What is the name of a cross talk about fortune telling _ What is the name of a cross talk about fortune telling?

There is a passage in Degang Guo's cross talk about gossip. Which part is the best, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen and Hui? Thank you.

Crosstalk-"Jumping God"-Degang Guo, Zhang Wenshun

Guo: I know everyone, the old artist: Mr. Zhang athel Loren.

Zhang: You exaggerated the first word, but you narrowed it down later.

Guo: Really?

Zhang: photo

Guo: Ah!

Zhang: and Zhang plague, my tongue is not neat.

Guo: You have lost your heart. Read it! Tell me honestly, what's your name?

Zhang: Say.

Guo: No change?

Zhang: Hey.

Guo: Old-timer.

Zhang: I'm flattered.

Guo: The elder of Beijing Deyun Society.

Zhang: Come early.

Guo: Round and old.

Zhang: You are round and small.

Guo: Don't talk!

Zhang: Hey, hey, hey, do more!

Guo: The stormy course of this decade.

Zhang: Ah.

Guo: The old man has been following.

Zhang: ups and downs

Guo: Oh, it's not easy. In a blink of an eye, we are very popular now.

Zhang: Well, it's fine now.

Guo: It is inseparable from the old man's original efforts.

Zhang: They all came together.

Guo: This is what the old man taught us.

Zhang: What do you mean?

Guo: Even if there are few people.

Zhang: Hmm.

Guo: People are happy, so are we.

Zhang: That's true.

Guo: I am very inspired.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: Yes, when you all have fun, I am also the happiest.

Zhang: We had a good time, too.

Guo: Really?

Zhang: Right, right, right.

Guo: Let's try our best to be happy.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: I'm glad to hear that, including you.

Zhang: What about me?

Guo: If you stay at home all the time, you will get sick easily.

Zhang: I'm bored, too.

Guo: This is also exercise.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: It is said that cross talk is happy.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: Go home after class. Wow! There's another big event at home!

Zhang: What's the happy event at home?

Guo: My wife gave birth to a big fat boy.

Zhang: Think about it. It's not easy to be so old. Is this ridiculous? There is no such thing.

Guo: Huh?

Zhang: That's not the case.

Guo: It would be nice to be white and fat.

Zhang: What? You have a grandson.

Guo: If you have grandchildren, you should listen to cross talk more.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: There are many advantages, aren't there?

Zhang: Right.

Guo: Teacher Zhang means a lot to us. I really hope the old man will live a long life.

Zhang: We want to be together.

Guo: I'm only glad that you live to be 100 years old.

Zhang: That's a fantasy.

Guo: Two hundred years old.

Zhang: It's not too long.

K: Three hundred pounds.

Zhang: Ouch.

Guo: Five hundred years old.

Zhang: Wow, have a look.

Guo: Wow, 500-year-old artist.

Zhang: Look.

Guo: We'll take the children to see you then.

Zhang: Where can I find it?

Guo: Did you see it? This is Zhang Wenshun. Don't touch it and bite you. Look, it's still moving, still moving.

Zhang: Stop kicking, stop kicking. Be careful that the little guy next to you is joking. They are still together.

Guo: Bad, this old man is really bad.

Zhang: Haha

Guo: Some people don't know much about it. Let me introduce them.

Zhang: Ah.

Guo: This is an old-timer of Beijing phonology circle.

Zhang: I'm flattered.

Guo: Class 1 students of Beijing Quyi Troupe.

Zhang: It's true.

Guo: Crosstalk and Funny Drum are two newspapers.

Zhang: I learned two things.

Guo: Cross talk worships Mr. Tong Dafang.

Zhang: That's my master, right.

Guo: Tong Dafang. My family runs a copper shop, which is quite generous.

Zhang: Same old story.

Guo: Here we are. Take an ear spoon.

Zhang: Hehe

Guo: Later, Mr. Eidelin learned to sing funny drums.

Zhang: Funny Drum is a branch of Jingyun Drum.

Guo: Yes, I lost it now. This is the only such heir.

Zhang: Yes, a younger brother.

Guo: He and Mr. Moqi.

Zhang: That's the one who always plays the double reed.

Guo: Mo Qi, who plays the double reed, is a younger brother.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: The teacher called.

Zhang: We?

Guo: These two disciples, one is called coriander and the other is called mutton balls.

Zhang: It's mutton and wax gourd, with some coriander.

Guo: I, I'm a chef.

Zhang: This chef can make mutton soup, can't he?

Guo: Some people don't like cross talk.

Zhang: Someone?

Guo: Some people like to listen to cross talk.

Zhang: Then why?

Guo: This can't be forced.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: Everyone has his own interests.

Zhang: Everyone has his own hobbies.

Guo: Everyone has different hobbies.

Zhang: Yes.

Guo: Some people are willing to be quiet for a while.

Zhang: Yes.

Guo: Find a place where no one is there, and actually this is what the old people like.

Zhang: I am clean, too.

Guo: Maybe it has something to do with age.

Zhang: Right, right.

Guo: At this age, he can't stand all the fuss and excitement.

Zhang: I can't stand it for a long time.

Guo: He likes to find a quiet place, but it is difficult.

Zhang: This place is not easy to find either.

Guo: Where is suitable for Beijing?

Zhang: No.

Guo: I'll find you a place.

Zhang: Where?

Guo: Capital Airport.

Zhang: There are many people at the airport.

Guo: Not in the waiting room.

Zhang: Then where shall I go?

Guo: The runway.

Zhang: This is a good place.

Guo: There are no stalls, and there are no evening papers.

Zhang: There are no vendors either.

Guo: No, follow me to a white table and a chair.

Zhang: Sit there.

Guo: Take a sun umbrella, have a cup of coffee and buy an Indian Evening News.

Zhang: I can't read it anyway.

Guo: Do you know how to hug? Come on, have a cigarette.

Zhang: Clean.

Guo: The plane will take off here soon.

Zhang: Take off.

Guo: The plane has landed here.

Zhang: Look.

Guo: Wow, a plane also landed here and flew towards itself.

Zhang: Yo-ho.

Guo: It looks real.

Zhang: Get up.

Guo: It's getting closer.

Zhang: It's getting closer.

Guo: Oh, here we are.

Zhang: Here we are.

Guo: Oh, look, even the patent leather can be seen.

Zhang: Wow.

Guo: Well, there's nothing to worry about.

Zhang: Yes, the skull was scraped off and knocked off by the landing gear.

Guo: It's fun.

Zhang: I am still very happy. My brain is gone. I am still very happy.

Guo: Just for fun.

Zhang: Despair.

Guo: I'm very happy, but some people backstage don't want to do this.

Zhang: There are also people who are greedy and lively.

Guo: For example, Sir.

Zhang: Mr. Wang

Guo: Mr. Wang likes traveling in the mountains. What are these ancient temples and meditation halls? He likes to go there best.

Zhang: Oh.

Guo: As soon as you enter the door, bang, bang, very pious, very good.

Zhang: Wow.

Guo: Religion is free here, and faith is allowed.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: Of course, this is separate from superstition.

Zhang: It's not the same as superstition.

Guo: Religion and this fairy tale are two different things.

Zhang: Yes.

Guo: It's wrong for you to brush off the Journey to the West and the list of gods.

Zhang: That's true.

Guo: The Lao Zhang family learned this lesson.

Zhang: What happened to our family?

Guo: Mr. Zhang has a father.

Zhang: This is nothing new. Everyone has a father.

Guo: You're welcome. You're welcome.

Zhang: Who is polite?

Guo: I'm not right, just say it.

Zhang: Yes, yes, that's right.

Guo: Mr. Zhang's father-

Zhang: My father.

Guo: Mr. Lao Wang

Zhang: If it is blocked, it is wrong.

Guo: You see, it is willful. Look at it.

Zhang: My name is Zhang. My father is Wang and my father is Mr. Lao Zhang.

Guo: Mr. Lao Zhang.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: At that time, the beliefs were different.

Zhang: What does he believe?

Guo: Mr. Guan in Thaksin's Three Kingdoms.

Zhang: People.

Guo: I believe it.

Zhang: Hey, some people believe this.

Guo: The room is full of bronze statues, gold, porcelain and pottery, all painted by Master Guan.

Zhang: I believe this.

Guo: When I was young, I was very confused. I asked.

Zhang: Yes.

Guo: I said, "Why only give it to Guan Yu?"

Zhang: What did my father say?

Guo: "Bah!"

Zhang: Nomination is not allowed.

Guo: "Come on, have a drink. Rinse your mouth first."

Zhang: Look, isn't it?

Guo: You scared me (mouthwash, spit on the floor).

Zhang: Not anonymous.

Guo: "Why don't other immortals believe it?"

Zhang: Yes, I asked.

Guo: "Give me this water!"

Zhang: Rinse your mouth first, then talk.

Guo: (gargle)

Zhang: Oh, don't swallow it.

Guo: (gargling again)

Zhang: Do it again and spit it out.

Guo: (spray into the sky and wipe your face with your hand)

Zhang: How pious it is to rinse your mouth and wash your face.

Guo: "I-

Zhang: Why?

Guo: Why do you only trust Mr. Guan? Because.

Zhang: Why?

Guo: Damn it, yes.

Zhang: Oh, my God! You have to rinse your mouth. You have to rinse your mouth.

Guo: I said I vomited, and I said I vomited.

Zhang: My father is full of dirty words.

Guo: Later, his father believed everything.

Zhang: What happened later?

Guo: There is nothing you don't believe.

Zhang: I totally believe it.

Guo: Bodhisattva, Buddha, God, God, Virgin Mary.

Zhang: Look.

Guo: I believe that when I woke up in the morning, I thanked God that I was alive again.

Zhang: Wow.

Guo: Go out for lunch and eat two bowls of mixed rice. The stew was put aside and his father closed his eyes. "Thank God for the stew."

Zhang: Christianity

Guo: "Who took it for me?"

Zhang: Then why did you close your eyes after you bought it?

Guo: It's all written in the Bible.

Zhang: What does the Bible say?

Guo: "Others close their eyes when eating braised pork, and you close your eyes again."

Zhang: Well, I'm afraid I'll lose it.

Guo: You lost two bowls in this matter, didn't you? I'm religious everywhere I go. When I walked to this Liulichang, I saw the Guanyin statue hanging there.

Zhang: Ah.

Guo: His father used to blow his head off.

Zhang: Pat your head.

Guo: It was sent to the police station.

Zhang: How did you get into trouble by kowtowing?

Guo: The counter is broken.

Zhang: Cough.

Guo: I went to a friend's house. There was a golden Buddha in the room, which was made of pure gold and two feet high.

Zhang: Look.

Guo: There is still water underground.

Zhang: Ah.

Guo: His father knelt there, knocking and knocking.

Zhang: piety

Guo: I put this golden Buddha in my pants when I left.

Zhang: Wow.

Guo: Go out and take a taxi. "Pawnshop, go!"

Zhang: Even the Buddha stole it.

Guo: Very pious.

Zhang: This is still piety.

Guo: It's all over the house. There are Buddha statues everywhere. I can only squat on the windowsill and enjoy them at their home.

Zhang: Well, look at our house.

Guo: His old mother.

Zhang: My mother.

Guo: In the early days of liberation, I always believed in Taoism.

Zhang: It hurts people.

Guo: It always harms human beings.

Zhang: That's right.

Guo: That's * * *.

Zhang: * * *, I don't believe it.

Guo: Most old ladies believe this.

Zhang: I don't believe it.

Guo: There are still many places to go.

Zhang: How do you call someone?

Guo: Persuade people to come over.

Zhang: Oh.

Guo: There are also charges. One thing costs two yuan.

Zhang: Look.

Guo: You only spend two yuan on one.

Zhang: Yes.

K: How much does it cost to weld?

Zhang: Welding, crossing.

Guo: Cross over, alas, and become an evil force.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: I didn't take medicine when I was sick, so I went there to beg for incense ashes.

Zhang: Look.

Guo: Eat half a catty.

Zhang: Have you finished eating?

Guo: Can you understand it after eating it?

Zhang: Dry stool.

Guo: That's right. I hugged for more than a week and pulled out two mosquito coils.

Zhang: My mother poops really well. As good as shit, okay?

Guo: Can't you say something civilized?

Zhang: You, your image.

Guo: Don't you get it? Clean up the stage and invite people to gossip.

Zhang: You, your image.

Guo: Later, your illness became more and more serious, and you didn't see a doctor.

Zhang: What should I do?

Guo: I ran through the tunnel and asked, what should I do about my illness?

Zhang: seeking remedy.

Guo: Go home, find the closest family member and eat a piece of meat.

Zhang: Look, what method is this?

Guo: Silly.

Zhang: Isn't this too confusing?

Guo: The old lady believed it.

Zhang: Then what should I do?

Guo: But I am also sad to come back. They are all my own flesh and blood.

Zhang: Tell me who won't be stabbed.

Guo: It's not appropriate for you to stab anyone.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: In the dead of night, I stood alone in the yard, tears trickling down. Alas! (Singing) It's late at night! (sharpening)

Zhang: sharpen your knife.

Guo: The crescent moon has come out. People say that the crescent moon looks like the old moon (pull out a hair, put it on the blade and blow it with your mouth).

Zhang: How fast!

Guo: (continuing to sharpen the knife) Old Yue taught me to kill with a knife.

Zhang: Still grinding?

Guo: The sword was cut on the devil's head, alas! I still have to go after thinking about it.

Zhang: I still want to stab.

Guo: Everyone in the room is asleep.

Zhang: They are all asleep.

Guo: The old lady came, opened the curtain and went in.

Zhang: See who?

Guo: Let's have a look.

Zhang: Who did you stab?

Guo: Rest here.

Zhang: Lie on me.

Guo: My own flesh and blood.

Zhang: Dear son.

Guo: What shall I do?

Zhang: Then where can I buy it?

Guo: This is my old man.

Zhang: My father.

Guo: The couple have been together all their lives. Can they do it?

Zhang: I can't do it.

Guo: This is the daughter-in-law.

Zhang: Wait a minute! Hey! Hey! Lying at sixes and sevens

Guo: Don't stop me.

Zhang: You, please choose to open it. This is really a mess.

Guo: Huh?

Zhang: Why did my father come between us?

K: The two rooms over there are decorated.

Zhang: Decoration?

Guo: Just put up with that big shop.

Zhang: Don't sleep like this when decorating.

Guo: A big family.

Zhang: Big families don't sleep like this.

Guo: There is a curtain, that's right.

Zhang: Close the curtains.

Guo: There are curtains.

Zhang: Just close the curtains.

Guo: Separate them.

Zhang: Get out! Draw curtains to separate my father.

Guo: Right, right, let's put it this way.

Zhang: Hey.

Guo: What can the curtain stop?

Zhang: Cough.

Guo: The old lady came in. Alas, she is her own old man.

Zhang: Myself.

Guo: I can't.

Zhang: I can't do it.

Guo: Young couples will always be partners.

Zhang: That's true.

Guo: Alas, my own flesh and blood.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: I stabbed him, but I couldn't. I can't bear it. If anything happens, I feel sorry for his father

Zhang: Hmm.

Guo: His father is in Yunnan now.

Zhang: Wait a minute.

Guo: What should I say when I see you?

Zhang: Comrade, wrong again.

Guo: What's the matter?

Zhang: Isn't that my father lying here?

Guo: It's your father lying here.

Zhang: My father and my father are both.

Guo: Of course it's different.

Zhang: Are you kidding? This is my father.

Guo: Right, right.

Zhang: Not in Yunnan.

Guo: Just consider him as he is.

Zhang: What, when he is, he came back early, that's him.

Guo: That's him, that's him. Wow, that's a tough mouth.

Zhang: What a cruel mouth! That's him.

Guo: That won't do either. Cut your daughter-in-law.

Zhang: Only one person has a physical surname.

Guo: Golden Lotus

Zhang: I, my wife's name is Pan Jinlian, right?

Guo: This name is very fleshy.

Zhang: I said, how can she sleep with my father?

Guo: Ah.

Zhang: It's a mess. Please wipe this lotus of Pan Jinlian.

Guo: Ah.

Zhang: Not Pan Jinlian.

Guo: No, no, "Get up!" The daughter-in-law sat up. "Why?"

Zhang: Wow.

Guo: "hate"

Zhang: Silly girl.

Guo: "My father-in-law asked my mother-in-law to scream and let people sleep?"

Zhang: So is my father. Why did you call her at night?

Guo: Your mother nodded to her. "Come, come with me." The girls came to the yard to talk about it.

Zhang: Hmm.

Guo: "Now that I am in poor health, you stab a piece of meat." Your daughter-in-law "clicked" a large piece on her thigh with a knife, which must be more than one catty.

Zhang: It really hurts.

Guo: Pass it, and the old lady's hand is shaking. "Oh, so fat."

Zhang: Well, it's still too fat.

Guo: Let me see that leg. Let me see.

Zhang: Don't look, just this leg.

Guo: "Eat first, and then come back when you are finished."

Zhang: This is still attractive to customers. What happened?

Guo: The daughter-in-law went back to sleep, and the old lady ran to the kitchen, cut it and caught it with a pink ball.

Zhang: I'll see what to do.

Guo: Put it aside.

Zhang: How?

Guo: Turn on the TV and a southerner comes out, wearing small glasses. "In this programme, we will talk about how to make braised pork."

Zhang: Learn first.

Guo: After reading it, I peeled four potatoes, soaked a handful of dry powder and made a big pot. The old lady ate them all.

Zhang: I'm finished.

Guo: Hey, it makes you sick.

Zhang: OK.

Guo: Dead.

Zhang: I can't help dying.

Guo: What about rabies? Anyway.

Zhang: What rabies?

Guo: Your daughter-in-law cried when she died.

Zhang: It hurts.

Guo: My leg hurts.

Zhang: Cough.

Guo: Remove more than a catty of meat.

Zhang: That's right.

Guo: Cheating. this is

Zhang: It's just a trick.

Guo: What is superstition?

Zhang: What is superstition?

Guo: I believe it when I am in a daze.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: For example.

Zhang: You said

Guo: We have a lot to offer this God of Wealth now.

Zhang: God of Wealth

Guo: What's this?

Zhang: What is it?

Guo: It is a kind of spiritual sustenance.

Zhang: Ah, yes.

Guo: You can't point fingers completely.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: You are absolutely right. There is a god of wealth at home, and you do nothing.

Zhang: Then where can I do it?

Guo: Ah, you kowtow to it, it gives you money, you go out to pick up a wallet, you are happy, what about the lost one?

Zhang: Right.

Guo: Whether it's porcelain, iron, copper or wood, only when you come to your home can you be called a fairy. In the factory, this is called work, in the shop, this is called commodity.

Zhang: Look.

Guo: In the factory, Master Zhang and he said, "Well, have you finished those jobs?" "No, no, it's a disaster!"

Zhang: Look.

Guo: Pull it into the store, manager Zhang and manager Wang. "Did you help me pull the goods?" He said it was goods. Only by confessing to go home is a fairy.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: Really?

Zhang: Right.

Guo: You still have to rely on yourself.

Zhang: Do it yourself.

Guo: Many people are confused. You have opened a shop and a small supermarket in the street, and your business is good.

Zhang: Hmm.

Guo: He sells a unique share of this street, that is, he.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: Can you not make money?

Zhang: Then you can make money.

Guo: There is another one across the street.

Zhang: Well, the two companies compete.

Guo: You sell two pieces and others sell one piece.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: Where is it cheaper for ordinary people to go?

Zhang: That's right.

Guo: I have to find a way to improve my business methods.

Zhang: That's right.

Guo: I also have this confused person. He took away my feng shui.

Zhang: Look.

Guo: He robbed me of my property. Let's find someone to look at it, a wise man. "Are you all right here. Nail a mirror on your door. "

Zhang: You still know people.

Guo: "You know, nail that evil back to him." Good boy, bang, bang, four mirrors.

Zhang: Hmm.

Guo: I am so scared that I go out to have my eyes examined every day. I asked what to do, and I said, "Let's, let's find someone to get us six dollars, six dollars."

Zhang: Six mirrors.

K: Six nails, eight here and twelve opposite. Their two families saved four glass shops through struggle.

Zhang: Hehehe, the glass shop has made a fortune.

Guo: I couldn't help it in the end. It says here: "Mount Tai Shi Gandang".

Zhang: Hmm.

Guo: It says over there: The gods retreat here.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: Here's one: The Third Pass of Life.

Zhang: Ah.

Guo: There is a tiger head in the room over there.

Zhang: Ah.

Guo: Let's have a chat in this room.

Zhang: It's over there.

Guo: There is a urinal on the roof over there.

Zhang: Hehe

Guo: What does that matter?

Zhang: That's right.

Guo: I can understand it. After reading "Your home is fine, you changed the kitchen into a toilet. Do you know that your dormitory has been converted into a public toilet? "

Zhang: Look.

Guo: "Just invite Hutong people to come to your house to shit and buy and sell." Don't you think it's ridiculous? Isn't it?

Zhang: Good idea!

Guo: It is not good to believe blindly.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: It is said that there is still this dancing god outside.

Zhang: Yes.

Guo: Is there?

Zhang: Yes.

K: Here you are.

Zhang: Most of them are in the northeast.

Guo: It is found all over the country, and some people in remote rural areas believe it.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: People who are sick don't see a doctor, saying that evil spirits are possessed.

Zhang: Yes.

Guo: But in my opinion, I think so.

Zhang: Ah.

Guo: The most artistic thing is the northeast dance of the Great God.

Zhang: Good dance.

Guo: He is a team of two people.

Zhang: Yes.

Guo: Great gods and gods.

Zhang: Shen.

Guo: Talking and singing.

Zhang: Yes.

Guo: Putting aside superstitions is like watching a performance.

Zhang: Let's put this form

Guo: Interesting. How about learning this for everyone?

Zhang: OK, here you are.

Guo: I'll take this. I want this great god.

Zhang: I'm here at Ershen.

Guo: I sing with you.

Zhang: I cooperate.

Guo: Please take off your headgear.

Zhang: I'm not wearing a hood. I am wearing my hair.

Guo: Ah, really?

Zhang: I bought such a thin headgear. I'm so stupid.

Guo: I thought it was cheap.

Zhang: I'll take this one. I'll take this thin one.

Guo: I'm still confused about this small amount.

Zhang: This is my hair.

Guo: I'm singing here, and you cooperate.

Zhang: OK.

Guo: He is dancing with this limb.

Zhang: That's right.

Guo: Is that all right with you?

Zhang: Great.

Guo: It runs in your family. Your mother does this.

Zhang: My mother ate her thighs to death.

Guo: You are like this when you sing.

Zhang: Let's listen to it.

Guo: (singing) Hey ~ ~ It's dark at sunset in the western hills. Oh, my God, hey, cough, cough, knock, knock, knock, knock. At sunset, the western hills were dark, and every family closed their doors. Magpies run to the forest, housebirds fly to the eaves, and golden dragons with five claws return to the North Sea. The tortoise has returned to the beach for thousands of years, and the traffic flow is broken, and the path is also difficult to walk. Ten families were locked up and one door was open. Please listen to the villagers, light incense and invite immortals. Ah ah ah!

Zhang: (pointing to the dance movements)

Guo: Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng.

Zhang: Right.

Guo: Drums are not called drums, whips are not called whips, donkey skin drums, willow circles, and they are rushing to report from a distance, and there are eight copper coins separated from the Kundui by the Gankan earthquake, alas, alas, alas!

Zhang: (pointing to the dance movements)

Guo: Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock.

Zhang: How about it?

Guo: Ladies and gentlemen, unless our bedroom is occupied.

Zhang: Why?

Guo: It should be the toilet. Ah, cough, cough!

Zhang: Stop singing!

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