I rely on fortune-telling to conquer wealthy families

In the early morning, in a shabby small hotel room, the young man got up rubbing his forehead, walked into the small bathroom and started to wash up.

A green face was reflected in the mirror: he looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with messy chestnut-colored hair, very delicate appearance, extremely dark eyes, and an unexpectedly innocent look when he looked at people. When he smiled, there were two pairs of lips. Pear vortex, a small pointed tiger tooth is exposed on the left side.

There was a noise in the corridor outside. By the time the boy finished washing his hands, the noise outside was so loud that it could break the roof, and the sound was so loud that it hurt the eardrums.

Shang Qing shook his head. The original owner was so poor that he had to wear pants, and the soundproofing of the small hotel he stayed in was so poor. He opened the door, and a strong aunt in the corridor yelled, "Liu Jianguo, come out! Which room are you hiding in? Don't wait for me to kick your door! Damn you, I will do it for you to give birth to a child." Fan, you actually came out to meet your little lover! Come out for me!"

The aunt was very aggressive. She scolded her all the way and banged on the doors on both sides. Those who were woken up by her and those who heard the commotion and came out to watch the fun all saw that she was here to catch someone and started to watch.

Seeing that he was about to knock on Shang Qing's door, he leaned against the door and said lazily: "Stop knocking, your husband is not here."

The aunt turned her head when she heard the voice, with a fierce look on her face, "Who are you? Did you see the one who killed a thousand swordsmen?"

Shang Qing looked at her and said, "Your husband and wife are harmonious, your children's palace is smooth, and your family life is very happy, right? You have committed a crime recently, and I'm afraid someone has plotted against you. Your husband didn't have an affair, he was just sick and too embarrassed to follow her. You said, if you don't believe it, go to a nearby hospital and look for it. If it doesn't work, call his friend and ask."

The aunt was a little suspicious, "Young man, you know how to tell fortunes? Didn't you hire someone to lie to me?"

Shang Qing yawned, he was a little awake, and his lazy expression simply said in capital letters: Believe it or not.

Some people watching the excitement shouted: "Sister, just call and ask. If this kid is really a liar, we will help you send him to the police station!"

"That's right, call and ask!"

"That's right!"

The aunt was also happy and immediately took out her mobile phone and dialed, "Hello? Lao Zhang, is the man in my house at your place? Yes, I was looking for him. I searched all night and couldn't find him... What? He's hospitalized? What's wrong with him? Hahahaha, it's a hemorrhoid surgery. What's wrong with you that you dare not tell me? Hahahaha! Okay, I understand, I'm going to see him right now!"

After hanging up the phone, the aunt's face was already full of joy, "Hahahaha, I went to the hospital to get a hemorrhoidectomy. He was afraid that I would laugh and he would be embarrassed to tell me. How could I laugh at him? Hahahahahahaha!"

She thanked Shang Qing, apologized to the people around her, and walked out happily, saying that she was going back to make soup to nourish her husband. With her cheerful look, those who didn't know thought that her husband was not having a hemorrhoidectomy, but was giving birth to a big fat baby for her.

The fun is gone, but the people watching the fun have not dispersed. Everyone is discussing what just happened in twos and threes, and their burning eyes are fixed on Shang Qing. He is alive, he is alive, they have seen a living master today!

An older brother came over eagerly, "Little brother, can you give me a fortune? The price is negotiable!"

Shang Qing waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter today, I have something to do." After saying that, he didn't care what others thought and closed the door directly, shutting out those probing eyes.

After all this fuss, he was no longer sleepy. He went back to the house and drank half a bottle of mineral water, as if muttering to himself: "Stay away, don't you know how cold you are?"

He put the remaining half bottle of mineral water back on the table, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then turned around to look at the ghost who had been following him since just now.

This ghost was a male ghost. His death was extremely miserable. His whole head was crushed and hung around his neck like a rotten persimmon. At first glance, he seemed to have died in a car accident. He followed Shang Qing in a daze, took a step back when he was disliked, and immediately followed Shang Qing when he saw that he was about to leave.

Ghosts like this are new ghosts. They are still in the confused stage and have not found their way to the underworld, so they can only wander around the world in a daze. This ghost was probably attracted by the popularity of the hotel.

Shang Qing tore up three squares of toilet paper with a cold face, dipped his fingers in mineral water and drew a rebirth charm. He patted the male ghost's head. A faint white light flashed and the ghost was sent away.

He picked up the toilet paper that fell on the ground, threw it into the trash can, then stood in front of the window and pointed his middle finger at the blue sky outside, and whispered: "I sealed the ghost vein for you in my previous life, and I almost lost my soul when I ran out of spiritual energy. , I’ve only been here for a day in this life, and you can’t help but give me jobs. I think you shouldn’t call me God, but Tian Bapi.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise outside, and there was a thunderbolt from the sky!

Pedestrians on the road were startled, thinking it was going to rain, and started to walk faster.

Shang Qing sneered twice, "If you can, just kill me."

As he spoke, he closed the curtains and sat on the bed, closing his eyes and meditating. Someone would come to him later, and they would have to wait for a while.

About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door. He opened the door and saw a short old man with a group of burly bodyguards outside.

The old man leaned forward slightly and introduced himself with a smile, "Young master, I am the housekeeper of the Zhou family, my surname is Zhao. Maybe no one told you that you are a descendant of the Zhou family in Qingyun City who live outside the country. I only got news about you last month. Ask me to take you back. I have been looking for you for a whole week, but you are really hard to find."

His tone was kind, but his actions were different. He winked to the left and right, and two tall bodyguards surrounded him. Their posture was not as if they were looking for an illegitimate child who had wandered home, but more like they were arresting a fugitive.

Shang Qing blew his hair that was blocking his eyes, "Why don't you try to induce me, and you'll be hard on me as soon as you get started?"

Butler Zhao chuckled, full of contempt, as if he was certain that Shang Qing could not escape from his grasp.

One of the bodyguards stretched out his hand as big as a fan to grab Shang Qing's shoulder. Shang Qing reached out and flicked the bodyguard's wrist.

The bodyguard hissed and felt a strong force hit his wrist. His whole arm went numb and his body immediately froze.

Shang Qing leisurely walked to the bedside and sat down, stretched out his white fingers and tapped in the air, "Your old mother entered the hospital this morning and is now waiting for you to sign in the operating room. How dare you help others here? "

The bodyguard frowned, and his face under the sunglasses had a bad look. They said they would curse others but not their mothers. This pretty boy actually cursed his mother into the hospital. If this man hadn't been the boss's illegitimate son, he would have given this boy a taste of fists as big as a casserole!

Butler Zhao sneered twice, "Young master, I know you have been raised by a poor Taoist priest for more than ten years, but don't talk nonsense after you go back. You must know that what I hate most is-"

A ringtone interrupted his words. The bodyguard hurriedly took out his cell phone and saw that it was his mother's number. He picked it up without thinking.

However, after a few words, his expression changed drastically, "What? Just wait, I'll be here right away!" He hung up the phone and looked up in panic, and rushed out of the door without even having time to say a word.

The words "hospital" and "surgery" vaguely appear on the domestic mobile phones of low quality.

The door that was thrown open hit the wall with a loud bang, and the people in the room looked at each other, actually, they were right? Is it a coincidence or...?

Oh, by the way, Butler Zhao just said that he was adopted by a Taoist priest...

Shang Qing chuckled, drew an arc in the air with his pinky fingertips, and pointed at the other bodyguard, "You..."

The bodyguard shivered violently, his huge body shivering a bit pitifully, "I...my mother has passed away..."

Shang Qing was speechless, "Do you know why your daughter is becoming less and less talkative?"

When he heard that it was about his three-year-old daughter, the bodyguard immediately asked anxiously: "Why?"

"Because she saw your nanny stealing money, and the nanny scared her."

The bodyguard was stunned and gritted his teeth and said: "This beast!" It's not that he was gullible, but his family did lose money, and his daughter did become less and less talkative after losing the money... Everything the young man said turned out to be true. Got it!

Shang Qing continued to say casually: "Why don't you go back and take a look? At this time, only the nanny is with your daughter, right?"

The bodyguard was stunned, and took off his sunglasses, revealing an ordinary and honest face, "I..." He looked at Butler Zhao, "Brother Zhao, I ask for leave! No..." He said cruelly, "I resign!"

His wife is a doctor and works overtime all year round. He wants to find a stable job and grow up with his daughter!

Butler Zhao: "Then what..."

However, before he finished speaking, the bodyguard had already wiped his face and rushed out of the door.

The battered door creaked and swayed, the draft blew in, and there was silence in the house.

Shang Qing sat lazily on the edge of the bed, turned his head and asked, "Is there anyone else who wants to arrest me?"

A group of bodyguards all took a big step back, shook their heads desperately, and at the same time told themselves in their hearts: This young man must not be offended!

Cold sweat broke out on Butler Zhao's forehead. Realizing that this time things were probably out of his control, he bent down deeply and said, "Young Master, I'm sorry, I was so rude just now. You don't remember the faults of others..."

Shang Qing looked at him coldly until the old man's face turned red and his back was wet with sweat, then he said: "Okay, tell me, that person named Zhou...oh, he is the scumbag with this body. Why do you want me to go back?"

Butler Zhao's mouth twitched, but he did not dare to hide it, and said sarcastically: "The eldest young master is in poor health and needs a kidney, so I thought of you."

Shang Qing frowned, "This is all nonsense. Can a kidney be replaced casually? No matching is required? Do you think this is a kidney flower?" In his memory, the original owner never had a matching kidney.

Butler Zhao was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so he hurriedly took out his mobile phone, opened an electronic medical record and showed it to him, "It's true, I didn't lie to you!"

Shang Qing took a look and saw that the medical record looked quite similar. There were photos of the patients on it. The young man looked quite good-looking, especially his eyes, which were as captivating as the abyss.

However, it is useless no matter how beautiful it is, and it cannot be used as a kidney. Shang Qing is quite satisfied with the original owner's kidney and does not want to give one to others.

However, just when he wanted to refuse, the window darkened. He subconsciously turned his head and found a ghost floating outside the window. The ghost was floating in the air, looking coldly into the room, his eyes as deep as cold pools.

Shang Qing looked at the ghost, then looked at the medical records in front of him, and said slowly: "What about that? You can call and ask. Your eldest young master is probably dead."

And he must be dead, his soul is lying on the window!