Mo Qian asked for the birth dates of Chen Jianye's fourth daughter.
Then she laid out her hexagram array.
A small notebook, a wooden sign bucket, and five hexagram signs with typos written on them.
The words on these five sticks are: top, top, winning, bottom, and bottom.
This is completely different from other Taoist hexagrams.
Because this is Mo Qian's original creation.
In fact, what Chai Zhenren gave her was also a set of complicated hexagrams. However, the text on it was too complicated. Mo Qian didn't like to use his brain, so he created a simplified version of his own.
This is the fortune teller now used to amuse kindergarten children.
Chen Jianye looked at the inconspicuous signature but did not dare to say anything.
Whatever the master uses is correct!
The only ones who are wrong are ordinary people like them!
Mo Qian sat directly on the floor and shook the fortune teller in his hand.
It's still the same spell.
"The heavens are spirited and the earth is spirited, Mo Qian's words must be eloquent! Open the hexagram!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a hexagram stick fell upside down on the floor.
Mo Qian picked it up, looked at it twice, then sighed and shook his head slowly.
"Why don't you stop looking for me."
Chen Jianye, "..."
My heart went cold.
…
Chen Jianye squatted in front of Mo Qian.
Just like the hawkers looking for odd jobs on the roadside, they completely lack the aura of a boss.
He sniffed and wiped his tears.
"Master, tell me, I can bear it! No matter what my daughter is like, I can accept it. I will definitely let her live a good life in the future!"
Seeing him like this, Mo Qian sent the fortune teller to him.
I saw the crooked writing on the wooden sign: Sign on.
Chen Jianye was startled and looked at Mo Qian in confusion, "Master, what does this mean?"
"It means that she is doing well and may not want to see you."
Chen Jianye, "..."
This master has a crooked mouth.
Of course, he did not dare to question the master's words.
He said respectfully, "Master, I can give my daughter a lot of money so that she can live a prosperous life without worrying about food and clothing. How can I disturb her?"
Mo Qian tilted his head and said something briskly.
"But her family has a throne to inherit."
"What?!"
…
Mo Qian didn't explain much.
After all, you have to use your brain.
She gave Chen Jianye a direction and asked him to look very southwest.
Chen Jianye didn't dare to ask any more questions.
After all, it is said that fortune-telling by a master consumes one's life.
He thanked Mo Qian again and again and prepared to leave.
But he suddenly remembered that he still had a painting worth thirty million.
Chen Jianye looked at the bodyguard who had been stripped clean, stretched out his hand towards him, and said in a low voice, "Are there any more?"
"No more." The bodyguard curled his lips in frustration.
But Chen Jianye still didn't stop, and spread his hands straight, "Take it or not!"
If this guy had been stripped clean by him, he would have been crying loudly, and he would definitely not be like this now, with only a black face.
The master and servant were in a stalemate for a long time before the bodyguard had to take out a golden Buddha amulet stuffed in his wallet.
"Boss, this is my life. You have taken it away. What should I do?"
The bodyguard was so anxious that he squeezed the small card in his hand tightly and was reluctant to let go.
Chen Jianye grabbed the other corner of the small card and pulled it with the bodyguard. After a while, he gave the bodyguard a sharp kick and finally snatched the gold medal.
Chen Jianye wiped the face of the Buddha statue, glanced at the bodyguard who was crying in disgust, and said, "I will give you a bonus of 500,000 yuan tomorrow. Why don't you want to part with a few pieces of broken gold."
As soon as he said this, the bodyguard shook his head and returned to his normal face.
He politely made a gesture of invitation towards Chen Jianye.
"Boss, take it! In order to find the lady, you should take my gold medal."
Chen Jianye, "..."
This guy's face changed faster than him.
…
Chen Jianye came back with the Buddhist amulet.
Offer it to Mo Qian respectfully.
"Master, I want to find my lost painting. Is this golden Buddha tablet enough?"
"Enough." Mo Qian took it without hesitation.
He played with it curiously in his hands and said while playing, "I was going to look for it, but I didn't expect there was gold. I made a profit."
Chen Jianye, "..."
Master, can you wait until I leave to say this...
…
As soon as Chen Jianye left, Mo Qian also left.
Carrying a small satchel, she stood in front of Gu Baiye and said, "Drive, let's go."
Gu Baiye, who was being commanded as his younger brother, clicked his tongue in displeasure, "Am I the driver you hired?"
Mo Qian raised his eyes, looked at him, and said seriously, "I have no money, so you have to do it for free."
Gu Baiye, "..."
Give this little girl a little sunshine and she'll shine, give her a flood and she'll overflow, and give her a broken basket and she'll lay eggs in it.
He stopped talking nonsense to her and refused directly, "I don't have time to take you with me today. I have to go pick up Fu Xue."
"Then how do I find the painting?" Mo Qian asked.
As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Shaoting, who was sitting on the sofa and drinking tea, said coldly, "Looking for paintings is the police's business, it's not your turn to worry about it."
"But you can't find it." Mo Qian said heartbreaking words with an innocent face.
Gu Shaoting pushed up his glasses speechlessly.
It's true that the police haven't found the painting yet.
The second boss only said that he had someone selling the paintings, but he refused to reveal who it was. Gu Shaoting deceived him several times, but in the end he only got a little bit of information.
But I can't locate it, where is the painting?
Gu Shaoting stood up with a cold face, walked in front of Mo Qian, and blocked her way, "You will find her sooner or later, but you can't go."
Although this little girl has some skills.
But after all, he is a human being.
What kind of person can be the person who can deal with the second boss?
Gu Shaoting's professional ethics as a half-police officer dictated that he could not just sit idly by.
But Mo Qian is not an obedient person.
She walked around Gu Shaoting and said, "Take people's money to help them eliminate disasters. You can't delay and waste time. A good dog doesn't block the road. Don't hinder my work."
She thought to herself as she walked out.
Gu Shaoting's face turned gloomy as he listened to her nonsense.
Gu Baiye, who was standing nearby and saw his second brother deflated, laughed out loud.
It's true that one thing brings down another thing.
The second child, who usually dominates the whole family with his IQ, actually stared at the little girl.
Gu Baiye wanted to save some face for his second brother, but he couldn't control the smile on his lips.
He almost hurt himself internally.
Gu Shaoting gave him a cold look and said, "Laugh if you want to, if you hold it in, you have to pass the blame on me."
"Hahaha——" When Gu Baiye heard this, he became rude.
Laughter resounded throughout the Gu family.
After a while, he finished laughing. Mo Qian looked at him and said, "If you laugh again today, your jaw will be dislocated."
Ga——
Gu Baiye shut his mouth suddenly.
He knows how to keep up appearances.
But I really can’t help but believe this little girl’s words…
He looked at Mo Qian and then at his second brother.
Suddenly his eyes lit up and he clapped his hands violently.
"Second brother, this child is yours to take care of today. Wherever you go, take her. I have to pick up Fu Xue, so I have no time to care about her."
After speaking, Gu Baiye waved towards his second brother.
As if the soles of her feet were greased, she rushed out of the Gu family.
Sliding away faster than Mo Qian.
In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared...
