Seeing that Zhang Yu asked more and more carefully, the man in his fifties couldn't help but feel a little suspicious, and Zhang Yu's question actually made it difficult for him to answer.

However, if you dare to come out and set up a stall on the street, you will never be easily asked.

The fifty-year-old man said solemnly this time: "The six-character seven-tone sounds are, and the seven-tone sounds are actually the seven-tone Buddhas of Buddhism. These seven-tone sounds are Vipa corpse Buddha, corpse abandoned Buddha, Visapa, detained Buddha, Kannahan Buddha, Kashyapa, and Shakyamuni Buddha. If you say it in the direction, it is actually the direction where the seven-tale Buddha is located, and the Buddha is everywhere, so the direction where the Buddha is located is constantly changing. The most important thing is that there is a Buddha in your heart. As for the direction where the seven-tale Buddha is located, it is the direction where the seven-tale sounds are located. It is more mysterious. I told you, you don't understand it."

After hearing this, Zhang Yu said in his heart, if you don’t know, you won’t know, you need to brag like this?

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "I am a studious person, so please give me some advice."

"If this is a point of guidance, it will take me a long time to speak. I will spend hundreds of dollars a minute. Today is mainly a bit early. After a while, I will ask me for fortune telling and people who look at the photos line up." The fifty-year-old man said, shook his head slightly, his face was also unfathomable.

This time, even Pan Yun on the side frowned. He just said that he was only destined to be a person, but now he is very good. Those who tell fortunes in line with you. This Niu 13 makes you brag about is simply heaven.

She then glanced at Zhang Yu again. Just such a liar, you always talk nonsense to him. If you don’t want to go to my house, just say it.

"I know it will delay the uncle's money. I am asking for advice sincerely. I hope the uncle can give me more advice because of my sincerity. I will not ask about anything else, but just want to study the six-character and seven-tone sound." Zhang Yu smiled sincerely.

"Oh," the 50-year-old man looked embarrassed, "What are you asking me to say? If you just want to study the six-character and seven-tone sounds"

Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly turned, and he continued, "I have a detailed explanation of the ancient version of the Seven Sounds Art, but this book is a priceless treasure handed down by my master."

When Zhang Yu heard that there was a book, he immediately asked, "Can you bring it with you uncle? Can you lend it to me?"

"How can I carry such a precious book with me?" said the fifty-year-old man confidently.

"Then let's go to your house," said Zhang Yu.

The 50-year-old man shook his head, "No, no"

"Uncle, how can you lend me this book?" Zhang Yu asked.

"If you must want to read it," the fifty-year-old man raised his head and said to the sky: "You are so sincere, it is really embarrassing. If I don't lend you, I will seem stingy, otherwise I will let someone bring the book, you pay me some deposit, take it back to read it yourself, and return the book to me after reading it."

"Yes." Zhang Yu nodded directly, "How much does it cost?"

"Uh" The 50-year-old man thought about it and said slowly: "Five"

His voice was very long, as if he was worried that the price he wanted was high, so he called Zhang Yu away. He was also worried that the cry was low, wouldn't it be unprofitable?

Zhang Yu just looked at him with a smile. As for how much it costs, Zhang Yu really doesn't care. As long as he can inspire himself, he can afford it.

"Wan" The 50-year-old man gritted his teeth and called out the word "Wan". He then stared at Zhang Yu tightly to see Zhang Yu's reaction.

Zhang Yu understood his thoughts and deliberately frowned and said, "There are so many 50,000."

"This is a secret that is not passed down by Buddhism, and it is also something I have passed down from my ancestors. It is not an exaggeration to say that if you don't want it, then forget it," said the fifty-year-old man.

"Okay! That's 50,000, just 50,000!" Zhang Yu also showed a gritting attitude.

"Did you have so much money on you?" the fifty-year-old man was overjoyed and asked immediately.

"I didn't bring so much cash, there was a bank next to me. I'll go to withdraw the money." Zhang Yu said.

"Since you are so sincere, I will lend you the secret that I won't pass on from my family to take a look. After reading it, I must send it back to me!" said the fifty-year-old man seriously.

"Sure." Zhang Yu nodded.

"Then you go and withdraw money? I'll call and ask my family to send the books over." said the fifty-year-old man.

"Okay." Zhang Yu immediately went to the bank not far away.

Pan Yun followed Zhang Yu and whispered when he was about to arrive at the bank: "Zhang Yu, what are you doing? This guy is obviously a liar. What kind of book can his book be a serious one?"

"If you want to find the person who was captured, you probably have to fall into this book." Zhang Yu whispered.

"Really or not?" Pan Yun was shocked.

"Of course it's true." Zhang Yu said confidently.

"Then I'll see if you can find it." Pan Yun curled his lips.

While they were getting money from the bank, the fifty-year-old man dialed a phone number.

After the phone was connected, a middle-aged woman's voice rang inside, "Hey."

"Damn my kid, hurry up and go to my bookcase and find a book called "Detailed Explanation of Seven Sounds" for me." The fifty-year-old man said in a low voice.

"I don't have that skill to find your broken books later. I will have to play mahjong later!" said the middle-aged woman.

"Please hurry up, hurry up," the fifty-year-old man urged.

His voice was still not loud.

This time, the middle-aged woman found the problem and asked in wonder: "Why are you talking so little, and you are a thief?"

"What a thief? I'm having a big job here. A rich fool wants to learn Feng Shui from me, and I have to buy my book "Detailed Explanation of Seven Sounds" and give me 50,000 yuan." The 50-year-old man said with a laugh.

"Fifty thousand?" The middle-aged woman's voice suddenly rose, "Is it true or false?"

"Of course it's true, you're lying to you!" said the fifty-year-old man a little proudly.

"I'll go look for it right away. When I find it, where will I send it?" asked the middle-aged woman.

"Peachering street, where I set up a stall. By the way, we have three books in our house, all of which are placed in one piece. You bring me the thinnest and oldest book to me," said the 50-year-old man.

"I understand, don't worry," said the middle-aged woman.

"Also, there is also the cover on the back of the book. I don't know if there is a price or publishing house. You tore the cover on the back of me, and you think it's all ancient books," said the 50-year-old man again.

"Okay." said the middle-aged woman.

Zhang Yu and Pan Yun went to the bank to withdraw money and returned to the 50-year-old man.

Zhang Yu patted the money in his hand and said, "There are 50,000 in total, and it's all here."

The fifty-year-old man nodded, half-closed his eyes, and looked unfathomable, as if he was disdainful of the money at all.

Zhang Yu asked again: "When will the book be delivered?"

"It'll be there in a while," said the fifty-year-old man indifferently.

Zhang Yu and Pan Yun were waiting here. After half an hour, a middle-aged woman rushed over.

The woman came to the man, looked at Zhang Yu and the others first, and then said to the man: "Old man, what do you want to do for books? This is our treasure, how can we show it to others?"

The 50-year-old man said in his heart that his acting skills are good.

He said with embarrassment: "This little brother is full of enthusiasm. I feel embarrassed to refuse if he wants to borrow our books. He pays a deposit of 50,000 yuan, and after reading it, he will send it back to me."

Zhang Yu knew in his heart that this was acting, and he also deliberately said: "That's right, I will definitely send it back immediately after watching it."

"It's better to send it back," the woman said, taking the book out of her bag and handing it to her husband.

Zhang Yu could see clearly that the front of the book was a blue cover, which looked very old, and the cover on the back was not there.

It was impossible to determine whether this was an ancient book for a while.

The 50-year-old man took the book, his eyes still half open and half closed, and said lightly: "The book is here."

Speaking of this, he spread his left hand out.

Zhang Yu understood that this was asking for money. He put the money in the hands of the man. The man was overjoyed and could not speak loudly on his face. The woman beside him was trembling with excitement. She could even fool 50,000 yuan in just such a broken book.

A fifty-year-old man handed the money to his wife and the book to Zhang Yu.

When Zhang Yu took the book, he could feel that there was no ancient atmosphere in the book, just an ordinary book.

There are four characters on the cover, which are written in a detailed explanation of the seven-sound, while the characters are traditional.

Open the cover and look at the words inside. They are all simplified, so it is not difficult to read.

He was about to take a closer look, but the woman who collected the money said, "Old man, Lao Liu, our intersection, just called me and said that his son's business was not going well recently, so I asked you to help me see. Let's go quickly."

How could a 50-year-old man not understand what his wife meant? He immediately said, "That day I realized that the eldest son of the Liu family was going to lose money, but he didn't believe me. Now the business is not going well, come to me."

As he said that, he packed up the stall in front of him, then stood up and said, "Little brother, take this book back and read it first. I have something to do here. After you finish reading it, come and return it to me. I set up a stall here every day, and it's okay to come anytime."

Zhang Yu said in his heart that you will probably never come back when you leave. Even if you happen to meet him in the future, you will ask him to refund the money, and there will be no deposit certificate or something, which will probably be in vain.

However, when I was just looking at the first page, Zhang Yu had already seen the Seven Buddhas' Positions, but he had not continued to read.

The other party wanted to leave, but he couldn't force himself to keep it. Adding 50,000 yuan was nothing to him. So Zhang Yu nodded and said, "Then you guys are busy with yours first. I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Okay, okay" the fifty-year-old man still nodded calmly.

The woman grabbed his arm and said, "Go away quickly, and leave now, and Lao Liu is still anxious."

That's it, these two people ran away first.

Pan Yun looked at the backs of the two of them rushing away, and she curled her lips and said disdainfully: "You can also be fooled with such an obvious scam. The big boss is the big boss, and you don't care about the 50,000 yuan. If you can't find someone, see how I deal with you."

Zhang Yu said with a smile: "Let your hair fall."

He said this, his eyes had fallen on the book.

Pan Yun grabbed his arm and said angrily: "Let's go, don't look here, you have to look at it home! Even if you find it's fake, you can't find anyone to retreat!"

"Hehe" Zhang Yu licked his face and smiled: "Yes, yes"

Pan Yun pulled Zhang Yu home, and Zhang Yu looked down while walking.

The more he read, the more he became fascinated, because for ordinary people, they could not see any clues or learn a variety of tricks. But for experts like Zhang Yu, they could get rid of the truth by learning one thing.

It’s like a book called “The Book of Changes”, which is sold in any bookstore, and it’s not a rare thing. However, some people can understand the sixty-four hexagrams and the three hundred and eighty-four lines based on the above content. Most people can read it in vain.
To be continued...