Hearing what the old fortune teller said, the yellow-haired gangster smiled from ear to ear.
He took out a few hundred-dollar bills from his pants pocket and stuffed them into the old fortune teller's hand: "Master, I'm sorry, please accept it."
The old fortune teller secretly smiled and accepted that this gangster was quite good at talking.
He took the money and said, "Thank you very much.
Let's go quickly."
Just as the yellow-haired gangster left, another old woman came over.
The old woman looked like a rich woman at first glance.
She had light yellow hair, ears, neck, and hands covered with jewelry, and her fat face was painted thickly.
With a thick layer of powder, she said: "Fortune teller, I want to ask you something, can you answer it for me."
"You said it."
The old fortune teller said calmly.
"I have been hearing strange noises upstairs until midnight every night for the past few days, like the cry of a child.
My husband works overtime every day and doesn't come home very often.
It's just my daughter and I at home.
My daughter sleeps in a room by herself.
She I was so asleep that I probably didn’t hear it, and I was too scared to go up and watch alone.”
The old woman whispered.
The old fortune teller stretched out his fingers and pretended to pinch them: "When you came here, I felt a yin energy on your body.
If I guessed correctly, you bumped into something unclean."
"Ah, Master, please save me," the old woman said with a frightened face.
The old fortune teller slowly took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his arms and said: "Take this back and stick it in your home.
Stick it wherever you want, and it will go away.
I am here at this time every day, you should know Yes, if it doesn’t work, you can come to me.”
"How much is it really?"
the old woman said in surprise.
"Whatever you want, you'd better bring the number nine, nine can dissolve the yin energy in you."
The old fortune teller said without blushing.
After hearing what the old fortune teller said, the old woman quickly opened her wallet, counted for a long time and said: "I only brought eight hundred yuan, what should I do?"
"Hey, if you give me eight hundred and I give you a piece, doesn't it mean you gave me seven hundred and ninety-nine?
Two nines are enough."
The old fortune teller looked calm, and he was already happy in his heart.
"I'll give you a hundred yuan.
If you give me a dime, isn't it the same as if I gave you ninety-nine and nine?
Three nines is better."
The old woman said smartly.
The old fortune teller's heart twitched violently.
He was really shooting himself in the foot, but how could he let the meat in his mouth fly away?
He smiled and said: "Do you think my talisman is worth ninety-nine?"
"Master, that's not what I meant.
Didn't you say that the more nine, the better?"
the old woman argued.
"Haha, two nines are enough, more than three is bad."
The old fortune teller smiled awkwardly.
The old woman paid the money and said worriedly: "If you are sure your method will work, I will come to you."
"Don't worry.
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If it doesn't work, come back to me.
Don't you know that others call me a fortune teller?"
the old fortune teller said with the corner of his mouth raised.
Seeing that the old woman was gone, the old fortune teller put his hand into her arms and touched her, and said to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Hey, hey, he made so much in just a short while."
"Crack."
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.
Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and a burst of thunder sounded.
The downpour started immediately.
People on the snack street were in confusion.
Those with umbrellas held up umbrellas, and those without umbrellas ran to the shops on the street to hide from the rain.
The old fortune teller cursed: "Damn, God, I'm so unlucky."
After saying that, he packed up the things on the floor, turned around and walked into the very spicy Malatang shop with a cane.
The proprietress came up to her and joked: "Fortune teller, are you going to come in to take shelter from the rain or eat spicy hotpot?"
The old fortune teller smiled and said: "Bring me a bowl of spicy hot pot, not too spicy, just slightly spicy.
Add more enoki mushrooms and meatballs."
"Okay.
Take a seat."
The landlady smiled.
The old fortune teller sat down, opposite Wang Jian and Qin Yue'er.
Suddenly, Qin Yue'er noticed that Wang Jian stopped talking and stared at the old man opposite him with his eyes open: "Ajian, you, do you know him?"
Wang Jian didn't speak.
He felt that the old man opposite him was very familiar.
He seemed to have seen him somewhere before, and his voice also felt familiar to him.
The old fortune teller had just sat down.
Through his sunglasses, he vaguely saw a person opposite him staring at him.
Since his eyes could not see clearly, the old fortune teller did not know whether the person staring at him was a man or a woman.
Suddenly, the old fortune teller heard the word "Ajian".
Could it be that the old Taoist priest with yin and yang eyes was heartbeating very fast.
It was a feeling of excitement.
In fact, the old fortune teller was the old Taoist priest who helped Wang Jian get rid of Prince Wu four years ago.
For this reason, he was cursed with the forbidden eye.
Later, he also went to the big courtyard to secretly look for Wang Jian, but he couldn't find him.
The old Taoist priest did not speak.
He was waiting for Wang Jian to recognize him.
If he stepped forward and asked, he might not be the boy from four years ago, and he would be embarrassed.
"No, I don't know him."
Wang Jian said, "I just feel like I have seen him somewhere."
"Hehe, I've seen you somewhere.
I often see strangers and feel like I've seen them somewhere before."
Qin Yue'er said with a smile like a flower.
Wang Jian said lightly: "It's true.
I feel like I saw him four years ago."
Qin Yue'er took a sip of Malatang, her pretty face turned red as she said, "Okay, it's so spicy, oh my, it's spicy to death."
Wang Jian chuckled and said, "You know it's spicy, but you still put so much spicy oil."
Qin Yue'er wiped the sweat from her nose and said, "I like spicy food."
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After speaking, she looked at Wang Jian with a big smile.
Seeing Qin Yue'er smiling like this, her features were picturesque, her pretty face flushed, and her dimples shallow.
Wang Jian was stunned.
It was the first time he noticed that Qin Yueer's smile was so attractive.
Seeing Wang Jian looking at her blankly, Qin Yue'er straightened her bangs, blushed and said, "What are you looking at?
Why are you looking at him like that?"
"Okay, it looks good."
Wang Jian suddenly said this.
Wang Jian regretted it after saying it.
He felt so embarrassed.
Qin Yue'er lowered her head, her shy neck was dyed red, and she rubbed the corners of her clothes with her little hands without saying anything.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Wang Jian was embarrassed, and Qin Yue'er was even more embarrassed.
Jiangnan City, First People's Hospital.
At this time, Wu Jun was walking back and forth at the door of the emergency room.
Forensic Doctor Li had been inside for more than half an hour.
Wu Jun was in a hurry.
He didn't know whether Forensic Doctor Li could save him.
After all, his head was hit like that. , thinking of Forensic Doctor Li's face covered with blood, Wu Jun felt worried.
There was no one in the corridor of the hospital except Wu Jun.
The other two policemen went to buy dinner for Wu Jun.
Principal Kong also returned to the school.
Wu Jun took out a cigarette and lit the lighter.
At this moment, a cold wind blew from the windowless corridor and blew out the lighter fire
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