Chapter 105 The Fairy Maiden Arrives
Lu Ye slapped his forehead: "Hey, that works too!"
Shen Zhenzhu said, "It will definitely work. I didn't show my face much when I went out to investigate. The main thing is to make sure the landlord knows our identities and doesn't spread the word."
"If all else fails, we can try the soft approach first, and if that doesn't work, we can try the hard approach." The inexperienced Xiaobai was fearless and trusted Shen Zhenzhu completely.
Zhao Qiqi was a little excited; such a "battle of wits" was something you never saw on TV dramas. He asked, "Then what identity should we use? A shaman?"
Gu Yanzheng said, "How about 'The Fairy of Ingenuity'? It's an identity that originally existed in Wuxian County, and it's perfect for Section Chief Shen."
"'The Fairy of Miraculous Calculation'? Not bad. Anyway, it sounds better than 'Bodhisattva of Sending Off the Unicorn'." Shen Zhenzhu was satisfied, and also very pleased with how her brother Zheng called her "Little Section Chief Shen".
Xiao Bai hurriedly said, "What about me? I'll definitely have to stay by Pearl's side and be her maid."
Gu Yanzheng looked at this noble maid with a complicated expression: "Fine, since you love to eat so much, then you'll be a gluttonous maiden."
Xiao Bai glared at him.
Chen Zhenzhu laughed and said, "How about calling her the Kitchen Goddess?"
Xiao Bai thought for a moment and said, "Women have always been the ones cooking, but the Kitchen God who is worshipped is actually a man. I think we need a Kitchen Goddess a long time ago."
That evening, everyone split up and took action.
Lu Ye found a few scriptures in a library somewhere and presented them to Chen Zhenzhu, asking her to memorize them overnight so that she wouldn't be exposed when trying to deceive people.
Gu Yanzheng went to the police station to have his computer checked for viruses and have its permissions upgraded. He also contacted personnel from various units to coordinate with the operation at any time.
They grasped both the scriptures and technology, and were equally adept at both.
As dawn broke and the sun shone brightly, Chen Zhenzhu, exhausted, swayed precariously.
The Kitchen Goddess, holding a collection of Buddhist classics, nudged her from the side: "Wonderful Calculator, wake up, you're stuck again. The Diamond Sutra says, 'All forms are illusory; if one sees all forms as non-forms,' and the next line should be 'one sees the Tathagata.'"
With her hair disheveled, Chen Zhenzhu recited it once, completely unaware of its meaning. She spent the whole night trying to memorize it, feeling immense pain in her heart.
The meager salary is killing people; even a junior section chief is forced to recite scriptures.
Around seven o'clock, under the tyranny of the Kitchen Goddess, she managed to sleep for a short hour. At eight o'clock, the old man's voice could be heard outside.
"Breakfast is five yuan a serving, come and get it if you want it." The old man didn't seem to mind bothering others, standing by the bubbling well and calling out. He was used to the foul water gushing out every time it rained.
Shen Zhenzhu was woken up and sat on the bed meditating in a daze.
Lu Ye and Zhao Qiqi, who had bought breakfast from the old man, came in carrying steamed buns and tea eggs respectively. Gu Yanzheng, who had just returned from working late at the police station, came in afterward.
"I need to call my sixth sister later; she thought I'd be home today." Chen Zhenzhu peeled an egg, with Qiaoqiao, who was still sleeping, resting on her lap.
After taking the medication prescribed by the psychiatrist, Qiaoqiao stopped acting up at night and was able to sleep soundly through the night. Perhaps due to the exhaustion she had recently experienced, she didn't wake up no matter how loudly Chen Zhenzhu and Xiaobai recited their lessons.
"Would you like some sweet potatoes grown by the people in the mountains?" The old man asked around, sold twenty jin to the pregnant woman's family, and then came over to find Chen Zhenzhu and the others.
Lu Ye wanted to keep the old man quiet and prevent him from revealing their identities as police officers. Upon hearing this, he invited the old man in, closed the door, and said, "If I buy it, you have to promise me one thing."
Hearing this, the old man beamed and said, "I still have half a sack of sweet potatoes here. If you buy them all for twenty yuan, Uncle Dashan will agree to anything you ask."
The egg in Chen Zhenzhu's hand fell onto Qiaoqiao's face with a thud, and she turned her head sharply: "Are you sure you want to call him Uncle Dashan?"
Not only her, but Gu Yanzheng and Zhao Qiqi, who were also eating, were staring at the old man.
"What's wrong with my name?" The old man's lips twitched as he looked back at the closed door, wondering if he had been too heartless and had crossed the line.
Lu Ye clenched his fists and cracked them, then asked again, "Are you sure you want to call him Uncle Dashan?"
Five minutes later, Uncle Dashan turned into Uncle Xiaoshan.
Uncle Xiaoshan, who had been silenced, quickly delivered half a sack of sweet potatoes to the room, wiped his sweat, and said, "I earned so much money from you because I wanted my daughter to go up the mountain to pray to the Bodhisattva. Since you...you want to investigate...then I promise I will never betray the trust of the country and my comrades. No matter how much you threaten, bribe, or try to deceive me, I will never reveal the identities of you comrades."
Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Gu Yanzheng advised, "Don't let your daughter go up the mountain. It's better to believe in yourself than to pray to gods and Buddhas."
"Okay! I know." Uncle Xiaoshan handed over two kettles of freshly boiled water with a smile, and pointed to the kitchen and said, "The water in the water tank is fresh, the well water has a strong taste, which one do you drink?"
Chen Zhenzhu suddenly asked, "You said last time that the well water came down from the mountain?"
Uncle Xiaoshan said, "Yes, such good water has been polluted. Although some people are not afraid and say that even if the water is polluted, it is still the water of a Bodhisattva, and that stomach upset is a way of detoxifying, I am too old to drink it."
“If it’s truly industrial pollution, it would be very harmful to the human body, so it’s the right thing to do not drink it.” Chen Zhenzhu then asked, “Does every household have a well? Does the temple have one?”
Uncle Xiaoshan said, "Yes, we used to go to the temple to play when we were kids, and we saw it."
Just then, Zhang Yiming's voice came from outside. Wang Kuan was carrying a luggage bag, and she was carrying a backpack, so it seemed like she was about to leave.
Chen Zhenzhu pondered the scene in the temple, but it was raining at night and she couldn't see the well clearly.
Uncle Xiaoshan went out to pay their bill, and before leaving, he made a "shh" gesture, indicating that he would keep quiet.
Qiaoqiao was woken up by the egg hitting her. She snuggled in Shen Zhenzhu's arms and nibbled on the egg white, then handed the yolk to Shen Zhenzhu: "Give it to your sister, it's delicious."
Shen Zhenzhu picked it up and fed it to her: "I don't want to eat it, little sister eats it."
Xiao Bai sighed from the side, "The sisters must have a very good relationship. Maybe she's just worried about her older sister, that's why she's acting like this."
Shen Zhenzhu thought it was possible.
The pregnant woman next door was still sleeping, and Shen Zhenzhu planned to talk to her after she woke up.
Judging that Sixth Sister should have finished her morning rush hour business, Chen Zhenzhu called her, sat on the edge of the bed, and stroked Qiaoqiao's short hair, saying, "Mom, it's me. Something came up here and I'll be back in a couple of days... Hmm... the new case... doesn't seem too dangerous yet. How are Yuyuan and Lili doing?... I miss you too. You got a promotion to section chief for winning the award last time... I want to eat sweet and sour pork when I get back. Not tired at all, not hard work at all..."
She sat by the bed and spoke softly to her mother, only reporting good news and not bad.
With nothing else to do, Xiao Bai was combing Shen Zhenzhu's hair from behind, and could vaguely hear the caring voice of someone else's mother.
I've gotten used to it since I was a child.
Xiao Bai lowered her eyes and continued combing Chen Zhenzhu's hair.
Shen Zhenzhu suddenly looked up at Xiaobai and smiled, then said to her sixth sister, "I have another little sister now, yes, it's Xiaobai, Zhou Qingbai. Hmm..."
Shen Zhenzhu covered the microphone and said, "Sixth Sister asks you what you like to eat, and she makes it for you."
Xiao Bai was speechless for a moment, then said after a couple of seconds, "Eat, eat the three delicacies of the earth, I want to eat the three delicacies of the earth that Mom makes."
Chen Zhenzhu continued into the microphone, "She's willing to eat stir-fried potatoes, eggplant, and green peppers with steamed buns. Okay, I'll tell her you really want to meet her..."
Xiao Bai smiled shyly; her soft, chubby face was adorable.
Gu Yanzheng stood at the door, bathed in sunlight, quietly watching Chen Zhenzhu.
Some people are born with kindness, and they inadvertently infect everyone around them with it.
Just like yesterday, the pregnant woman next door got up and walked around the yard twice, waiting for her mother-in-law to cook breakfast for her and for her father-in-law to boil water to make her milk.
Shen Zhenzhu asked Yuan Jiangxue, Uncle Lu and the others again before reluctantly hanging up the phone.
Gu Yanzheng didn't speak, but pointed outside.
Chen Zhenzhu touched the ponytail; it was very nice, shiny and smooth. She pinched Xiaobai's soft cheeks to express her gratitude.
She has taken good care of herself after being away from home for more than a month, and she can report back to her mother in a good manner.
"Comrade, can we talk?" Shen Zhenzhu walked to the well and paced in the yard alongside the pregnant woman. "There's something I'd like to ask you about."
The pregnant woman didn't stop. Looking at her in-laws bustling around in the kitchen, she scoffed, "You found out? Are you really the police?"
Shen Zhenzhu said calmly, "You are very smart and decisive."
The pregnant woman said, "Just call me Sister Rong. What do you want to ask?"
Shen Zhenzhu said politely, "Sister Rong, I would like to ask you about your 'seeking a child' process, and whether there is anything wrong with the inner palace."
Sister Rong stroked her belly, seemingly unafraid that her in-laws, who were busy in the kitchen, would hear her. She and Shen Zhenzhu walked slowly in the yard, and as they walked, Sister Rong talked about how she had decided to do this after being persuaded by the old monk.
"Their family used to be very poor, just farmers. The travel company was started with my parents' savings and my husband's. But in their mouths, he became the breadwinner, while my parents and I became a burden. I don't want to argue about many things, but he made me have two abortions. I went for a checkup, and the doctor said I was fine, but hinted that it was the man's 'quality' that was the problem. But he didn't dare to admit it or go to the hospital, afraid of losing face. His mother blames me, and all his relatives come to criticize me during holidays, as if I were worse than a murderer. Fortunately, that monk was strong and good at coaxing people, and his temper was much better than his. I just treated it as spending money to enjoy myself."
"Finally," Sister Rong suddenly smiled and said, "it doesn't matter whether the child is his or not, anyway, it's my child."
The last sentence was a classic example of leaving the son behind and abandoning the father; even Shen Zhenzhu had to give her a thumbs up.
"I will keep your affairs confidential, but I would like to ask what distinguishing features that monk has?"
Sister Rong asked, "Does being good at it count?"
Shen Zhenzhu said with a blank face, "I can see it."
Sister Rong was teasing the unmarried girl. After walking a few steps, she said, "Then there's nothing else, except for the rheumatism I told you about last time."
"My sister went to have a baby too." After finishing her meal, Qiaoqiao started to get restless, waving her arms and legs around in the yard. Zhao Qiqi followed behind, looking haggard like a wronged nanny.
Xiao Bai excitedly grabbed her hand and asked, "Where are we going to give birth?"
"I'm going to find a fairy to have my baby!" Qiaoqiao said, skipping around.
Shen Zhenzhu had already guessed that her sisters should be in the temple, and hearing this made her even more certain of it.
After chatting with Sister Rong for a while, her mother-in-law came out of the kitchen with a steaming hot sponge cake and said, "Baby, come here quickly, look how smooth and tender the sponge cake Mom steamed for you is."
Xiao Rong smiled at Chen Zhenzhu and said generously, "You're here, thank you, Mom."
Turning her head, Sister Rong said to Chen Zhenzhu, "Since you've found out all this, I won't attend the Dharma assembly tomorrow. Anyway, they'll have their happy days ahead."
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On the morning of the day of the magical duel.
“This fake monk who disregards ethics and morality and corrupts the pure land of Buddhism must be caught first; we can’t let him get away.” Lu Ye paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back.
Chen Zhenzhu sat on the edge of the bed, pouting as Xiaobai applied lipstick to her lips. To avoid being recognized again, she had already painted her face snow-white.
Zhao Qiqi rushed back from outside, holding a costume from the county theater in her hand, and said, "We couldn't find a suitable costume for the Fairy of Divination, but we found one for the Fairy of He. What do you think?"
A pink gauze dress with flowing ribbons, and a fake lotus flower.
Shen Zhenzhu couldn't imagine what she would look like wearing it.
Xiao Bai comforted Pearl Sister from the side: "I don't think there's a big problem. Whether it's the Fairy of Wonderful Calculation or Fairy He, they are all fairies, and fairies also need to have uniforms."
She tied Shen Zhenzhu's hair into a high bun, and with the costume and makeup, she felt something was missing.
Gu Yanzheng settled the computer overnight, then took out a jade green bracelet and handed it to Chen Zhenzhu: "I got this at the night market yesterday. Try it on."
Xiao Bai took the jade bracelet, looking just like a close nanny who had been by Chen Zhenzhu's side for many years. She glanced at it in the sunlight outside, then squinted and handed it to Chen Zhenzhu: "Hmm, it should be something from the night market."
Looking at the large, lustrous green bracelet, Shen Zhenzhu, blinded by greed, said, "It looks like a piece of green glass, haha."
Gu Yanzheng clutched his heart, walked out the door, leaned against the wall, and felt that the road ahead was long and arduous.
"Xiao Bai, what day are you going to take your leave?" Gu Yanzheng asked, rousing himself and leaning against the doorframe.
The little white, round face smiled slyly: "I asked my dad to help me ask for leave."
Well, this dad can get a year's leave with just one sentence.
Gu Yanzheng clutched his heart and leaned back against the wall.
When Shen Zhenzhu saw Xiaobai smiling so brightly in the mirror, she smiled back and said, "In such a good mood?"
Xiao Bai hummed in agreement, then checked Chen Zhenzhu's attire, stretched her wide sleeves, and said, "That's about right."
The policewoman I met the day before yesterday came over to help take care of Qiaoqiao. When she saw Chen Zhenzhu dressed like this, she nodded and said, "Even if I knew it was you, I wouldn't recognize you."
Shen Zhenzhu was very satisfied with this, and walked out of the well in the courtyard with a happy smile on her red lips.
The rain continued, and the well was about to overflow, making the stench inside even stronger.
Looking at the dark sky outside, Shen Zhenzhu recited the scriptures while hoping that it wouldn't actually rain, otherwise the makeup of the Fairy of Divination would be washed away by the rain.
"I've arranged for a few people; you'll need to assess their situations later. Also, you can ask some people with local accents to do the assessments." Gu Yanzheng instructed as he drove, "We don't have information on people from other provinces yet, so don't ask them to avoid giving yourself away."
"clear."
The Cherokee got stuck in traffic again as it passed the roundabout.
The traffic flowed slowly toward the same direction—Qilin Mountain.
Shen Zhenzhu knew that the Bodhisattva Song Lin had become famous, but she never expected that it would attract so many people to the Dharma assembly.
Thinking of what the old monk said, it seemed that the elusive abbot was going to take advantage of the Dharma assembly to recruit "predestined people" and instigate them to have extramarital affairs and give birth to illegitimate children.
This kind of thing must be stopped.
As they approached the foot of the mountain, they parked the Cherokee in a secluded spot and switched to another vehicle.
After driving for seven or eight minutes, the car could no longer move.
Gu Yanzheng, dressed in plain clothes, looked exactly like the henchman of the "Miraculous Fairy Maiden." He got out of the car aggressively and led a group of people into the room where the fairy maiden had been arranged.
A huge crowd of pilgrims crowded ahead, eager to catch a glimpse of the abbot of Songlin Temple, but he hadn't appeared by noon. The Dharma transmission platform, erected in advance, was empty, with only four or five monks guarding it below.
Since the contest was named as such, there would surely be people coming to debate the scriptures. However, the abbot of Songlin Temple was incredibly efficacious, and no one dared to challenge him on the contest platform opposite.
At the foot of Qilin Mountain, in a wide open space, Buddhist music resounded, its echoes lingering. Pilgrims carrying incense sticks over a meter tall continuously bowed in the direction of the Songlin Bodhisattva Temple at the foot of the mountain.
Everyone eagerly awaited the abbot's arrival; the scene was even more lively than welcoming a major Hong Kong celebrity.
Despite the small size of the temple, the abbot walked through the crowd with his hands clasped together, protected by the monks.
He was handsome and gentle, tall, and his bald head couldn't stop his fans from admiring him. His golden robes still shone with a Buddhist light even on a rainy day.
The abbot walked slowly up to the Dharma transmission platform, where more than a thousand people gathered, all of whom fervently and earnestly shouted "Amitabha" to him.
The abbot's tone when expounding the Dharma was unhurried and gentle, making people feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.
There were many female worshippers in the audience, scrambling to throw money into the "donation" box as if they were fighting to eat Tang Sanzang's flesh.
He seemed to manifest the true form of the Bodhisattva, either offering water or stroking the forehead to bestow blessings, often bringing people to tears.
When the woman holding the baby walked onto the stage, her family was filled with gratitude towards her, and the golden light above her head seemed to shine even brighter.
Following last year's custom, the magic contest was just an opportunity to make money. This year, he will find a few more women he likes here and bring them back to the temple.
He squinted as he chanted, constantly observing which of the generous "donating" pilgrims were the most lavish, and which he could persuade to spread his ideas to other monks, thus contributing to his "cause."
The magical duel, which was originally going very smoothly, had him as the only protagonist from beginning to end. After an hour, he returned to the temple, and the magical duel came to a perfect end. It could be claimed to the outside world that the abbot's Buddhist teachings were so powerful that no one dared to challenge him.
"Hey, there's a duel over there! I see the flag!" Suddenly, a man who had been idly watching from the crowd shouted.
Everyone looked over and, sure enough, on the platform opposite the transmission platform, on the dueling platform, they saw a girl with a calm expression but a beautiful face slowly raising the triangular flag for the dueling.
"May I ask your name?" A few people, unable to squeeze past the abbot, stood below asking, among them a short, stout man who seemed particularly worried.
"Divine Calculation, Wonderful Calculation Fairy!" Shen Zhenzhu stood in the center of the platform, holding a lotus flower, hands on her hips, and shouted, "Wonderful Calculation Fairy has come to challenge me!"
"The Fairy of Miraculous Calculation? That's incredible! She's one of the great immortals of our Five Immortals County. You outsiders wouldn't know this." An old man, engrossed in the magical battle, introduced Chen Zhenzhu.
Unfortunately, their voices were too soft, far less loud than the noise of throwing money into the money box.
Shen Zhenzhu wasn't in a hurry. Gu Yanzheng's accomplices, who had been arranged in advance, were already in place. They went against the grain in the crowded throng and shouted, "Master of Divination, I have something I'd like to ask you to divine!"
"I have long heard of the Fairy Maiden's illustrious name; I beg the Fairy Maiden to guide me through my confusion!"
As soon as Shen Zhenzhu met someone, she prepared the information she had memorized beforehand, including family members, jobs, love life, and so on. The Calculating Fairy was full of confidence.
"Then give me a reading first, let's see if you're accurate." The worried, short, fat man actually cut in line. Ignoring the kitchen lady's obstruction, he rushed to Chen Zhenzhu, grabbed a chair, and said preemptively, "If you can't give me a reading, you won't pay."
"..." Shen Zhenzhu glanced behind her and saw Gu Yanzheng and the staff of various units standing at attention in the small warehouse behind the fighting platform, which was called "Fairy Maiden's Resting Place".
Shen Zhenzhu said, "Then tell me, what do you want to be?"
The short, stout man said, "Don't you need to use a divination tool?"
Shen Zhenzhu reached out and handed him the bamboo divination stick on the table: "Judging from your accent, you're a local, right? What's your name?"
The short, stout man said, "You can't figure it out?"
"You're giving me a free reading and you're still causing trouble?" Chen Zhenzhu's face hardened. "I can tell you're not sincere. Get out of here—"
"Free fortune telling! My name is Sun Xueshe, I'm a local, and my birthday is XX year XX month XX day." The short, stout man drew a fortune stick and handed it to Chen Zhenzhu, saying, "Tell me if you should consider having a second child."
Shen Zhenzhu said, "I'll summon the gods to ask for your guidance."
Sun Xueshe watched as the fairy maiden walked back and forth on the stage with a lotus flower, not noticing that the Kitchen Goddess had written his name down. She then turned and went offstage to hand it to someone else, and his personal information was placed in front of Gu Yanzheng's computer.
In just three minutes, the Kitchen Goddess handed a piece of white paper to the charlatan fortune teller. The fortune teller rolled her eyes, took a sip of water, and then—poof—sprayed it onto the white paper.
Sun Xueshe wanted to go forward to see, but was stopped by the Kitchen Goddess: "Just listen."
Shen Zhenzhu sneered at him.
The document states: Sun Xueshe and his wife are both staff members of the tax bureau. They have one daughter, who is eight years old.
Why have children?
If a civil servant violates the one-child policy and has more children than allowed, both spouses will be laid off.
Sun Xueshe said eagerly, "I just want to know if we can have a second child."
Chen Zhenzhu raised her lotus finger and said, "You were born in 1985 and have a daughter. You can't have a second child."
Sun Xueshe was taken aback and said, "You're right, my daughter was indeed born in 1985, it's amazing! Please ask the fortune teller why I can't have her?"
“I know the answer to this question,” Shen Zhenzhu said seriously. “He’s your nemesis.”
Sun Xueshe was shocked and took several seconds to say, "I... I think so too, but my wife insists on having the child. Oh dear, the fortune teller is right, we can't keep this child."
Sun Xueshe got the answer he wanted and felt relieved. He took out his wallet to put money in the cash box, only to find that there was no cash box.
“Money is an external thing; those who cultivate themselves do not need it,” Chen Zhenzhu said, feigning profundity.
Their commotion attracted some onlookers. Finally, someone was going to fight in the magical duel; everyone was quite curious.
Shen Zhenzhu gritted her teeth as she looked at the shills who were struggling to squeeze through the crowd. She had never expected that one of the shills would actually slip up.
"Can you tell me if my son is mine?" asked a thin older man carrying a bag, who seemed to be from out of town on business.
Shen Zhenzhu was a little unsure, but seeing so many people watching her from below the stage, she asked, "What's your son's name?"
The older man said, "Hey, his and my wife's birth dates are all on here, take a look." He took out a piece of red paper, looking like he really wanted to have his fortune told.
Fu Xiaozhuang, 11 years old. His birth date, weight, and blood type O are all written on red paper.
Xie Wenli, 34 years old. Birth date and time, hobbies, registered residence, blood type AB.
With her beautiful almond-shaped eyes darting around, Chen Zhenzhu called over the Kitchen Goddess and said a few words of blessing, "Please invite the messenger from the Alchemy Chamber over here."
The kitchen maid ran down to the platform, carefully pushed open the door, and called over a nurse from the Second Hospital: "Sister, I need a blood test."
The elder brother saw a fat woman in theatrical costume approaching, and Shen Zhenzhu said to him, "I need to question you with a silver basin, and I need a drop of your blood."
The older man hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind and said, "Okay, go ahead and get it."
Without saying a word, the nurse jabbed the needle into his skin. Before the older man could even cry out, she was already gone.
Shen Zhenzhu, feigning mystery, squeezed a drop into the silver basin and began to babble.
The older brother sensed something was wrong, but couldn't quite put his finger on it.
It's bizarre, and a bit perverted.
The older man's ex-wife rushed over upon hearing the news and angrily shouted from below the stage: "I said it's not yours, so it's not yours! Who do you think you are? You're divorced and you still claim it's your child? Bah!"
Shen Zhenzhu rolled her eyes and stared at the nurse gesturing at her for twenty minutes.
This hospital is a bit slow.
She started rubbing the rim of the silver basin, shouting, "Basin, oh basin, please tell me, is the old man's son his? Basin, oh basin, please tell me..."
After asking her repeatedly for a long time, the older brother and his ex-wife were about to lose their patience. The older brother urged Chen Zhenzhu on stage: "Fairy, can you figure it out or not? I'm really anxious, she's going to come up and hit me."
The older brother's ex-wife was cursing from below the stage: "You shameless bastard! You were the one who cheated on me first. I divorced you and found someone else, so what? Why do you claim our child as yours? You just want the child to support you in your old age now, don't you?"
While rubbing the silver basin, Chen Zhenzhu listened to the gossip. "Tsk tsk tsk, that old man is no good. He was carefree when he was young, and now that he's older, he's coming to find someone to take responsibility."
The kitchen maid ran over and whispered in Chen Zhenzhu's ear, "He also has type AB blood."
The older man, with his back hunched and head bowed, said to the growing crowd of onlookers, "My mother is ninety years old and prays to Buddha and gods every day. She even had someone calculate that it was her grandson, and it must be her grandson."
My goodness! Believing in science is better than believing in gods or Buddhas; AB blood type can't produce type O blood!
"I'm very sorry." The "Miraculous Fortune Teller" splashed some water, washed her hands, and said, "He is indeed not your son."
The eldest sister clapped her hands below and said, "The fortune teller is truly amazing! The child I had the year I got divorced, I already said it wasn't his, but everyone said it was his. I really couldn't explain myself!"
The older man was trembling all over, repeatedly saying, "You weren't lying to me after all, that really wasn't my child! You, what you said was actually true! I, I don't believe it, I need to go find my son for a blood test."
Don't get too caught up in things, my brother.
The "Miraculous Fairy" watched his retreating figure and thought to herself, "Remember to go to the Second Hospital. You don't need to get any more injections; just get the results directly."
The shills in the crowd finally came onto the stage, and Chen Zhenzhu sang along with them, attracting more and more people to have their fortunes told.
She acted erratically on stage, while Gu Yanzheng and the others remained orderly behind her. This frightened more and more people from the audience, who, amidst their cheers, gradually began to challenge the monk.
Everything went smoothly until Chen Zhenzhu picked and chose an auntie on the stage and brought her up: "Amitabha."
Her aunt glared at her and said, "What? You said Amitabha? The Fairy of Divination is a Taoist nun, why would you chant Amitabha?"
His body, which had been contorted in a charade, froze.
This really touched on a blind spot in my knowledge.
Shen Zhenzhu turned to the equally frozen kitchen maid and said, "Tch."
The kitchen lady desperately pulled her aunt off the stage, shouting, "Next!"
Just as she was enthusiastically deceiving people, the crowd below the stage naturally parted to make way for her.
"Amitabha Buddha, I have met the Fairy of Wonderful Calculation."
"Ah...ah, greetings, Abbot." "The Wondrous Calculator Fairy" fell silent as soon as she opened her mouth.
I spent two nights studying and chose the wrong subject, turning Taoism into Buddhism. I'm absolutely heartbroken.
"The Fairy of Divination is truly a master strategist, worthy of our admiration. If you don't mind, how about we go to the temple to discuss some scriptures?"
The abbot arrived at the stage at some unknown time. The senior monk smiled quite kindly, and his eyes subtly swept over the expensive and rare jade bracelet on Shen Zhenzhu's wrist, realizing that a seasoned expert had arrived.
This guy might be even better at bluffing than him.
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Author's Note: Pearl: Hello, hahaha
See you tomorrow, there's a red envelope coming! [Let me see]
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