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Start of Divinations (3)
Of course she couldn't directly give the talisman to her father, he definitely wouldn't carry it with him.
She knew every time he went out to handle matters, he'd wear that same white shirt with black suit pants as from his wedding. That was his best outfit and he couldn't bear to wear them casually. But he'll definitely wear them into the city tomorrow.
Thus, she carefully folded the talisman and quietly snuck them into that pants pocket, praying her father wouldn't discover it.
The next day, as expected, father left with that outfit.
Probably because of the talisman, the dark overcast on her face lightened a bit and became a little more energetic.
Right as he stepped out, Yang He came afterwards. When he saw Yang ZiMei, he excitedly said: "Sweetie, you're incredible. You said I benefit wood and two people suddenly showed up today for I don't know what. When they saw that old zhennan out front, they offered me a thousand kuai for it. Haha, wouldn't I have this fund to venture out with? I really hadn't thought a tree would be worth so much." [1]
In 1992, a thousand kuai was truly a large sum. At the time, a public teacher's month of income was 300 kuai.
"Who are those people that came?" Yang ZiMei asked out of curiosity.
"A very rich looking old man and someone who looks like a feng shui master of sorts, about 40-50 years old, holding a luopan while circling around my old tree."
Upon hearing that, Yang ZiMei became interested and followed after Yang He to check it out.
In front of her uncle Yang He's door, she saw someone embracing that old zhennan, an old man in an all-black silk Tang suit standing there. He looked around sixty years old, black hair mixed with white combed without a loose strand, on his neck hung a Guanyin made of black jade and a bracelet of red jade beads on his wrist. He had a calm posture and a harmonious bearing.
(Like that but fancier quality)
The other man was wearing a white Tang suit, about forty plus years old, a well-managed shoulder length hair-do, and slightly plump. He had a luopan in his hands while saying something to the other man and had a slightly arrogant manner.
In order to grasp their origins, Yang ZiMei concentrated her sights on the older man for about a minute. Then she saw a few lines or text floating above his head: Huo WenHua; borned in 1940; originally from A-city; currently resides in Hong Kong; abundant assets; two wives, three sons, one daughter; father passed from serious illness; currently searching for an appropriate feng shui burial ground.
Regarding the name Huo WenHua, Yang ZiMei was familiar with it. After 97 years, he had rapidly become Hong Kong's greatest tycoon and ranked 10 on the Forbes list. As for his three sons, they would frequently get into scandals with female stars. When she used to set up her stall, she'd seen it quite a few times in the newspapers she picked up.
This future super tycoon actually came to Yang village today to buy zhennan?
Does he want to use this zhennan to make his recently deceased father's coffin?
Then she stared towards the man in the white Tang suit holding the luopan: Hua ShaoGuang; borned in 1948; originally from Guangdong; Yi master; excellent in feng shui; a thousand gold per fortune; sought after by the rich, powerful, and officials. [2]
This data was too simple, she then concentrated a bit longer and suddenly those words disappeared. In its place was a semitransparent image where she saw a Hua ShaoGuang, distracted by a sudden glob of bird excrement landing atop his head, took a tumble.
She wanted to see more but her head became very dizzied. The image blurred and it changed back into its original appearance.
She touched her head.
What did those images mean? Does it foreshadow an event in Hua ShaoGuang's future?
As she was thinking that, she heard a low shout as he frowned. His head really had a glop of bird dung. He hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his pants pocket to wipe it and didn't notice the stone slab by him. In his carelessness, he tripped and fell on the ground.
He had an embarrassed expression but quickly recovered his stance and his eyes gave off that overbearing air again.
Yang ZiMei was happy!
Turns out her ability also had the function to foresee a person's future events.
Therefore, she also stared at Huo WenHua a while and an image presented itself as well: In the image, holding a 90's cell phone, he was on call with his big brother for a while. An expression of great sorrow appeared on his face and then he knelt, weeping bitterly……
She could only see this much, anymore will make her dizzy.
However, she could roughly guess his sorrowful sobs were certainly because his father had passed.
1. Nanmu or Phoebe Zhennan apparently was used in the forbidden city too
2. The Yi here is for things related to changes. The thousand gold part is from an idiom
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