The daily life of the fortune teller who was forced to open business

A month passed peacefully. Seeing that the New Year's Eve was just around the corner, Nan Shi sent off today's guest. Looking at the foggy sky outside the door, he felt a bit of a sense of comfort.

Except for being a little unlucky, losing money and being a big culprit according to the horoscope, and becoming a night shift again, it seems that life is no different from the previous life.

It's even made more enjoyable now that he's turned into a ghost and has substantial powers!

Ordinary ghosts walk around him!

No longer afraid of being targeted by ghosts when walking at night!

Nan Shi took a sip from the teacup, spilled the remaining tea, ordered Qinglan and Qingying to clean up, and decided to close the door early and go home.

Now Qinglan and Qingying are in charge of following Nanshi every step of the way, and they will follow him wherever he goes, which is a double insurance.

In fact, there is nothing to clean up. After all, there is only one guest in one night, and he left in a hurry after sitting for a while.

Holding an umbrella, Nanshi walked into the mist. The shadowy mist did not dissipate because of the three people's steps, but enveloped them instead.

"Today's fog is so heavy." Nanshi sighed, looking from a distance, the whole street was shrouded in fog, black tiles, blue bricks, and red lights were the only three bright colors in this milky white.

Nan Shi sighed for some reason: "It's not suitable to go out today."

Hearing this, Qinglan chuckled lightly and said, "You and Zuo have no appointments for guests today, so if you don't come tonight, you won't come."

Qingying also nodded at the side.

The three of them walked slowly to the end of the alley. The omelette stand was out early today, and Nan Shi also came early, just in time for the opening ceremony: "Good morning...three omelettes, the old rules."

This month, Nanshi came diligently and was successfully promoted to a regular customer. You can just say the old rules when you buy an omelette.

The omelette stand is a regular husband and wife stall. Both of them are in their sixties. One collects money and the other makes cakes.

"Success, Boss Nan stayed overnight again?" The woman quickly collected the money, looked at Nan Shi's face, shook her head and said, "Boss Nan, don't just stay up all night just because you are young, look at you His face is pale! There is no blood at all!"

"It's fine if you stay up all night by yourself, and your two girls will stay up all night with you, it's not good for the girl's health!"

As she spoke, she opened the soymilk pot on the side, scooped three cups of soymilk out of disposable paper cups, put them in plastic bags, and stuffed them to Nanshi and the others: "It's so cold, I'll give you two cups of soymilk to drink."

Before Nan Shi could speak, she said again: "They're all regular customers, don't be too polite! I made it with a soya-bean milk machine. You can drink it. If it tastes good, I'll start selling it later."

Speaking of this, Nan Shi was not too polite. After thanking her, he distributed the soy milk to Qinglan and the others. After taking a sip and tasting it carefully, he gave them a thumbs up: "I think it's good, it can be sold Ah! This is from black beans, right? It smells good!"

"Boss Nan really has a good tongue." The aunt boasted again, and said a few words casually about soy milk, and three omelettes would be enough. It's going to rain, uncles and aunts, if you see the weather is not right, close the stall quickly."

In fact, it was Nan Shi who saw the gloomy palace of illness on the other party's face, and looked like he was about to get sick.

After listening to the words, the aunt looked up at the sky subconsciously, curled her lips and said, "I see it too, I didn't plan to go out today—"

She glared at her husband: "He insisted that it wouldn't rain, that's why he came out to set up a stall."

Nan Shi nodded, didn't say any more, and left with the omelette.

He was already mentally prepared—the kind that would be rewarded by this world.

Sure enough, before Nan Shi could take two steps, his foot tripped over a gap in the bluestone slab. He staggered forward and rushed two steps forward. He didn't fall, but bit his tongue to pieces.

"Hiss—" Nan Shidao took a deep breath, rolled his eyes and cursed vaguely, "The weather forecast said it was going to rain, why is it my fault that I conveyed it? This is too unreasonable!"

"I'll just practice closed-mouthed meditation in the future, and I can't even say it's going to rain!"

Nan Shi sucked on his tongue, trying to suck the blood off it, but there was a bloody smell in his mouth.

He raised his head and took a sip of the soy milk, but the hot soy milk touched the wound, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

Judging by the situation, the omelette is uneatable.

Come on, let's take it back and make breakfast for his senior brother!

When the three of them arrived home, the fog cleared a little, but the sun still hadn't come out, and the sky looked gloomy. Nan Shi was having dinner with Chi You, and he complained about what happened just now. Chi You listened, and said lightly: "Stick your tongue Come out and let me see?"

Hearing this, Nan Shi opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue - and controlled it a bit so as not to stick out his tongue too long.

Speaking of this, this is also one of the disadvantages or advantages of Li Gui. It can control the body at will. Of course, be careful, otherwise it will easily cause a frightening effect.

Nan Shi found out that when the temperature suddenly rose a few days ago, he even covered two layers of quilts at night, but he kicked the quilts so hot that he accidentally kicked his feet flying.

Afterwards, Nan Shi woke up and looked at the feet on the other side of the room, and fell into a life of doubt for 10 minutes.

In fact, the wound was very small, and there was no problem with Nan Shi's tongue. Chi You tapped the table lightly, and ordered, "Qinghe, go get the medicine."

"Thank you, brother...and this medicine?" Nan Shi blinked: "Can it cure oral ulcers? I just got angry recently, and I was thinking about getting two watermelon cream lozenges to eat."

"Of course, you can talk to Qinghe."

Not long after, Qinghe brought the medicine, and without hesitation, he smeared a mouthful of medicine on Nan Shi. It was a white ointment, which was sweet in the mouth, and felt a little cold, but it didn't melt away. It felt a little strange .

As soon as Nan Shi finished painting, he wanted to open his mouth to speak, but before he opened his mouth, he was reminded by Chi You: "Don't speak, be honest."

"..." Nan Shi nodded, and sat obediently, but when Chi You finished his meal, the ointment in his mouth still didn't melt.

He cast his eyes on Qinghe, Qinghe looked at his nose and heart, but he didn't notice his eyes, so he had to look at Chi You again, seeing that Chi You was slowly wiping his mouth with a handkerchief, and didn't look at him, Nan Shi had no choice but to reach out and pull Chi You's sleeve. "... Woo!"

Chi You heard the sound and looked at Nan Shi: "What are you doing?"

Nan Shi pointed to his mouth, and asked him with his eyes when he would be able to speak, but Chi You said with a light smile, "About a day or so... It's okay if you can't speak, but you really should practice a silent meditation. "

After Chi You finished speaking, he got up and left, and lightly dropped a sentence: "If you have nothing to do, go back and rest."

"...?!" Nan Shi's eyes widened.

Good guy!He suspected that his senior brother was taking private revenge!He just wanted to shut him up!

He regrets it, and he's off to run errands and order a watermelon cream lozenge now!

***

Although he can't speak, he still has to take Nan Shi's class. The ointment becomes more like glue as it goes to the back, sticking to the point where he can't even open his mouth. The secret guard who taught Nan Shi martial arts is very satisfied with his performance today ——Usually when teaching Nan Shi, it was inevitable that he would hit Nan Shi twice during sparring. Nan Shi usually didn't know how to hide it, so he just yelled out the pain, which made him feel a little helpless.

Today is different, don't worry about beating me up, the young master won't be able to speak!

Nanshi was repaired miserably, and he was so angry that he couldn't apply, so he decided to... skip class.

As soon as the teacher was there, Nan Shi slipped away, and he jumped over the wall directly, and then the cat sent text messages to Qingying and Qinglan outside his courtyard wall, asking them to come to him.

It was raining all day today, but it stopped at this time of evening, and the sun came out, but it showed a color between red and yellow in half-brightness, rendering the whole world a little weird.

Hey, this is the standard magic moment.

Nan Shi glanced at his phone, it was just around five o'clock in the afternoon, such sunlight is basically not lethal to ghosts, and they can move freely with a little cultivation—don't ask why ghosts choose to travel at this time, it may be because they also Want to join in the fun before everyone goes home!

"Hello?" Someone called out suddenly, Nan Shi heard the sound, and saw a young man who had arrived in front of Nan Shi at some point, and said, "Hello, I lost my mobile phone, you can borrow me to make a call ?"

"..." Nan Shi nodded silently, Nan Shi could tell at a glance that the other party was not a human being, but he was not considered a ghost, but a living soul.

The living soul refers to the situation where the soul has left the body while the person is not dead.

The young man picked up the phone and smiled at Nan Shi. He unconsciously dialed a few numbers on the phone, but then stopped his fingers and murmured: "... Strange, my mother is calling ? Why can’t I remember.”

The young man thought for a while, but couldn't remember the phone number, so he had to return the phone to Nan Shi: "Excuse me, is there a taxi app? Can you call a taxi for me? When I get home, I will transfer the money to you."

【Yes, where do you live? ] Nanshi typed this line on his phone, subconsciously opened Didi Taxi, and had already located his location, then silently turned it off, and replaced it with Didi Taxi Hell version.

Hitting the car of a living person and scaring the driver is not good.

Nan Shi located his own coordinates and handed him the phone: [You enter the address yourself, if you can't remember it, you can look at the map, it should feel familiar. 】

"Thank you." The young man thanked him, and he located the location in two or three clicks. As soon as the order was sent out, someone took the order. A car parked on the side of the road suddenly started to drive over, and the window was rolled. Come down: "Is it a 0647 customer?"

Why?Is it such a coincidence?

The young man walked to the car while responding, and quickly got into the car before Nan Shi could react. The car didn't know what happened, and it rushed out like a robber fleeing the scene. Sliding out for 50 meters, Nan Shi fucked, even a mouthful of glue couldn't stop him from exhaling, and he raised his voice: "My mobile phone—?!"

Correspondingly, the car drove faster, the ghost road opened, the car got into the ghost road, and disappeared immediately.

Nan Shi was dumbfounded.

What the hell is going on? !

He, Nan Shi, was robbed in front of his house? !

It took only a few minutes for Qingying and Qinglan to arrive. Seeing Nan Shi's suspicious expression on his face, he hurriedly asked, "Master?"

Nan Shi turned his head and spat out the jelly in his mouth, pointing to the distance: "My mobile phone was robbed, and the other party got into the ghost realm, is there still time to chase after it?"

Qingying and Qinglan looked at each other, then shook their heads in unison.

So today's "not going out" means losing money? !Doesn't he even deserve to have a cell phone? !

Nan Shi's mouth twitched: "...Let's go, go back, it's really not suitable to go out today."

What class is he skipping!He should honestly endorse at home!

This horoscope is really unacceptable, learn more honestly, and try to change it back sooner or later!

***

In the next day, Nan Shi took advantage of the dusk to go to the pedestrian street to open the shop—without him, before the milk tea shop closed, he wanted to have a cup of happy tea.

Life is difficult, and milk tea is urgently needed to continue life.

Today, the milk tea shop is holding an event, the second cup is half price, originally aimed at customers with companions, but for the odd number of people like Nanshi, he bought four cups after a little thought - he can drink two cups alone, Qinglan Qingying had a drink each.

Today seems to be due to the continuous rain in the past few days. There are a lot of tourists on the pedestrian street. The milk tea shop diagonally opposite the door gestured to Nan Shi to indicate the old rules.

While Nan Shi was still waiting for his milk tea to arrive, an unexpected guest arrived one step ahead of schedule.

Taoist Zhu Li brought a woman who looked very decent but looked haggard into the door, and asked in a loud voice, "Nan Shi, are you free?"

"Huh? Sit." Nan Shi gestured, and Daoist Zhu Li sat opposite Nan Shi with a woman. Nan Shi smiled and said, "Why did Daoist Zhu Li come to my place? A rare visitor."

To be honest, Zhu Li has a little bit of psychological shadow when he sees Nan Shi now—the bill sent by Nan Shi made him and his junior brother ask for points, and he would have to eat porridge with pickled mustard for at least three years. Within ten years, the word meat will have nothing to do with it.

Even the cafeteria can hardly afford it!

But what needs to be done still needs to be done.

"Please ask for something! Otherwise, I won't come to your door!" Zhu Li exaggeratedly shook his shoulders, and pointed to the set of mirrored porcelain in front of him: "If you have something to say, Nan Shi, you can take this first Is it? I feel flustered when I look at it."

"I don't deserve to drink tea from this, just give me the whole plastic cup."

If there were only him and Zhu Li now, Nan Shi would have ridiculed them. During this period of time, the two of them have been doing well together, so they can be regarded as bad friends.

He raised his hand to refill the tea for Zhu Li and the woman beside him: "It's just two cups, and you won't be charged if you break them."

"That's what you said!" Zhu Li took a sip of tea, and then gestured to the woman next to him: "Let me introduce, this is my aunt, surnamed Zhao. Aunt Zhao, this is the Mr. Nan I said, Nan Ban Immortal."

Only then did Ms. Zhao show a surprised expression, she looked at Nan Shi and whispered, "You are Mr. Nan?"

Zhu Li said from the side: "Don't look at him as young, Nan Shi is still very capable."

Unexpectedly, Ms. Zhao blurted out: "But didn't you say that he is a dead man?! Is he a ghost?"

Look no different from a living person!

She thought that Zhu Li would take her to some kind of temple, at least it would be some kind of fairy house. If it was impossible, she would set up a dark room, a pen fairy and a dish fairy, but what is it now?

——A low-key, luxurious and connotative antique shop with a gentle young boss.

Even a teacup looks particularly expensive.

"..."

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Zhu Li didn't expect his aunt to say that, he looked at Nan Shi embarrassedly: "...I'm sorry, my aunt is not in the circle."

Nan Shi chuckled, "It's okay, I'm indeed a ghost... If you don't mind, I can show you—you don't have a heart attack or anything like that?"

Before Ms. Zhao could speak in the future, Zhu Li hurriedly said, "No need!"

Ms. Zhao just realized that she knew how impolite she said, and it was not easy for Nan Shi to really show it, but she couldn't help staring at Nan Shi curiously.

Nan Shi asked: "You just said that you have something to ask for? What happened? You know my rules, you can't count on living people."

"Don't worry, it's not for my Aunt Zhao." Zhu Li took out his mobile phone and showed Nan Shi a photo: "Well, my cousin, I must have bumped into something recently and knocked the soul away. I'm looking around I searched around and couldn't find it, and it was useless to call out the soul, so I wanted to ask you to have a look... Have you seen it?"

When Nan Shi saw the photo, he let out a sigh.

Isn't this fucker the guy who robbed him at the door of his house? !

"I've seen it before." Nan Shi smiled and took out a payment code from under the table: "Pay, [-]."

"...?" Zhu Li glanced at the payment code: "Are you robbing?!"

Ms. Zhao hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her purse: "No, no, yes, yes, as long as I can get A Yu back, I will give you any amount!"

Nan Shi waved his hand: "No, this is not money from your son—your son is quite lively, he just robbed my mobile phone this morning, and this is the mobile phone money, the latest Apple 101 generation pro in the underworld. Wanba, I didn’t overcharge you.”

"... Huh?" Zhu Li asked in disbelief, "What are you talking nonsense about? My cousin is very quiet, a top student, the kind who doesn't like to talk too much at home, and is a three-good student every year. your phone?"

"He not only robbed my mobile phone, but also partnered with others to become a speeding gang." Nan Shi added.

"...?"

Nan Shi talked about what happened yesterday, and he pointed to the sky with three fingers: "If I want to lie, I will be struck by lightning in place... What is your cousin's birth date? I can't tell Ms. Zhao, but don't talk, follow me That's enough, I don't need the money... Zhu Li, you owe me once."

It's a coincidence, if it wasn't for what happened last night, if Nan Shi wanted to help, he would have to find someone to stay there all the time. If he had forgotten his fate, he wouldn't be able to find it, and he couldn't tell Zhu Li, let alone take Zhuli and the others to find him—without him, this is equivalent to fortune-telling for a living person.

Nan Shi has to be careful, he is going to die again now, who knows how God will settle the score for him.

In the same way, he cannot accept money from living people for fortune-telling.

But it's different now, this living soul has formed a cause and effect with him now, it is reasonable for him to seek revenge from the robber who robbed him.When the time comes, he will find someone with the horoscope. He will beat him up first, so that he can't even get up on the ground, and then Zhu Li will squat aside, and when the beating is over, he will take his cousin away. go back.

Commonly known as picking up corpses.

What does the corpse he picked up by Zhuli's ability have anything to do with his Nanshi?

He was just going to take revenge on the robbers!

"...Okay." Zhu Li believed everything when he heard Nan Shi swear to the sky. He whispered to his aunt, "Auntie, you have to pay attention to your cousin's mental health later."

Aunt Zhao still didn't believe it: "...No way, Ayu is not this kind of person."

"Nan Shi swears to the sky. What he wants to say is false. He will be struck by lightning immediately... It is not possible, but it is true that he will be unlucky immediately." After all, they are in a crowded place, and lightning strikes can easily affect innocent people. .

He said vaguely: "Anyway, if it's true or not, I'll know when I go. You just wait here. Nan Shi and I will go back when we go."

Zhu Li grabbed the pen and paper very familiarly, and wrote down the horoscope of the birthday. Nanshi calculated the horoscope based on the horoscope of the birthday.

To the northwest of the store is a large intricate residential area.

He should be hiding there.

Nan Shi took out a tissue and wiped his hands, and said: "Qinglan stay and take care of the guests, Qingying will come with me, and I will be fine with Daoist Zhu Li around."

"Yes." The two girls bowed their knees together and responded.

Nan Shi took Zhu Li out, and it happened that the milk tea was ready, Nan Shi slipped up with his hand, Zhu Li watched him happily: "Although you are indeed not human, but now I find that you are a real dog."

Nan Shi rolled his eyes, and handed him the extra cup of milk tea in his hand: "What about now?"

Zhu Li took the milk tea and changed his tone instantly: "Boss is grand!"

Because of Zhu Li's presence, Nanshi and Qingying couldn't walk directly through the wall. He was not in a hurry, and took Zhu Li through the streets and alleys, walking straight to the northwest.

I don't know if it was fate or what, but the road to the northwest is really open all the way. When the milk tea in the hands of the three of them bottomed out, an old house appeared at the end of the alley.

The outside of the old house was sealed with a seal, and a sign was hung, which said two things: 1. The century-old house is a protected building; 2. It is a dangerous building.

"Are you sure it's here?" Zhu Li drank the milk tea and threw it into the trash can, rolled up his sleeves and looked at the dangerous building in front of him: "It's quite difficult to enter."

"I'll go in first, and it'll be over when I'm done beating, dragging it out and throwing it outside." Nan Shi said, without waiting for Zhu Li's reaction, he got up, and together with Qing Ying entered the room from the open window on the second floor.

As soon as I entered, I heard a person say viciously: "That's all? Did you take it for yourself?!"

Another young voice—that is, Zhu Li's cousin, said slowly: "That's all, I snatched you an Apple 101 generation yesterday, will it take a while? There are too many people on the street today, and the popularity Too full for me to walk on the street."

"You lied to ghosts! You are a living soul and you are afraid of too many people?!" The man scolded: "I think you don't want to live anymore, do you?!"

Nan Shi bit the straw and drank the last sip of milk tea, then handed the cup to Qingying, who said in a low voice, "Young master, let the servants come."

"No, I can figure this out." After Nan Shi finished speaking, he went down the stairs on the second floor to the first floor. He never thought of lowering his voice when he spoke, and said in a long way: "I think you don't want to alive."