I rely on fortune-telling to conquer wealthy families

When everyone looked at Xin Cheng again, they saw that his face was no longer livid, but ashen. He looked like a dead person, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and even his hair had turned gray, as if he had aged ten years in an instant. age!

This is not an effect that can come out of anger.

Several bosses quietly took a few steps back, thinking to themselves: What the hell did this old man do? He won't bite anyone soon, will he?

Xin Cheng was in severe pain in his heart and lungs and couldn't say a word. He couldn't even breathe with too much force. He just held Mr. You's hand and didn't let go. He knew in his heart that it didn't matter if others were offended, but this You must not offend a big fish from the capital... Although judging from the current situation, he has almost offended him!

Shang Qing looked at his miserable state and said, "The evil spell will backfire, Master Xin, I'm afraid your prediction of a bad death will come true from this moment on!"

Everyone in the hall understood what this meant. It was not impossible to say that the talisman was inserted by a spy, but the backlash would not backfire on innocent people! Now the truth is revealed, Xin Cheng is the beneficiary of these evil spells, and he is absorbing their luck to strengthen himself!

Everyone looked at Xin Cheng with extremely evil eyes.

The expressions of the several bosses all darkened, they snorted coldly and walked away, not forgetting to salute and thank Shang Qing before leaving.

Mr. You, who was most valued by Xin Cheng, pulled his sleeves out of his hands little by little, looked at his somewhat desperate eyes and said, "Master Xin, this is really an eye-opener, haha."

Xin Cheng trembled suddenly and said, "No..."

This group of top people from Qingyun City filed out, leaving only a mess in the hall. Everyone who walks out of this door knows that the Xin family is finished.

In other words, soon, there will be no Xin family in Qingyun City.

Shang Qing didn't care what these people thought. He collected those eyes and called You Mingchi to explain. When he turned around, he found that Mr. You was looking at him.

You Mingchi, Mr. You... Shang Qing remained calm, "Is something wrong?"

Mr. You smiled and said, "Little brother, were you talking to Mingchi on the phone just now? I'm his cousin."

Shang Qing nodded and asked: "Is something wrong?"

Mr. You didn't care, "I heard from the introduction before that your surname is Zhou? Are you the new kid in the Zhou family?"

Shang Qingxin said that this was really the friendliest way to describe an illegitimate child, and still nodded.

Mr. You's expression was a little strange, "Then you know Fu..." He seemed to remember something and stopped again, "Forget it, come to the capital when you have time, I'll be your host." He took out a business card and handed it over.

Shang Qing took the business card with some confusion. Mr. You gave a friendly smile and turned to leave.

Fu...Fu Lianzhi? He only knew this one named Fu.

Just as he was thinking about it, someone patted him on the back. When he turned his head, You Ziming looked at him with a look of admiration. Shang Qing looked at the sky and thought to himself that he was going to get into trouble with You today, "What are you doing?" ?”

You Ziming said: "I came to the banquet with my father today. I saw you as soon as you entered the door. I wanted to say hello to you, but you went straight to the head of the Xin family. There was nothing I could do."

He bumped Shang Qing's shoulder, "I asked you why you rarely come out to attend banquets, and when you come out, you make such a big mess... Just now my dad asked me to thank you, and I told him to give You make money. Haha, are you good enough for a buddy?"

Shang Qing took off his arm and walked out, "You talk so much, it's annoying."

"Wait for me!" You Ziming caught up, "Where are you going? Do you want to invite me to your home? Is your driver here? My dad left early and left me behind..."

He chased Shang Qing all the way into the car, and heard Shang Qing say: "Is there any Taoist temple or the like within five kilometers of here?"

The driver nodded and said, "Young master, there is a Crouching Tiger Temple about four kilometers to the west."

Shang Qing nodded, "Just go there."

You Ziming was curious, "Why are you going there? I have never heard of this Taoist temple. It must not be very famous. If you want to go to a Taoist temple, I will take you to Yunhua Temple. It is the most famous Taoist temple in Qingyun City."

Shang Qing: "I'm not going to worship God, I'm going to cause trouble."

You Ziming was stunned for a moment, then excitedly said: "Smashing the scene? I can do this! Do you need a coder? I'll call someone!"

Shang Qing stuffed him under the seat, "If you dare to call someone, I will send a female ghost to sit on your bedside to comb your hair at night!"

You Ziming imagined that scene, shuddered, and became honest.

There was a traffic jam on the road, so Shang Qing took the person out from under the seat again and asked, "Do you know anyone named Fu?"

"Fu? You mean the Fu family?" You Ziming said, "The Fu family is in Kyoto. We don't hear much about it here. It is the largest wealthy family in Kyoto."

Shang Qing: "Then have you heard of the name Fu Linzhi?"

You Ziming shook his head, "No, the head of the Fu family is called Fu Boren, and the following ones are all Bo." He raised his head and thought for a while, "The Fu family's Lian should be very old. This seniority is very high." high."

Shang Qing nodded and suddenly changed the topic, "The Fu family is the most wealthy family in Kyoto, what about the second wealthy family?"

You Ziming was suddenly embarrassed, "Oh, everyone only remembers the first one, who will remember the second one! Just like everyone knows that the highest peak is Mount Everest, who remembers what the second highest peak is!"

Shang Qing looked at him and suddenly turned around and asked the driver, "Uncle Li, do you know?"

The driver suppressed a smile and said, "Back to you, young master, the second richest family in Kyoto is the Youjia family."

"Oh~" Shang Qing said as if he suddenly realized, "It's the You~ home~"

You Ziming's face turned red and he wanted to cover his mouth, "Keep your voice down! The You family has nothing to do with me. I'm just a collateral branch of the You family! A collateral branch!"

Shang Qing shrugged. This silly boy had a good life experience and was as shady as anyone.

The car stopped at the entrance of Fuhu Temple. The trail looked very ordinary, like one of those attractions built casually to defraud tourists of their money. It had no historical allusions or aesthetic accomplishments. I wonder if there are a few more arranged inside. A Taoist certified by a Taoist priest.

Of course, this Taoist temple seems to have no tourists at the moment.

Shang Qing got out of the car, glanced twice, sneered, and kicked the door.

There was a loud bang and the wooden door was kicked open.

You Ziming, who was following behind, swallowed his saliva, "My dear, are you really here to cause trouble?"

Soon, the two people inside heard the commotion and came out. They looked very young and were wearing Taoist robes, but their sharp mouths and monkey cheeks did not look like good people.

The two of them saw the kicked-in door with sharp eyes, and one of them roared: "Who are you! Do you know how valuable the door of our Taoist temple is! Don't even think about leaving without leaving compensation today!"

Shang Qing sneered and kicked him again in front of them, "Whoever made the luck-absorbing evil talisman and the luck-absorbing spirit gathering talisman, let him out!"

When they heard this, their expressions changed, "We don't know what you are talking about! If you don't want to die, get away. Our Taoist temple does not accept tourists!"

However, while they were saying this, they quietly put their hands into their pockets, threw out the two talismans when no one was prepared, and headed straight for Shang Qing.

It has been so long since Shang Qing traveled through time, and he has never thrown away other people's talismans. This is the first time that someone has thrown away his talismans, which is quite new.

It's just that the talisman was stained with a lot of blood and had an unpleasant stench, so he couldn't help but return the two talismans.

Those two crooked Taoist priests were no match for Shang Qing. Not only were their spells broken, but the two talismans flew directly to their chests, knocking them back several steps and sitting on their butts on the ground. I feel like my blood is boiling and my whole body is in severe pain!

They were so painful that they couldn't help but kneel down and beg for mercy. They rolled around and hugged Shang Qing's thigh, "Master, have mercy! Master, have mercy! We were wrong! Please let me go, please!"

Shang Qing kicked the person away in disgust, "This is the karma backlash talisman. You are in so much pain. You don't know how many bad things you have done before. Just bear with it!"

The two Taoist priests were already rolling on the ground in pain, and they did not forget to tell themselves, "Those bad things were all caused by Master asking us to do it! We did it unintentionally! Just be kind and let us go, Master, Master, he is inside!"

Shang Qing was too lazy to listen to their nonsense and waved to You Ziming who was hiding by the door, "Tie these two people up. You Mingchi will come to arrest them later."

You Ziming nodded quickly, and Shang Qing went into the room.

The main hall is the main hall of the Taoist temple, where statues of gods are enshrined. Fireworks curled up, and the statue of the god sat on the altar with a compassionate look on his face.

Shang Qing stared at it coldly for a while, then pointed at the nose of the statue and cursed loudly, "There is a place of filth hiding under your nose, and you have the nerve to accept this incense? If I were you, I would have thrown myself into the river!"

I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but as soon as he finished speaking, a piece of paint on the face of the statue cracked and fell off, revealing the gray mud inside. His originally kind-hearted face suddenly turned ferocious.

Shang Qing sneered, "It's just the ability to scare people."

After saying that, he stopped looking at it and turned around and entered the small door on the side.

Inside was a very cramped bedroom. The room had the strange smell of someone paralyzed in bed, and on the bed was an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard.

This old Taoist priest looks like a fairy, but he is as thin as a skin and bones. He looks at Shang Qing with a sinister look in his eyes, "It's you! It was you who broke my vaginal finger before!"

Shang Qing nodded, "Yes, it looks like you are not doing well, so I'm relieved."

The old Taoist was so angry that he turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Shang Qing: "Don't be busy vomiting blood yet, your retribution is yet to come!"

He took out a stack of talismans from his pocket. It was none other than the eighteen luck-absorbing and spiritual-gathering talismans of the Xin family.

If the talisman formation is broken, the person who will suffer the backlash will naturally be the beneficiary Xin Cheng, but if these talismans are destroyed, the person who will suffer the backlash... is the person who drew the talisman.

The talisman is an extension of the mystical practitioner's aura, just like a part of them.

When the old Taoist priest saw these talismans, he felt as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes widened instantly, "No! You can't!"

"No, I can." Shang Qing looked at him and snapped his fingers. The eighteen evil talismans spontaneously ignited without fire, and the green flames licked them inch by inch.

The old Taoist priest straightened up, another mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face turned blue-grey.

The backlash of these eighteen talismans was so severe that it completely destroyed his entire body. Even if he didn't die now, he probably wouldn't be able to live for long.

The green fire gradually extinguished, ashes fell, and Shang Qing's voice sounded faintly, "Eighteen lives have been saved for a long time, right? Now, retribution has come."

The old Taoist priest stared blankly at the ceiling. His whole body was numb from pain. In front of him were all the people he had harmed before. Most of them he couldn't even remember their faces. In this world, the weak are the strong and they are not as good as him. They deserve to use their lives as his stepping stone. Isn't it?

But he didn't expect that retribution would come one day...

Shang Qing walked out of the room. You Mingchi had already brought someone here. When he saw him coming out, he raised an eyebrow, "I said, the guy inside is not dead, right?"

Shang Qing said indifferently: "I still have half a life."

You Mingchi said happily, "That's enough, that's enough. Just let him persist until the trial!" He then ordered two people to go in and carry him.

You Ziming came up and patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, brother, smile!"

Shang Qing looked at him with admiration on his face, "How can you still laugh after seeing these three disgusting creatures?"

"What's wrong with this?" Youzi Ming said, "The bad guys have been punished and can no longer harm others. How happy you are! You have done a good deed!"

Shang Qing thought for a while, then two pear dimples appeared on his lips, "Yes."

You Ziming was reassured and continued: "I just heard from my uncle that there will be some kind of Dharma gathering at Yunhua Temple in the next few days. Many masters will go there. Let's go too and get you a better compass. There are still some things on your compass? Where’s Ultraman next to Xiao Meng!”

Shang Qing: "...That's really true, I have to go!"