With enough money, the Taoist priest didn't waste any more words and started to calculate for the old man immediately.
"Old man, give me your and your son's birth dates."
The Taoist priest spoke.
The old man immediately gave him his son's birth date.
Qingli looked at his movements and the compass, and it turned out to be a complete lie.
Just know that he calculated it accurately.
With the birth data, Qingli calculated the old man's fortune herself, and then waited for the Taoist's answer.
After a while, the Taoist stroked his beard and said in a profound tone, "Old man, I'm afraid you and your son will never see each other again. He is not dead, but you have to wait. You have a lot of time left. Wait for him."
As soon as the Taoist said this, the old man staggered, full of disappointment.
"Really? Have you seen me?"
The old man's voice was very sad, as if he had lost all his strength in an instant, and his condition seemed to be even worse.
The Taoist priest had no expression on his face and nodded calmly, "Well, I've met you. I've finished my divination. Please go back, old man!"
As he spoke, the Taoist looked at Qingli and said, "Young lady, judging from your face, you have recently suffered a bloody disaster. Do you need help?"
Qingli sneered when she heard what he said.
"Really? Taoist priest, you can also tell fortunes. From your face, you will also have a bloody disaster!"
The Taoist priest smiled helplessly, obviously thinking that Qingli was just throwing a tantrum because of the bloody disaster he mentioned.
His tone was still gentle. "Girl, what you said is true. You can ask around. Within this area of 100 miles, your divinations have never been wrong. You have been setting up a stall here for a day or two."
The old lady was about to leave in a daze, but Qingli stopped her and said, "Grandma, don't leave yet. This Taoist priest predicted accurately that you and your son will meet, and you will meet very soon."
The old man didn't believe Qingli's words. He just thought she was comforting him and still looked distraught.
When the Taoist heard her words, he couldn't help but sneer.
Such a yellow-haired girl dares to say that she can tell fortunes. She really overestimates her own abilities.
"Look at you, a nice girl, how could you lie to others?"
The Taoist priest looked at Qingli with disdain and spoke.
Qingli sneered, "This Taoist priest, are you really from Jiuli Temple?"
The Taoist's eyes flashed with a hint of emptiness, and then he raised his voice and said, "Of course he is from Jiuli Temple. What do you mean?"
Qingli laughed softly, "I thought the people of Jiuli Temple were so powerful, but it turns out they are just frauds like you."
Hearing this, the Taoist priest immediately asked fiercely: "What do you mean?"
Qingli chuckled, "It's nothing special. I just kept hearing about how powerful Jiuli Temple is, but when I saw it today, I found out it was all a scam."
Qingli kept provoking him, and even though the Taoist priest had been willing to tolerate her because of her beauty, he lost his patience now.
"You said you were a liar, fine! Why don't you show me the proof? If you can prove it, then you can go with me, and your life will belong to me from now on. If you can prove it, I will kneel down and apologize to you."
The Taoist priest wanted to let her go, as he had never seen such a unique beauty before.
Qingli heard this and nodded slowly, "Okay, let's see who of you two is more accurate. You said that the old lady would meet her son, but you were wrong. The old lady will be reunited with her son soon. You also calculated that the old lady's son is now very rich, and the old lady can not only see her son, but also her grandson."
The Taoist priest laughed loudly upon hearing this, his eyes full of sarcasm, "You are a pretty girl, but why do you love to talk nonsense! If what you said is true, I will not only kneel down to apologize to you, but also call you aunt, and follow your lead from now on."
The Taoist said it with absolute certainty and full of confidence.
Qingli smiled, "Okay, then it's settled."
When the old man heard Qingli's words, hope ignited in him.
"Thank you, girl. Even if it's fake, I feel happy when you say that."
The old woman was about to leave, but Qingli stopped her and said, "Grandma, please wait a little longer. There will be a surprise later!"
The old man didn't understand why, but thinking of Qingli's help just now, he still sat down.
The Taoist frowned, "Girl, are you trying to prove that you are a liar? Are you going to prove it just by sitting here?"
Qingli said calmly: "Don't worry, it will be soon, just wait a little longer."
The Taoist priest saw her like this and couldn't help but laugh at her, "What are you waiting for? Waiting for this old lady's son to come?"
After saying this, the Taoist priest burst into laughter.
People around were also talking about it. The Taoist priest's name was quite famous around here, and everyone still believed him.
Some people began to persuade Qingli that she was still angry with this man. This Taoist priest did ask for more money, but his calculations were always accurate every time. But no one said that his calculations were accurate.
Qingli was a little girl, and everyone was afraid that she would suffer a loss, so they all tried to persuade her in a kind way.
Qingli felt the kindness of everyone and felt very grateful, so she thanked everyone.
"Thank you all, good people will be rewarded, you are all good people, I really can tell fortunes, I was just kidding, everyone please advise me again."
After hearing this, everyone felt that she was even more naive and foolish, and advised her even more forcefully.
The Taoist looked at Qingli triumphantly, waiting for her to follow him.
After a while, a young man outside the crowd pushed through the crowd and shouted anxiously, "Mom, mom, where are you? My son is back, mom."
The man's voice was a little anxious, and his eyes were searching everywhere.
Seeing no one, he randomly pulled someone over and asked, "Excuse me, is Master Zhu's stall here? Why can't I see the stall?"
The man's voice was anxious, his eyes full of worry.
This is the location that the village neighbor just pointed out to him!
The person being asked pointed ahead and said, "It's right here."
Hearing this, the man continued to push through the crowd.
"Let us go, let us go."
The man squeezed in and finally saw the Taoist's stall.
He rushed over and asked, "Are you Master Zhu? Where is your mother? The villagers said that your mother came to you for fortune-telling? Have you seen her?"
Master Zhu just felt puzzled. Today was really unlucky. He met all kinds of weird people.
He waved the man's hand away and said calmly, "There are many people who seek fortune-telling every day. You don't know who you are talking about."
The old man, who was blocked by Qingli's body, felt that the voice was familiar and long-lost.
She reached out her hand excitedly, but touched Qingli's arm.
"Son? Your son?"
The man also heard the old woman's voice and hurriedly shouted, "Mom, mom? Where are you?"
Qingli made way for him, and the man finally saw his old mother.
The old woman had white hair and wrinkles on her face. Her eyes were lifeless and her panicked hands were groping in the air. She was wearing shabby clothes and looked very pitiful.
When the man saw his mother like this, his eyes immediately turned red.
"mother!"
The man yelled, then fell to his knees with red eyes.
The old woman saw it, but couldn't confirm whether it was her son or not. She dared to believe it and spoke with expectation, "Son? Is it really you? Are you...are you dreaming?"
The old man was shaking, his arms stretched forward.
The man walked over on his knees and threw himself into the old man's arms. Tears of guilt and self-blame flowed from his scarlet eyes, and he cried out loud while hugging the old man.
A grown man, at this moment, was crying like a child, sobbing and crawling in front of his mother.
Everyone was shocked!
Just now the Taoist said that mother and daughter would meet, but in the blink of an eye, mother and daughter met each other.
Everyone looked at Qingli. What she said was actually right.
The Taoist priest didn't dare to believe it, frowned, and looked at the scene with some trepidation.
The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly when they met again, and the people around them couldn't help but sympathize with them.
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