"Lord Jiang, what do you think of this...?"

"It's alright!"

Jiang Ming laughed, "Let her do it. Lord Sima just needs to cooperate as I say! Diao Diao, please excuse us for a moment..."

Then, he told Fatty He exactly what to say later...

As the two were talking, the sorceress arrived in a flurry. When she saw Fatty He toasting a young man, her sheep-like eyes widened in disbelief and malice.

Jiang Ming also examined the fortune teller's face.

I have to say, this is absolutely amazing!

Sheep-like eyes, broken eyebrows, coffin-shaped mouth, frighteningly high cheekbones with no flesh, messy hairline and balding hairline...

Although Jiang Ming didn't know much about physiognomy, he could still tell that this woman, who was about fifty years old, was a combination of being a jinx to her husband, lowly, ruthless, gossipy, ungrateful, and extremely jealous.

She looks a bit like the old fox spirit in the animated series "The Legend of the Heavenly Book" that I watched when I was a kid.

And yet, he still has a hunchback...

Jiang Ming remembered his grandmother saying that he should never look for a partner with sheep eyes, because they were even scarier than a female dog's eyes!

At most, a female dog's eyes are just mean-spirited and greedy... a sheep's eyes, on the other hand, are extremely self-centered and don't care about the lives of others at all!

Other animals, seeing their kind being slaughtered, will inevitably feel fear and a sense of shared sorrow.

Sheep are creatures that simply graze without any apparent awareness of anything...

The sorceress, not recognizing Jiang Ming at first, squinted and sneered, "Lord He, how are you enjoying yourself? Leaving me waiting alone in the front hall while you eat, drink, and entertain your VIPs here..."

Fatty He grinned: "Fairy, you jest. I've prepared this banquet precisely to clear up the misunderstanding between you and Pavilion Master Jiang and to mediate a reconciliation... I was just about to call you when you showed up yourself..."

"What? He...he's Jiang Ming?"

The fortune teller was so angry that her eyes almost popped out. She glared at Fatty He in disbelief, her withered finger pointing at Jiang Ming.

"Uh... Fairy, please don't get agitated," Fatty He tried to smooth things over. "There's a big misunderstanding between you and Pavilion Master Jiang. Pavilion Master Jiang has always admired your magic and even wanted to become your disciple..."

Before he could finish speaking, the shaman, who was less than 1.5 meters tall, jumped up and roared at Fatty He, "This morning, I was ordered by the Prefect to send men to arrest this thief! But they came up empty-handed, saying you'd caught him. I was curious to see how Lord He would deal with him! But look what happened... you two are here eating and drinking..."

Faced with this emotional, foul-mouthed old woman, Jiang Ming, adept at diplomacy, immediately rose from his seat, bowed respectfully, and clasped his hands, saying, "Fairy, please don't be agitated! I disobeyed your advice and offended the mountain god, suffering a great curse and harm, and I fear my life is nearing its end! I beg you, Fairy, to save me! Although I know some magic, it is far inferior to yours. I wish to become your disciple; this is my apprenticeship fee..."

After saying that, Jiang Ming pulled over the cloth bag containing 250 taels of gold and poured it all out in front of the sorceress with a clanging sound.

“Master, this is the gold I found in the Mountain God Cave. I’m offering it all to you now…” Jiang Ming bowed to her respectfully again.

Although... bribing this old bastard will definitely cost some money.

But Jiang Ming was reluctant to give her all 500 taels; this 250 taels of gold was already an astronomical amount of money for her to become an apprentice.

She initially thought this guy was greedy and profit-driven, and worried that Jiang Ming would steal her thunder and affect her right to speak.

If I admit defeat and become her disciple, and offer her substantial benefits, she will know when to stop and take what she wants!

But the sorceress wasn't buying it at all, shouting, "Don't give me that! This money... originally belonged to the mountain god and should be returned to him! You killed the mountain god and angered Heaven, so there will definitely be great disasters in Dukang County in the future! I heard... last night, a pack of wolves attacked Chenjia Village, and Lord He's beloved daughter was killed by wolves. This is just the beginning; even greater disasters will follow!"

wipe!

Upon hearing the fortune teller's words, Jiang Ming understood her logic.

What "mutual benefit and win-win"? It doesn't exist!

What's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine! Since this money belongs to the mountain god, it should definitely be handed over to her for safekeeping! Only in this way can it be properly 'returned' to the mountain god.

The other party will definitely try to kill me, there is absolutely no room for negotiation!

Because only the dead can prevent one's future from being threatened...

Moreover, the sorceress also took the opportunity to "unite" with Fatty He, mentioning the incident of his daughter being bitten to death by wolves the day before.

Fatty He was also completely bewildered...

He naturally didn't believe the fortune teller's nonsense, but the current situation had already exceeded his expectations!

At the same time, it also exceeded Jiang Ming's imagination... This old woman's mind is even more vicious than he imagined!

But it doesn't matter. As a former special forces soldier, Jiang Ming has studied so many military theory courses, how could he not have a Plan B!

He changed from bending over to taking a running start... and leaped forward like an arrow, rushing straight towards the sorceress. With a loud "bang," he punched her in the stomach, sending the old woman flying a meter away! She landed almost suspended in mid-air!

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