At this moment, Luo Qi actually regretted that he had been too concerned. He was worried that the security personnel following him would arouse the suspicion of the people in Lijia Village, so he let them stay outside the village.
Fortunately, no crisis warning appeared in his mind, and he slowly relaxed.
At this time, Jia Huamei was more focused on the fate of her youngest son, and the thought in her mind only flashed by.
She was a superstitious person, and subconsciously she didn't dare to have any bad thoughts about the fortune teller who had real skills. The thought just now was instinctive, and was quickly suppressed by the idea that "the fortune teller would not do anything that would harm others and benefit himself."
What worries her more now is how miserable her youngest son's fate will be and whether it can be resolved.
The purpose of fortune-telling is to find a way out or a direction to solve the problem when encountering a problem. Some people even try to change their fate.
Jia Huamei simply wanted to inquire about the solution to the problem, so she asked, "My youngest son is just a child. He knows nothing and always obeys the adults' instructions. Even if he has committed sins, retribution shouldn't fall on him, right? I hope you can save his life. Just tell me how much karma money you need, and I'll pay it with both hands!"
Luo Qi sighed, shook her head and said, "This child is destined to be like this. I really can't do anything about it."
"No way? Sir, you have great magical powers, just help him! Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Sir, you have done a great deed!" When Jia Huamei heard the fortune teller say that he was powerless, she couldn't help but get anxious and reached out to grab Luo Qi's left hand.
Luo Qi was not really blind, and even though he pretended to be visually impaired, there was no way he could let this evil woman catch his hand.
He thrust the horn he had been holding in his hand towards Jia Huamei's palm, saying at the same time, "Lady, please don't be anxious and don't touch me."
He had rehearsed all of this in his mind, so he was well prepared. He even deliberately sharpened the tips of the bull's horns, just waiting for this poke.
Jia Huamei was just an ordinary woman. She watched helplessly as her hand was about to hit the sharp bull horns, but it was too late when she wanted to pull it back.
When the bull's horn poked her palm, she instinctively retracted her hand, leaving a small cut.
Fortunately, her nerves reacted quickly, and the injury only caused a slight break in the skin and a little bleeding. She felt that there was no need to treat it.
"Please don't be anxious, female guest. I'm traveling around the world, and this is just a way to protect myself. You can't blame me." Luo Qi held the bull's horn in his left hand and made a few dagger-like movements, showing off his martial arts skills to Jia Huamei.
Jia Huamei stared at Luo Qi's sunglasses with resentment, trying to see through the lenses whether he did it on purpose.
"Sir, is there really no way?" She did not pursue the matter of the injury, as her youngest son's life and death was more critical.
"Madam guest, you should have heard that a three-foot-thick ice does not form overnight, right? Since he was born, the young master has enjoyed blessings that should not belong to him. The cause and effect have long been deeply rooted. Even if you want to stop it now, it will probably be difficult to achieve, right?" Luo Qi still shook his head.
Although he was not sure whether Luo Xionghua knew Li Chaoyang's true identity, he knew very well that Jia Huamei had no power to influence Luo Xionghua's decision.
As expected, after hearing this, Jia Huamei's expression instantly became dejected.
"Madam, the fate of the young master is not something you can control, nor can I save him. Unless he knows nothing about it, and then you take him to surrender and explain all the causes and consequences of his actions to the police, there may still be a glimmer of hope." Luo Qi spoke again.
He firmly believed that Jia Huamei would never turn herself in, and Luo Xionghua would never give her such an opportunity. However, he still mentioned the method of turning herself in, which should sow a seed in Jia Huamei's heart. He just didn't know what kind of sprout this seed would eventually sprout.
Jia Huamei sat dejectedly in the chair, a feeling of despair suddenly surging in her heart.
Luo Chaoxin's madness had hit her hard, but she still believed she had hope in her youngest son. Even if Luo Xionghua couldn't be counted on, she could still count on her youngest son and the Li brothers.
Now the fortune teller says that her youngest son is doomed and it is an unbreakable deadlock. Doesn’t that mean that she can no longer rely on her son?
Without the bond of her son, not only would Luo Xionghua not care about her, but the Li brothers would probably no longer take good care of her.
"Sir, can you help me calculate what my fortune will be like in the second half of my life?" Jia Huamei subconsciously wanted to reach out to grab Luo Qi, but suddenly she saw the bull's horn again and her hand retracted involuntarily.
Luo Qi shook his head and said, "The young master hasn't finished yet. If you also want to calculate it, wait until I finish explaining your young master's fate!"
Jia Huamei then realized that she was too anxious and quickly said, "Then please continue, sir."
"Young Master has been muddle-headed and manipulated by others all his life. He is still so young and not even an adult, but he has already caused a loss of life. It's really a pity!" Luo Qi said with a fake sigh.
"No! He is just a student, how could he be involved in human lives?" Jia Huamei was shocked when she heard this.
She thought Luo Chaoyang had secretly killed someone.
"There is a saying, 'I didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me', and that's what happened to your young master. He was purely framed, but unfortunately, in order to gain something for nothing, he knew his own identity but did not report it. He is now plagued by injustice and will surely suffer retribution and die without a burial place!" Luo Qi did not specify the specific way Luo Chaoyang died, but the tone of his voice made Jia Huamei pale and terrified.
Jia Huamei really wanted to tell Luo Qi that she didn't count.
This fortune teller was completely different from anyone he had met before.
Although others sometimes mention bad things, most of them will talk about things that make people happy.
But the blind man in front of him said nothing but despair from beginning to end. His original intention of fortune-telling was not to hear these unsolvable problems.
But everything the fortune teller said was accurate. Although he did not go into detail, many secrets that only a few of them knew seemed to have been calculated.
Therefore, she wanted to know what her fate would be and whether she could live the rest of her life in peace and security. However, she was also worried about hearing the fortune teller say that her fate would be the same as that of her two sons.
Luo Qi, unaware of Jia Huamei's dilemma, displayed his payment code again and said, "Lady, you must pay at least 5,000 yuan this time."
"Is it so much?" Jia Huamei's mind was still elsewhere. When she heard that it would cost 5,000 yuan, she asked subconsciously.
Her money did not come out of thin air. Her sponsor had recently fallen into trouble and reduced the amount he provided her, which made her start to worry about her second half of life.
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