Chapter 416 The Terrifying Castle Owner (76)
Seeing his true ability, Shen Yuan became more serious and picked up two wooden cups.
If you get closer, you can smell a faint fragrance of tea leaves. This wooden cup is also made from tea trees.
Fu Qi stood behind and saw Chen Yuan with his eyes closed, his face full of piety, and the smile on his lips deepened a little.
Chen Yuan shook the wooden cup in his hand and threw it out gently.
The wooden cup turned twice and stopped, and both sides were the reverse.
Chen Yuan was a little nervous, her cherry lips slightly pursed, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her palms.
Fu Qi laughed again, "You are nervous about my lottery, and you are also nervous about your own lottery, are you brave?"
Shen Yuan glared at him unhappily, her cheeks puffed up, "Shut up."
Tsk, quite fierce.
Fu Qi leaned lazily against the tea tree and made a gesture of pulling his mouth chain.
It turns out she's a henpecked womanizer, a loser and a disgrace to men.
The fortune teller withdrew his gaze and began to interpret Chen Yuan's fortune.
"Two opposites, 28 degrees west by south, corresponding to... Lot 65."
The old man found the corresponding stick from the bamboo tube, took it out and placed it flat on the table. He only took a quick glance at it and almost fell off his chair in fright.
With a wave of his arm, he knocked over the pipe, which fell to the ground with a thud.
The fortune teller picked up the pipe with a distressed look on his face, rubbed it in his arms, and kept muttering
"Strange, so strange!"
"What kind of fate is this?"
Chen Yuan pulled the corners of his lips awkwardly and looked up at Fu Qi.
When he met her eyes, Fu Qi's brows softened immediately, and he walked behind her and pressed her shoulders.
"Just tell the truth, we can accept it."
Now he became polite.
The fortune teller snorted and felt a headache looking at the strange fortune in front of him.
This kid's fate is already weird enough, but he didn't expect this girl to be even weirder, it's simply a challenge to his professional ability!
If he was not sure that he had no grudge against these two people, he would have thought that they came to cause trouble on purpose.
"Her fate is somewhat similar to yours. She has no family connections, let alone love. Even her relatives and friends will leave her. She is destined to live a lonely life."
"That's the problem. Her fate is weak, and the color on the fortune stick is gray and black, which is a sign of tuberculosis. Logically, she should be bedridden, suffering from tuberculosis day and night. But I see that the girl has a rosy complexion and a full forehead. She doesn't look like she has tuberculosis at all."
Lying on the sickbed, Fu Qi paused when he heard these four familiar yet unfamiliar words, and it was almost impossible for him to maintain a calm appearance.
tuberculosis?
That probably means lung cancer.
Chen Yuan muttered to himself, this master's calculations are quite accurate.
No wonder she can’t date a handsome guy, it turns out she is destined to be alone.
Later, she met Wangzai and was so lustful that she signed a contract to sell herself. Only then did she have a chance to survive. This can be considered as a change in her fate.
Shen Yuan clapped his hands, his face full of admiration: "Master, your calculations are so accurate."
Fortune teller: “…”
Is this girl mocking him?
Even though he may not have calculated it correctly, he does have the real stuff, right?
Not only can he read her fortune, he can also calculate her marriage with the young man next to her.
"Just wait and see me show you my skills."
He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to get to work.
Chen Yuan looked at his white arms, her eyes lit up: "I see, Master, your hands are so white, what skin care products do you usually use?"
Fortune teller: “….”
He finally understood that this girl was not mocking him, but simply had a problem with her brain circuit.
"I never use skincare products!" he clarified loudly, adding, "I'm naturally beautiful."
"Forget it, forget it. I won't bother with you two young men. Since you've bought two orders, I'll give you a free marriage fortune-telling session. Is that okay?"
Fu Qi's face was gloomy. "No need."
He didn't want to hear the old man say things like they were not destined to be together, not at all.
He grabbed Chen Yuan's wrist and wanted to leave, feeling that he was really asking for trouble, what kind of fate was this?
It’s fine if he’s destined to be alone, but why should his sister, who is so good, be destined to be alone too?
Fu Qi doesn't believe in fate, and he doesn't care no matter how harsh the fortune teller's words are.
There are no relatives and no fate in your life, and your life will be bumpy with few relatives and friends.
No matter how difficult life is, it won't affect him. Could it be that he really believes in fate and lives in depression just because of these unfounded interpretations of the divination sticks?
But when these words fell on Shen Yuan, he couldn't bear it. He was afraid that she would be sad and heartbroken.
The more Fu Qi thought about it, the more he felt that he shouldn't have told this fortune, it was unlucky.
After taking two steps, the person behind him was unwilling to move forward, and his right hand was pulled twice by a force that was neither light nor heavy.
Fu Qi stopped.
"Let's do the math. I'm really curious about what our marriage fortune will look like."
You're destined to be alone, how could anything be worse?
Fu Qi turned around and asked, "Do you really want to settle it?"
Shen Yuan nodded, her voice crisp: "Well, I want to calculate."
Fu Qi nodded helplessly, his expression not looking very good, and let Shen Yuan lead him to sit down.
The old man was delighted when he saw it.
There are henpecked people every year, but this year there are especially many.
"Sit down, hold out your hands. Men on the left, women on the right."
Two hands, one big and one small, were placed on the table. The old man squinted his eyes and observed the lines on the palms.
The book "Qihuang" once said that when two people have a bond and resonance, their palm lines will also undergo subtle changes.
However, it is rare to find someone whose palm lines match perfectly.
"The lines are light and the life line is very short. Both of you are destined to die early."
Fu Qi, Chen Yuan: ....
I really thank him, no need to repeat myself.
"But..." The old man changed the subject, drawing the two's gaze, "The marriage lines on your palms are particularly compatible."
"What does it mean? Is this a good omen or a bad omen?"
The old man stroked his beard and said, "Of course it's a good omen. You and this kid have been destined to be together for several lifetimes. It's interesting that two people who are destined to be alone come together."
Fu Qi's eyes flickered slightly, and he moved closer to Chen Yuan and asked, "A marriage that spans several lifetimes?"
He knew that he and his sister were a perfect match, it had been proven.
"Yes, the palm lines on you and this girl are sharp and divergent. Although your fate is bumpy, you can turn misfortune into good fortune and reap happiness."
These words touched Fu Qi's heart directly.
He kissed Shen Yuan on the face, his eyes sparkling: "Sister, did you hear that? We are destined to be together."
Tsk!
It's unbearable to see a grown man being so clingy to his wife!
The fortune teller wanted to spit a few more words, but the phone in his tattered bag vibrated twice and displayed a few big words - Kiss my dear wife.
He felt as if he was facing a great enemy. He made a hushing gesture to signal the two of them not to speak, and picked up the phone tremblingly.
"Where the hell have you been? Don't even think about going to bed tonight if you don't come back! I spoiled you!"
"Honey, I'm doing some fortune-telling. I met four unlucky customers today. I made 80 yuan. I'll buy you a small cake."
-
Babaduoduo - Sichuan dialect, describing a man who is easily influenced by others and afraid of his wife.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
