The best are seeking death every day, and the big guys are killing each other indiscriminately.

Food is just a part of the rest during the mission. Wen Shao never forgets the real mission. On the day when the school is closed, the fortune teller who Wen Shao skipped school and spent a lot of money to find others has new information.

After inviting the other party over, Wen Shao did not tell his family, but went to see the fortune teller alone.

This traveling fortune teller has a habit of not counting the same family twice, but there is no way, Wen Shao has given too much.

So he took his young apprentice and returned to the county town with his luggage. Then according to Wen Shao's wishes, they were invited to a manor on the edge of the city that was named after Wen Shao.

Wen Shao opened the door and came in with a smile, and said: "Sir, my father's fortune telling was very accurate. After the blessing, my father's health is getting better and better. I would like to thank you for saving my father's life."

The fortune teller said that he was not polite, but felt a little strange at the same time. Even if it was to thank him, he shouldn't have sent a junior here. Moreover, they had not been invited to the main residence of the Wen family, so why did they arrange to meet here?

The fortune teller was confused and asked immediately.

Wen Shao smiled and said: "Sir, why don't you think about my intention of inviting you here?"

The fortune teller shook his head: "Fortune-telling is against the will of heaven. Every calculation will damage the origin. How can you do it casually? Young Master, just say it."

"Okay." Wen Shao said, "I invited you here this time because I want to ask my father what happened next. The woman named Hang Fanqian has been brought in, but my father and mother are very affectionate and don't know how to deal with this at the moment. A concubine."

"So it's because of this." The fortune teller stroked his beard and said kindly, "I blame me for not explaining clearly at the time. This little girl's fate is very consistent with that of your father. If you want your father's disease not to relapse, you still need to It’s best to keep her by your side.”

"For the sake of your father's health, please forgive me and be patient."

"Really?" Wen Shao's smile did not reach his eyes, and he lowered his voice, "I am a little dissatisfied with this answer. Otherwise, can you give me a different answer?"

The fortune teller looked at Wen Shao blankly: "What does this mean, young master?"

Wen Shao took out the banknote in his hand: "Five hundred taels, you cooperate with me in a play. After the event is completed, I will have another five hundred taels to thank you. However, if you are unwilling, or you are temporarily in front of my parents, If you change your mind, you know the consequences."

Wen Shao took out the gleaming dagger from his sleeve and put it against his neck. He could even feel a hint of coldness on the dagger.

The fortune teller was horrified: "You..."

"Old sir, you don't want your apprentice to have no support in the future, right?"

……

After the "talk" was concluded and after confirming that he had memorized the lines, Wen Shao took the fortune teller back.

Mr. Wen is a busy man. After he recovers, he will negotiate a big order. Although everyone strongly opposes it, he still throws himself into the work without hesitation. At the moment, he is taking Brother Wen out to see a batch of new goods.

As soon as Wen Shao brought the fortune teller home, he shouted: "Grandma, mother, look who I brought here!"

"Oh, he turned out to be the benefactor who saved my son/master." Grandma Wen and Mrs. Wen were very excited and wanted to salute, but the fortune teller trembled in fright and quickly held them back.

"You two, you don't need to be polite, you don't need to be polite." The fortune teller wiped the sweat from his forehead, fearing that the elder of the evil star would bow down.

"Let's get down to business first."

"I wonder if you have any advice, sir?" Mrs. Wen asked doubtfully.

"Of course it's about matters outside Yuan Wen." Wen Shao stood aside and stared at him. The fortune teller was so frightened that his legs were shaking under his robe, but he managed his expression perfectly and said seriously, "A few days ago, I watched the sky at night. It was discovered that a disaster star was coming in Wen Mansion."

"What, disaster star?"

Grandma Wen and Mrs. Wen were startled, and when they looked at each other, they could see the panic in each other's eyes. Because of Yuan Wen's recovery from illness, they now trusted the fortune teller very much.

"There have been no children born in the house recently, and there have been no changes in servants. How could there be a disaster..." Mrs. Wen was a little panicked.

The fortune teller said: "This disaster star killed people and possessed others. It is not a new life. But you don't have to worry. The disaster star is very weak now and cannot harm people. I am here this time to help you solve this problem." It’s something.”

"Thank you sir! May I ask who this disaster star is attached to now?"

"It is the woman who was brought into the mansion by Wen Yuan before. The heroine is now possessed by an evil spirit, and her fate has changed long ago. Now she is in conflict with Wen Yuan. Fortunately, Wen is not in the palace now, otherwise the old illness may relapse. "

"What! It's her!" Mrs. Wen exclaimed, pacing uneasily in the room, "No wonder Xiao Lu came back that time and said that the woman didn't behave like a farm girl. Even a few days ago, she even Reciting poetry in public, such a talent..."

"Madam, don't be anxious." said the fortune teller, "I came to you, and of course I have a perfect solution."

Mrs. Wen nodded repeatedly.

……

Ever since she failed to seduce Wen Shao last time, Hang Fanqian has been locked up in this dark place. The scope of her activities has changed from the side courtyard to the woodshed of the side courtyard.

It was damp and cold here, and with the arrival of the autumn tiger, Hang Fanqian shivered with cold and often couldn't sleep all night. Even if she could fall asleep, she would wake up in the middle of the night because a mouse bit her cheek.

Hang Fanqian touched her stinging face, and the resentment in her heart had already exploded.

She did not expect that when faced with the embrace of a beautiful woman, Wen Shao's first reaction was to hide away and then complain to Mrs. Wen.

Damn it, baby boy!

Mrs. Wen was very angry after hearing this, and immediately found someone to beat her up. She even scratched her face. The wound was very deep. In addition, she was in a humid environment, had no medicine, and was gnawed by rats. She could clearly feel it. There has been pus on the face.

According to ancient medical conditions, no matter how good the treatment is, it will definitely leave scars.

Being imprisoned here, her treatment in terms of food and clothing plummeted. Mrs. Wen was afraid of her fate matching that of Yuan Wen, and was afraid that she would die, so she would not starve her to death, but it was only to ensure that she would not die.

At this moment, Hang Fanqian hated her body so much that she didn't even have a fever after suffering such abuse.

If she has a fever, Mrs. Wen will definitely panic and call a doctor for her. At that time, she might have a chance to escape.

Just wait, when she has a chance to escape from here, she will definitely come back and kill everyone in the Wen family!

Hang Fanqian's eyes were filled with hatred.

With a "squeak", the door opened, and Hang Fanqian stood up quickly. These days, these people would only open the door when delivering food to her, and then check her body, for fear that she would die.

But Hang Fanqian was sure that now was not the time for dinner.

Are you going to let her out?

Hang Fanqian hoped.

The person who came was Mrs. Wen's personal maid, Xiaolu. She said, "Come with me, Madam is still waiting."

Hang Fanqian lowered her head, fearing that the resentment in her eyes would be revealed, and responded somewhat submissively: "I, I understand."

She warned herself in her heart that she must be more sincere later. Although she hated it with itch, she had to learn to endure hardship.

Anyway, even if it was for Yuan Wen, Mrs. Wen wouldn't do anything to her. She might as well give in and make her life easier.