Text Chapter 1779 Long Er Speaks

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Long Erfu sat down again, picked up the teapot, and poured tea for Zhang Wei. Then he poured tea for himself and said, "Sir, since you don't blame me for my abrupt words, if it's convenient, could you tell me something to clarify my doubts?" ?”

He is a physiognomist, and all he has learned in his life is here. Judging from what he has learned in the past and decades of experience, Zhang Fear should be a dead man. So when he passed by the inn, he just glanced at it unintentionally and discovered that When he saw something strange in it, he saw Zhang Ping, as if he saw a corpse walking. Of course, he was full of surprise and naturally wanted to find out.

Speaking of which, Long Er is definitely a strange person. He was able to talk to others not long after he was born. Later, he had various fateful encounters and learned the skills of physiognomy. From then on, whenever he opened his mouth, there was nothing wrong with it. Therefore, he was very confident about his own He is extremely confident in physiognomy. It is precisely because of this confidence that he is confused by the existence of Zhang Wei.

Hearing Long Er's question, Zhang was afraid that he would not answer immediately, so he thought about it and asked: "You are a fortune teller, do you believe in ghosts and gods? Do you believe in magical powers?" Long Er said with a smile: "I am a fortune teller, so naturally I have to believe in it. There are theories about ghosts and supernatural powers, but there are always rules in the world. As the book says, people have six paths and their talents are divided into three realms. Whether ghosts or gods, they always have their own world, which has nothing to do with us; even me, Tiekou's calculations are only about luck, and he never talks about ghosts and gods. I don't know what you mean by asking this? "

Zhang Awei shook his head. After hearing what he said, he knew that this guy didn't really believe in ghosts and gods. He only believed in ghosts and gods because he had magical arithmetic skills and he couldn't explain it himself.

Originally, Zhang Ain thought that if Long Er believed in ghosts and gods, he would tell him about reviving corpses, but since he didn't believe it, there was no use telling him. He immediately replied: "I have something to ask Mr. Long, but it's just too complicated. It’s too mysterious, I’m afraid that my husband won’t believe me, so I’ll ask this question.”

Long Er became interested and said softly: "Sir, just tell me if you have something to do. Long Er will tell you everything you gain."

Long Er wanted to understand the reason why Zhang Ai was so dead and wanted to exchange this question. Of course Zhang Ai understood this, so he smiled and said: "I have five close relatives who are no longer in this world. I want to ask sir, when will to be able to see them again”

The question was very vague. When Long Er heard it, he thought it was because Zhang was afraid that five of his relatives had died and missed them very much. He asked himself how long it would be before his deadline. Although this way of asking was a bit strange, but at the end of the day, it was nothing more than this. That meant, Long Er smiled bitterly and replied: "Logically speaking, judging from your appearance, sir, you should be together, but I don't know why your husband didn't go to that world. This question is quite difficult for you, and you can't answer it right no matter how you answer it. Why don't you do this, sir?" Please throw this, and then ask sir to detect the palm prints, and at the same time feel the pulse, and then ask sir to write a word."

Long Er was a master of arithmetic, and of course he didn't just read faces and talk. He took out two polished copper coins and put them on the table. He went out to greet the waiter to prepare paper and pen, and then he stood and refused to sit down.

Hearing Long Er's request, Zhang Ain smiled, picked up two copper coins, weighed them twice, then threw them high, only to hear two thumps, and the coins fell on the table.

Seeing the copper coins falling, Long Er was shocked and said in a low voice: "How could this happen?"

The table they were drinking tea on was a simple wooden table. This inn was not a luxurious place, and this room was just an ordinary house, so the utensils in the house were not very particular. The table was just the most common square wooden table made of wide wooden boards. Because the table has been used for a long time, the table is a little loose, and the wooden board on the tabletop has cracks. Long Er's copper coins have been rubbed by people for a long time and are very smooth. They are slightly thinner than normal copper coins and are much smoother.

Most people throw copper coins to tell fortunes. They usually hold two coins gently, close to the table and gently open their hands, and let the coins fall randomly. You can see the difference. First, throw them slightly into the air, and then drop them with more force. The two copper coins fell from a high place and accidentally got stuck in the cracks of the table. They all stopped standing upright.

If this happens, it wouldn't matter to ordinary people, but Long Er is a fortune teller and has many more things on his mind. At this time, he stared at the copper coins for a long time. Just when he was about to say something, there was a knock on the door outside the house, and a waiter shouted: " Sir, the paper and pen have been delivered.”

Long Er went over to open the door, took the pen and paper, put it on the table, but stopped talking.

Seeing him acting like this, Zhang Ain asked: "Sir, are you looking at the palm prints now? Or will it be later?"

At this time, Long Er had been staring at the two copper coins. The two coins standing up were beyond all his previous knowledge. This kind of hexagram image had never been mentioned in the hexagram book, and he had never seen it before. It is said that it should be re-thrown, but it is just a little bit different. Moreover, it is not in the hexagram book and I have never seen it. It does not mean that this kind of thing cannot happen.

Long Er looked at it for a long time, and suddenly sighed: "The two copper coins stood up together, which shows that the gentleman is not an ordinary person. The image of this hexagram is unique in ten thousand, and the gentleman must be the unique person in ten thousand. In this way, I am It is a bit abrupt to use the method of physiognomy to determine that Mr. Wang is suffering from death energy. However, in this hexagram, the Pingqian tree indicates that Mr. Wang has encountered a great change. It is said that he is in danger of death. However, the bones are very strong, which means that Mr. Wang is suffering from death energy and still can't. The reason why I can live a good life." At this point, he took another look at Zhang Wen and then said: "In the hexagram, two coins are next to each other. What you want is to be reunited with your five relatives. There should be no problem, and it will be soon. We will meet, but it doesn’t sound nice to say it.”

At this point, Long Er didn't stop talking because Zhang Ai's relatives had already died. The hexagrams showed that they were close to each other. Could it mean that Zhang Ai would die soon? No matter how courageous Long Er is, he can't be so abrupt.

After hearing Long Er say that it was not nice to reunite with relatives, Zhang Pa thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Thank you for your good words, sir."

Long Er was stunned. Is this man crazy or what? How can he say good words? Did he not understand what he meant? He wanted to explain, but when he looked at that face and the copper coin, he sighed and said: "Please open your palms, sir."

This is palm reading. Zhang Pa smiled and spread his hands. Long Er only leaned over to take a look and was stunned again.

The body that Zhang Pa borrowed was not dead for too long. The palm lines and body skin are intact. But it is because it is too complete, so complete that Zhang Pa has not changed after borrowing this body, which makes it look a little weird.

If ordinary people see this body, there is no problem. They will make some relevant comments based on the palm lines. But Long Er is not an ordinary person. With just one glance, he can see that these hands are not right.

Although Zhang Pa borrowed this body, but from the bones He was very repulsive and didn't like this body, so he just used his soul to control the body, and didn't want to treat it as his own body. In other words, Zhang Pa and this body were not completely integrated, so Long Er saw the flaw. These hands were completely lifeless, just like Zhang Pa, they were all wrapped in death. If you just look at the hands, they are basically a pair of dead people's hands, so Long Er was stunned. Seeing such a pair of hands, Long Er had no interest in looking at the palm lines, and only sighed and said: "These hands are dead, and the face of the sir is full of death. Forgive me for my incompetence. I really don't understand how the sir survived until now." Hearing this, Zhang Pa thought to himself that this person has some skills, and asked: " How long will it take me to see my five relatives just by looking at their palm lines?"

Long Er smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't want to say it, but you kept asking me. Please forgive me for my nonsense. It is because you always have this idea and always want to see them that you are obsessed with death. Deep down, you are already dead. In fact, there is no need to worry. Life has its own reasons. Just live well. No matter how long your life is, you can't escape death. At that time, you will naturally be able to meet the people you want to see. It's a bit too anxious now."

Long Er thought about it again and again. This is the only reason that can explain Zhang Pa's current state, so he said this

After hearing this, Zhang Pa asked, "Don't you want to look at the palm lines?" Long Er didn't answer immediately. He reached out to Zhang Pa's wrist and wanted to He felt his pulse to understand his physical condition, but just as he touched Zhang Pa's skin, Long Er suddenly withdrew his hand and stepped back, his face a little pale, and asked in a cold voice: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Zhang Pa said: "Sir, don't you believe in ghosts and gods?" Long Er said: "Why don't I believe? Just now, I didn't say I don't believe in ghosts and gods. What I said just now is that ghosts and gods have their own world and will not come to the human world. It's not that I don't believe"

Zhang Pa smiled and didn't say anything. Long Er asked: "Are you a human or a ghost?" He reached out to feel Zhang Pa's pulse, and found that he was a dead person. The skin on his wrist was cold and there was no pulse. With a pair of dead hands, he was clearly a dead person

Zhang Pa didn't answer this question, because he couldn't answer it. Could it be that he was neither a human nor a ghost? He changed the subject and asked, "Do you want to write another word for me?"

Long Er shook his head at first. At this point, he was sure that Zhang Pa was a dead man, but he didn't know why he could still talk and walk. He was clearly a ghost from the story. He was a little scared, but after shaking his head, he felt something was wrong and nodded immediately, "Write one"

Zhang Pa said yes, spread out the paper, picked up the pen and gently wrote the word Zhang. This was his last name, the first word he thought of in an instant

Seeing the black words slowly appear on the white paper, Long Er sighed and said, "You must be a dead man. Tell me, how can you talk, do things, walk and eat?" After saying this, he sat down on the chair, feeling mostly scared

He should be scared. Seeing a dead man talking and writing in front of him, how could he not be scared? There was just one thing, Zhang Pa didn't know how he saw it, so he asked curiously: "How do you explain this word?"

Long Er smiled bitterly: "First of all, when you pick up the pen, your wrist and fingers are stiff, but this word is written very elegantly, which means you are very familiar with this word. No matter how much damage your body suffers, you can write it well."

Zhang Pa shook his head after hearing this. What kind of reason is this? To be continued)

Chapter 1,779 of the Monk's Records Long Er Speaks

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