Chapter 9: A Big Bet
"Do you want to do this deal? You don't have to pay any price, and I guarantee you will be safe this afternoon." Yun Mo's conditions were extremely tempting.
Qin Mu looked at her face and felt a sharp pain in his teeth. What kind of environment did this child grow up in?!
"Okay," he took a deep breath, not counting on Yunmo in his heart.
On the way to the hospital, he had already video-called the other party. The other party was very emotional and refused to accept the settlement. He threatened to teach the person who neglected his duty a lesson.
"Put your hand out, let me take a look first," Yun Mo said.
Qin Mu was skeptical. Why did he need to look at the palm of his hand to solve the problem? However, he still put the document in his left hand and carefully stretched out his right hand in front of her.
Yun Mo took a quick glance and flicked it in disdain: "Switch to your left hand!"
Qin Mu: ... "Is there any difference?"
Yun Mo was considering how to answer him. If she said too much, he probably wouldn't be able to accept it, so she would keep asking endless questions.
The Book of Changes emphasizes the left hand as innate and the right hand as acquired, the so-called Azure Dragon on the left and White Tiger on the right, a simple distinction between the amount of yang and yin. When observing a person's fortune, men under 30, like Qin Mu, are primarily left-handed, with the right as a secondary consideration.
"You..." Yun Mo pondered, feeling that he might have lost money on this deal.
"You haven't answered me yet. Is there any difference between the left hand and the right hand?" Qin Mu stared at his palms, comparing them endlessly, and didn't pay attention to her tone at all.
Yun Mo twirled a button in her palm and replied unhappily, "You're not married yet, are you? Because your right hand is too murderous!"
Qin Mu: ...What?! What murderous intent?
Qin Mu looked at the expressionless face and the eyes glancing at his thighs, and suddenly he understood.
Does this mean he masturbates with his right hand? Killing sperm? Fuck you!
Qin Mu's face flushed red, and he even unconsciously raised his orchid finger: "You...you...you are so young, who taught you to eat so much!"
"You should first worry about what to do in the afternoon," Yun Mo said.
"Oh? Tell me, what did you figure out?" Qin Mu pulled his chair back and waited for her to make up a story.
"Huagai patterns have appeared on your hands, and the Xun Palace and Li Palace are purple. If no one helps you, there will be a prison disaster within this month." Yun Mo pointed at several places on his palm.
"It's not that serious, is it? It's just a complaint from a patient," Qin Mu obviously didn't believe it.
"Well, in addition to that, there's a dark green aura in the Dui Palace within the palm, the wisdom line is forked, one end pointing below the pinky finger, the other pointing to the Gan Palace, dark clouds surround the five parts of the forehead, and red silk cloths are on the year and longevity. This indicates a severe prison disaster and a heavy sentence."
Qin Mu once again felt the same way as yesterday. He patted Yun Mo earnestly and said, "Girl, if you need money, I can lend it to you, but it's not good to cheat people. Don't continue."
Yun Mo: ... "Give me your paper and pen."
"What for?" Qin Mu took out a piece of paper from the folder and handed her a pen.
Yun Mo looked at him with complicated eyes, found a flat place at the head of the bed, and began to draw talismans.
There are two types of talismans: innate talismans and acquired talismans.
The ritual rules of "Houtian Fu" are quite complicated. In addition to bathing and burning incense, the room where the talisman is drawn must be quiet. Even the cinnabar and yellow paper may affect the effect of the talisman.
The "Innate Talisman" requires a single stroke of strength and is known as "a single stroke of spiritual light is the Talisman, while the world's ink and vermilion are wasted."
Yun Mo is one of the few people who can draw the innate talisman. With her previous level, it is possible for her to draw talismans in the air.
Now...
Now, what appeared before Qin Mu's eyes was that girl, her hands trembling, tightly gripping the tip of her pen, as if struggling against something. As she wrote more, her face grew paler, and beads of sweat the size of beans began to appear densely on her forehead.
Qin Mu wanted to interrupt her and tell her that although she was pretending well, but...
"alright!"
Just when Qin Mu couldn't help but want to speak, Yun Mo wiped the sweat off his face weakly.
"What is this? It looks like a ghost painting."
Yun Mo carefully folded the talisman into a triangle. Her previous speculation was confirmed: mental energy could indeed be converted into spiritual energy, but the efficiency was very low. Just this simplest fortune-bringing talisman had consumed most of her mental energy.
"This is a good luck charm, keep it safe."
It really is a talisman? Qin Mu really didn't know what to say.
Is this the pinnacle of deception? To deceive others, one must first deceive oneself? The girl across from him was so engrossed in the drama, she was already drifting further and further down the path of deception. His skills were limited, and he feared he couldn't pull her back.
"What's the use of this?" Qin Mu was a little overwhelmed, but he still wanted to make one last effort.
Yun Mo met his suspicious eyes and didn't care at all. The deeper her suspicion was now, the more painful it would be to be slapped in the face in the afternoon. Who knows, it might even bring her the first bit of faith.
"Listen carefully. You were supposed to pay 20,000 star coins in compensation for this afternoon's lawsuit. On your way home, your hovercar collided with you, and you were fully responsible, and the other party died. With this result, how long will you be in interstellar prison? I think you know it well, right?"
Qin Mu looked at that expressionless face and couldn't help but shudder, "I almost believed you!"
"I'll make you believe it," Yun Mo said.
"You said 'should have', but there should be a 'but' after it, right?"
"Yes," Yun Mo continued, "with my 'lucky charm', you shouldn't be so unlucky. But you'll definitely have to pay 20,000 star coins, and there will definitely be an accident with the hovercar, but it will be limited to minor scratches."
Qin Mu: ... "I'll be back this afternoon and take you to the interview at the Feiz Restaurant. Stop dreaming and be a good citizen!"
Yun Mo shrugged indifferently.
On the other side, Qin Mu felt more and more that something was wrong. Lan Xing's experience was worthy of sympathy. The girl was still too young, and he couldn't just leave her like that.
Qin Mu couldn't help but click on the "WB" account and posted a message on it.
His WB account has been running for more than ten years. Its name is "Don't make trouble, I have medicine". He likes to forward some medical knowledge and has accumulated quite a number of fans.
Qin Mu posted Yun Mo's assertion on WB.
Immediately, the post became lively.
Big Flower Pants: "What did she say? Fortune telling? If I hadn't seen this term in a museum, I would have thought it was this year's internet buzzword."
The young nurse came to the rescue: "These days, there are all kinds of people."
Thick-skinned: "I believe there are things that science cannot explain, but I don't believe that anyone can use non-scientific methods to assert something non-scientific."
Illiterate: "Her experience is sympathetic, but it is disgusting to use other people's sympathy to deceive them."
Physics PhD: "I agree with the above. Even if she can come up with a whole new electromagnetic theory and deduce possible probabilities through unknown magnetic fields, I am willing to give her some sympathy because of her life experience."
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Subsequent comments were even more varied.
In every era, there are always troublemakers, and there are many people who speak ill of others.
One netizen, nicknamed "The wind blows my butt cold," was even more blunt: "Is there no one to stop this idiot? He's only sixteen and he's already cheating people. What will he be like when he grows up? Don't even call Blue Star Blue Star anymore. It's just a shithole that can't be helped."
Qin Mu went to check the room, and when he came back, the voices on Starnet had become one-sided, with most of them cursing Yun Mo.
He was a little stunned. He just wanted to ask for advice on how to save the fallen girl, but why did the situation change like this?
Qin Mu looked around feeling guilty and wanted to delete the post.
At this time, a person nicknamed "Call Me Dad" made a high-profile statement and @ed all those who made bad remarks.
Calling me dad: "If you don't understand, stop talking nonsense. It's not that metaphysics doesn't exist, it's just that you common people are shallow and can't understand it."
This statement is like stirring up a hornet's nest.
Qin Mu's face almost turned blue, and he hurried to Yun Mo's ward, wanting to persuade her not to arouse public anger and be careful of being exposed.
(End of this chapter)
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