The old man had fallen asleep while leaning on the table. As soon as she moved around, she immediately woke up. The moment she opened her eyes, there was a misty light in her eyes, as if she could smell the smell of money.
Suna was a little wary.
She is a martial arts practitioner, and there was absolutely no movement when she walked in just now. This is the way assassins subconsciously use when sneaking into other people's homes.
This old man...
When the other party saw her clearly, he became a little nervous. He figured out something that didn't exist in this world.
And he is inextricably linked to the young master Xiuya who came here a few days ago.
If the wealth line corresponding to the God of Wealth is connected to the... young master in front of him.
To be precise, it should be a woman.
"..." The old man stood up, closed the hexagram book, and Nuonuo said: "I'm really sorry, it's closed today."
Suna curled his lips, walked over with interest, took out the money bag, threw it on the table and sat down domineeringly, "Are these enough?"
He had his legs crossed under the table, his neck tilted lazily and his head propped up to look at the fortune teller, his hair hanging down against his cheeks, and his calves dangling.
Coupled with the unmistakable smile on his face, he looked like a lively playboy.
The old man only heard the "thud" sound of something falling on the table, which was the sound of the weight of coins.
this……
So he moved his eyes hesitantly and swallowed slowly.
As the saying goes, money can make a fool of himself, and this bag of money is enough for him to use for a long time.
Suna patiently watched the changes in his expression. But this money bag seems heavier than the other bag.
The old man opposite finally sat down, read Suna's palm, and said seriously:
"The fate is not certain. I can't say for sure, Master. But sometimes, it's not a good thing to show off your strength too much."
[Madam, this old man looks carefree, can you believe it? 】
Suna didn't answer it.
After she left, the old man immediately opened his money bag and counted it, his eyes shining.
Oh my God! There were actually twelve taels of silver! It’s been done!
But before I got excited for long, there was a noise outside.
Then a group of people broke in and immediately filled the small room.
Among them, the old woman who came first pointed at him and said bluntly to the people in brocade robes behind her: "He is the official!"
The official held the token, his aura was full, and he raised his eyebrows and asked: "You are the one making up nonsense and going around collecting money to deceive the common people?"
"I..." The old man didn't know where to start explaining, and he was about to cry without tears.
He only knows a little bit about the Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu, which can usually be seen by people who are destined to do it. The rest is indeed some nonsense he made up.
It’s not easy to make money in fortune telling these days. Isn’t this just for making a living? !
Before he could think of words, the crowd had already started talking:
"Yes, he said that my son will definitely not be able to get the top prize this year!"
"I was even more outrageous. He told me to read the almanac when I went out. Otherwise, my life would be in danger if I was unlucky."
"He said my wife had another lover behind my back!"
“Those who don’t know better think we are paying money to listen to displeasure!”
"Yes, yes, this person is a real liar."
"Officials, please arrest him quickly. If everyone hadn't come here to find someone today, I don't know how many poor people would have been blackmailed by him!"
Hearing this, the old man suddenly felt guilty and pinched the big money bag he had just received. He was about to take it back to the corner of the table, but was seen by everyone with sharp eyes and pointed out in public:
"Look, officer! The coins in his hand must have been defrauded from someone else!"
When the officer saw that the evidence was solid, he quickly sent someone up to take the person away.
