Talk about the world of mortals in detail

When the Mo family got the signature, they naturally had to find someone to interpret it.

The Shuntian Empress Temple is also one of the most popular temples in Mingzhou City, and there is certainly no shortage of people outside the temple to interpret the signatures.

Although Mrs. Mo has not yet reached the stage where she has difficulty moving, she has already experienced the posture of a pregnant woman in advance.

So when the old woman from the temple hurried out, the Mo family had just left the temple.

There are several stalls outside the temple for interpreters of fortune-telling, each boasting of his or her uncanny ability to interpret fortune-telling and tell fortunes.

The Mo family is a wealthy family, and when they came out, every gentleman who interpreted the signatures was looking at them.

It's just that there are some tacit rules between each other, let alone shouting and soliciting business like the waiter. Most of them will only speak when customers ask.

Seeing this, Miao Zhu immediately chased him out.

"Master Mo, Mrs. Mo"

Hearing the sound of temple blessings, the Mo family couldn't help but turn around, watching the other party approaching in a hurry, wondering if something had been left behind.

"Master Mo, Mrs. Mo"

After Miao Zhu approached the two of them, she still had a smile on her face. She nudged the tree in a corner outside the temple with her mouth.

"Well, that guy over there has a better way of interpreting signatures. You two can invite him to have a look!"

Mr. Mo looked under the tree over there.

"Over there? There don't seem to be many customers."

Indeed, there were either people talking in other seats or people sitting on the edge. The corner over there was a bit off and no one was passing by.

"The small number of people may be annoying, but it may not mean that you are incapable. Hahaha, if you two don't believe it, then I won't say anything. I have something to do in the temple, so I will go back first."

The words have been said, so Miao Zhu will say no more, and it is not easy for her to talk nonsense.

Under the tree in the distance, at a stall with small tables and stools, the old man looked at Miao Zhu muttering and pointing here, and his face suddenly became livid, and he must not have said anything good about himself.

When Miao Zhu returned, their eyes met.

"snort!"

The old man snorted.

"snort!"

Miao Zhu also snorted at the door of the temple, and he didn't have a good expression. The two of them glanced at each other and turned away.

The Mo family looked at each other there, and Mrs. Mo was doubtful.

"Ms. sir, why don't we go to the place where Miao Zhu said she was? She can't harm us, right?"

"But if that person is really smart, he should have an endless stream of guests. Madam, look over there. There is no one there."

This made Mrs. Mo hesitate.

"Then let's go to the place we usually go."

The Mo family walked towards the position closest to the temple entrance, which was also the stall with the most customers. The gentleman who interpreted the signatures was already stroking his beard and smiling.

However, the maid who was following Mrs. Mo looked back at the temple blessings in the temple, then at the lone booth for signing tickets, then approached Mrs. Mo and pulled her sleeves.

"Madam, I think it might be better to go to the stall where I prayed before."

"Cailian, why did you say that?"

Mr. Mo didn't scold his wife's personal maid, he just asked in confusion.

"Sir, I just saw Miao Zhu and the other side glaring at each other, and they seemed to be a bit uncomfortable."

Mr. Mo's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked under the tree over there again.

That gentleman has a bad relationship with Miao Zhu? But Miao Zhu still recommended that person, even if he was really capable!

"Madam, let's just listen to the temple's blessings. After all, we have donated so much sesame oil money, she will definitely not harm us!"

"Well, listen to my husband!"

So the three people from the Mo family, who were almost in front of the stall, turned around and headed in another direction.

At the nearest booth, the men who were signing tickets had quickly dealt with the customers in front of them to make room for the Mo family, but they actually turned around.

"this"

The person who interpreted the signature wanted to stand up and ask, but because of his identity, he didn't move. He just felt a little depressed.

People in the other two stalls nearby were laughing secretly.

Under the tree more than thirty steps away, at the relatively lonely booth for signing tickets, the old man was obviously stunned for a moment. This Mo family member actually came to his place?

The old man subconsciously looked at the direction of the temple door suspiciously. Could it be that the old woman had discovered her conscience and introduced her business to him?

Humph, it must be nothing good!

Although he was muttering in his heart, the old man still showed a smile when the Mo family arrived.

Even though the old man was expressionless most of the time when facing other guests, the Mo family was different in that they still had to smile.

"Are you telling fortunes or interpreting fortunes?"

The old man behind the stall was wearing a gray monk's robe that can be seen everywhere. His hair was not much, but it was styled in a bun with a wooden hairpin.

Although the clothes are not as good as those of other stalls, his temperament is somewhat fairy-like.

"Ma'am, please sit down, we are going to sign."

Mr. Mo helped Mrs. Mo sit down on the stool in front of the stall, and then handed over the signature in his hand.

The old man nodded and took the signature paper. When he saw the signed poem on it, he knew it was from the heirs without even asking, and he immediately started talking.

"Sign it, um, is your wife pregnant?"

There is no need to calculate this, just look at the way the Mo family is supporting her carefully.

"Hehehe, I am indeed pregnant. I came to the temple today to fulfill my wish."

The old man nodded and signed the poem with good words. It was a normal sign, so he said it with normal good words.

This kind of lottery is also a kind of poetry, so there is basically nothing bad about it. Just blow a rainbow fart, which is equivalent to giving money.

"This hexagram is like connecting bamboos to lead springs, and you hope for good luck in everything. Master Mo, Mrs. Mo, this is"

The old man smiled while stroking his beard, but he paused at this point. After watching for so long, he suddenly saw something in Mrs. Mo's face.

"What's this?"

"Oh, of course everything went smoothly."

The old man frowned slightly, looking at the woman instead of the husband was inevitably incomplete. He looked at Mr. Mo again, and then frowned slightly.

Both of these two are wealth-oriented, and the Mo family has a good reputation in Mingzhou City. The lot they asked for was also a good one. How could there be some bad omen?

"Well, if it's convenient, can Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo allow me to take a closer look at my face and palm reading?"

"Well, sir, that's all."

"Want to see mine too?"

Mr. Mo was a little puzzled, but the old man had his own way of talking and explained with a smile.

"The life of the fetus in the womb is determined by its parents. It would be incomplete to just look at the signature of the fetus without looking at the identity of the parents!"

Mr. Mo nodded slightly. Sure enough, it made sense for Miao Zhu to recommend this fortune teller.

The old man also opened the small wooden box at his feet, took out a piece of talisman paper and put it on the table with a little force.

"Wow~" The talisman shone slightly and turned into black powder, while the old man's fingertips had a faint light.

The old man straightened up and put his finger between his eyebrows.

For a moment, the old man's vision dimmed, as if he was slightly dizzy, and then his vision returned to clarity.

Showing this hand immediately made the Mo family's eyes light up. What a master!

However, the old man's face was calm, but only for a while.

When he looked at Mrs. Mo again, the old man suddenly felt an electric current running from his heels to the top of his head, making his scalp numb.

Mrs. Mo's originally wealthy face was filled with a dark and unknown aura. The old man couldn't see anything at all, but he just felt that he could vaguely hear a whistling sound.

The old man looked at Mr. Mo again. There was nothing special here, but it was also related to Mrs. Mo's aura.

Damn old woman, she is really up to no good!

Oh, that's not right. How could it be signed?

The old man frowned and hesitated before asking.

"Mrs. Mo, when you asked for the signature just now, you prayed to Empress Shuntian sincerely, right?"

The maid on one side spoke immediately.

"That being said, can my wife still not be pious? Of course she is, but the lottery tube is broken."

The old man frowned slightly and asked quickly.

"What's going on? Can you elaborate?"

"Sir, does this have anything to do with the settlement?"

"Alas, Mr. Mo doesn't know something. Ordinary fortune tellers only look at the written words of a fortune teller, but they need to know that everything is connected, and they also need to understand what is happening around the person asking for the fortune."

After being fooled by the old man, the maid said.

"It's nothing, I just begged twice, the first time."

After listening to the process of asking for autographs, the old man frowned.

Even if the old man had said a lot of good things before, the Mo family was not fools and could sense that something was wrong.

And the previous hand was indeed very magical in the eyes of ordinary people.

Mrs. Mo frowned and asked.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

The old man couldn't hold back his smile anymore and asked another question instead of answering the question.

"When did Mrs. Mo learn that she was pregnant? How many months have you been pregnant?"

"Madam and we all found out the day before yesterday. It's been three months."

The old man looked at the maid who was speaking, then at Mrs. Mo, and frowned.

"Three months? Why did you come today to fulfill your wish?"

Mrs. Mo explained.

"It's not that we delayed intentionally, but the doctor didn't find out I was pregnant before. I thought I had some disease. It wasn't until the day before yesterday that the doctor found out my pulse."

Mrs. Mo said and quickly added something.

"I definitely didn't mean to slight Lady Shuntian, sir, but did you make Lady Shuntian unhappy?"

The old man waved his hand and began to make careful calculations, but all came to no result and the hexagrams were very confusing.

Three months? I can't feel my pulse.

Mr. Mo was a little anxious.

"Oh, sir, do you see something? If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly. Even if it is bad news, you have to prepare us, right?"

But the old man didn't speak, but stood up.

"Guys, wait a minute. I'm going into the temple and I'll be back soon!"

After saying this, the old man put the things on hand on the table and hurriedly rushed to Shuntian Temple.

The Mo family looked at each other on the spot, but how could they leave.

In the midst of worry, I saw that the old man came back very quickly, angry, with an extra scratch on the left side of his face.

"Uh, sir, are you okay?"

"fine!"

The old man covered his face and replied. Not only was the tube broken, but the lotus was also cracked. If he hadn't rushed in to ask about this, he would still have been kept in the dark!

But, sign it!

Facing Shangmo's family, the old man's expression was not as ugly as before, and he said solemnly.

"Master Mo, Mrs. Mo, your child is not simple. Most people who have a better pregnancy will be rich and powerful, but this child is unpredictable!"

"But there's something wrong with it, isn't it?"

Seeing the expressions on the Mo family's faces, the old man was afraid that they might have gone astray, so he hurriedly explained.

"No, no, no, this child must be born extraordinary. His destiny is countless and wind and thunder follow him. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as a heavenly being."

There was something in the old man's heart that he didn't say. To put it bluntly, although this kind of fate was invisible, he would not even dare to speak out in troubled times.

Seeing the happy faces of the Mo family, the old man hurriedly continued.

"Don't you guys be too happy too early? This child was born to be extremely precious. Now that he is beginning to show his aura, he will be jealous of God and cause disaster. He will steal his aura and prevent his birth!"

"Ah?" "Here, what should I do?"

The old man's eyes had already lit up. Although he was a little rude, he couldn't help but look at Mrs. Mo's abdomen.

"Only an expert in spiritual practice can resolve this child's difficulties. I am not talented, but I still have some skills. I will definitely ensure that he is born, cough cough in the future."

"Don't worry, sir, you will be rewarded generously in the future!"

"Alas, Mr. Mo misunderstood. I mean, hey, if this child can worship me as his teacher in the future, he will definitely be able to understand the true way. That would be great!"

The old man tried to remain calm while speaking, but he was already so excited that he couldn't help himself.

The tube was broken into pieces and the lotus was added, and the fate was countless and the wind and thunder roared. He was born with such extraordinary intelligence. After waiting for so many years, God finally opened his eyes and allowed me to meet a child with such qualifications!

If you can inherit your legacy, you may be able to pursue your dreams on your behalf and become a god!

Before the Mo family said anything, the old man had already spoken in a deep voice with an indomitable momentum.

"Even if I risk my life, I will keep this child safe and sound. No monsters or monsters will come to snatch or harm him!"

The fetus didn't show any symptoms for three months, but it happened half a month after I returned to Mingzhou City.

Isn't it just because this child is born with intelligence and wisdom that he has already had a premonition that I am here and knows that I can protect him?