Fortune Teller Master

Remember for a second

Bloody, not scientific at all.

Han Zhengfeng glanced at Fatty Wang incomprehensibly. What kind of science do you talk about as a fortune teller!

Lin Qingyin put the crystal pendant on the table, took out the tortoise shell and ancient money to draw a hexagram.

Zhang Qidou is in the line of business with the master. He has learned divination and feng shui, and Yao hexagram is one of the must-learn contents. Zhang Qidou's hexagrams are also based on talent, but what is more important is the ability to sense the way of heaven.

Seeing that Lin Qingyin wanted to draw the hexagrams, Zhang Qidou took out the notebook and pen from his bag and prepared to help Lin Qingyin write down the hexagrams so that they could be used to calculate the hexagrams. But just after the hexagram came out, before Zhang Qidou could see the hexagram clearly, Lin Qingyin took the turtle shell and copied it on the table to continue the hexagram. Zhang Qidou tugged at Fatty Wang in confusion, and asked in a low voice, Master Lin didn't write down the hexagrams when he made the hexagrams?

Fatty Wang covered his mouth with his hand and whispered, Little Master said, what is the use of the brain, and is it written on paper?

Zhang Qidou almost burst into tears when he heard the words, but he couldn't do it with his brain alone if he didn't write down how to fit the hexagram and how to deduce the different hexagrams!

When Zhang Qidou was complaining, Lin Qingyin had already finished the hexagrams, she reached out to collect the ancient money, and put the turtle shell on her palm: This pendant is a medium, Wei Xin willingly dripping blood in it is equivalent to opening it. With this medium, when he gets home, people can forcibly steal his soul through this pendant. It is estimated that the other party wants a soul and does not want to expose himself, so he came up with such a trick. Fortunately, his soul does not exist. Damaged, just bring it back.

Fatty Wang was a little stunned: Where to get it?

Of course it's the person who detained Wei Xin's soul. She turned around and asked Fatty Wang, Are you going?

It was the first time that Fatty Wang had encountered such a horrific event since he was engaged in the fortune-telling industry. To be honest, he didn't really want to go, and someone who could forcibly detain people's souls was definitely not a good thing. But he didn't worry about letting Lin Qingyin go by himself. The little master is still underage, so he must protect her!

Han Zhengfeng and Zhang Qidou stayed here for the New Year just to open their eyes. Besides, they had really seen everything for so many years in the industry, so they didn't think it was so terrifying, and they all said they wanted to accompany Lin Qingyin.

Wei Cheng hesitated for a moment, and when Lin Qingyin was about to leave the ward door, he couldn't help but ask, Master Lin, can I follow?

Lin Qingyin didn't look back, she just motioned for him to follow.

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Fatty Wang's off-road vehicle is very big, and Wei Cheng, Han Zhengfeng, and Zhang Qidou sitting in the back are not too crowded. Fatty Wang started the car and drove away from the hospital. Before he could ask any questions, he heard Lin Qingyin say, Go right.

Turn right, turn left and turn right. After about 20 minutes, the car drove into an old two-lane street. There were many shops on both sides of the road, and there were all kinds of businesses.

Lin Qingyin asked Fatty Wang to park the car on the side of the road. She got out of the car and looked around, then walked straight to a shop called Taogudian.

This small shop is not big, there are two inside and outside, separated by a curtain in the middle. There is a glass counter outside the curtain. The owner is a black and thin old man in his fifties or sixties, sitting inside the glass counter, looking down at a tattered book.

Lin Qingyin pushed open the door and went in, some old wooden doors made a creaking sound, and a few people filed in, immediately crowding the small shop.

The old man looked at them, and said in a hoarse voice: I have some second-hand or worthless gadgets here, and the pictures are bizarre and not suitable for rich people like you to give gifts.

Wei Cheng suppressed his anger and lowered his head so as not to expose the fact that his emotions delayed Lin Qingyin. Lin Qingyin had both hands in her pockets, looking at the goods in the store as if they were wandering around, and she took it down and took a look when she was interested.

The old man glanced at Lin Qingyin and then turned his gaze back, his eyes fixed on Zhang Qidou with a look of alertness. Zhang Qidou didn't say anything, and deliberately turned to the opposite position of Lin Qingyin to attract the attention of the shopkeeper.

The empty space in the shop was only a dozen square meters in total. Lin Qingyin quickly turned around and came to the counter and pointed at him: I want to buy the fan in your arms.

The old man gave Lin Qingyin a bad look: It's something I use myself, I won't sell it!

Lin Qingyin chuckled: I don't think your fan is a good thing, why don't you sell it to me and I'll burn it for you.

The shopkeeper stood up abruptly, took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket, lit it, and threw it out, only to see the talisman paper flutteringly landed on the ground, and it burned out in a few seconds, leaving only a pile of ashes.

Fatty Wang glanced down, and couldn't help but ask, You're on fire.

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