Fortune Teller Master

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Some Shinto stuff?

Yes, when I first got married, I heard from my ex-husband's village that my mother-in-law used to be considered a goddess in their village, and the children in the village could go to my mother-in-law's place to ask for a talisman to be transformed into it. Drink it in the water for the children. But my ex-husband and I have been working outside since we got married, and I rarely come home. I have never seen her play with these things. Ma Rui's face was a little ugly: Is it possible that my mother-in-law really knows a little bit. Such a thing?

Lin Qingyin sighed lightly: In the past, there were many scholars of metaphysics, but with the change of dynasties, many magicians have broken their inheritance. Some classics and techniques have been left to the people for various reasons, and they have been learned by the people, and they are passed on and left. After all, some people even dare to play tricks on one or two of them. If they do good deeds, it’s okay, but the most hateful thing is that there are many people with bad intentions, and these skills have become their means of harming others.”

Ma Rui's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and her face turned white instantly: Master, how did my mother-in-law harm me?

Lin Qingyin reached out and patted Xiaomin's back lightly: Does your mother-in-law prefer sons over daughters?

She is very patriarchal. She says every day that my ex-husband is the only child of his family for five generations, and if I don't have a son, I will be a sinner in their family. To tell you the truth, there is nothing else in her head except the hanging thing, and her grandson is her. The lifeblood of my life. The more Ma Rui said, the more angry she panicked: I was really blind to marry such a family, and my ex-husband usually looks like a decent and personal person, and I promise that men and women are the same every day. , but the key is to have the same virtue as his mother. If it wasn't for their mother, I wouldn't...

Seeing that she was getting more and more emotional, Lin Qingyin almost asked her to tell her about cutting out the zigong, so she stopped her quickly: Now let's talk about the soup.

Ma Rui came back to her senses and quickly stopped her mouth, looking at Lin Qingyin gratefully. In fact, she has lost confidence in marriage, and has no idea of ​​remarrying, but in a place like the countryside where big things are spreading, she doesn't want to expose her privacy to the public and become a talk for others after dinner.

Lin Qingyin looked at the few villagers sitting in the house, some of them were honest and some liked to be tongue-in-cheek. Lin Qingyin didn't want outsiders to hear about Xiaomin. After all, Xiaomin wants to be in this village. She didn't want to let this child grow up to be pointed at by others.

Grandma, take these folks to the next room to sit first, and I'll call them after Xiaomin's matter is settled.

Mrs. Zheng immediately understood what her granddaughter meant, and said with a smile, Let's go to that house to drink water.

As a die-hard fan of Little Master, Bai Juan was naturally the first to agree. She asked her brother and nephew to stay home, and she and her sister-in-law helped Mrs. Zheng greet guests. Three of the remaining five fortune-tellers stood up happily, one was hesitant, the other sat without moving, sat cross-legged on the head of the kang and said, I won't go, I won't listen, how do I know if this little girl is accurate? Exactly? What if she cheats me out of money with the maiden of the old Ma family?

Bai Juan immediately changed her face and spat at her: Old lady Zhou, when your son Zhou Lao San bought your inferior tombstone at a high price, I haven't settled with you yet. Don't make trouble for me here.

The old lady Zhou's face did not change at all, and she said boldly: My son is for his own good, let him be filial to his ancestors, who knows that your family is not filial, and you are reluctant to erect a monument to your ancestors!

Just as Bai Juan was about to reply, Lin Qingyin raised her hand to stop her, and gave Mrs. Zhou a cold look: You don't need to be here, I won't count it for you even if you stay.

Mrs. Zhou caught this sentence, and immediately shouted to the people in the room: Have you seen it, she won't count at all, she just cheated us of money.

Bai Juan's angry face turned green, but Lin Qingyin's face didn't change, instead she smiled: I know what you are here to count, you are here to count whether your son is in trouble. I might as well tell you that the accident was caused. Running away, committing murders and hurting others, this kind of prison disaster is impossible to escape, you better let him turn himself in quickly, or I will call the police immediately.

Mrs. Zhou's flamboyant aura dissipated immediately, her eyes rolled around, and she said sternly, I don't know what you're talking about? My son is well. He went to another place to talk business and hasn't come back yet.

As soon as they heard the words talking about business, everyone in the room laughed. Mrs. Zhou's eldest son and second son are out of town all year round and never come back. This old man Zhou is lazy and lazy at home. Now there is no one to work with him in this area, let alone talk about business outside. He doesn't even have a construction qualification.

Lin Qingyin made a few calculations: Go west.

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