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

"Brother, don't go out for the next five days, because during this period your martial spirit will lose control again, and you will be arrested."

He froze for a moment, completely unable to understand the meaning of the words.

Today it was because of the upgrade of the martial soul that caused the loss of control. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to upgrade the martial soul within five days.

"Well, I will pay attention." He still agreed and decided to trust Chen Feng.

After this matter was over, Chen Feng simply closed the stall and went home.

After eating and taking a shower, I went to the balcony and started playing with the ghost bead.

"Unfortunately, there is only a very low probability of awakening the Martial Soul if it exceeds. Otherwise, with the help of fortune-telling, you must be able to find many ghosts."

Just when he had this thought, the ghost beads turned into a stream of purple gas and poured into his body.

In the next second, a piece of yellow talisman paper appeared out of nowhere on his palm, without any talisman on it.

"This...is this Martial Soul? I won the lottery! It's a 20 in [-] chance of awakening a Martial Soul at the age of [-]!"

[System prompt: Trigger a lucky event and get a one-character spell LV1 (each upgrade requires 100 magic points)]

[One-character incantation: run the aura to carve a character representing the real thing on the martial soul, and then the character can be realized]

This ability is easy to understand, it is to carve a word "grass" on the martial spirit, and the grass will appear out of thin air.

If the word "sword" is carved, a sword will appear out of thin air!

This ability is awesome!

"System, check the properties panel!"

[Host: Chen Feng]

[Talent: God-level fortune-telling, all evil is invulnerable, blank talisman (martial spirit)]

[Ability: Heavenly Dao Qiyun Jue (30 points/h, 5000 magic points are required to upgrade)]

[Cultivation: Black Iron One Star (Need to absorb ghost beads to improve)]

[Skills: Fighting LV50, One-Character Spell LV1]

【气运值：6050/8000（每48小时结算，低于3000会对自身造成大灾难，高于8000会增加遇到幸运事的概率）】

[Magic Points: 2850]

"Upgrade the one-character spell to LV10."

Although I still don't know the power of this ability, but after upgrading, I feel somewhat confident.

Early the next morning.

Chen Feng was still thinking about going out to set up a stall, but there was a "click" sound at the door.

The wooden door was kicked away.

A group of burly men in black suits poured into the cramped apartment.

It's a member of the Qinglong Gang, and the leader is the leader of the Qinglong Gang, Qinglong!

"Boy, are you fucking Chen Feng?"

"If you dare to hinder the plans of my Qinglong Gang and Ye's Group, you are the first one. Give me a hard hit!"

Qinglong's face was very gloomy, and his tone and movements seemed extremely impetuous.

It's not like a big boss of one side at all.

Chen Feng also saw a hint of evil from above his head, and a mass of frustration the size of a fist.

And the group of brawny men had already come to his side, killing with a few punches.

"Bang bang bang!"

All the strong men were kicked away by Chen Feng, and those who hadn't had a chance to make a move began to fear.

"Brother Long, this kid is too strong. Back then, Brother Wei was defeated by one punch!"

Qinglong's eyes showed strong irritability, and he took two steps forward, puffing up his wild muscles.

"You are fucking useless, a group of people can't beat a kid, I think you are used to enjoying peaceful days!"

"The Qinglong Gang and the Tiger Gang have been living in peace all these years, all of which were bought by the blood of the former brothers!"

"Get out of the way, what a waste of my time!"

As soon as Qinglong finished cursing, he punched Chen Feng.

The power of this punch is much stronger than that of Chang Wei before, and he is worthy of being the leader of the Qinglong Gang.

It's a pity that his opponent is Chen Feng.

Chen Feng punched without haste, but it contained nearly a thousand catties of strength.

"boom!"

Qinglong was pushed back a few steps, and looked at Chen Feng with a shocked expression.

In Lingnan City, even Heihu, the leader of the Tiger Gang, couldn't make him retreat with a single punch.

"It seems that you still have some strength, no wonder you dare to make trouble in my territory.

How about this, join the Qinglong gang, apologize to the guests, I will let the past go, and I can give you a good salary. "

Chen Feng's expression was calm, "I'm sorry, I'm sworn to death with the black and evil forces, and I will never join you, unless the Qinglong Gang intends to cleanse the white and strip off all the black industries."

Qinglong sneered, "That's why we can't agree! Do you really think you can beat me?"

Then his arms tensed up, blue veins sprang up like little dragons, and he gathered all his strength to punch Chen Feng again.

At this moment, Chen Feng consumed another 1500 magic points, raising his fighting skills to LV65.

The fist is like a heavy hammer, hitting the opponent's fist with a force of more than a thousand catties.

"Crack!"

Faced with head-to-head, Qinglong's arm bones were shattered, and the piercing pain made him break out in cold sweat.

Where did this master come from!

"Boy, what exactly do you want to do to our Qinglong Gang? We don't seem to have any hatred before."

"It's true that there was none before, but if you cooperate with the Ye Group, we will become enemies. The Ye Group wants to dig my family's grave."

When Qinglong heard this, he couldn't help being shocked.

"What? Digging a grave? That guy Chang Wei didn't say that!"

"Damn it! Little brother, I'm really sorry, it's my lax discipline.

Recently, due to family affairs, I have neglected the management of the Qinglong Gang, that guy Chang Wei dared to fool me, and he must look good! "

"I don't know how the little brother can unravel the hatred between us."

Qinglong has already deeply felt the strength of Chen Feng, even though he is very irritable and anxious now, he dare not offend Chen Feng again.

This kind of strong person is suitable for making friends and not for making enemies, he still sees it very clearly.

Chen Feng calculated it for him, and he really didn't know about it, and even though it was a gray force, he still had good thoughts in his heart.

At the moment he smiled, and the business came.

"It turns out that you want to get rid of your hatred. It's very simple. I'm a fortune teller. Anyone who comes to me for fortune telling is a good friend."

"Do you want to tell your fortune? The cost is [-]."

Chapter 31

"Eight... eighty thousand fortune-telling once? Why don't you fucking grab it!"

Qinglong suddenly let out a roar, which was extortion.

"Is it too expensive? You can refuse, but with your son's current weakness, I don't know how long you can carry it."

The gloom above Qinglong's head was related to his son.

He looked shocked, "Do you know about my son's situation?"

This one son can be said to be his everything.

However, he suddenly collapsed two months ago, and he can only wake up for one to two hours a day, and is in a coma for the rest of the time.

The condition of the body deteriorated rapidly, and glucose water was needed every day to maintain body functions.

He consulted many doctors but couldn't explain the symptoms, and he consulted no less than ten famous doctors from abroad.

"I said that I am a fortune teller, so I can naturally calculate whether your relatives have any disasters."

Qinglong dropped the dignity of the big brother without hesitation, and knelt down on both knees.

"Master! Please save my son!"

Seeing his actions, the younger brothers around all showed shocked expressions.

The current Qinglong is not the leader of the Qinglong Gang, but the father of a child.

"Brother Long, fortune-telling was originally bragged about by charlatans, it's unbelievable!"

"That's right, Brother Long, it costs 8 yuan for a fortune-telling, and the appearance of this magic stick is too ugly."

Qinglong yelled at them angrily: "Shut up all you trash! If he wants money, he doesn't need to cheat at all, just go to the headquarters of the Qinglong Gang to grab it!"

Chen Feng gave him the impression that he was like a god of war, and the entire Qinglong Gang's thugs had no chance of winning.

Especially in the punch that collided at the end, its strength was actually much higher than that of the first punch.

"If you decide to tell your fortune, just sweep the horse."

Qinglong didn't hesitate and transferred the money directly. (Normal transfer is definitely impossible to transfer [-] so easily, this is to save unnecessary hydrology)

"Master! How can I restore my son to health!?"

The system also unceremoniously deducted 720, which was converted into [-] magic points.

Chen Feng used the god-level fortune-telling technique, trying his best to spy out the specific situation of his son through Qinglong.

"Ok?"

After in-depth understanding, Chen Feng couldn't help frowning slightly.

In the despondency on Qinglong's head, there was also a trace of evil hidden.

This is not his own, but is affected by the surrounding environment.

So his son's sudden appearance of this kind of situation is most likely due to ghosts!

Qinglong couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, with a worried expression on his face, "Master, what's the matter, can my son be saved?"

Chen Feng smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, since I'm telling your fortune for you, I won't say that kind of unsolvable words, otherwise I'm no different from a charlatan."

"Thank you Master! Thank you Master!"

Chen Feng pondered for a moment, then said: "Your son will be seriously ill in three days, you need to buy a new bath towel later, and then go to the ancient temple and tie the bath towel around the neck of the Buddha statue.

Must be enough for 48 hours, then get back wrapped around your son, and bring him to me. "

[System prompt: luck value -700 points, magic point +850 points]

Three days later, the ghost would invade Qinglong's son's body, maybe it was already in his body, but it would explode completely after three days.

At that time, their spirit and body will be eroded, and after being tortured to the point of collapse, they can take the body as their own.

In a sense, this ghost is reborn!

"Master, is this enough? Can my son recover?"

Chen Feng asked Qinglong to do this, in order to make the bath towel as much as possible to imbue the Buddha spirit on the Buddha statue, and then suppress the ghosts.

This ghost is much more powerful than the one around Lin Qingwan, and it may only be one step away from the evolutionary entity.

"When you bring him back then, I will depend on the situation. There is no problem in recovering health."

Hearing what Chen Feng said, Qinglong instantly felt relieved.

He really broke his heart for his son these days, and his wife passed away a year ago.

"Master! Thank you for being able to meet you! If my son can really recover, I... I will recognize you as my eldest brother!"