Jinghai International Airport.
After getting off the taxi, Ling Bingqian held Long Yi's arm, looking like a young couple about to go out for a trip, simple and warm.
Just as the two were about to enter the terminal hall, more than ten Land Cruisers drove up behind them at high speed, and the brake pads and tires made extremely harsh noises.
If Long Yi had not pulled Ling Bingqian forward, the SUV in the lead would have hit Ling Bingqian.
The onlookers complained about the reckless off-road vehicle.
"This is clearly a crosswalk. Do these people know how to drive?"
"That is, if I park my car in the parking lot and walk a few more steps, will I die?"
"Stop talking! Look at the license plate of the car in front of us. It has four 8s at the end. We can't afford to offend."
The vehicles were parked arrogantly in front of the entrance to the terminal hall, and a middle-aged man in his forties got out of the extended Lincoln car in the lead.
The middle-aged man was wearing a long gray Taoist robe and had his hair tied up in a bun at the back of his head. He looked exactly like the Taoist priest in Lin Zhengying's ghost-hunting movies.
After the middle-aged Taoist priest got off the car, he was surrounded by several dignitaries who had been waiting at the airport gate.
"Master Ye, my financial luck has been blocked recently. Could you give me some guidance?"
"Master Ye, my daughter has been very ill these past few days, and the doctors are at their wits' end. That's why I dared to come and see you."
"Master Ye..."
The middle-aged Taoist frowned impatiently and said arrogantly:
"I'm in a hurry to go to the capital now and don't have time to listen to your complaints. Please pay the consultation fee according to the procedures, and I will arrange your schedule."
Afterwards, more than a dozen bodyguards in black suits rudely pushed away all the people blocking the middle-aged Taoist priest and escorted the middle-aged man into the VIP channel.
Long Yi frowned slightly. Although he was unhappy with such arrogant and pretentious people, as long as they didn't provoke him, he didn't bother to care about it.
Ling Bingqian stamped her foot and said angrily, "This guy is too good at pretending. He's just a half-baked person who's just pretending to be powerful. He's still flaunting himself all day long."
Long Yi asked curiously, "Bingqian, so you know his identity?"
Ling Bingqian said, "Have you heard of Liu Shenji from Jinghai City? He's the one known for his incredible foresight and his ability to plan everything for himself."
"Never heard of it." Long Yi shook his head. He was not interested in this kind of trickery at all. When it comes to fortune-telling, who can compare to the old man in Taohua Village?
After passing security, Ling Bingqian put her arm around Long Yi and said, "I'll tell you everything slowly."
“Although Jinghai City and Beijing are only two provinces apart, the two provincial capitals have very different focuses.
More than a decade ago, Jinghai City attached great importance to economic development and neglected the development of martial arts and magic. Therefore, after the economic development in recent years, it has attached great importance to martial arts and magic.
Jinghai City's Liu Shenji took advantage of the wave of development and opportunities to put himself on the cusp of the trend and transformed himself into Jinghai City's divine fortune teller."
"So that's how it is." Long Yi nodded. "Then that person who was so impressive just now must be Liu Shenji. Why does he look like a good-for-nothing with no real talent?"
Ling Bingqian shook her head, "If it was Liu Shenji, there would be more than just this kind of ceremony. The Taoist priest just now should be his disciple.
Anyway, Liu Shenji has rarely taken action himself these years. It's basically his disciples who do it for him, but their appearance fees are at least a million each time."
Long Yi secretly clicked his tongue. This upper class society is really stupid and rich. It would be strange if it worked to spend millions to find such a low-class person for himself.
The two of them had already boarded the plane while talking. Long Yi booked a first-class cabin. After all, he was a wealthy man now, so he had to enjoy himself.
When Long Yi took his seat according to the seat number on his phone, he was shocked to find that the pretentious middle-aged Taoist priest was sitting diagonally in front of him.
At this time, he took off his heavy cloth shoes and lifted his feet high. The white cloth wrapped around his feet had turned yellow, and the entire first-class cabin was filled with smoke because of him.
Liu Shenji's real name is Liu Tiangong, and some fanatical admirers even respectfully call him Liu Banxian. The entire upper class of Jinghai City considers it a great honor to be able to invite him.
As the saying goes, when one person succeeds, his family and friends will all prosper. The middle-aged man on the plane was his favorite disciple, so some dignitaries had to respectfully call him Master Wang when they saw him.
Wang Jinpeng was leaning comfortably on the chair at this time, completely unaware that his feet were like a jar of pickled cabbage.
The people around were about to make trouble, but when they saw that the only person in the cabin who took off his shoes was Wang Jinpeng, they immediately shut up and did not dare to show any displeasure on their faces.
Wang Jinpeng originally wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while, but when he glanced at a beautiful figure, he suddenly caught sight of it and was instantly distracted.
The beautiful figure was Ling Bingqian, who had not yet sat down. Although she was wearing casual clothes and no makeup on her face, she was definitely a real beauty, even comparable to the international superstars who were well-dressed.
Wang Jinpeng's eyes were full of burning desire. Although he looked righteous on the outside, he actually had a great desire for wine and women.
Over the years, he had played with countless women under the guise of curing illnesses, saving lives, and praying for blessings and eliminating disasters, but he had never seen a beauty as stunning as Ling Bingqian.
Wang Jinpeng felt like a cat's claws were scratching his heart. At this moment, the seat to his right was still empty. If this woman could sit next to him, it would be a blessing from heaven.
But to his disappointment, Ling Bingqian was actually sitting in the row of seats behind him, talking and laughing with a young man.
Long Yi swept his spiritual sense across Wang Jinpeng's face and saw all the emotions on his face. It was obvious that this crappy master had evil intentions towards Ling Bingqian.
It would be fine if he didn't come to provoke me, but if he took any action, I would definitely expose the hypocritical appearance of this crappy master.
At this time, a burly man with a full beard walked straight to the seat on Wang Jinpeng's right and sat down.
Wang Jinpeng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. He didn't wait for a beauty like Ling Bingqian, at least an ordinary beauty would be fine sitting next to him. Having a burly man sitting next to him was really a disappointment.
Soon, the plane took off on time, glided for a distance on the runway and then flew into the sky.
Wang Jinpeng sat in his seat with evil intentions still in his mind, his mind full of Ling Bingqian's beautiful face and figure.
"Sir, are you Master Wang from Jinghai City?" a good-looking flight attendant asked cautiously.
Wang Jinpeng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said seriously, "Yes, I am Wang Tianshi. What can I do for you?"
The stewardess half-knelt on the ground and said excitedly, "Master Wang, I've heard from others that you are a master of magic and prediction. Could you please tell me a fortune today?"
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