Han Yu looked at him suspiciously, "that How much does it cost to test a marriage? "
"Two coppers."
Han Yu nodded, feeling that the price was ok, "then test my marriage."
As long as Han Yu goes out to inquire a little, he will know that Tianshu pavilion's mood is divining. The right time is wrong. Even if you spend a thousand taels of silver, the pavilion owner will not look at you.
But if you are in a good mood with the Lord, it's possible for you to do some divination without money.
Obviously Han Yu is right.
But in his heart, he still felt that anyone's divination is two coppers at a time. The Tianshu Pavilion is the one who earns the money. He ponders the palms and faces blindly, and then says two words speciously, the two coppers will earn his hand.
He even felt that the two coppers were too high.
After all, it's just talking.
But if the dignitaries in Beijing knew that he only used two coppers in Tianshu Pavilion, they would be crazy.
Han Yu saw that the man took a turtle shell, which was very similar to the one he had just given himself.
The man's hand is very beautiful. When he put it on the tortoise shell, it made Han Yu think of Ji Rao's hand inexplicably. Ji Rao's hand is thinner than his, and his wrist is also pretty tight.
"Turtle is divination, yarrow is divination."
Han Yu looks at the man's movements with great interest. He usually contacts few of these things. Now he also wants to see how they are blindfolded.
Until he saw that the man didn't know where to get a fire and put the turtle shell on it to roast, he was a little surprised.
"Where did you get that fire?"
No one came back to him.
After a while, the man said, "your name, your words."
"Han Yu, my dear, has no heaven."
"Xu CI Ding chennian, Han Yu, the word without heaven. Death, marriage. Take up the words and record the words. It's true
"Who did you dream of last night? Do you have any impression?"
Han Yu frowned and thought for a while, "I remember The man's white robe. I can't remember what's superfluous. "
He looked at the person in front of him playing with the turtle shell in silence and couldn't help wondering.
Isn't that Kubo? What happened to the dream again. It's really not a reliable thing.
He had already prepared his hand. He was waiting for the diviner to ask him about his hand and face, and he could say, oh yes, and his birthday.
Han Yu went through it in her head.
"All right."
Han Yu a Leng, "what good."
"Your divination."
"So fast?" He used to lie on the table, but now he's up, "where's it coming out?"
The turtle's shell was pushed in front of him, and there was still the heat of roasting on it.
Han Yu Heng looked at the vertical for a long time, wondering, "how do you see this?"
"Look at the lines."
He looked at it carefully again. "It's the same as just now."
"Bodhisattva can distinguish good from bad, and the result of Bodhisattva is engraved on the oracle bone."
The man's fingertip is on the turtle shell. Han Yu's eyes follow his fingertip, but he still can't see anything.
Han Yu finally impatient of a show, "you directly tell me the result."
"If you don't believe in my divination, why ask me again?"
Han Yu glared, "I don't believe you, but I took out the copper. Even if you are perfunctory, you have to say something to me."
“…… The trend is fierce. "
Although he knew that what he said was pitching people blindly, Han Yu's heart was still a thump.
He said subconsciously, "what should that be?"