"Hello sir, do you do fortune telling or fortune telling?"
A young girl in her twenties, wearing white cloth and having a ponytail, came up to her with a faint smile on her face.
"How do you do this fortune telling? How do you read fortune telling?" Xiao Feng asked.
"Hehe...it depends on what you ask for."
The pony-tailed girl smiled and said: "If you want money, you have to read your face and palms, but if you just want peace, just do a fortune telling."
"Hey! I want to ask for everything."
Xiao Feng grinned and sighed: "I've been really unlucky recently. Nothing goes smoothly. I lost a lot of money, and my wife even cheated on me. My heart... is just trying to pull out the cold."
"Oh, look at what happened."
"Tsk, tsk, you really need to do some careful calculation."
"You have come to the right place today. Who on this street doesn't know that our Juxian Hall is famous?"
"We have a living immortal martial arts master in charge, and we guarantee your satisfaction."
The girl with ponytail talks boastfully and is full of quackery.
"Yeah?"
Xiao Feng pretended to be amazed and said: "Girl, I think you are quite amazing. Could you be that Master Wu?"
"No, no, no, how can I do that?"
"I am just an apprentice, please come in."
She invited Xiao Feng into the back room and took the initiative to pour him a cup of tea.
"Please wait a moment, I'll go and fetch my senior brother."
"Thank you!"
Xiao Feng nodded and smiled, and the girl left first.
He has been quietly observing since he entered the door. There are many ingot candles in the outer hall, as well as incense sticks of different lengths, as well as various ghost coins and paper lotus flowers.
This inner hall is completely different. There are several unknown statues of gods enshrined in the front.
There were also several tribute fruits placed on it, and in the middle was an incense burner filled with incense. The whole room was filled with the scent of sandalwood.
There are also various things posted on the walls, including numerology diagrams, compass diagrams, and even some unnamed creatures with grotesque shapes and claws.
The room seemed a little dark, with the curtains tightly closed and a little red light shining through.
A few minutes later, the girl came back with a young man.
The man was about thirty years old, with a thin build, a sallow complexion, and an obvious small mole on his chin. He also wore a string of red beads on his left wrist.
Judging from the appearance, he should be a martial arts swordsman. Yun Fei told him in detail that the characteristics of his body are also consistent.
"Sir, this is the young master of our Juxian Hall. You can just tell him whatever you want."
The girl said hello and left with a smile.
"Sir, you are polite."
Wu Jian cupped his hand and smiled.
"Thank you for your help, young master."
This is a very low round table, and the two of them sit on the futon facing each other.
"Are you the... living god known as Master Wu?" Xiao Feng asked.
"No, Master Wu is my master. He is out today solving problems for others."
"It's the same if I show it to you sir, you don't have to worry."
"I heard from my junior sister that things have not been going well for you lately. Let me give you a fortune teller first."
Wu Jian took out a bamboo tube from the side, which was filled with hexagrams.
"I said, little master, how much does your fortune telling cost?"
"Don't let me finish the calculation. You want me to have one hundred and eighty thousand, but I don't have that much money to give you."
"Besides...who are you experts in Juxian Hall? You must have some reputation, right?"
Xiao Feng looked wary, this was definitely an actor-level acting skill.
"Haha... Sir, you are joking."
Wu Jian smiled and said: "My master is a Taoist priest, Juxian Hall is not for making money, it is just for benefiting the people and improving themselves. A fortune telling only costs one hundred yuan."
There are two most famous celestial beings in the north, one is the shaman and the other is the magician.
The difference between the two is that shamans use animals to practice becoming immortals, relying on their own bodies as carriers, to put it bluntly, their upper bodies.
However, Shufa Taoists are completely different. They have been passed down and practiced from generation to generation.
"Oh, it's only a hundred yuan? OK, you can do the math."
Wu Jian handed him a piece of paper and asked him to write down his name and birth date.
Of course Xiao Feng couldn't write his real name, so he actually wrote Han Zhengwei's name and birthday, wanting to see how capable he was.
Wu Jian took it over and looked at it. He took off the red bead on his left hand and started rubbing it back and forth, his brows tightening and relaxing.
Finally he nodded, picked up the bamboo tube and shook it.
The hexagram sign made a clattering sound, but he kept his eyes closed from beginning to end, looking inscrutable.
After a few seconds, Wu Jian opened his eyes.
"Mr. Han, please draw a hexagram."
"good!"
Xiao Feng easily pulled out a bamboo stick with three copper coins hanging underneath.
'Snapped!'
Wu Jian casually threw the copper coins on the table, forming a triangle.
He picked up the bamboo stick and looked at it. There was a line of small words on it, and below it was a blood-red moon.
"Sir, what do you want from this hexagram?"
"Then...let's calculate our luck."
"good!"
Wu Jian said sternly: "If my calculations are correct, sir, he should have been involved in a lawsuit recently. This matter will not be resolved for a long time."
Xiao Feng nodded calmly. This boy was really quite capable. He motioned for the other party to continue talking.
"Sir, he should be a person who loves money. He is also the kind of person who loves money extremely. He will do anything to get money."
"But I would like to advise you, sir, to make money in a wise way. If you do it blindly, it will only be counterproductive."
"Well, that makes sense." Xiao Feng nodded.
Wu Jian curled his lips and said: "According to the fortune telling, you must have lost a lot of money recently. It must have caused you a lot of trouble, right?"
"Yes, I just want to make a fortune, is there any way?" Xiao Feng asked.
"Is this a way? Of course there is, but..."
Wu Jian paused: "It's more important to save your life first."
Xiao Feng frowned: "Save your life? What do you mean?"
Wu Jian looked him up and down: "Sir, you are plagued by bad luck. If you don't break this bad luck immediately, there will be a bloody disaster within seven days."
"true and false?"
Xiao Feng knew that the other party was trying to set a trap.
"Sir, if you don't believe me, you can leave immediately."
Play hard to get, this move is really clever, and it just captures people's hearts.
Xiao Feng immediately pretended to be anxious and asked the other party for help in cracking it.
"My husband and I are destined, so I will give you a peace sign."
Wu Jian took out a small black sign from his arms and handed it to him.
As soon as Xiao Feng took it in his hand, he immediately felt that there was an evil spirit inside. If it stayed on his body for a long time, it would be strange if there was no bloody disaster.
Once an accident occurs, the fortune teller will have to come back immediately. At that time, he will be a lamb at the mercy of others. The more money the other party asks you to take, the more money you have to take.
Because the evil spirit has clung to you and you can't get rid of it even if you want.
These charlatans will not stop until they have completely drained your wealth.
At that time, not only will your money be defrauded, but you will also have to thank others gratefully.
At this point, Xiao Feng has basically figured out the details of the other party.
I know a little bit about Yin Yang metaphysics, Five Elements and Bagua, and I also learned Nanyang magic, so I can barely be considered a Feng Shui master.
Xiao Feng bared his teeth and smiled: "Little master, did you do your fortune telling for yourself today?"
"Huh? Why do you ask that, sir?"
Wu Jian was a little puzzled, what does it mean to me if I have nothing to do?
Xiao Feng held the table, stared at him and said, "Aren't you good at pinching and calculating? Then you can calculate for yourself, will you be unlucky today?"
Wu Jian's face darkened: "Sir, are you kidding me? You are not allowed to act wild in Juxian Hall..."
'brush!'
Before he could finish speaking, a green dagger was stuck on his neck. It was the Moye Sword in Xiao Feng's hand.
"You...what do you want to do?"
Wu Jian did not dare to move, he felt the coldness of the sword.
Xiao Feng said with a thief smile: "Hehe... you can tell yourself immediately whether there will be a bloody disaster today."
"I'm warning you not to mess around."
"Quickly, did you hear that?"
The corner of Wu Jian's mouth twitched twice, forcing out two words.
"No!"
"Sorry, miscalculation."
'puff!'
Xiao Feng pierced his thigh with his sword, and Wu Jian let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.