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

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Xiao Chen had just arrived at the store with breakfast when he saw a woman at the door, leaning on the window and looking in secretly.

He held the bun in his mouth and muttered: "Hey! What are you doing? Go and take a look at something while you have nothing to do? Is this your place?"

"Ah! Young man, we are not bad people. I just want to ask you if there is a woman living here who seems to be catching ghosts live on her mobile phone?" She was a little anxious and her tone was not very good.

Xiao Chen's eyes swept over her body. Didn't Zhong Li say that it should be a family of three?

"Are you Zhou Jiacheng's mother?"

"Yes, yes! I am, and you are Master Xuan's worker? Take us to find her quickly!" She said as she tried to pull him away, but he dodged it.

"Hey, why do you do this? Wait, let me open the door first."

After entering the door, Zhou's mother scanned around, and when she saw that Zhong Li was not there, she started shouting again: "Young man, where is Master Xuan? It's already this time, why hasn't she come yet? My son is still waiting for her to save his life. !”

"I haven't seen your son?" Xiao Chen looked behind her again, but saw no one.

"We took the train all night, and I asked my son to go to the hotel to rest first. When will your mysterious master come over?"

"I don't know. Sister Zhong just said that you and your family of three will be here and wait here."

Xiao Chen looked at her and was too lazy to talk to her. How can anyone ask for help and still have such an attitude?

"This... Hey, how do you do this kind of business? Then I'll go back first and come back later when Master Xuan arrives!"

Seeing Xiao Chen like this, she stood awkwardly for a while before saying to leave first.

The hotel is not far from here. Zhou Jiacheng received the address from Zhong Li yesterday, and his family took the train overnight and rushed over.

When Zhou's mother returned to the hotel, Zhou Jiacheng curled up into a ball and trembled on the bed.

Father Zhou was still packing his luggage. He brought some specialties from his hometown to Zhong Li. Although the things were not very expensive, they also represented his feelings and hoped that she could really cure his son.

"boom!...."

The door was slammed shut, and when he turned around, he saw her angrily sitting down on the bed. Father Zhou frowned, looked at her and asked, "Didn't I ask you to wait there and call us when the door opens? Why are you back?"

"Humph, what are you talking about! I was waiting there, but it was a young man who came, not the woman who did the live broadcast last time. I asked him when Master Xuan would come, and he asked for 25,000 to 80,000 yuan. It makes me so angry to pay any attention to me!”

"Are you making the same old habit again? I've told you before that you have to be polite to people. Especially here, your son's life depends on others to save you. You've offended everyone because you don't want your son's life anymore. "?" He was furious and regretted not stopping her from following along.

"Do I have one? What I asked angrily is that he doesn't like to talk to others!" Zhou's mother shouted, holding her neck.

There was a snapping sound coming from the quilt, and he protested dissatisfiedly: "Enough...enough! Stop arguing, I'm going to die. If you are still arguing, do you want me to die now?"

"Son, don't be like this. Mom is wrong. Mom should stop arguing. You must be nice!"

Zhou Jiacheng lost his temper, and then Zhou's mother was willing to calm down.

Father Zhou asked Mother Zhou: "What did that person say?"

"What can you say? Just say let us wait!"

Dad Zhou thought for a moment, put down what he was holding, and decisively picked up his bag and said, "Let's go, come with me. Go there and wait now."

"Where are you going to wait? There isn't even a chair in that store, and my son is still feeling uncomfortable. What should I do if he goes there?"

"You, you, you used to rely on your iron job in the government agency to be arrogant towards others. You can't change it even if you die."

"I told you when I came here, but you still can't control yourself. Don't you think about it, it's us who are begging them now. If we don't go and wait first, why don't we still want them to wait for us?"

Father Zhou really had no choice but to break it into pieces and tell her.

"Then we'll give you money too!" Zhou's mother said angrily, scratching her neck.

She didn't know what a carnival was before, but later she heard from her son that a carnival costs 3000 yuan, and three at a time. That's 3 yuan too small, and too expensive.

She has been asking around these days and found out that a master in a temple can tell fortunes for only one hundred and eighty yuan, or more than a thousand yuan at most.

If her son and husband hadn't said they were only looking for this anchor, she would have taken her son to watch someone else.

"Hmph! Do you think people care about your little money? If they didn't agree to help their son because they saw that he was destined, even if you sell houses and cars, you might not be able to see her."

It didn't make sense to her, so Zhou's father stopped paying attention to her, picked up Zhou Jiacheng who was nestled in the bed and walked out.

"Hey, wait for me, I'll go too, wait for me!"

"Hello, little brother, is Miss Zhong here?"

The three of them came in carrying large and small bags, and Zhou's father immediately greeted Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen was in front of the computer, printing a list of items to be purchased for decoration.

He bought the printer at a second-hand store, and it still worked, but the sound was a bit loud; Zhou's father's voice was covered by the sound of printing, so he didn't hear it.

Zhou's mother curled her lips: "Husband, look, I just said this person has a bad attitude and ignores people, right?"

"Shut up, or you'll go back to the hotel!" Dad Zhou glared at her and knocked on the glass door again.

The printer had just quieted down when Xiao Chen heard a knock on the door and looked up to see several people standing at the door.

"Hey, you're here? Come in!" He pointed to the stool beside him and motioned for them to sit down.

Yesterday, he threw away Zhong Li's unpleasant sofa seat. He didn't have time to choose a sofa yet, so he had to find a few red plastic stools from the warehouse to make do with it.

"Hey! Okay, sorry for the trouble, little brother. We have made an appointment with Miss Zhong. I will come over today and ask her to take a look at my son. Can you help us contact him?"

Dad Zhou said, taking out a cigarette from his pocket and handing it to him.

Xiao Chen pushed back and said, "Thank you, but I don't smoke. Sister Zhong already knows that you are coming, so just wait with peace of mind. She will come by herself when the time is up."

"Okay, please excuse me. We'll sit here and wait." As soon as Dad Zhou finished speaking, a soft voice sounded.

"She doesn't want me anymore? She's willing to take care of me, right?"

Xiao Chen then looked behind Zhou's father and saw Zhou Jiacheng lifted the silk scarf covering his head, revealing a pair of big eyes full of tears, looking at Xiao Chen sadly.

At this time, he had thin eyebrows, thick black eye makeup, and a big blood-red mouth that was turned downwards. Coupled with his pinched voice and the orchid fingers twisting the tissue, Xiao Chen's whole body was filled with risk. Goosebumps.