Setting up a fortune-telling stall: No money for divination?ghosts have to die

Setting up a fortune-telling stall: No money for divination?Ghosts Must Die Author: Bai Yu Tenglong

Introduction:

The world Chen Feng lives in has just recovered from evil spirits for 20 years.

He happened to awaken the god-level fortune-telling system, which can calculate people, ghosts, and all things, marriage, wealth, life and death.

The high-cold president, the beautiful school flower, the rich second generation, etc. all came to him for fortune-telling.

Unfortunately, one day, a ghost came to him to tell his fortune.

"Just said a few words, you asked me for [-]?"

"I won't give it to you today, what can you do with me?"

After finishing speaking, the ghost was hit by a sudden searchlight just as he walked away... and evaporated.

Chen Feng shook his head and sneered, "Fortune-telling doesn't give gold, isn't that courting death?" [Bai Yu Tenglong]

Chapter 1 No money for fortune-telling? Was it smashed by a brick?

Legend has it that every millennium, the gate of hell opens wide.

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Guangdong City.

Lingnan City.

It was already 9 o'clock in the evening, and Chen Feng was wearing a pair of sunglasses, and he was still setting up a stall on the roadside in front of the dilapidated temple.

Across the road is an unfinished building.

Under the illumination of the faint street lights, two flags could be seen fluttering gently beside the booth.

There is a couplet written on the flag.

Business is booming, fortune-telling booth, try to pay ten if you make a mistake!

"His uncle, didn't he just rely on his own connections to get promoted, without any real materials, how dare he fire me!"

"I'm the one who runs the most business in the whole company, supporting half of the company's turnover. What will you do without me!"

Not far from the road came two men in their 30s.

One of them was drunk and swearing.

"All right, all right, as long as you are amazing, go quickly and take two steps, it's very gloomy here."

Another man was carrying one of his arms, feeling the cold wind blowing by, and his body couldn't help shivering.

When the two passed by Chen Feng's fortune-telling booth, they didn't even dare to take a look.

In this kind of place, setting up a stall at this time, I'm afraid it's not crazy.

But Chen Feng waved at them, "You two big brothers, do you want to tell your fate!"

"The kind that can be accurate just by looking at the face."

The drunk man immediately yelled at him, "Go to hell with your uncle, you can cheat me of my money?"

Chen Feng was not angry, and said with a smile: "I see that the career spirit above your head was originally very strong, but now it suddenly weakens, and you are unemployed."

It can be seen from the face of the other party that he was indeed on the rise in his career.

It's a pity that he has a fiery personality and is also addicted to alcohol, which offended many people.

Although a lot of business has been talked about, there are also many complaints from guests.

A few times when I got drunk, I even hit the guests.

"Oh? I have investigated Lao Tzu, right? I will play with you."

He regained his energy all of a sudden, and sat down on the stool of the fortune-telling booth with an arrogant expression.

"Zhao Wu, forget it, I always feel that there is something evil here!"

"Old Wang, don't worry about it, I'm going to fight this magic stick today!"

Then Zhao Wu slapped the table, "Come on, fortune teller, when will I be able to return to the peak of my career?"

Chen Feng smiled immediately, "It's very simple, as long as you don't touch alcohol for a month, and then return to the previous company, you will be able to achieve financial freedom within half a year."

After listening, Zhao Wu burst out laughing, "Hahahaha! Just make it up, and continue to make it up for me.

Can you achieve financial freedom within half a year without drinking alcohol for a month?You probably don’t know what financial freedom is!

Let me return to that shit company, is it possible! ? "

Chen Feng really didn't make it up.

In fact, the company fired him because they wanted him to reflect on his character and drinking habits.

After he reflected on it, the company would solemnly invite him back.

Then he'll be able to talk about more business, and even a few super-big clients.

However, there is no need for Chen Feng to elaborate, he spread his hands and said, "Believe it or not, I have already told you the solution. The fortune-telling fee is 1 yuan, thank you."

"1 yuan? Just 36 words and you ask me to get 1 yuan?"

"Why don't you fucking grab it!"

"I won't give it to you, what can you do to me?"

"No? Hehe~" Chen Feng pushed his sunglasses, showing a gloomy expression, "I'll give you an expression, let's experience it for myself."

Zhao Wu spit on the ground, "Damn! Pretend, Lao Wang, let's go!"

But before he took a few steps, a brick suddenly fell from the third floor of the unfinished building opposite, and hit him firmly on the head.

The person fainted and his head was bleeding.

"Zhao Wu! Zhao Wu!" Old Wang shouted while pushing his body, but there was no response.

Then he called 120 and called an ambulance.

"Hmph! No money for fortune-telling? Was it smashed by a brick?"

When Old Wang heard Chen Feng's words, he couldn't help feeling a little terrified.

It's really evil!

An unfinished building, the bricks can be smashed at any time?

Soon, an ambulance took Zhao Wu to the hospital.

Lao Wang didn't follow, but just called Zhao Wu's wife to let him know.

He was very concerned about what happened just now, it seemed that the young man in front of him had a special power.

"Brother, I see that the 'harmony' on your head is weak, and there is a green hat on it to suppress it. There must be family disharmony."

"Would you like to count one?"

"I...my family is happy, and the family is very harmonious!" Lao Wang retorted.

But this rebuttal appears weak.

Chen Feng smiled, "Your current parents are not your biological parents, and your current son is not your biological son."

"Your wife has a lover outside, and she is still divorcing you recently, and you are still shameless."

"If this is happiness, then you are really happy to die."

His words were like an ice pick, piercing Lao Wang's heart fiercely.

Who the hell is this young man who actually hit all of them?

You know, these things are only investigated by him in private, and he hasn't torn his face yet.

Lao Wang's heart was cold. He never thought that he would meet such a tragic fate.

He couldn't help crying.

But then, as if grasping at straws to save his life, he said to Chen Feng: "Master! Do the math for me, how can I find real happiness!"

Chen Feng pushed the sunglasses, "The fortune-telling fee is [-], no problem."

Old Wang was stunned for a moment, ten thousand was not a big problem for him.

Thinking that if he could obtain real happiness in the future, he directly agreed.

Chen Feng was able to tell his family situation with great precision, and he already believed in Chen Feng.

"Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow to sign the divorce agreement, and then go to Hefu Square to rent a house.

The landlord is your happiness for the rest of your life, you should seize the opportunity yourself. "

"It's...it's that simple?" Old Wang looked surprised.

The house over Hefu Plaza is very expensive, and the one who can become a landlord must be a rich woman.

"Oh, by the way, after the house is rented, you remember to exercise for an hour every day and do a hundred squats. A strong body is the foundation of happiness."

Lao Wang is a little puzzled, what does happiness have to do with fitness?

But he didn't ask, he knew that fortune-telling was just to spy on the secrets of heaven, so don't reveal too much, otherwise it won't work.

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance!"

"1 yuan, the two-dimensional horse is here, sweep it yourself."

Lao Wang paid the payment readily, turned around and was about to leave.

"By the way, there is a public toilet in front of it. The septic tank is unreasonably designed. It is next to the roadside. Try to stay away from it."

Old Wang was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't know why, he turned around and thanked him.

Chapter 2 God-level fortune-telling system After Lao Wang left the fortune-telling booth, he walked less than 50 meters and saw a public toilet in front of him.

There happened to be a man smoking a cigarette next to the public toilet.

He followed Chen Feng's instructions and stayed away from public toilets as much as possible.

As he passed the toilet, the man flicked the cigarette butt away, heading straight for the septic tank.

The septic tank is of a relatively backward design, with a cement cover and a hole in the cover.

The cigarette butt fell right into the hole.

"boom!"

The septic tank exploded.

A bunch of unknown objects were blown up, if Lao Wang hadn't been far away, he would have hit him directly.

"The master's calculation is really accurate!" He couldn't help but feel admiration, and he was full of expectations for tomorrow.

It's already 10:30pm.

Chen Feng saw that there were no pedestrians on the road, so he simply closed the stall and went home.

He rented a house one kilometer nearby, and he went back in about 10 minutes.

The house is only [-] to [-] square meters, and a kitchen, a living room, and a bathroom are also designed, so the space is very narrow.

The rent is still 500 yuan a month.

"Brother, there is chicken soup in the pot, and I specially left chicken legs for you."

A note was written on the dinner table, which was left by his sister Chen Ziling.

16 years old, one month to go to high school, used to go to bed early.

Chen Feng, on the other hand, was 20 years old. After finishing high school, he did not continue to go to school. He went out to earn money for his younger sister to go to school.

Part of the money for his own education came from work-study programs, and part of it was borrowed from relatives.

Even the rented house now owes two months' rent.

The two brothers and sisters have always depended on each other, living in poverty.