The nouveau riche is not a fool, his son just predicts the future, but these two masters are extremely proficient in fortune-telling, Feng Shui, or Yi Techniques such as Qimen Dun Jiadao. Compared with other masters, their son is naturally far inferior to others, so the nouveau riche is proud of others and has to be humble in front of the two masters.

The nouveau riche looked at Chen Xingran again. If Chen Xingran had two masters accompanying him, his identity and status would definitely be quite good.

At this moment, Chen Xingran smiled at the nouveau riche and said, "Can you sit down and chat for a few words?"

"OK."

The nouveau riche sat down and Chen Xingran asked, "Can you tell me when did your son have such ability to predict the uncertainty?"

"I don't know which day it is, but it's probably within one or two months. One day he suddenly didn't want to go to school. I asked him why, and he said that there would be a fire in the school today, and many classmates would be burned, so he didn't dare to go."

"I thought he hadn't finished his homework and found a reason to skip school, but the school really caught fire later."

"From that day, I found that he could suddenly predict many things and was very accurate."

Chen Xingran asked, "Then didn't you ask your son to predict a set of lottery tickets for you?"

The nouveau riche lowered his voice and said, "Of course I've predicted it. My son asked me to buy a set of numbers and won more than 500,000! He said I couldn't win the first prize. I asked him why, but he couldn't tell why, but he just told me that he could only win 500,000 at most."

Taoist Zixiao laughed and said, "How can you say that lottery is not as good as human calculations, but not as good as computer calculations. Lottery companies will not lose money. It is already good that your son can get you to win the second prize."

"Then how did your son suddenly gain this ability? Do you know?"

The nouveau riche shook his head, and he was also confused. His son seemed to be possessed by a god, and suddenly became like this.

Seeing that Chen Xingran stopped asking him, the nouveau riche suddenly asked Taoist Zixiao and Qin Haixia, "Two masters, my son's abilities will not disappear, right?"

Qin Haixia glanced at the nouveau riche and said, "What you are worried about now is not whether your son's ability will disappear, but how long will your son's life last!"

Qin Haixia always speaks incisively, and these words are so scared that the nouveau riche is stunned on the spot.

Taoist Zixiao also said at this time: "It's not only your son's life, but also your life." Taoist Zixiao snorted: "In my opinion, you will die in front of your son. If I read it correctly, you will be alive in a few days."

The nouveau riche was so scared that he was sweating heavily, his face turned into a pig's liver, and his hands holding the business card box began to tremble.

"Two masters, don't make me happy. I am a timid person and I can't help but be scared."

If you want to say Qin Haixia's words, it's accurate.

But the words of Taoist Zixiao may not be accurate.

Taoist Zixiao is not good at face-to-face divination, which is his weakness. Usually, he basically does not tell fortunes and see things.
Chapter completed!