Fortune telling

The next morning, Mr. Huang did not come, but the previous driver directly took them to a villa on the outskirts of the city.It is said that it is a villa, but it is more appropriate to say that it is a manor.The so-called Houmen is like the sea, just judging from the size of the villa, it can be regarded as a contemporary Houmen.Even if it is not a waiter, a wealthy family is more than enough.The garden, the swimming pool, the main building, the auxiliary building, and the small artificial beach, such a handicraft, what kind of background and talent does the owner of this house dare to live here.

The car stopped at the gate, and the blind man took Fan Wenzhi's hand and followed the receptionist inside.Although the blind man felt that this place was unusual, but his eyes were inconvenient after all, so he naturally wouldn't look around and be rude.Although Fan Wenzhi was surprised by the other party's generosity, it was only because it was the first time he saw such a private manor under such a special national condition and such a big environment.After the initial surprise, Fan Wenzhi followed the blind man very calmly. The scenery next to him was not surprising at all, so it was naturally not worth seeing.

Those who walked in front were surprised by the reaction of the two father and son.This is not surprising for a father, since the eyes cannot see.But such a little soil turtle is so calm, it is really surprising.It seems that the person who came back here might really be a little bit capable.

Entering the hall, not to mention its luxury, when Fan Wenzhi first entered the hall, he felt that the surroundings suddenly became cold and chilly.Fan Wenzhi didn't even want to use his mental power to find out, so let's see the situation first.The two father and son waited for a few minutes before seeing Mr. Huang coming down the stairs accompanied by an imposing middle-aged man.When the middle-aged man saw them, he forced a smile, "Mr. Fan is here, please forgive me for not greeting well."

"I don't know what to call Mr., are you going to tell your fortune?" The blind man was not polite, and went straight to the topic.

"My surname is Su, Su Aihua. It is not me who needs to be told, but my father." This Mr. Su's voice is relatively deep, and just listening to his voice gives people a very sincere feeling.But after meeting his people, I believe no one would think so simply.

Fan Wenzhi pulled off the blind man's sleeve, reminding him to pay attention to this man.The blind man nodded, "So it's Mr. Su, where is your father?"

"Mr. Fan, please follow me." Su Aihua walked in front, followed by Mr. Huang, and Fan Wenzhi led the blind man to the end.

When he went up to the third floor, Fan Wenzhi felt that this floor was too depressing, and it was colder than the lobby on the first floor.Entering the bedroom on the left, it feels big and empty as soon as you enter. Except for a bed, a stool, and a bedside table, it is empty and there is no other furniture.Such a simple arrangement, but the floor is covered with gorgeous carpets.

"Mr. Fan, this is my father, please take a look, see what is going on with my father, and calculate his fate." Su Aihua spoke very hard, since entering this room, It completely lost the strength it had before, and instead showed signs of defeat.

Fan Wenzhi glanced at him, and then helped the blind father to sit on the bed, feeling a little worried, Fan Wenzhi whispered to the blind man, "Dad, the other party is lying on the bed, thin, with black seals, sallow face, Symptoms of chronic illness. Eyes open, lifeless, unresponsive to the outside world."

The blind man was surprised when he heard this.According to what Fan Wenzhi said, this man is clearly ill, and he should go to the hospital instead of asking him, a blind man, to tell his fortune.Or is there something wrong with it.The blind man picked up the hand beside the bed. It was as thin as a dead branch.If it wasn't for the weak pulse, the blind man really thought he was grabbing a dead man's hand.After touching the bones, he asked about the old man's birthday in the lunar calendar, and the blind man fell silent.

Su Aihua was very nervous, she opened and clenched her hands, repeating this.Fan Wenzhi retreated to the corner calmly, releasing some of his mental power, which is really a bit of a problem.Both father and son had a circle of gray qi around their heads. According to fortune-telling, they were infected with bad luck.However, the bad luck on Su Aihua's head was obviously more than that of his father, but why did the old man lie down while Su Aihua was fine.

Fan Wenzhi didn't know much about the various mysterious and mysterious qi on the earth, such as death qi, bad qi, etc. before.The only thing I know is from the book left by the blind father.Now a living example is in front of my eyes, at this time, Fan Wenzhi realizes that when the book is used up, the book will be hated for less.

"Mr. Fan, what is the fate of my father?"

The blind man frowned, "Is Mr. Su entertaining me? If your father is unwell, he should be sent to the hospital. Why did you invite me, a blind old man, to join in the fun? If something happens, what should Mr. Su do? How should I deal with myself. "

Su Aihua frowned tightly, "To tell you the truth, at first we thought it was because of father's physical problems, but when we went to the hospital for an investigation, nothing was found. Not only the local hospitals, but also famous hospitals all over the country. A theory. Later, someone reminded me that it was an evil. I invited Taoist priests and monks, and it was really helpful at first, but within half a year, my father’s body began to weaken for no reason. Before you, Mr. Fan, you can invite I have already asked for it, this time there is really no other way, I also ask Mr. Fan to tell the truth, if he can relieve my father's pain, I will definitely thank you with a great gift."

"Mr. Su is too polite. According to what you said, your father has fallen into an evil spirit. That should be a matter for Taoist monks. I am a blind man, and fortune-telling is okay. Don't count on me for anything else." The blind man turned his head , looked at the direction where Su Aihua was standing, and clearly expressed his attitude.

Su Aihua was slightly dissatisfied and glared at Mr. Huang.Mr. Huang understood, stepped forward, and said, "Mr. Fan, why should you be humble. How about Mr. Bufan talking about the old man's fate first, and discussing other matters later?"

The blind man sighed secretly, he should not be too presumptuous in other people's territory.He nodded and said: "Based on my calculations, the old man's life is rich and healthy. If there is no disease or disaster, even if he encounters a disaster, he will die and be auspicious. It is really a good fate."

Hearing this, Su Aihua frowned even tighter, "But my father now..."

The blind man raised his hand and interrupted Su Aihua, "Please listen to me. Although your father's life is very good, but according to the fate, there should be a catastrophe in the year of Forty. If everything went well, it would be fine to live to the age of 90. However, your father showed no signs of coping with the disaster, and also committed evil, which made his fate uncertain and uncertain."

"The year of no doubt, the year of no doubt..." Su Aihua muttered to himself, desperately wanting to remember what happened to his father that year.

"Because of this uncertainty, the subsequent horoscope was overturned, and this led to the present catastrophe. And not only the old man, but his children will also follow the catastrophe. I don't know how many brothers and sisters Mr. Su have, presumably In the past three years, things have not gone well for you. This matter has been going on for three years, and after three years, if there is still nothing to do, then you should prepare for the future. As for you brothers and sisters, be more careful in everything in the future." The blind man After speaking, he stood up and made a gesture to leave. "Now that the fate has been counted, there is nothing to do with my old man. Please also ask Mr. Huang to send us father and son back."

Su Aihua looked excited, obviously the blind man's words hit the key point.Quickly stepped forward, "Sir, fortune-telling is really accurate. Since you can calculate my father's fate, please help me to save my life." He gave Mr. Huang a look.Mr. Huang took advantage of the gap in his speech and went out quietly.And all of this is in the eyes of Fan Wenzhi.

"Like I said, I'm just a fortune-teller. Catching ghosts and collecting demons is the business of Taoist monks. It has nothing to do with me. Besides, I have no other skills except fortune-telling. Mr. Su, don't pin your hopes on me." On the contrary, it delayed the business."

"Mr. Fan, you must save my father and our family. Before you, many people have been here, but none of them can speak so clearly. It can be seen that Mr. Fan is a person with real skills." Su Aihua begged bitterly.But for a person in his position, even if it is a plea, once it comes out of his mouth, there is a little bit of coercion.

The blind man was annoyed, "If I don't agree, what will Mr. Su do to me?"

Su Aihua's complexion changed, and the sternness in his eyes flashed away, "Mr. Fan, my father is lying next to you. He can't speak or move, but his mind is very clear, just like what we just said, he also knows clearly I know. But I can only watch my body gradually weaken, but there is nothing I can do. As children, how can we bear it. We know that we may fail, but how can we not be willing if we don’t give it a try. Please also Mr. Fan can show mercy and save my father. Our whole family is very grateful."

Fan Wenzhi watched Su Aihua's excellent singing and acting with cold eyes. To be honest, this person does have the ability to seduce people, so it's no wonder he has such an achievement.

"So Mr. Su is going to make things difficult for others." The blind man sighed, he knew that he shouldn't come this time, but he has already come, and he is on other people's territory, so what can he do.

"Please forgive me, Mr. Fan."

What a filial son.It was obviously a bandit-like behavior, and he turned right and wrong into black and white.If the blind man insists on not taking action, it will be a waste of life.Fan Wenzhi was extremely angry, his whole momentum changed, and his murderous aura went straight to Su Aihua.

When Su Aihua was proud of herself, she suddenly felt her body tense, her whole body turned cold, and cold sweat flowed down instantly.Looking around, I saw the child sneering at him with a disdainful expression.Su Aihua was startled, how could it be possible, just a child of eight or nine years old.I must have been blindsided by myself.There are usually a lot of strange things in this room, and it is estimated that strange things happened just now.

As soon as Fan Wenzhi lost his momentum, he turned into a little turtle who didn't understand anything.Instead, the blind man stroked Fan Wenzhi's head, thoughtful.Fan Wenzhi grinned at the blind man, walked forward pretending to be curious, stood by the bed, and carefully looked at the old man on the bed with mental strength.Just when he released his murderous aura just now, he clearly felt energy fluctuations in the old man.

A cloud of black air occupied the entire chest and abdomen, bit by bit eating away at the old man's vitality.Fan Wenzhi was surprised, it was the first time he saw such a thing.What is this, it seems to be alive.The cloud of black air seemed to sense danger, gradually changed, and finally turned into a figure.Just when Fan Wenzhi was about to continue reading, the blind man took Fan Wenzhi's hand, "Wenwen, let's go, don't read any more."

"okay!"

As soon as she turned her head, she saw the determination in Su Aihua's eyes.Fan Wenzhi lowered his head, hiding a sneer from the corner of his mouth.When he raised his head, he returned to normal, "Dad, let's go."

Mr. Huang was waiting for them in the hall. Seeing them coming down, he hurried forward to meet them, "Mr. Fan, the room is ready, please follow me."

The blind man stood still, and said after a long while, "Mr. Huang, I hope you can tell Mr. Su the truth about what I said next. As for the matter of saving the old man, if I am not blind, it may still be possible, but now there is no way." It's a fluke. When there is no expected result in the end, please ask Mr. Su's family to accept it calmly and send my father and son home safely."

After hearing this, Mr. Huang's complexion became uneasy, and he finally nodded, "Don't worry, Mr. Fan, I will definitely do what I promised you at the beginning."

"With Mr. Huang's words, I feel relieved."