It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

"Donor, do you want to buy a skewer? Do you want to tell your fortune? Do you want to interpret your fortune? Do you want to apply a film?

We have a full range of services here.

This is the only one in front of Datong Temple, with a big gold signboard and a century-old tradition! "

"Not buying."

Duan Xiaobai looked at the girl in front of him. She was around eighteen years old. She looked like an unreliable magician at first glance, and refused without even thinking about it.

He called the driver: "Bring the car over."

As he said that, he stood there waiting for the car.

As soon as Song Zhi heard this, he knew that this old fat sheep was the kind that had a driver at home, the kind that was rich and easy to kill, and he was even more excited.

At this time, a child happened to bump into Duan Xiaobai.

The mobile phone in Duan Xiaobai's hand fell to the ground, and with a bang, the film on the screen cracked.

Duan Xiaobai felt a little irritated for no reason.

Song Zhi squatted down first and picked up Duan Xiaobai's mobile phone: "Sir, let me put a film on for you. I can put it on quickly. I promise to put it on before your driver comes."

Duan Xiaobai glanced at the cracked screen and felt that it was a bad sign, so he pinched his eyebrows and said, "Hurry up."

Song Zhi immediately took out a small folding stool from the large backpack on his back, folded the small table, and Ma Liu set it up.

"Sir, please take a seat. Our film package also comes with other services."

Duan Xiaobai glanced at the small stool, sat down, and said irritably: "I don't want any other services. Just help me put the film on quickly."

With a hiss, Song Zhi tore off the phone screen that cracked into a spider web and sprayed alcohol on the screen of the phone.

While applying the film, she looked at Duan Xiaobai.

I thought that there are generally three types of people who come to temples to seek blessings from gods: seeking marriage, seeking wealth, and seeking peace.

Most of the time it is women who seek marriage.

So right now this person is either in financial crisis, or someone in the family is sick.

Seeing his sad face, Song Zhi made a bold bet: someone in this man's family was sick!

Soon, she put on the phone screen protector and handed it to Duan Xiaobai.

Duan Xiaobai saw that the sticker was quite smooth, so he was about to scan the QR code to pay: "How much does it cost?"

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine." Song Zhi looked serious.

"What?" Duan Xiaobai suspected that he heard wrongly.

Song Zhi smiled and quoted the price again.

"Are you a black shop? Night market stickers only cost 20 yuan." Duan Xiaobai's voice was a little louder.

Song Zhi's expression did not change: "This is different from ordinary night market stickers."

"What's the difference?" Duan Xiaobai was about to tear off the film and give it to her.

"This is the film that the Buddha consecrated. This is the price of the Buddha's blessing."

As he spoke, Song Zhi pointed to the film on the back of the phone, which contained a gold-leaf Buddha statue.

"Made of 999 pure gold, consecrated by eminent monks. It's not expensive to sell it to you."

Duan Xiaobai didn't expect that he would actually meet a magic stick.

He handed over the phone: "I don't want this. You tear it off. I want the front film. I'll give you twenty yuan."

"That won't work. It's a trivial matter that I don't make money from you. The problem is that the donor's family is still waiting for this luminous talisman to save their lives." Song Zhi said slowly, putting away the tools for applying the film.

"What did you say?" Duan Xiaobai was about to stand up, but now he sat down again.

Song Zhi's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the old fat sheep had taken the bait.

It seems she made the right bet!

If someone in Laofeiyang’s family is sick, it’s not a financial problem!

She looked calmly and stretched out her hand towards Duan Xiaobai: "The nine hundred and ninety-nine package also includes fortune telling, facial reading, palm reading, troubleshooting, and resolving crises. Will the donor give it a try and see if it works?"

Duan Xiaobai dubiously took out a signature from his pocket and handed it to Song Zhi: "Do you really know how to interpret the signature?"

"Yes! Don't look at me because I'm young. I studied under a famous master. My master passed away recently, so I inherited my master's last wish of hanging the pot to help the world and set up a stall for him."

Duan Xiaobai's mouth twitched.

Also hang the pot to help the world...

Why is it that the more he listens, the more unreliable it becomes.

"If you look well, you can tell me something! If you can see it accurately, I will give you nine hundred and ninety-nine, even ten thousand."

Song Zhi's eyes lit up!

She took the signature and saw that she had won the lottery. She nodded seriously. She did not interpret the signature according to the interpretation she had memorized before, but said it seriously.

"Good sign!"

"A good draw? This is a winning draw, can it be a good draw?" Duan Xiaobai had a bit of confusion on his face.

Song Zhi smiled: "Then it depends on what the donor wants? Winning the lottery is the meaning on the lot. It is not good for asking for money and will cause loss of money. But it is good for asking for peace. Someone in your family is sick. Being hospitalized is a waste of money, so naturally it is impossible to get a signature."

When Duan Xiaobai heard this, it seemed to make sense. He pointed at the signature and said, "Keep talking."

Song Zhi nodded, looking like an accomplished old mage: "What you ask for can come true, but it won't be completely done all at once."

She rolled her eyes and decided to take a gamble. Seriously ill people usually vomit blood, so she said, "If I guess correctly, the person the donor asked about has symptoms of vomiting blood."

Duan Xiaobai's expression changed: "How do you know?"

Song Zhi's lips curled up: "I told you, I am very accurate in reading fortunes and fortune telling."

Duan Xiaobai asked again: "You just said that this can be done, but it won't be so good all at once. Why?"

Song Zhi thought to himself, what else could happen? It's all nonsense.

This treatment will definitely have a process.

She thought so, but she nodded seriously: "The benefactor's family can get through this test if they meet me. But the follow-up depends on his personal fortune."

Duan Xiaobai glanced at the gold foil statue of Buddha on the back of the phone case, and asked in disbelief: "Do you just rely on this talisman?"

"Of course, there is also the universal detoxification pill passed down from my family. However, this is another price."

With that said, Song Zhi took out the "Antitoxic Pill" he carried with him.

The detoxifying pill was prepared by her master to treat the poison she brought from her mother's womb. It is said to be a universal detoxifying pill that can detoxify more than 90% of the poisons on the market.