Chapter 134

The sun had just climbed out from the edge of the clouds, and a ray of golden sunlight passed through the long Temple Street, sprinkling on the shops next to each other on the street.

Hong Kong ushered in a new day again.

"The Jinda Bank robbery case was solved in 30 minutes? According to witnesses inside the bank, there was a mysterious metaphysical force involved in the police force on the day of the incident?"

Zhang Jiande stood at the door of the restaurant, holding a cigarette bottle and reading the Hong Kong Morning Post in the morning light.

When he saw the word metaphysics, he thought he had presbyopia, so he poured the ash from the cigarette bottle into the trash can at the door, stuffed it into his pocket, and put the newspaper in front of his eyes and read it word by word. " What

metaphysical power can be more powerful than the power of ... "Brother Ade, good morning." Zhang Jiande turned around and saw the smiling Chu Yueqing. He also greeted her repeatedly and mysteriously approached her to shove the newspaper over. "Xingxi, tell me the truth, do you have a copy of the Jinda Bank case?" Chu Yueqing smiled and blinked. The two old friends said nothing. "Wow!" Zhang Jiande rolled up the newspaper and stuffed it under his armpit, and put his thumbs together, "Saile." He asked with a gloating look, "Is Liang Wenlin, that bad guy, at the scene?" "Yes." Chu Yueqing answered truthfully. "Hahaha." Zhang Jiande could already imagine Liang Wenlin's expression, and was very happy. "Let him not believe in metaphysics, I wonder what else he will say!" The two chatted for a while, and Chu Yuexi took out the key to the store, "Brother Ade, I'm going to open the store." Zhang Jiande took the newspaper under his arm again and waved, "Go ahead, you are the store owner now, we can talk another day, it won't delay your work." "Bye." Without the stall, Chu Yuexi changed to walking. The distance from the apartment to Temple Street is not far, and it took more than ten minutes to walk. After saying goodbye to Zhang Jiande, he walked more than ten steps and turned the corner to see his own Feng Shui store. The large neon sign was very eye-catching among a row of small signs. It was still early, and many people had gathered at the door. Seeing her coming, many neighbors greeted her cheerfully. Chu Yueqing responded to all of them. When she went up the stairs, she saw Wei Yanlin squatting at the door of the Feng Shui shop with red hair and a long Taoist robe dragging on the ground. He was still sleepy, and his fluffy red hair was falling down a little bit as he dozed off. Chu Yueqing was surprised: "You came so early?" She asked as she opened the door of the Feng Shui shop. Wei Yanlin suddenly opened his eyes, shook his red hair, stood up with a smile, and followed behind with a book in his hand, "I promised to help you, so I can only come early and not late." After entering the Feng Shui shop, he was also active. He first put the ancient books he brought on the bottom grid of the display rack, then took a broom to clean up, and then went to the sugar water compartment to open the glass window. After finishing the work. Wei Yanlin took the time to take out the ancient books from the display rack. He turned a page to reveal the obscure ancient text, handed it to Chu Yuexi who was dividing the sugar water, and said carefully. "Xixi, can you help me read it?" Chu Yuexi took a look at the ancient book, put the sugar water away and took the ancient book with interest, "Han Long Jing? I've heard of this book, it mainly talks about Feng Shui formations. It's one of the three ancient Feng Shui books, I didn't expect you to have such a good thing." "Alas, the master left behind a lot of ancient books. What's the use of good things? None of them can be understood." Wei Yanlin sighed, but he perked up when he thought that Chu Yuexi could understand it. The Shaking Dragon Classic is not long, and the whole text gathers ten Feng Shui formations. Although few but concise, Chu Yuexi took a look and found that he knew all of them, so he closed the book to fulfill the agreement and talked about two formations first. After she finished, she closed the book and waited for Wei Yanlin to digest it. She went to the back of the display rack to get a cardboard shell and then took a marker to write down the new price. Fortune telling: one thousand. Feng Shui: ten thousand. Then, Chu Yueqing walked out and put the cardboard at the door of the store. At this time, a group of neighbors who had finished their morning tea had gathered at the door of the store. When they saw the price Chu Yueqing wrote, they were not dissatisfied, but praised it. "Qingqing is right. You should have raised your price long ago since you are so accurate in fortune-telling." "That's right. I heard a lot of rumors yesterday that the fortune-telling gods in Temple Street are very cheap and want to form a team to tell the six-ring lottery." "It makes me angry just to hear that you are here to help people solve problems, but you all want to take shortcuts and even want to use two hundred yuan to tell the winning result of two million?" "It's okay to tell the six-ring lottery, but I also heard that scalpers are asking for extra money to sell the position." "These days, there are all kinds of monsters and demons." Chu Yueqing also understands this truth. When you become famous, there will definitely be people who like to take advantage of you. She raised the price to prevent some opportunists. If someone really needs help and doesn't have enough money. She is also willing to tell a fortune. Suddenly, a dissatisfied voice came from the side. "Are you kidding me? I came here to line up before daybreak, but the price has to be increased fivefold?" Chu Yueqing looked in the direction of the voice. The person who spoke was a man standing at the front of the fortune-telling team. He was short and thin, with pockmarks all over his face, and he was holding a little boy of several years old. The little boy seemed a little listless, his body was equally thin, his little face was extremely pale, and he stood weakly leaning on the pockmarked man's legs, looking like he had been ill for a long time. The pockmarked boy pleaded bitterly: "Master, can you not raise the price?" "My son is seriously ill, and the daily expenses are already high enough. I have emptied my family's savings. One thousand per divination is really too much for me." After he finished speaking, he secretly looked at Chu Yueqing. He had already heard that the fortune tellers in Temple Street were like Bodhisattvas, willing to tell fortunes for the poor. Miss Hong Kong that year, Lu Qing, had no money but asked for a fortune, and she became very successful since then. Who knew?

Chu Yueqing first looked at the little boy, then at Ma Zi, and shook his head: "One thousand per divination. If you don't want to, give way to the next person."

"Can't you pay a little less?" Ma Zi was surprised.

"No." Chu Yueqing shook his head again.

After saying this,

Ma Zi's face became uglier.

He thought that the fortune teller in Temple Street was so kind and righteous, but he was also a person who was greedy for money? He

was a little famous, so he wanted to raise the price.

However, it was also because of his fame that he decided to come here to tell fortunes. He looked at the doorway that was gradually crowded.

He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, looking like he was willing to spend everything for the child: "It's okay to tell fortunes. As long as the child can be cured, I'm willing to pay any price."

Chu Yueqing looked at him mysteriously and turned into the house.

Ma Zi followed without saying a word.

The two sat down one by one.

Ma Zi kept looking back at the neighbors, and when he saw that the neighbors were all standing at the door, he seemed to be relieved. He took out a thousand yuan, counted it several times, and then put it on the table.

Chu Yueqing put the fortune-telling money on the display stand, looked at Ma Zi and then at the little boy.

"Tell me first, what disease does he have."

The neighbors also pricked up their ears to listen.

They were also curious about what kind of disease could make a person empty his family's savings.

Ma Zi sighed: "Leukemia."

When the word leukemia came out,

the neighbors were all shocked.

You know, in this day and age, leukemia is already a type of cancer.

Ma Zi felt everyone's pitying eyes and smiled bitterly, "Everyone knows that there are several types of leukemia, and Longzai has the most serious one."

As he said that

, he pulled Longzai over for everyone to see.

Long Zai looked lifeless, leaning in Ma Zi's arms without blinking. His frail appearance instantly hurt everyone's sympathy.

Poor thing. It

was really too pitiful. Even

adults with leukemia couldn't stand it, let alone such a young child.

Ma Zi sighed: "In order to cure him, I really spent all my family wealth, sold my house and land, and slept on the overpass to come to Hong Kong for treatment. I worked three jobs a day, and there was no one to take care of the child, so I had to bring him to work on weekdays."

A neighbor asked.

"You take care of the child? Where's your wife?"

"Yes, you work to earn money for medical expenses, so your wife can take care of the child."

"One of us should be with the child."

"As we all know, the working environment is not good, it's not good to have a child with us."

Ma Zi's face was full of pain as if he was stabbed in the heart.

He touched Longzi's head, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"She ran away."

A loud cry.

The neighbors were all shocked.

What kind of mother is this? The child is seriously ill and the mother actually ran away?

Ma Zi choked up and wiped his tears. "The treatment costs are very high. She wanted to run away. I don't blame her. But sometimes, Longzai gets up in the middle of the night and looks for his mother everywhere. His own mother is not willing to come and see him."

The neighbors were silent. For a moment, they felt even more pitiful when they looked at Longzai.

They were also more heartbroken.

Ma Zi kept wiping away his tears: "Don't worry, no matter how hard it is, I will stick with Longzi, but... I don't know how long I can hold on."

A man of about the same age as Ma Zi asked: "How long can I hold on? No way, your wife abandoned the child, you may not want to abandon the child too?"

"No." Ma Zi's eyes were red, and he shook his head in pain, "It's really... I... I'm also seriously ill, and now I don't know who will die first between Longzi and me, so I can only try my best to hold on."

After saying this,

the whole audience was silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

This... is too tragic.

First the son was seriously ill, and then the father was seriously ill.

It really rains on a leaking roof.

Ma Zi slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing a piece of rotten flesh on his arm, and everyone looked at him and gradually took a breath.

"Three years ago, I had a disease that made my whole body decay. Even the doctors couldn't find the specific cause. The doctor also

said that I had multiple tumors in my body. When the tumors erupted and all the skin and flesh on my body decayed, I would die."

Ma Zi pulled the child up in even more pain and knelt down at the door.

"Everyone, I really have no choice. I only have one thousand yuan left and I just took it to fortune-telling. My son and I are both very sick. I originally wanted to ask a master to see if we were cursed."

"Longzai needs to buy medicine now. The pain of leukemia is almost life-threatening. Longzai really can't bear this kind of pain. Please lend a hand, no matter how much money you give, it's fine."

After saying that.

Ma Zi pressed Long Zai's head and smiled bitterly: "Come, kowtow to the uncles and aunts, let the uncles and aunts help us."

The little boy looked confused, and before he kowtowed, he vomited a pool of blood.

The neighbors were so scared that they stepped back.

The aunt in front couldn't bear to see such a young child being tortured, and took out a hundred-dollar bill at the first time.

"Take it quickly, go buy medicine for the child."

"Yes, I have money here too."

"Alas, it's so pitiful to see such a young child vomiting blood."

Just when everyone's money was gathered together to give to Ma Zi.

A cold voice came from the fortune-telling table.

"You have a lonely face, destined to have no spouse or children in this life, so... where did you get your children and wife?"

Chu Yueqing took another look at the boy's face.

Confirm again.

"This child is not sick at all. He just has malnutrition and anemia. How can he have leukemia?"

These questions

stunned the neighbors.

The housewife who was in charge of collecting money was about to give the money to Ma Zi. When she heard Master Chu's words, she immediately took the money back and looked at Ma Zi vigilantly.

Ma Zi looked at the money that was about to be in his hands, but it was taken away in an unexpected way. He hurriedly pulled Long Zai to stand up with anxiety in his eyes.

His mind was spinning and thinking of countermeasures.

That's right, Long Zai was not his biological son at all. He bought him from a mainland merchant five years ago.

The purpose was to pretend to be sick and cheat money.

He came to Temple Street this time just because he saw Chu Yueqing's fame on TV and wanted to play pitiful to make more money.

He had always thought that the calculations on TV were accurate because of the program effects.

As a result...

the other party seemed to be really capable?

Don't panic.

Calm down!

"Yes!" Ma Zi simply went all out and admitted through gritted teeth, "Longzai is my adopted child, but I can't just not save him because he's not my biological child, right?"

As he spoke, he pulled at his sleeves, revealing the rotten flesh on his arms again.

He endured the pain and pulled out a piece of rotten meat, showing it pitifully to everyone, "Is it true that I'm seriously ill? No one wants to get sick. Longzai and I have really reached a dead end."

"I'm tormented by the serious illness day and night, and I don't know how long I can live. Please help me."

Chu Yueqing didn't want to watch him act anymore. She picked up the teapot and added a little water to the teacup, "Serious illness? Don't you deserve it?"

The neighbors, who had already been moved by Ma Zi's compassion, came to their senses again.

This time, Ma Zi could not hide the anger in his eyes at all, "Master, aren't you going too far by pushing people into a desperate situation time and time again?"

"Too much?" Chu Yueqing counted on her fingers, "I'm not as excessive as you."

"You originally lived in a wealthy family, your parents favored boys over girls, and they had connections to find a job in the hospital. Your sister, who had a higher education than you, was more suitable for the job than you, but you grabbed the job without thinking."

"As a result, after entering the hospital, you didn't learn at all, and instead focused on critically ill patients. Over time, you came up with an idea."

"So, you went back to the mainland and bought Longzai from a human trafficker, quit your job in the hospital, and took Longzai to various major hospitals, specifically looking for couples from the same family who had critically ill children."

These words were spoken.

Ma Zi was sweating and his legs were shaking.

He never thought that Chu Yueqing could not only tell fortunes, but also tell them so accurately!

He forced a smile and said, "Master, you are so funny. I...how could I cheat people?"

Chu Yueqing ignored him and continued to count with his fingers: "In the first year, you cheated a couple whose child died of leukemia. You brought Longzai and knelt in front of them, saying that Longzai also had leukemia, you were penniless and seriously ill, and begged them to donate some money for the sake of being parents."

Chu Yueqing finished speaking.

The neighbors were stunned and looked at each other.

This...isn't it the same as what I just said?

It seems that he is still a habitual offender.

"Poor couple, they were so kind that they didn't even check with you and donated 2,000 yuan to you."

In this era, 2,000 yuan is a lot of money.

Families with serious illnesses don't have much savings, but because Ma Zi picked families whose children had already died, those couples were in great sorrow. At this time, seeing a child with a little hope appear in front of them, their instinctive reaction would make them reach out to help.

"That's how you used this method to deceive many couples. Some with leukemia, some with congenital heart disease, and some with brain tumors. Until three years ago, you deceived a single mother."

Chu Yue thought about this and suppressed her anger a little.

She picked up the teacup and took a sip of water.

When Ma Zi heard about the single mother, he was completely panicked. "What single mother? I don't know what you are talking about. I won't count it!"

He rushed over to grab the 1,000 yuan on the display case. He

was held down by a quick-eyed and quick-handed neighbor at the door.

Ma Zi begged for mercy: "Brother, this temple street master is a psychopath. Don't pressure me. I want to get my money back."

The elder brother said angrily: "What are you afraid of? Whether it is true or false will eventually come to light. Let's count it after it's over!"

Ma Zi was held down this time, and he couldn't run away even if he wanted to.

Chu Yueqing continued to calculate, "The daughter of that single mother also died of leukemia. You went to her house to beg for help. The single mother had some spare money, and seeing that Longzai was really pitiful, she withdrew 10,000 yuan from the bank to donate to you."

"Her daughter died of leukemia, and she really wanted to see Longzai survive."

"In the end, how did you spend the 10,000 yuan? You went to a bar to drink and have fun, and were met by a single mother who happened to be visiting a friend. She chased you for an explanation, asking why you didn't use the money to treat her child and wasted it like this."

"You felt guilty and left the bar. As a result, your single mother followed you and fell into a ditch. You ignored her cries for help."

Chu Yueqing stood up and pushed away the frightened Ma Zi's arm, revealing the bloody flesh. She took a look and then looked at Ma Zi.

"That night, there happened to be a rabid wild dog by the ditch. The single mother was bitten all over and died."

Hearing this,

everyone's eyes immediately looked at the wound.

The yellow pus and blood on Ma Zi's arm, the rotten flesh that was deep enough to see the bone, was exactly the same as the marks of being bitten by a beast.

Ma Zi was so scared that his legs were shaking. He wanted to push away the crowd, "You are talking nonsense, I have never done such a thing!"

A couple was originally going to the dessert shop to buy dessert. Seeing that there were many people gathered at the door of the Feng Shui shop, they also leaned over to watch the excitement.

Until Chu Yueqing finished calculating the process.

The lady heard that the single mother was cheated of money and finally fell into a deep ditch and was bitten to death by wild dogs. Her eyes widened. She pushed away the crowd with her big belly, and saw Ma Zi being pressed and immediately became furious.

He stepped forward and kicked her twice.

Ma Zi lowered his head in fear when he saw his wife's appearance.

Her husband quickly supported his wife: "What happened?" The

pregnant wife was extremely sad. She grabbed her husband's arm with tears in her eyes, "Do you still remember my biological sister? She was killed by this man."

That year, her sister suddenly came back and said she wanted to help a child with the same illness as her niece. She took out 10,000 yuan regardless of the obstruction. She was worried that her sister was not safe, so she accompanied her sister to give the money to Ma Zi.

"I will never forget this face full of pockmarks in my life! The master is really amazing. The calculations are exactly the same as those of the past."

After the wife finished speaking, Ma Zi lowered his head when he saw that he had no more resistance.

The neighbors held Ma Zi's arm and went to see Chu Yueqing.

"Master...what should we do now?"

Chu Yueqing counted on his fingers and said, "Call the police."

The amount of money he defrauded was enough for him to stay in prison for half his life.

Soon, the uniformed police came and took Ma Zi away. As for the dazed Longzai,

the neighbors were very worried.

"Damn it, he just vomited such a large pool of blood, could he have been beaten by that scumbag?"

"Xingxing, what do you think, should we send him to the hospital for examination?"

Suddenly, Longzai, who had not spoken for a long time, shook his head, opened his mouth and pulled out a small plastic bag.

A neighbor came forward to take a look and suddenly realized: "Oh my god! It turned out to be a blood bag, how scary!"

It turned out that Longzai couldn't speak all this time, not because he was feeling unwell, but because he had a blood bag in his mouth.

Longzai was afraid of being scolded, so he shrank his neck again and again and whispered: "Uncle Mazi forced me to do this, if...if I don't do it, I will be beaten."

Chu Yueqing touched his head, squatted down, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to go home and find your biological parents?"

"Yes." Longzai pursed his lips in grievance when he thought of his biological parents. Although his face was thin and dry, his eyes were big and round.

"I want to go home! I want my parents! I followed Uncle Ma Zi, and he kept me hungry to make me look more like a patient. Uncle Ma Zi said that malnutrition over time will look like leukemia."

Everyone became even angrier after hearing this, and glared at Ma Zi.

Finally, Chu Yueqing looked at Long Zai's face and wrote down an approximate address in the mainland, and gave the address to the uniformed police.

"Without a specific date of birth, we can only rely on face reading. You can contact the police in the mainland and look for him in this direction."

The uniformed police had heard of the reputation of the fortune teller in Miao Street. He took the address and said solemnly: "Master Chu, don't worry, we will definitely help this child find his way home."

Chu Yueqing nodded: "Trouble."

After the uniformed police took the child away, she turned into the house and sat down at the fortune-telling table.

After drawing the talisman yesterday, the mana was cleared. Fortunately, the donations and the divination just now replenished some merits.

Longzai's original lonely and helpless face has changed, and he will find his parents. In the process of sending him back to the mainland, coupled with Ma Zi's confession, it also helped the mainland to destroy a large-scale human trafficking group.

Chu Yuexing poured a cup of tea and looked towards the door.

"Next one."

The next one was a young man.

He wore a hat and sunglasses, a white T-shirt with an orange vest on the outside, and black overalls dragging on the ground.

There was a lot of golden luck coming out from around the young man.

Chu Yuexing suddenly felt that the man looked familiar.

"I have heard of your name for a long time, Master Chu." Qi Tianrui took off his sunglasses.

There was a soft scream outside.

"Wow! It's the new little king Qi Tianrui!"

"Why is he here too?"

"The little king also believes in metaphysics?"

"No, I heard that the little king hates metaphysics the most, why would he come to tell fortunes?"

Sure enough.

The next second, Qi Tianrui smiled and said, "I don't believe in fate, and I don't believe in fortune-telling."

"But..."

He hesitated.

"From what happened just now, I have to say that you are different from other masters."

Chu Yueqing held a cup of tea and looked at Qi Tianrui quietly.

She finally remembered why Qi Tianrui looked familiar.

She had met Qi Tianrui at the Wong Tai Sin Temple at the foot of the mountain when she and Wei Yanlin went to look for the lightning-struck wood.

At that time, his luck was already very obvious.

After not seeing him for a while,

his luck was even stronger.

Thinking about it, she lowered her eyes to look at the tea in the cup, and said in a calm voice: "One thousand yuan per divination, no bargaining. If you don't want to calculate, you can give way to the next person."

"If you don't calculate, won't it waste a few hours of queuing? Compared to a thousand yuan, my few hours are actually more valuable."

Qi Tianrui took out a wallet from his overalls, took out another ten thousand yuan from it and put it on the table, smiling.

"Master, please help me calculate carefully, I am also very curious about my destiny."

As he said, he gave his birth date and eight characters according to the rules.

Many young girls squeezed to the front outside the door, all of them covered their mouths and laughed, with excitement in their eyes.

This is Qi Tianrui, the most famous person besides the Four Heavenly Kings, who sings higher than Jacky Cheung and looks more handsome than Takeshi Kaneshiro.

From the 90-year-old old lady to the 6-year-old little girl, there is no one who doesn't like Qi Tianrui.

It's so cool to be able to eat the melon of the little king without spending any money!

Chu Yueqing got the horoscope and pinched it.

"As usual, calculate your family first."

"The wealth stars in your year and month palaces are very strong, which can be regarded as the lucky stars in your fate. That is to say, you were born into a prominent merchant family. From the moment you were born, you have never lacked money and grain."

"The palace is mainly used to interpret a person's six relatives. For example, the year column represents ancestors, and the month column represents parents. From the palace, the mother's power is greater than the father's, which means that your mother's family assets were greater than your father's at the beginning. Her family's assets exceeded 100 million ten years ago." After

the words fell.

The whole audience rang out a clear gasp.

Assets exceeded 100 million, and it was ten years ago. For such a family, the water they drink is probably not water, but gold foil.

Qi Tianrui was not shocked. His family background has been dug up a lot by the paparazzi media, and many people know that his father built his family with the help of his mother.

However, he did not mean to look down on Chu Yueqing.

Instead, he admitted it frankly.

"It's true that my father's family is not as good as my mother's, but my mother loved him very much and was willing to marry him with all her financial resources. There wasn't as much bloody love and hatred as in the movies. They were very loving after they got married. They can be described as treating each other with respect. They have never had a quarrel over the years. My father also made a name for himself, and now the two companies are equally successful." Qi Tianrui was once very proud

of these. Because compared to the fathers of other classmates who were ridiculed as gigolos, only his father worked hard all the way. Chu Yueqing did not comment. He continued to calculate. "You have a younger sister. Judging from the horoscope, although you don't have many brothers and sisters, you have a close relationship. In other words, you have a very good relationship with your sister." Qi Tianrui is a well-known sister-con in the entertainment industry, and everyone in Hong Kong knows this. He was not surprised, but Chu Yueqing's next words made him raise an eyebrow. "Before the age of ten, you were relatively carefree. After the age of ten, you experienced a setback. You accidentally fell into the swimming pool at the doorstep of your home. The nanny happened to go upstairs, and you almost drowned because you couldn't swim. Fortunately, the housekeeper passed by and found you. From then on, you never went near the water again." Qi Tianrui perked up a little. He sat up straight with his arms across his chest, and his eyes were a little bright. The fortune teller in Temple Street is really capable. Even more powerful than the Taoist priest in Wong Tai Sin. You should know that he felt ashamed of falling into the swimming pool at the age of ten, and he issued a death order at home that no one was allowed to spread it outside. Now even if the paparazzi media dug up his family background, no one would dig up this. He chewed chewing gum and smiled, "Master Chu is indeed a master." Chu Yueling was going to count her love affairs, but because of Qi Tianrui's identity, she asked, "Do you want to continue? I will not be responsible if it gets out." "Okay." Qi Tianrui didn't care about it. "Everyone has emotional experiences. This is not surprising. Let the paparazzi media report it if they want." The girls at the door agreed after hearing this. "Yeah, Qi Tianrui is almost 30 years old, it's not uncommon for him to date." "Yes, I've dated four, it's not uncommon for men." "You have four." A girl counted on her fingers, "I've only dated three so far, no, I have to work harder and date six this month!" "Wow, if Master Chu calculated that the little king is dating now, wouldn't the Hong Kong media have enough newspapers to print?" The little king's love gossip, I really want to hear it!!! Everyone looked at it with expectation. Who would have thought that Chu Yueqing counted on her fingers again and again, counting and counting. Finally, she put down her finger in great disappointment, "Forget it, your peach blossoms are worthless." Qi Tianrui's expression changed slightly, and he raised the brim of his hat, "Master Chu, what do you mean by peach blossoms are worthless? With my status, how could I not have a girlfriend?" The neighbors also pricked up their ears. Little King, he is considered a superstar, there should be a lot of girls chasing after him, right? Chu Yueqing sighed slightly, "Secret love does not count as dating. Judging from your peach blossoms, whether it is a positive peach blossom or a partial peach blossom, you have never had a single one." The neighbors who were waiting to hear the gossip couldn't help but burst into laughter. Qi Tianrui's expression became even more interesting. He was a little embarrassed and said, "Why can't secret love be counted? It has the word love in it. I have feelings for her and enjoyed the process. As for whether the other party is committed or not, it seems to be none of my business." Chu Yueqing looked at him with an expression of looking at a mentally retarded person. The girls' laughter also came in. "Hahaha, the little king is really going to make me laugh to death." "Why can't secret love be counted as love?" "The point is... the little king has never been in love." "To be honest, it's a bit tragic." "I think so too." Chu Yueqing stopped calculating and put away his hands. "Now you can tell me what you want to calculate, right?" Qi Tianrui chewed the gum with a far-sighted look. He was hesitating. It was obvious that Master Chu's ability was more powerful than the other masters he was looking for. But if this matter were to be made public, the family's company and the stock market would surely cause a turmoil. Chu Yueqing was not in a hurry. He poured himself a cup of tea, picked up the cup and shook it, watching the green tea leaves colliding inside. Finally. Qi Tianrui closed his eyes. This matter cannot be kept secret for long. "Master." Qi Tianrui opened his eyes, and there was no longer a careless smile on his face. He took out a tissue from his pocket and spit out the chewing gum, his expression became solemn. He stood up and bowed. "Please help me find my mother and sister, whether they are alive or dead." The atmosphere in the temple street, which was originally filled with laughter, suddenly became extremely solemn. You have to know that the little king has a prominent family background, and he has always been complimented by others. When does he need to bow his head in person? Qi Tianrui was lost in memories, with a hint of pain between his brows. "My mother left a year ago. I had just had a quarrel with her that day. She told me not to get involved in the entertainment industry anymore and to learn to concentrate on taking over the family business. I didn't want to." He recalled this scene again.

Qi Tianrui held his head with red eyes, "I had a big fight with her, and I didn't comfort her when I saw her crying in the room. Because I was upset, I went to find friends to relax, and I didn't see her when I came back."

"Father said that she was very upset after the fight with me, so she went abroad for vacation."

"At first, I didn't take it seriously. In previous years, my mother went abroad for many trips. Normally, we only talked on the phone once a month. Until half a year later, I didn't receive a call from my mother."

A neighbor at the door asked, "Could it be that Mrs. Qi went to a far place? It's hard to contact her?"

Qi Tianrui shook his head, "No matter how far away, my mother would not stop contacting me for more than three months. I was very confused at first, but my father comforted me not to think too much, my mother was very safe, and she didn't contact me because she didn't want to contact me for the time being."

"Until... my sister also disappeared."

Two relatives left without leaving any words, Qi Tianrui was really panicked.

"No matter what my father said, I was determined to find them. My father must have seen that he could no longer hide the truth, so he told the truth."

Qi Tianrui closed his eyes in disappointment, "He said that my mother eloped with someone, and my sister took her with her."

Chu Yueqing said, "Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Qi Tianrui shook his head without thinking, "My mother really likes my father. From childhood to adulthood, she has never had a quarrel with my father. Even if her family is more financially powerful, she never looks down on my father and never says a word to belittle my father."

It is precisely because he has seen many examples of mothers loving their fathers.

He can't accept the fact that his mother cheated.

"Master." Qi Tianrui raised his eyes and asked with a wry smile, "Can you help me calculate where my mother and sister are?"

He asked many masters to calculate.

None of them could give him an answer.

"I need their horoscopes." Chu Yuexi had just finished speaking when Qi Tianrui took out a piece of paper and pushed it over.

Two rows of horoscopes.

Chu Yuexi just took a look and shook his head: "All of them are dead horoscopes."

"Dead horoscopes? What is that?" Qi Tianrui didn't quite understand.

Chu Yuexi hesitated for a moment, and still said: "Dead horoscopes, means horoscopes without vitality that cannot predict the horoscopes of the future, which means..."

"Dead people."

Qi Tianrui's heart sank suddenly, and the blood on his face turned pale. Even though he was prepared in his heart, his heart still sank suddenly.

He forced a smile, "Master... Master, could it be that you saw it wrong? I asked the Taoist priest at Wong Tai Sin Temple to look at it, but he couldn't tell. He said that yin and yang are born from the movement of heaven and earth, and it is difficult to predict life and death from the eight characters. It is not so easy to predict life and death from the eight characters."

Qi Tianrui hadn't said anything else.

Only those with great merit can predict life and death from the eight characters.

Chu Yueling didn't say anything, and quietly let him explain.

Finally.

Qi Tianrui stopped, he opened his mouth and cried.

"I want to see the person alive or the body dead, where are they... where are they?"

In his speculation, he had actually thought that his mother and sister would be killed.

They have many enemies, and pointing out any two of them could be fatal.

Qi Tianrui's mind was in a mess, and he made a lot of guesses. Maybe it was at the Li family, maybe it was at the Sun family, maybe it was at the sea, or maybe it was at a deserted mountain.

Until Chu Yueqing's slightly cold voice sounded.

"They are in your cellar."