There is no insurance business in the world, and Deng Duxiu also saw it in the world.

Chu Kuangge didn't know what he meant, thinking that Deng Duxiu was perfunctory and couldn't rest assured. Suddenly, he saw a middle-aged blind man who set up a fortune telling stall at the intersection of the street.

He pulled Deng Duxiu and walked over in three or three steps.

"Measure good or bad luck."

Before the blind man could speak, Chu Kuangge was straight to the point.

The blind man took out a sign and said, "Shake it."

Bang, bang, bang, the bamboo stick hit the barrel for more than ten minutes and fell one.

The blind man stroked the words on the bamboo stick with his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "After farewell to Wu Song for twenty years, the withered lotus willows will always be sad. The old friends have withered, and there are a few gulls in the Han River. I will sign and make friends without care."

Chu Kuangge stared at Deng Duxiu.

Deng Duxiu stared at the blind man, it was clearly an enemy of me, Fat Tiger.

"What can a sign indicate?"

Deng Duxiu shrugged, "You believe this."

Chu Kuangge grabbed the signboard, then shook it, and more than ten times, another yellowed sign was put on the stall.

The blind man touched the bamboo stick and said, "The wind blew the sunset on the mountain, and the sound of the waves washed away old swords and guns. The country was like a painting and was helpless, and he only worked on a battlefield with heroes. The signing was a bloody disaster."

Chu Kuangge stared at Deng Duxiu.

Deng Duxiu stared at the blind man and sang to Chu Kuang.

This time, without waiting for his suggestion, Chu Kuangge grabbed the sign himself and shook it again. He shook it nearly a hundred times before he left a sign.

The blind man grabbed the bamboo stick, "White bones covered the wilderness like snow, and the tall trees were rustling with the sound of the wind. Once a hero drew his sword, it was another hundred years of disaster for the people."

After reading the signature, the blind man stopped explaining it, put the signature into the signature barrel and started to close the stall. "The two respected guests are not ordinary people, and the old man dared not test it again. I don't need any money, so I will do it myself."

Chu Kuangge looked "I'm going to die", Deng Duxiu patted him on the shoulder and sneered, "Look at me."

As he said that, he grabbed the signboard and shook it a few times. A bamboo stick fell down, swept it and gave it a sign.

He broke the bamboo stick straight away, continued to shake the bamboo tube, and fell another bamboo stick, and then put the bag in another one, breaking it again.

Continue to shake the sign, the bamboo stick fell down. Deng Duxiu chanted, "Water gathers and mountains and is surrounded by prosperity, and each one is supported by glory and wealth. The disaster has been thought of me since the beginning, and it will be the end of the sky. The sign is good."

Chu Kuangge stared at him tightly, and Deng Duxiu stuffed the upper sign into his hand, "This is called fate in his own hands." As he said that, a golden seed appeared in his palm.

After browsing the ground, the blind man opened his eyes, "I am impressed that honoring guests is truly a person who has a clear mind, and will be blessed by God."

As he said that, he quickly picked the golden gourd seed and skillfully closed the stall.

Chu Kuangge stared at the blind man's eyes, stunned, "Can this be fake?"

Deng Duxiu pointed at the sign in his hand, "This is true!"

Chu Kuangge was speechless. Suddenly, he saw someone wavering to him in the distance. He waved to the man and pointed to the Sanjiang Restaurant not far away, "You wait there, I'll go back." As he said that, he got into the bustling crowd.

Deng Duxiu refused to obey his command and turned around and went into the pharmacy on the left, bought some medicine powder, and wanted to break it to the carpenter shop near the nearby carpenter shop, and made a pile of wood chips and iron powder. Then he turned back to Sanjiang Restaurant.

He ordered a table of good wine and dishes, but he didn't rush to eat and drink. He asked the shopkeeper for a scale and a few pieces of white paper, and began to tinker with the powder.

After figuring it out, he sat back at the table, Chu Kuangge pushed the door and said with a serious look on his face, "Xie Yu has arrived at Zhenming Villa, and the ancestor worship will be tomorrow. There are already many guests here today. I want to go over to guard now, and there are already urging me there."

Deng Duxiu teared a crispy chicken leg and pointed to the table and said, "When eating, talking."

Chu Kuangge waved his hand, "Stop talking about this with me. You have to make trouble. Can you talk about it in two days?"

"In two days, Xie Yu will not be important to your comrades-in-law meeting?"

"You're raising a quarrel."

"You carried it first."

"Now, let's go with me and agreed that Xie Yu has no evil behavior, don't mess around."

"Let's talk about it after eating."

"Not that time."

"You can pay the bill for three taels of silver."

"Waiter, let's have another pot of Dongtingchun."

After eating and drinking, Deng Duxiu settled the bill, and the two left Sanjiang Restaurant and headed straight to Zhenming Villa.

Zhenming Villa is the ancestral property of the Xie family and is built on the waist of Xiao Qin Mountain more than ten miles northwest of Hanyang County.

Xiao Qin Mountain is the remnant of Qujialing, facing the Han River, and facing Xiaocang Mountain from the distance.

It is summer, and the forests and valleys of Xiaoqin Mountain are particularly beautiful, with thick and lush shade, which is a good place to cool off.

As soon as he entered the stairway at the foot of the mountain, Deng Duxiu felt that most of the heat had disappeared.

Chu Kuangge had a temporary waist card issued by the Xie family, and Deng Duxiu followed him and traveled all the way.

After entering Zhenming Villa, his heat was gone.

By the time Deng Duxiu arrived, there were already many congratulatory guests, scattered around the villa to enjoy the heat.

He even saw many familiar faces who participated in the Xianya Festival a few days ago. He had something to do in his mind and deliberately hid his body.

For a moment, no one noticed him, the popular fried chicken in Hanyang County.

Zhenming Villa occupied half of the mountain and brought the mountain spring water into Neicheng Lake. The scenery is everywhere in the villa.

Deng Duxiu had no intention of watching, and searching everywhere, for fear of seeing that graceful figure.

"Young Master Chu, why are you here? It's really easy to find me. The Young Marquis has something urgent to ask you."

A servant in brocade clothes jumped out from somewhere and said anxiously.

Deng Duxiu's eyelids twitched, and Chu Kuangge stared at him, "I'll go here." He quietly pressed his hand at Deng Duxiu, signaling him not to act rashly, and then left with the servant in brocade clothes.

Chu Kuangge had just left, and Deng Duxiu gently activated the dust technique, and a slight particle of dust attached to the servant in the brocade clothes.

After the two of them left the corridor on the lake, he followed him.

After a while, he saw the servant in Jinyi bringing Chu Kuangge into the backyard.

There were two servants in the stone arch in the backyard, and he couldn't keep up.

He was about to retreat when he heard a sound coming from the yard.

But the servant in the brocade clothes asked the two servants who were guarding the door to guard him, and he wanted to rush to inform the young marquis.

Xie Yu was not in the yard. Deng Duxiu thought about it and continued to follow the servant in brocade clothes and traveled through most of the manor. The servant entered a pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Deng Duxiu didn't dare to follow him too close, so he hid in a rockery more than ten feet away, looking at that place.

At first glance, he almost lost his soul. A young man in white with a feminine temperament was sitting opposite a handsome young man.

Even though he was more than ten feet apart, Deng Duxiu still recognized that the handsome young man was Qin Qing disguised as a man.

Needless to say, the other person must be Xie Yu, undoubtedly, because the servant in brocade clothes had already bowed to the feminine young man.

He tried his best to turn his fate around Qin Xiaoyi, but he didn't expect that the gears of fate were so ruthless.

Qin Xiaoyi still collided with Xie Yu.
Chapter completed!