Surrounded by a group of middle-aged men and women, Xie Wuyi felt his scalp tingle.
He reluctantly pulled his clothes back, saying, "You can come one at a time."
Fortunately, the elderly people were orderly, queuing up with their number tags, waiting for Master Lingji to predict their children's marriage prospects.
That's right, Master Lingji is so popular that there are limited spots available each day. Otherwise, even if Master Lingji were to die from overwork, he still wouldn't be able to solve everyone's problems.
Xie Wuyi was having a real headache.
He thought to himself: If you're going to become a monk, then become a monk. Why are you getting involved in marriage?
The Shadow Demon even argued: "We cultivators should be concerned with the needs of the country and serve the people. Now the country is advocating for three children. Marriage before birth is the most important thing. Without marriage, how can we start a family and have children?"
I'm so popular! I've accumulated a lot of merit!
They were quite proud of it.
Xie Wuyi: You win.
Xie Wuyi took a deep breath, forced a smile, and accepted the birth chart handed to him by the middle-aged woman.
He didn't know how Buddhism dealt with matters of marriage, but he was certain that Taoism could calculate them.
The above is a woman's birth chart; she is twenty-seven years old, still quite young.
The older woman asked nervously, "How is it?"
"Your daughter..."
"As expected of a master. I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect that he could tell at a glance that my child is a girl."
Xie Wuyi: "..." If he can't even tell the gender, he might as well go back to selling sweet potatoes.
"Master, will my daughter be able to get married this year?"
Xie Wuyi wanted to ruin his own reputation, but speaking recklessly would be punished by Heaven.
He took another deep breath. "Your daughter is destined to marry late; her marriage will come when she is thirty-three."
The older woman visibly felt disappointed.
Thirty-three, that's practically an old maid.
"Doesn't this make me an older pregnant woman?"
“With modern technology so advanced, thirty-three is still the prime of life.” What Xie Wuyi didn’t say was that even if her daughter got married and had children, she wouldn’t have her first child until she was forty.
“Men need to settle down and start families, but women need to do the same. You don’t need to worry, Benefactor Wu.”
Ms. Wu lowered her eyes, helpless, and then suddenly looked at Xie Wuyi, her disappointment even more obvious.
The master only glanced at her and was able to guess her surname.
Then it's most likely true.
Before he could say anything, Xie Wuyi spoke first: "Fate is predetermined, Benefactor Wu, please do not force it."
The woman left, looking lost and distraught.
The next person to come up was an old man.
What he wanted to see was his son's marriage prospects.
Xie Wuyi remained silent, glancing at the old man and then at the birth chart. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
He was afraid of being beaten.
According to the Eight Characters (Ba Zi) analysis, this old man's son has no Red Phoenix Star in his destiny, and his marriage palace is dim and without luster, indicating that he is destined to have no marriage in this life.
But not being married doesn't mean not having a lover.
It's just that some people can't get married yet.
"Your son is destined for a smooth love life. He has already met his true love. If he misses this opportunity, he may be destined to be alone." Xie Wuyi adopted an ambiguous statement.
"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so don't worry too much about it, Mr. Chen. After a hundred years, no one will remember anyone else."
Now, let me ask you this: do you remember what your grandfather's father's name was?
Human history is too long; there are some things we don't need to be too attached to.
Chen Xiangsong thought it meant that his son had fallen for someone who might not be a good match for him. After thinking about it, he realized that they lived in a modern society and didn't follow such feudal ideas.
"It's okay, I'm very open-minded."
Xie Wuyi felt a pang of sympathy and hoped that you were truly open-minded.
The next person to come up was an old man, presumably praying for someone with his grandson's name on the altar.
Xie Wuyi didn't think too much about it and directly opened the birth chart.
Then:"???"
At this age, I'd guess I'm seventy-two or seventy-three, right?
"Old sir, did you give me the wrong thing?" Xie Wuyi asked.
The old man, wearing a mask, seemed a little embarrassed in front of so many people: "I calculated it for myself."
“My husband died young. I recently met a girl, and we hit it off. I’m wondering if our relationship can last.”
Xie Wuyi: "..."
Alright, I'll have a spring in my old age too.
Who says older people can't have love?
However, this old gentleman truly has no love life; his marital palace is dim, he is a widower, and it seems he will never find love again.
"Do you have the girl's birth date and time?" Xie Wuyi had actually already calculated it, but since the old man in front of him was a person who had contributed to society, Xie Wuyi couldn't bear to see him being deceived.
"Yes, yes, yes," the old man quickly took it out, his face slightly flushed. "She's not actually that young, but she's very good to me, and we're very happy together."
Xie Wuyi couldn't bear to tell him the truth.
Even the birth chart is fake; the birth chart indicates it belongs to a man.
Moreover, he felt that what he should do now was call the police.
"If you have any problems, go to the police" is a phrase Jiang Si often repeats.
"You and she may be destined to be apart." Xie Wuyi couldn't lie, so he had to say it directly.
Hearing this, the old man was somewhat incredulous, "But we were very happy together."
You fool, you're the only one who's happy.
They're just trying to trick you into giving them money.
If he wasn't mistaken, he was already plotting how to kill the old man without him noticing and take his inheritance.
And it seems this isn't the first time.
After Xie Wu finished calculating today's number plates, he found Jiang Si.
"Can't you call the police yourself?" Jiang Si said helplessly; she just wanted to enjoy herself.
“No,” Xie Wuyi said, “only you are credible.”
Although he is now known as a master to the outside world, it is still just a minor marriage and cannot compare with someone like Jiang Si who is practically already a figurehead.
Accompanied by Jiang Si, Xie Wuyi visited the police station for the first time.
Xie Wuyi walked ahead; the people at the police station recognized this master.
I'm not trying to gain fame or reputation; anyway, everyone who's done the calculations says they're accurate.
"Master Lingji?"
They went to greet her, and then they saw Jiang Si following behind.
They felt a chill run down their spines, a subtle excitement stirring within them.
Now, Jiang Si is practically the one who delivers the biggest sales figures within their organization.
Although I don't understand why Master Lingji is with Jiang Fang, he's not really a master, and a master might have his own group of masters.
Someone with good judgment immediately went to tell the bureau chief.
Maybe they're taking advantage of the Double Twelve shopping festival to boost their sales performance.
The bureau chief was inside reviewing documents when he heard what his subordinates said, and he quickly went out.
Jiang Si is the kind of person who only shows up when she needs something.
Perhaps something really did happen in the area.
He came out, smiling like Maitreya Buddha, "Master Jiang, hello."
Jiang Si didn't seem surprised that they knew her.
"May I ask what brings you here today?"
“I’m here to report a crime,” Jiang Si said. “I discovered that someone is targeting elderly people to commit fraud and then secretly murder them.”
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