Chapter 292 Could this person be him?
"You have a bad fortune, but it's also a very good fortune!"
Liang Xiulan was suspicious: "Didn't I just win the lottery?"
The Taoist shook his head: "Life is like a mirage. You originally drew a bad fortune, but now it's just a dream, and it's a good fortune!"
"Your marriage should have been full of thorns, but someone cut off their own ties to seek a stable life for you."
"Little girl, you must cherish this chance to start over..."
He actually saw through it. Liang Xiulan was secretly surprised, and at the same time she was confused: "Who is it? Cutting off his own family ties for me?"
"The one who cried until he died by your bedside."
It has been many years since Liang Xiulan was reborn, and she can't remember who cried until he died by her bedside.
I can’t remember it in my previous life, and I can’t remember it in this life.
She pressed the issue again: "Who will cry themselves to death beside my bed? Will it be someone in the future, or someone in the past?"
The Taoist priest smiled and said nothing.
Liang Xiulan knew that Taoism was most about going with the flow and doing what one wants, so she took out twenty yuan from her pocket and slapped it on the table.
"Who is it? Tell me!"
When the Taoist saw the money, he pretended to be reserved, but the light in his eyes could not deceive anyone.
"Girl, revealing the secret will bring punishment from heaven."
Liang Xiulan took out another fifty yuan: "This is enough to install a lightning rod for you."
This time, the Taoist priest could not hide his excitement, "Since we are all from the same sect, I will make an exception and help you."
"Think about who was standing by your bedside, crying and wailing?"
"Mirror flowers and water moons?"
"right!"
Liang Xiulan wondered what he meant by the words "mirage flowers and water moons".
Suddenly she thought of her previous life. After she died, when her soul left her body, Jiang Jinzhou had been lying beside her bed, crying loudly.
The crying was so moving, so tragic and miserable...
Could this person be him?
How could he, who was so filial to someone, cut off his own kinship? Impossible.
Liang Xiulan shook her head: "It can't be him! He is very filial, and his family is the most important to him. It definitely can't be him."
The Taoist priest folded his hands and said unconvincedly: "Some things, what you see may not be the truth. Only time can prove everything!"
As the two were chatting, someone knocked on the door: "Lanlan...are you finished interpreting your divination?"
It was Jiang Jinzhou. He was worried about Liang Xiulan. After all, the Taoist priest was a strange man.
Liang Xiulan turned around and replied, "It's over, it's over, right now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Jinzhou and Hu Dabiao pushed the door open and rushed in.
The rest of the people followed behind him, all craning their necks to look inside.
Hu Dabiao was even more eager to try, holding a stick in his hand: "Master, let me see it too."
The Taoist priest waved at him: "Bring it here, let me see it..."
Hu Dabiao pushed Jiang Jinzhou over, strode forward, and handed the lot he had drawn to the Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest took a look and said it was a very good lot, number one at that.
"You chose it yourself, didn't you?"
Hu Dabiao scratched his head: "No, I shook it out."
The Taoist curled his lips, he didn't believe it, but he still interpreted the fortune for him.
"Excellent fortune! You have chosen a good lot and a bright path, but you must not forget your benefactor."
Upon hearing this, Hu Dabiao quickly pulled Jiang Jinzhou over and said, "Master, is he my benefactor?"
The Taoist priest looked at Jiang Jinzhou, then at Liang Xiulan, and finally at Liang Xiujuan who was standing at the door.
He said directly: "They are all!"
"Ah? So many? Then do I have to..."
Should I make a few more photo frames and worship them as statues?
But he didn't say this out loud, for fear that some people would laugh at him.
The Taoist priest took Hu Dabiao's hand, looked at the lines on his palm, and slapped it hard several times.
"You... you should have been a beggar, but you have countless benefactors. Go back and live a good life. Don't be clever. Do business honestly. Don't try to be shady. Then you will have no worries about food and drink for the rest of your life."
"Really?" Hu Dabiao looked at his hands, which were slapped red by the Taoist priest's iron sand palm, and rubbed them gently, grinning from ear to ear.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Jinzhou also handed over a lot.
"Master, I'm seeking a marriage partner."
The Taoist priest didn't take his fortune stick. He reached out and grabbed his wrist, taking a casual look at it: "You prayed for marriage in your previous life. No need to pray again. Change it."
"Then I'll ask for wealth."
"Well, you are destined to be rich and powerful. Okay, next!"
Jiang Jinzhou was stunned for a moment. Is this so perfunctory?
Why did Liang Xiulan have to look at it for so long? Why did he just dismiss it so casually?
In fact, the moment Liang Xiulan stretched out her hand, the Taoist priest had already calculated Jiang Jinzhou's fate.
Men have it on the left and women have it on the right. If it is fate, then the woman’s left hand will also show the man’s fortune, so he doesn’t need to look at it.
Moreover, he asked for marriage right from the start. He had actually asked for it when he died in his previous life.
He said it himself, that he was willing to trade those unreliable relatives for a new life with Liang Xiulan, a happy one.
As for wealth, both he and Liang Xiulan were beaming with prosperity. They didn't even need to ask for it; wealth would follow them.
Jiang Jinzhou felt that he was being ignored by the Taoist priest. He became competitive and stood there, refusing to move. "Then calculate my health."
"Health?" The Taoist priest suddenly laughed, "Ha!"
"Are you sure you want me to tell you?"
Jiang Jinzhou's brow twitched: "What do you mean?"
The Taoist hooked his finger at him. He approached suspiciously. The Taoist whispered, "Taking good care of your kidneys is better than anything else."
Jiang Jinzhou's eyelids twitched violently. Why did he suddenly feel that this Taoist priest was so dishonest?
While he was thinking, Hu Dabiao pulled Liang Xiujuan over and pushed Jiang Jinzhou aside.
"Master, my wife, please calculate!"
The Taoist priest asked, "Have you taken the lot?"
Liang Xiujuan shook her head blankly: "No, I'll go get it now."
"No, just stretch out your hand so I can see it."
Liang Xiujuan obediently stretched out her hand. The Taoist priest looked at his left hand, then his right hand, and then pointed at Liang Xiulan: "Are you two sisters?"
"right!"
The Taoist stroked his beard, deep in thought. After a moment, he suddenly looked at Hu Dabiao and said, "You two haven't got a marriage certificate, right?"
Everyone was stunned. How could this fortune teller know everything? And what did this have to do with the marriage certificate?
The couple shook their heads together, and Hu Dabiao explained: "She is not old enough to get a marriage certificate."
The Taoist nodded: "Oh, then you must get a marriage certificate when you reach the age."
"Also, don't worry about other people's business all the time, and focus more on your own business.
A man's fortune is in the hands of a woman. If you manage other people's money but not your own, someone else will manage it for you. If you do, it will be gone. Do you understand?"
Hu Dabiao was confused, but Liang Xiujuan knew everything clearly.
Getting a marriage certificate first is to protect one's own marriage. If one does not take care of one's own property, there will be someone to take care of it for her, and that person must be a woman, because a man's wealth is in the hands of a woman.
By then she might lose both her money and her life.
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