but only his pair of strange glass-colored eyes were shining brightly, sparkling with a strange color in the sunlight.
The fool is not the same as before!
Everyone was vaguely aware of this. Although the person was still the same, the aura had changed.
Although the man in front of them was thin, small, and dirty, they strangely did not dare to bully him.
Seeing that he had successfully subdued these naughty kids, Le Jing also breathed a sigh of relief. He was now hungry and injured. Facing these four strong naughty kids, this malnourished little fool was simply a food delivery and had no power to fight at all.
Moreover... he didn't need to personally fight back...
Le Jing's gaze slid across the faces of the four ignorant kids, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
Fate has already marked a price for everything.
However, the three naughty kids were frightened, but Zhang Ji, who considered himself the leader of his group, was not so easily frightened away. He looked at the three wimps with disdain and sneered, "Are you stupid? He is just playing tricks. He may have heard what he just said from somewhere. Do you really think he is a fortune teller? This lunatic used to say crazy things. You would be stupid if you really believed them... Besides, we punished him so many times before, why didn't he tell fortunes then?"
The three of them hesitated when they heard this. Zhang Ji immediately continued his efforts. He raised his head and said to Le Jing arrogantly: "Didn't you say you can tell fortunes? Then help me predict the future."
Le Jing glanced at the increasingly dead look on his face, then glanced behind him, his smile deepening. He shook his head: "I can't predict your future."
Zhang Ji seemed to have found some evidence when he heard this, and his expression became even more smug. He put his hands on his hips and said to his friends: "You see, he really can't figure it out, so he is just a little liar. Let's not talk nonsense to him. If we don't teach him a lesson, he will think we are afraid of him!" His three younger brothers were ready to make a move.
Le Jing's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "I'm sorry, you misunderstood. I said I couldn't predict your future because you don't have one." His eyes sparkled, and he pointed behind Zhang Ji with a smile, "Look, you're going to die soon..."
Hearing a low roar behind him, Zhang Ji subconsciously turned his head to look, and then his expression completely froze.
A wolfhound with red eyes and drooling mouth was staring at Zhang Ji with a fierce look.
The fool's gentle voice came from behind: "This mad dog was your enemy in your previous life. In this life, he reincarnated as a mad dog and came to take your life."
As if in response to the fool's words, the mad dog opened its mouth wide, let out an angry roar, and pounced towards Zhang Ji with its hind legs.
Zhang Ji's face turned pale, and he let out a scream that was not human. He ran away, and the mad dog chased him relentlessly. When he ran past the fortune-telling stall, the mad dog swung its body and directly overturned the stall. The passerby who was fortune-telling was frightened and cried for his parents and fell on his butt, covered in dust and in embarrassment. The fortune-teller, on the other hand, was as light as a swallow and kept his balance. His clothes fluttered without being stained by dust, and he looked like a master.
Wherever the man and the dog went, there were cars and horses overturned and chickens and dogs in chaos.
“Help!”
"Everyone come and save me!"
Zhang Ji’s voice became hoarse from shouting, but no one dared to beat the mad dog.
Le Jing calmly looked at the three younger brothers who were stunned but stopped in their tracks, and asked coolly, "Aren't you going to help?"
"Nonsense! That's a mad dog! Anyone bitten by it will go crazy!" The short and fat man blurted out. After he finished speaking, he realized who he was talking to. He looked at Le Jing as if he was about to cry. He shook his body and said tremblingly, "Well, can you really predict the past and the future?"
The pockmarked man was somewhat convinced, but he didn't dare to believe it. He muttered to himself as if hypnotized, "No, he can't be so accurate. He must have seen the mad dog first, so he just said that. It's impossible for him to calculate it. If he can calculate it, wouldn't he be a living god?"
Le Banxian Jing pointed at Zhang Ji, who was crying and circling with a mad dog on the street not far away, and said calmly: "Don't worry, that mad dog can't kill Zhang Ji."
Although the pockmarked man said that he didn't believe the idiot's calculations, he couldn't help but believe it after hearing what the idiot said. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the idiot gasp and said, "Because when he was avoiding the mad dog, he provoked the frightened horse under his father's saddle, and the horse's hoof kicked his head and smashed it, so he was kicked to death by the horse."
The boy's light blue eyes appeared transparent in the sunlight, his gaze was long and his tone was firm as if he was talking about something that had already happened.
And that is indeed the future that is destined to happen.
Almost as soon as the fool finished speaking, Butcher Zhang appeared at the other end of the road on horseback.
Zhang Ji's eyes lit up when he saw his father, and he excitedly rolled and crawled towards Zhang the Butcher, "Dad, save me, save me quickly!"
Butcher Zhang was startled when he saw Zhang Ji suddenly rushing towards him from the side, and hurriedly pulled the reins tight, trying to stop the fast horse under him.
But it was still too late.
The horse was frightened, and it raised its hooves high and kicked Zhang Ji hard on the forehead. Zhang Ji's body flew out and fell heavily to the ground. Blood gushed out of his head, and even white brain matter flowed out.
Butcher Zhang opened his eyes wide, his eyes were about to burst, and he shouted in a tearful voice: "Ji'er!!!"
The three younger brothers who witnessed the whole process were stunned for a few seconds, and at the same time, they turned their heads to look at Le Jing, who had sat down calmly. Their eyeballs almost popped out and their eyes were filled with fear, as if they were looking at a monster.
Le Jing crossed his legs casually, propped his chin with one hand, and had a gentle smile on his face that frightened them. He continued slowly, "The mad dog will bite Butcher Zhang's shoulder next. Although Butcher Zhang finally killed the mad dog, Butcher Zhang became mad a week later and died soon. So it should be said that Butcher Zhang was bitten to death by the mad dog."
The three men looked back at the street as stiffly as rusty robots, and saw Butcher Zhang tumbling off his horse and staggering towards Zhang Ji's body.
The mad dog with red eyes pounced on him from behind, opened its big mouth, and dug its dark yellow canine teeth into his shoulder. Butcher Zhang let out a terrible cry and rolled and tugged on the ground with the mad dog, engaging in a brutal and bloody fight with his bare hands.
Perhaps the pain of losing his son gave him unlimited strength, and he finally strangled the mad dog to death and won the final victory.
Then the scarred man crawled beside his son's body, howling like a trapped beast.
A boy sitting cross-legged not far away watched with cold eyes, his eyes slightly narrowed, his voice neither sad nor happy, just like a god sitting on a high lotus throne, giving all living beings an absolutely fair judgment: "Butcher Zhang burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of evil on the battlefield. He raped 57 women and children and killed 18 children. Now it can be regarded as retribution for his family - of course, his family is not innocent either."
The three naughty kids kept silent, and their eyes were filled with awe instead of fear.
At this point, they no longer know whether the fool is talking about the future he calculated, or whether what the fool is talking about is... the future that is destined to come true.
With a thud, the pockmarked man's knees softened first and he knelt down to Le Jing. Then the skinny guy and the short and fat guy also knelt down to Le Jing one after another as if they had just woken up from a dream.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I won't dare to do it again!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will never bully you again, I can give you all my New Year's money!"
"I don't want to die. I was wrong. I was wrong. Please forgive me this time. I will kowtow to you, okay?"
Le Jing had seen the karma of these people before. They were not vicious villains in their past lives, and they had not killed anyone. They were all small hooligans who committed minor crimes but never committed major crimes, so they had not encountered any disasters that would endanger their lives. At most, they would be unlucky and poor in this life, but it would not affect their next life.
"...How much New Year's money can you give me at most?"
The thin little man who was kowtowing was stunned for a moment, and with tears in his eyes he stammered, "One or two?"
Le Jing stretched out his hand to him: "Give me the money, I promise you won't die in a short time."
"……short time?"
"About forty or fifty years."
Hearing that he could live for another 40 to 50 years, the skinny guy immediately smiled and hurriedly took out a silver coin from his pocket and stuffed it into Le Jing's pocket. As if he was afraid that Le Jing would regret it, he said forcefully: "We agreed on this, you are not allowed to regret it!"
The other two naughty kids also woke up from their dreams. One of them said quickly, "I don't have the money yet. Wait for me. I'll go home and get my and my brother's New Year's money. You must wait for me!!"
Another person said cheerfully: "I'll give you my New Year's money too! Please don't curse me."
Having successfully collected the New Year's money from the three naughty kids, Le Jing was in a good mood. Although he didn't know the purchasing power of silver here, three taels of silver would be enough to have a full meal, right? If it wasn't enough, wouldn't there still be the New Year's money from Short Fatty and his brother?
Le Jing ignored the farce of Zhang the butcher crying for his son on the street. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples again.
He was already a man of strong will, but now he couldn't bear it after seeing the fortunes and misfortunes of several people in their past and present lives.
This fool's eyes are so scary.
After personal experience, Le Jing felt that these eyes could not be called predictive eyes, but should be called causal eyes.
Cause and effect is a concept introduced from Buddhism. Everything in the world has a cause and an effect. According to the Buddhist theory of reincarnation, you will reap what you sow; good deeds will be rewarded with good, and evil deeds will be punished with evil.
To give a simple example, some evil people begin to claim to have "reformed their ways" and do a lot of good deeds when they get old. Their purpose is to atone for their sins, accumulate good karma, and hope to be reborn into a good family in the next life.
According to Buddhist logic, you suffer in this life because you have committed too many sins in the past, and of course this "before" includes your previous life.
As long as Le Jing stares at a person for more than three seconds, some of the causes and effects of this person's past and present lives will automatically appear before his eyes.
For example, the passerby who wanted to have a son, who was told by fortune teller before, looked strong and healthy, but he would soon be haunted by the resentment of the baby girl whom he had drowned with his own hands. His body would quickly weaken, and eventually he would be dragged into the water by the ghost baby and drowned.
For example, the waiter who just delivered him food, he and his family did a lot of good deeds in their daily lives, so they accumulated some good karma, and will reap some good results tomorrow - a distant uncle of his who was an official passed away, and before his death he left a will to leave part of his inheritance to the waiter's family.
Although the fool's eyes are magical, he usually only sees small causes and effects happening to people and things. The fool has only seen big causes and effects with far-reaching implications, such as those concerning the destiny of a country, once in his life, and this time he only saw the effect, not the cause.
He only saw the bloody hell, and didn't know when the war broke out or why it started.
And most importantly, the fool's eyes can only see the cause and effect of others, but not his own.
It can only be said that even with this pair of divine eyes, it does not mean that Le Jing has become an omniscient living god.
"I'm so sorry. I'm just trying to earn some hard work fees. I didn't expect to meet you here. If I disturbed you, please forgive me."
Le Jing opened his eyes in shock, and what he saw was the fortune-teller who was as light as a swallow. At this moment, he was politely bowing to him, with a flattering smile on his face. He asked cautiously, "Senior's great magical power really opened my eyes. I wonder which sect you are from?"
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