Anyone with eyes could see the change in Aunt Zhao's expression before and after, not to mention that she now called him "Master" in a respectful tone.

The people around looked at each other, all with the same thought in their minds - could this little girl really not be a liar?!

Aunt Zhao willingly handed over the 1,000 yuan fortune-telling fee. Worried about her son, she wanted to go back home and make a phone call.

However, before leaving, he also asked for Lin Xi's contact information and address.

We have to keep in touch with such a great master, as we never know what problems we might encounter in the future and we might need his help.

Lin Xi was not stingy and told her the phone number, and also told Aunt Zhao her current address.

Aunt Zhao didn't react at first, but then she exclaimed in surprise, "Nannannan, 114 Nanqing Street?!"

Isn’t that a funeral street?

Lin Xi nodded. "It's the Lin's Feng Shui shop at the end of the street. If you need anything, you can come find me there."

Aunt Zhao's heart was pounding.

Although she had never seen the funeral street with her own eyes, she lived nearby, so it was impossible for her to not hear any noise at night.

However, the accident didn't affect anyone nearby, so no one paid any attention to that street anymore and just took a detour when passing by.

No matter what Lin Xi said, she would live there!

Aunt Zhao's first reaction was to look down to see if Lin Xi had any shadow or feet.

When I finally took a look, they were all there.

Feeling everyone's taboo looks, Lin Xi decided that it was time to clean up the situation on that street.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "If you're really scared, you can call me. I can come to the street corner when the time comes."

The reputation of Funeral Street is currently too bad and can only be improved slowly.

When Aunt Zhao heard this, she thought this method was feasible. She smiled and said yes, then finally said goodbye and left.

When the others saw that she had left, they did not follow her and left. Instead, they looked at Lin Xi with even greater curiosity and asked her all kinds of questions.

"Girl, you really can tell fortunes, who did you learn from, and how long have you been learning?"

"Do you really live on that street? Is it possible to live there? Have you encountered anything strange at night?"

"Can you please make your fortune-telling cheaper? If you do, I'll hire a few more people to do it for you."

Ding Peng next to him: "..."

This old man knows how to do business.

Except for the last question, to which he gave a negative answer, Lin Xi did not answer the rest.

After all, no one would believe me if I answered truthfully.

After a while of excitement, the crowd quickly dispersed because there was no one else to tell the fortune.

Ding Peng was completely silent because he had not yet given the thank-you gift to Lin Xi.

Ding Peng spoke again after the crowd dispersed.

"Master, if you really don't want to charge me, then please tell me your fortune."

It just so happened that the red envelope he gave was also worth one thousand, the same as Lin Xi’s divination money.

Lin Xi glanced at him and didn't refuse at all.

"What do you want to count?"

Actually, Ding Peng didn't have much to calculate. His biggest worry at the moment was his youngest son. Now that his youngest son's condition has improved, he has nothing to worry about. So when he asked for fortune-telling, he actually just wanted to find an excuse to give the thousand yuan to Lin Xi'an.

"Uh, how about you just look at it and calculate it for me?"