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

Chen Feng smiled and shook his head, "No need, you should do more good deeds and less illegal things in the future."

"Wicked people will eventually have evil retribution, karma repeats itself, and you have too much fierceness accumulated on your body."

Qinglong seemed to have realized something, and quickly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, master, for your guidance!"

Then he left quickly with his younger brother.

Looking at the damaged door, Chen Feng could only shake his head helplessly, and went to talk to the landlord.

When Chen Ziling came back and explained to her, he continued to set up a stall at the dilapidated temple.

noon.

A yellow figure approached quickly on the road.

"Hey! Brother, are you a fortune teller?"

"Yeah, do you want to tell your fortune?"

"I count you as a big-headed ghost, none of your fortune-tellers are good things.

When I was eight years old, I met a fortune teller. He said that when I was 24 years old, I would wear a yellow robe and be accompanied by fish and meat every day.

I just found out now that the old man cursed me! "

Chen Feng looked at the other party in the work clothes of the United States, and dozens of lunch boxes in the car, he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling.

"Then you've been fooled. You come to me for fortune-telling now. I can help you change your luck. At least it will be better than your current job."

"Aren't you fooling me?"

"No, if you make a mistake, you will pay ten for it. You can record it as evidence."

The other party agreed half-believingly.

The fortune-telling fee is still affordable, 1 yuan.

After all, his status is not high, and the luck value deducted by Chen Feng will not be too much.

"Okay, the fortune-telling is over, your destiny should not be to deliver food, but to make money from the soil.

Quit your job as a food delivery company now, and you will have a chance to hold the cornerstone of urban construction. "

[System prompt: luck value -100 points, magic point +250 points]

When the other party heard this, his expression was startled, "You mean, I will be able to take charge of one party's power in the future?"

Chen Feng smiled and shook his head, "That's a good idea, but unfortunately I'm talking about moving bricks."

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then cursed, "Wori, you are a god! You are worse than that old man, and moving bricks can be compared to delivering food?"

"The brick-moving I'm talking about is not ordinary brick-moving. If you can work for two years, you will definitely be able to turn yourself into an upper-class person." Chen Feng said.

"At that time, there will be a rich girl begging you to marry her."

Chapter 32 Why Can't I Live Everyone has dreams, and the delivery staff is no exception.

After the other party heard Chen Feng's words, his whole body was shocked.

"Fortune teller, you have to remember what you said. I have a video to prove it. If it is not accurate after two years, you will pay me [-] yuan!"

"Okay, no problem, reputation comes first."

The takeaway boy drove away happily.

It was seven o'clock in the evening.

Summer nights always come so late, and it was just getting dark at this time.

At this time, an old man with uncoordinated steps came, with a thin figure, sunken eye sockets, and bloodshot eyes.

It was as if he hadn't slept two nights in a row.

"Little brother, you are still setting up a stall at this time, aren't you afraid of being eaten?"

His voice was low and sounded a little ancient.

Chen Feng pushed his sunglasses, looked at the other party, and said with a light smile: "There are no cannibals in today's society, and I am not afraid of cannibals."

"Oh? Are you not afraid of ghosts?" A strange smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, "Are you a fortune teller?"

"Yes, do you want to give it away? Guaranteed, you will pay ten if you make a mistake. The stall has changed luck for many people."

The old man said: "Very well, then can you do the math for me?"

Chen Feng pushed his sunglasses, with a faint smile on his lips, "Yes, once a hundred thousand times."

The other party's face changed slightly, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

"One hundred thousand? Young man, your lion's mouth is too wide."

Chen Feng said calmly: "If you plan to pay later, then put something of value with me as a bet."

The old man rubbed his chin, half-closed his eyes, and a ghost bead appeared in his palm out of thin air.

The color of the ghost bead was much clearer than the one Chen Feng got back then, without so many mottled spots.

"Then pay afterwards, here is a ghost bead, let you keep it here.

Do you know what a ghost bead is, a must for human cultivation, and the market price of an ordinary ghost bead is [-].

And mine is a higher-level boutique ghost bead, with a market price of [-]. "

Chen Feng took the fine ghost bead and looked it over carefully. The aura contained in it was indeed much richer.

He put away the ghost beads, said with a faint smile, "Okay, deal, what do you want?"

"Forget it... can I eat you successfully tonight?" After finishing speaking, the old man showed his sharp fangs and licked his lips with his long tongue.

Chen Feng's expression was very calm, and he sneered in his heart, "Hmph! Have you finally shown your true colors?"

Right from the very beginning, he already knew that the other party was a ghost.

This old man's body was taken over by ghosts, and now, his body is about to fail, so he wants to change it.

Chen Feng did not refuse the other party's request. Although the luck value will be deducted, the magic point will also increase.

Besides, what this ghost wants to calculate is simply unsolvable.

Chen Feng smiled lightly, and then said: "It's a pity, even if you try your best, you can't get a single hair from me."

"Don't waste your time, leave early after transferring the money, or you will disappear in smoke."

[System prompt: luck value -300 points, magic point +450 points]

The other party grinned, "Do you think I'm really looking for your fortune-telling? I'm just teasing you.

Whether I can eat you, I have the final say! "

"I'm going, hey!"

It gave a sinister laugh, then stretched out its palm towards Chen Feng.

A streak of purple gas quickly wrapped around Chen Feng's body.

"Hey hey hey! When my ghost energy completely invades your body, your body will be mine!"

"Young man, your body is so attractive!"

However, Chen Feng crossed his arms and leaned back on the chair with a calm expression on his face.

Unmoved by this situation, he took off his sunglasses and looked at the other party.

"What's the matter, my ghost energy can't invade your body?" The other party looked surprised.

After that, he increased the output of ghost energy, but it still had no effect.

"As I said, you can't even eat a single hair of mine, so pay."

Chen Feng smiled and spread his palms towards the other party.

But it is not convinced!

Ghost Qi can even invade humans with awakened martial souls!

"My uncle won't believe it. If he can't eat you, he will destroy you!"

The purple air enveloped Chen Feng's whole body at once.

"Jie Jie! Now you're still alive!?"

"call out!"

With a wave of Chen Feng's hand, the purple energy dissipated, leaving his body intact.

"So... what's the situation?" This time it showed a terrified expression on its face.

It's so weird!

It didn't know that Chen Feng had the talent rewarded by the system, and all evil was invulnerable.

"The fortune-telling fee is 10 yuan, hurry up, or don't blame me!"

Looking at Chen Feng's expression, it actually felt a sense of fear.

But how could he have 10 yuan?

Immediately accused: "Just said a few words, you ask me to get one hundred thousand?

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

I can't eat you, can't I run away? "

Just when it turned around and took a step forward, a bright beam of light descended from the sky and landed on it.

This is the strong light from the helicopter searchlight in the sky!

Although the revival of evil spirits has led to frequent ghosts and monsters, the light damage to ghosts with low strength is still very large.

In an instant, its body turned into purple smoke and dissipated in the air.

Chen Feng touched the ghost bead in his hand, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If you don't give fortune-telling money, the ghost will die!"

"Da da da da!"

The helicopter above quickly found a place to land, and then a fiery figure ran over.

"Tsk! Why are you a magic stick again!?"

The person who came was the woman from the evil-slaying team who hunted down human cultivators last time.

24 years old, Qin Yao, A4, 170, D, peach. (Fortune password)

Chen Feng quietly hid the ghost beads, and said calmly: "Is this lady here to ask me for fortune-telling?"

Qin Yao crossed her arms and said coldly to each other, "I count you as a big-headed ghost!

I'm a member of the official evil-slaying team, and I don't believe in these tricks. "

"Let me ask you, is there a ghost haunting here just now?"

Chen Feng nodded and said, "Yes, it came in a hurry, but it left quietly."

"Don't talk nonsense, did it see you?"

"I saw it."

"Then why are you still alive!?"

"Why can't I live?"

Qin Yao had a thoughtful expression on his face.

She had been tracking this ghost for some time and knew its habits very well.

Such a good opportunity, encountering such a good body, it is impossible not to make a move.

Chen Feng continued: "Would you like to do a fortune telling for you, maybe you can even calculate the location of the ghost."

Chapter 33 So what if we are overbearing?

"Would you like to do a fortune telling for you, maybe you can even calculate the location of the ghost."

Hearing what Chen Feng said, Qin Yao couldn't help frowning.