Live fortune telling: too accurate a fortune teller becomes a public enemy in the mysterious world

The two came to the neighborhood where Zhong Li lived, and Xiao Chen took her to a front room.

"Sister, didn't you say you want to find a studio? This shop used to be dedicated to showing you Feng Shui. Now there are fewer and fewer followers among the older generation. The boss can't continue to open it, so I talked to him. .The monthly rent is RMB yuan, and the water and electricity consumption is calculated as much as possible.”

"The most important thing is that the renovation here only took half a year, so you can use it directly. This saves a lot of renovation costs!"

Zhong Li looked around. The store was more than 80 square meters, with a lounge and bathroom.

The entrance to the gate is partitioned by a sheer embroidered screen, and there is a large empty fish tank in the corner.

A low tea table was made in the middle of the hall, and four floor mats were used as kneeling chairs.

On the top of the tea table, there was a stone statue with teeth and claws. She glanced at it with raised eyebrows and turned her eyes away in disgust.

The previous owner of this Japanese-style altar was actually one who worshiped foreign evil objects.

The gods in this world are the most numerous in the plane world that she knows.

You don't respect your ancestors and have changed their beliefs. Do their gods have time to care about you?

She sneered, pointed at the tea table and said: "This shop is okay, but the decoration inside is not good. It's ruined and I have to go back and redecorate it."

"Ah? This...isn't this good? If we reinstall it, we can only wait until the next year to open again!"

He looked at Zhong Li with some confusion. Didn't he say that she had to pay a large amount of liquidated damages? The decoration is all good, why do you want to destroy it all?

Zhong Li pointed around and said: "This boss is a shikigami practitioner, and he worships Japanese pirates. The aura here is messed up."

"I'll give you the drawings later and decorate them according to my requirements! Time doesn't matter, this is just an office for external processing, so there's no rush for time."

"Then I'll have someone come and dismantle it tomorrow."

"Oh, there's no rush. You can have this altar thrown out later; someone will come to your door tomorrow. You can wait until his affairs are settled and then find someone to dismantle it after the new year."

“Is it that netizen named #一小马?”

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up. He had never seen anyone with a male and female body before, and he was really curious.

"It's him. If you come after nine o'clock tomorrow morning, a family of three will come looking for you. Just ask them to wait!"

A 120 ambulance was parked in the courtyard of Yunshan Villa in G City.

"Wuwuwu...Zhendong, Zhendong, wake up, wake up! Wuwu...Why are you so cruel, you want to leave us! Wuwu..."

On the hospital bed, a woman with tearful eyes cried on the man lying on the bed.

The man was in his twenties, on a ventilator, with his eyes closed tightly, and his face was as pale as a porcelain doll, almost transparent.

She cried bitterly and blocked the doctor's way.

"Yunxiang, that's enough. Let the doctor check his condition first!"

"Ahan, take her away!"

The old man came over after hearing the news. Seeing her like this, he immediately ordered someone to drive her away.

The woman wiped the corners of her eyes, feeling a little dissatisfied, but she did not dare to refute, so she could only follow the servant and leave.

"Dip...!Dip!...Dip..."

The ward was eerily quiet, with only the chirping of the cold instruments. The doctor rolled the man's eyelids and listened to his chest with his stethoscope. After a while, he frowned and looked at the display records of various instruments in front of the hospital bed.

Seeing his frown, the old man was shocked and his hands on the wheelchair tightened. He asked with a dry throat: "Doctor Qin, how is Zhendong?"

"Mr. Gong, you need to be prepared. Mr. Gong has been in coma for three years. In these three years, he has been relying on you to take medicine. But during this period, I don't know what happened. Mr. Gong's body has... The deficit is so severe that I’m afraid there may be a drug-resistant reaction.”

He glanced at the person on the hospital bed and said cryptically: "The medicine and nutrient solution that Mr. Gong is using now are the most advanced that I know of. Normally, they are enough to consume Mr. Gong's functions. Now Your husband's health is getting worse. If you can't wake up in the near future, you have to be mentally prepared."

The old man trembled slightly, as if he had aged ten years.

"I know, please, Doctor Qin!"

"You're welcome. Mr. Gong's physical condition has basically returned to normal now. It's best not to have anyone around him these days." He glanced meaningfully at the person on the bed and packed his things.

"Mr. Gong, let's leave first."

"Ahan, send Doctor Qin to you."

"Yes, here are some doctors, please!"

After the old man finished speaking, a young man walked out from behind and made a gesture of invitation, and then several people followed him downstairs.

In the ambulance, an intern couldn't help but asked: "Dr. Qin, Mr. Gong's oxygen mask is loose. Why didn't you tell Mr. Gong? I discovered it last time."

He pushed up his glasses and was still muttering when he heard Dr. Qin say coldly: "Don't come here again next time."

"Why... why?" He looked at him in astonishment.

"Because I don't want to see you on the operating table one day!"

His words made several interns turn pale and react completely.

Ahan returned to the villa and the housekeeper had already pushed the old man downstairs.

"Ahan, did Doctor Qin say anything?"

Ahan shook his head expressionlessly: "No, but an intern next to him had a strange expression, as if he knew something."

"Find someone to test it out."

"Yes! I'm going now!"

Seeing him turning around to leave, Mr. Gong said: "Wait a minute, how is the investigation of the person you asked you to check before?"

"I just found out that this person is Zhong Li, the daughter of Zhong Tao from the Zhong Group, whose written declaration is invalid."

"After she was kicked out by Mrs. Zhong, she rented a house by herself and now works as an online beggar to support herself."

"We found someone to trick the Zhong family's servant, saying that she had never heard of her telling fortunes before, and she was probably a magician."

"Nowadays, with the advanced technology, she is just an actress. She does special effects, and then spends money to hire a few child care workers, and she just deceives children! I think she is unreliable!"

He never believed in fate and looked down upon Zhong Li's metaphysics live broadcast.

"I got it, go and do your work!" Mr. Gong frowned and waved his hand to let him leave.

Zhong Li is his last hope. If she doesn't have real ability, who can?

"Master, Ahan is too young and energetic, so it's normal to have prejudices about numerology."

"A few days ago, I heard from Butler Wang next door that his boss had hired someone to change the company's feng shui, and now the business is booming."

"I was curious at the time, so I asked around and found out that the person who invited me was Miss Zhong."

Mr. Gong's eyes lit up, he looked at him and asked, "Oh? You mean Lao Qian's house next door?"

"It's not Mr. Qian's family, but his mother passed away and Mr. Qian hasn't been here these days."

"It doesn't matter. I'll call him personally later and take care of him. You can also make arrangements and replace all the people who take care of the young master for me."

"If you find any problems, hand them over to Lawyer Huang, and tell me that I will keep these tampering people behind bars at any cost."

"Yes, but... Madam's place?..." the housekeeper asked with some concern.

"Don't worry about her, just don't let her near the second floor."

"Yes!"