Chapter 2

Many people in the stall who knew Uncle Jian saw Chu Yueqing holding someone down, especially after seeing the big words written on the board, they all thought Chu Yueqing was so short of money that he wanted to be a liar.

"Uncle Jian's daughter died in an accident."

"That's right, Sister Tangshui, don't bring up old things again and rub salt in people's wounds."

"If you want to get money, you should go far. Uncle Jian is a good man. Don't provoke him."

Someone even said: "Uncle Jian, I know the pain in your heart. A white-headed man sends a black-headed man. If there is a chance, A-Juan doesn't want to see you like this. Live a good life and let A-Juan rest in peace."

Uncle Jian ignored the voices of these people and looked at Chu Yuening blankly, "Do you know how my daughter died?"

"How about we sit down and talk in detail?" Chu Yuening dragged out a small wooden table from under the stall. Lin Jiahua came over to help open it and set up three small wooden stools.

After Uncle Jian sat down with Aunt Fen, who looked dazed, he suddenly grabbed Chu Yueqing's arm, his hands trembling as if he had found a life-saving straw: "Master."

"Master, tell me, how did our darling die? The eyewitnesses all said that Juan fell off the guardrail into the sea while on a cruise ship. I don't believe it. I used to be a CID police officer, and I was worried about revenge from enemies. Juan was taught by us to be cautious and careful. She would never be careless and approach any dangerous place."

Uncle Jian was born with the sensitivity of a policeman. When he received the news of Juan's death, he realized that something was wrong. He used his connections to let his colleagues who took over the case pay attention to it. As a result, there was no trace of murder after investigation.

Everyone told Uncle Jian that Juan died accidentally.

Uncle Jian didn't believe it.

Chu Yue-li was the only one who clearly said that Juan had other causes of death.

Chu Yue-li took back her arm while Uncle Jian was distracted. She observed Uncle Jian's face and clasped her hands together.

Before starting to tell fortunes or look at Feng Shui, she would first look at past events. If the past events matched and the other party was willing to believe her, she would continue to tell.

"Don't worry. Uncle Jian looks at your face and knows that you have bad luck in the first half of your life. Your luck will gradually prosper in the second half of your middle age. The lower part of your forehead is raised. From the age of 15 to 35, your career luck is average. After the age of 35, your career will be on the right track and you will be promoted. Is that right?"

Uncle Jian nodded weakly, "Yes, I became a sergeant in this year."

Chu Yueqing continued, "From your face, although you and your wife will not have many children, you will enjoy the blessing of your daughter in the second half of your life. The grandchildren brought by your filial daughter also respect their parents-in-law very much."

"Now your child palace is dark, which means that your only daughter's fate was forcibly stopped and she has met with an accident."

Uncle Jian asked hurriedly: "Can you calculate who the murderer is?"

"Can you give me Ajuan's birth date and eight characters?" Chu Yueqing's face reading is only the first step, and calculating the birth date and eight characters is the real next step.

Uncle Jian reported the birth date and eight characters.

Chu Yueqing counted with her fingers, "Your daughter has been kind all her life, doing a lot of good things, and has never offended villains and has never had enemies. But..."

She frowned, not knowing if she could continue.

Uncle Jian asked anxiously, "But what?"

"But, she was destined to have a second marriage. Her first marriage had no children, but she had a son and a daughter in her second marriage, and she lived to be 90 years old. Judging from her fate, the one with the most hatred and entanglements was her first husband. And he was originally destined to be poor. Judging from Ajuan's horoscope, after she died, her husband made a fortune and changed his fate."

Although Chu Yueqing did not look at the other party's horoscope, husband and wife are one, and Ajuan has not divorced him yet, so she can get a glimpse of it.

"I knew it!" Uncle Jian's tone was excited. He could no longer sit still and stood up to find trouble with the other party. "Ye Tianliang suddenly asked Ajuan to go out to play. He must have had bad intentions. Ajuan must have been killed by him."

The noodle shop owner Aqiang hurried over to stop Uncle Jian.

"Uncle Jian, calm down. This dessert girl has been in Temple Street for a month. She sells dessert every day. Today, she suddenly said that she can tell fortunes and feng shui. Don't be fooled by her. Others don't know Ye Tianliang, but how can I not know him?"

"I have known him since I was a child. He has excellent academic performance and is filial to his parents. When Ajuan was here, Ye Tianliang was also very good to you, just like his own son."

Some neighbors also came out to help speak.

"That's right, Uncle Jian, I know that A-Juan is dead, and you are very angry and unwilling, but you can't wrong a good person. Tianliang was very kind to A-Juan, and our neighbors can see it."

"What do you know!" Uncle Jian said angrily, "Ye Tianliang must have killed A-Juan because of the compensation for her death! Ye Tianliang secretly drove a coffin nail into A-Juan's skull. If he really wasn't committing murder with a guilty conscience, why did he do this to A-Juan?"

Coffin nail.

A bad premonition arose in Chu Yuening's heart. Coffin nails are the most sinister things. They penetrate straight into a person's skull to trap the person's soul so that he cannot be reincarnated.

Uncle Jian burst into tears, "That beast wants my precious daughter to die forever! He must not die well!"

Ah Qiang thought Uncle Jian was crazy and talking nonsense, "Ah Liang doesn't even dare to kill a chicken, so how could he be so vicious as to nail a coffin nail into Ah Juan's skull? Impossible, Uncle Jian, you should go home and have a good rest."

"The police closed the case and said there was no murderer. You don't believe in judicial justice, but believe in a charlatan?"

Other neighbors also echoed.

"Yes, Tang Shui Mei is only in her 20s, what does she know? If you really believe in these things, you might as well find a master." "

Murdering your wife to get insurance? How can a fortune teller be so accurate?"

"Yes, don't be so bold if you want to cheat money."

Facing everyone's misunderstanding.

Uncle Jian regained some of his rationality. He looked numb and didn't want to implicate others. "I've been a policeman all my life, but I can't catch the bad guys and I can't avenge her. I feel guilty towards Ajuan."

Solving a case depends on evidence. Even if Uncle Jian believes that Ye Tianliang must have done something to cause his daughter's death, what does it matter? Without evidence, no one can be arrested and the murderer can't be brought to justice. Even

the police can't do anything about it.

Not to mention him, a common citizen in Hong Kong.

"Master, how much is the fortune-telling? I'll pay."

Chu Yueqing looked at Uncle Jian, who was running around for the truth about his daughter's death, and Aunt Fen, who had gone crazy. She reached out and stopped Uncle Jian from taking out the money.

These hands have helped Hong Kong catch countless vicious criminals, but they were unable to catch the murderer of their own daughter.

"I'll take your order."

Uncle Jian stopped taking out the money, and the detonating wire in the black plastic bag swayed. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's no use. I hired a lot of Feng Shui masters to try to break the situation, but they still had no results after collecting money. A-Juan said she had a headache every night, and I wanted to help her."

Many Feng Shui masters in Kowloon District said: Flags lie. Uncle Jian fell ill and went to hospital in a hurry and spent all the money on the coffin. However, Ye Tianliang has not yet received the end he deserved. He still deceives the world with his hypocritical face and even used Ajuan's compensation to buy a Mercedes-Benz.

Uncle Jian can't wait any longer.

Chu Yue looked at Uncle Jian, who was already surrounded by death, and shook her head: "Death can't solve the problem."

Uncle Jian's heart trembled, "Do you know what I want to do? It's impossible..."

He ran away to buy all the things . In the streets of Mong Kok, no one except professionals would know what he was going to do.

Chu Yueqing said, "If we perish together, it will only bring shame to your family's reputation. Do you want Ajuan to die with regret?"

Uncle Jian fell silent.

"Wait one more day."

Uncle Jian took out money from his trouser pocket. "I only have 2,000 yuan left. Other Feng Shui masters charge 3,000 yuan per session. I know it's too little..."

"That's enough." Chu Yueqing took out some money from his pocket. After handing over the money, he stacked the bills and said seriously, "I'll take 500 yuan as a deposit first, and the remaining 1,500 yuan will be given after the matter is concluded."

Seeing that Uncle Jian was stubborn, Ah Qiang was furious and said, "I When I was so poor that I was vomiting with hunger, who gave me a bowl of rice? It was Ah Liang! How could such a good man kill his wife!

"Just wait to be cheated. I want to see what kind of dirt the swindlers can find on such a good man."

Uncle Jian shook his head and sighed. He did not answer Aqiang's words, but supported the unconscious Aunt Fen.

Chu Yueqing took the money and looked at the people whispering to each other. She ignored them and waited until Uncle Jian left before she folded the small table and put it under the stall. Lin Jiahua came over

and asked, "Are you going to help?" Uncle Jian broke the impasse? Do you need help?"

Compared to everyone else who thought Chu Yueqing was cheating, Lin Jiahua believed in Chu Yueqing very much.

Chu Yueqing put the jars on the table under the car, then jumped on the bicycle in front and looked back, "It's okay, I can do it. Do you know where to buy yellow talismans?"

Lin Jiahua said, "Tongcai It's on the other side of the street."

Chu Yueqing pedaled her bicycle, holding the steering wheel with one hand and waving back, "Okay, I'll go back first, bye, see you tomorrow."

Temple Street is not far from Tung Choi Street, just across the street.

Chu Yueqing parked the stall and searched around Tung Choi Street for a long time before finally finding a Feng Shui shop.

It is said that people in the same industry are enemies, and if you come to someone's house without saying hello, you will ruin the show.

Chu Yueqing looked up at the sky. She was He is just a sugar soup seller, not really a colleague, right?

After thinking about it, Chu Yue stepped into the Feng Shui shop with a guilty conscience.

The boss was wearing a yellow Taoist robe. Seeing that a customer had come, he adjusted his hat and greeted him with a smile: "Dear customer, our store has good luck charms, lucky beads, and ornaments to attract romantic luck. What do you want to buy? "

The boss had seen many 20-year-old girls like Chu Yueqing, so he immediately introduced the most popular items in the store.

Chu Yueqing looked around the store first, then said, "No, I want to buy

"Oh, it's talisman paper ." The boss smiled and went back to the counter to take out a wooden box. He opened it and found a row of yellow talismans inside.

"There are many kinds of talisman paper, such as peace talismans, talismans to ward off evil spirits... ...Which one do you want?"

Chu Yueqing looked at the talisman in the wooden box and found that it did have magical power, but it was too weak to help her break the impasse.

"I want yellow talisman paper, the kind that hasn't been painted on."

The boss closed the wooden box. "Do you want to draw it yourself?"

"Yes." Chu Yueqing thought for a moment and added, "I also want A brush and cinnabar. "

The boss turned and went into the back room. After a while, he came out with a stack of cut yellow talisman paper and handed it to Chu Yueqing.

The boss looked at Chu Yueqing checking the talisman paper and asked curiously, : "Do young people like to draw talismans nowadays?"

Obviously, most people buy talismans and love luck ornaments these days.

The world is changing so fast, how can we do business?

The boss is worried. Young people like to follow the trend. He has predicted that The scene of the store closing down a year later.

Chu Yueqing heard the cautious test in the boss's words, picked up the cinnabar and rubbed it, dispelling the other party's concerns, "It's just a personal hobby."

The crisis was resolved, the boss breathed a sigh of relief and joked: "If everyone can draw talismans, I can only close the shop, that's so bad."

Chu Yueqing tried to hold back her laughter. What would her cautious boss' expression be if he knew that she not only sold sweet soup in Temple Street but also did fortune-telling and feng shui on the side?

She handed the selected talisman paper and cinnabar to the boss, "How much?"

"40 yuan." The boss found a bag from the counter to help her pack it, and kindly reminded her, "Drawing talismans is difficult. I learned it for several years. You I should have bought more. One stack of talisman paper is not enough."

"It's enough. I won't waste paper." Chu Yueling took the red plastic bag, paid the bill and waved politely, "Goodbye."

How can a novice practicing talismans not Waste paper?

Not to mention the newbies, even the very powerful Tianshi who often appears in the Tomorrow's News in Mong Kok wastes a lot of paper every time he draws a talisman.

The boss didn't believe it, and looked at Chu Yueqing's back as she carried the bag out of the shop, clasping his hands. , envy and sigh.

"Young people are really good, they don't even need to draft their bragging."