After saying this, the fortune teller smiled broadly and repeatedly clasped his hands in greeting.

Deng Yuankai slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "Yes, you're right! Sir, you're truly a diviner! I have a son who is fourteen years old this year. He is always at the top of his class in school, and his teacher also says that this child has a bright future and is a natural scholar!"

Their son was exceptionally intelligent and diligent from a young age, and the whole family had high hopes for his future. The fortune teller was indeed right.

"Sir, I am truly sorry for my rudeness. I have an important matter to ask you!" Deng Yuankai no longer hesitated. He took out several large bills from his pocket and placed them in the fortune teller's hand.

Then, he solemnly cupped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me, sir!"

When the team members saw that the fortune teller had tricked their captain into handing over money with just a few words, they couldn't help but shake their heads.

The fortune teller observed this and said calmly, "The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed to just six ears!"

Deng Yuankai immediately understood. He didn't want others to hear his thoughts and secrets, so he turned to his teammates and coldly ordered, "You all stay away and don't get in the way!"

Upon hearing the instructions, the team members realized that it was their own money that had been swindled, and since it was a willing buyer and a willing seller, they dared not delay and all retreated far away, no longer daring to cause any trouble.

Seeing that the team members were all keeping their distance, the fortune teller said softly, "Then please write a word!"

This was the time for character divination. Deng Yuankai nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then wrote the character "骨" (bone) on the ground with his finger. After writing it, he said, "Sir, I want to ask about my future with this character!"

The fortune teller looked at the character, his eyes flashed, and he frowned. After a moment of thought, he said, "You wrote this character with a fierce look! As the saying goes, 'Misfortune will befall those with bones nearby, prisons will be opened one after another, thorns will grow inside the gate, and disaster will arise from within!'"

After saying that, he looked up at Deng Yuankai and said in a deep voice again, "Your body has just escaped the calamity of imprisonment, but your heart has fallen into an endless abyss of hell, from which you will never be able to escape for the rest of your life!"

The fortune teller's words struck a chord with Deng Yuankai, whose face turned deathly pale. He felt a chill run through his body, as if someone had grabbed his heart and caused him excruciating pain.

After a long while, he asked in a hoarse voice, "May I ask, sir, what should I do to be freed from this calamity?"

The fortune teller stared intently at Deng Yuankai. After a long while, he sighed softly and said solemnly, "You are so close to him, yet you have gone to such lengths to find him. You are so lost and don't know the way. Getting up is the turning point! Since you have taken the wrong path, just go back. Only in this way can you find true liberation. It's never too late!"

"Isn't it too late?" Deng Yuankai murmured, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts, at a loss for words!

"It's not too late! Only in this way can the great disaster be averted. Remember, a heart ailment must be cured by a heart remedy, and the one who tied the knot must untie it. A prodigal son who returns is more precious than gold, and he will return home in glory to become a virtuous minister!" The fortune teller stood up, cupped his hands in farewell, and said, "Farewell, thank you for the fortune telling fee, sir!"

After saying that, he picked up the divination banner leaning against the tree trunk, strode forward, and soon disappeared around the street corner.

Deng Yuankai remained seated, oblivious to his surroundings. The other team members, witnessing this, exchanged knowing smiles, realizing they had been tricked by the fortune teller. However, they wisely refrained from saying anything further.

The fortune teller walked along, crossing two streets, until he came to a secluded spot. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he then climbed into a car parked nearby.

"How is it going?" The young woman in the back seat asked in a low voice as soon as the fortune teller came in.

The fortune teller gently plucked the short mustache from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "The effect is excellent. We can definitely win over Deng Yuankai. If we put in a little more effort, we can lay our cards on the table at the next meeting. Letting him take the lead will be a hundred times more effective than us doing it!"

"Be gentle, this glue is very strong, you need to wipe it off!"

Seeing Ning Zhiheng forcefully tearing off the adhesive on his face, wincing in pain, Zuo Rou quickly stopped him and then deftly removed his makeup.

This time, Ning Zhiheng went to great lengths to persuade Deng Yuankai. He arranged for Zuo Rou to be transferred to Jiangbei City two days in advance to await news from Luo Xingchao, all in order to perform this divination for Deng Yuankai and lay the foundation for future contact.