Just when everyone was immersed in the sad mood of the reunion of mother and son, the Taoist priest spoke.
"Heh! Where did you find this liar? Are you guys in the same group?"
"This old man's son has been away for many years. How can he come back just like that? Girl, you are trying to ruin my reputation here. Can you have a relationship with me?"
The Taoist priest believed that such a little girl could tell fortunes and could let her destroy the reputation she had accumulated with great effort.
He had worked as a handyman in Jiuli Temple for so many years and had secretly learned some basics. He knew that only someone who was really good at fortune-telling would be like Qingli.
It takes at least ten or twenty years to learn real skills. The disciples in the Taoist temple have been learning for more than ten years and are still not masters.
If she really figured it out, then her ability is really low.
But at such an age, it was impossible for her to learn such a powerful skill, so he concluded that Qingli was a liar.
It was he who figured it out. How could Qingli team up with so many people to deceive him?
But then I thought about it again, it made sense, maybe this woman saw that she was making money, so she wanted to take it away from him, so she asked someone to act with her, to ruin his reputation and enhance her own reputation.
In this way, Keyou can earn this love money on his behalf.
The Taoist priest knew this routine, because he himself paid people to act in the play, which made him famous today.
Qingli looked at his angry expression and found it a little funny. "Master Taoist, are you afraid that you are talking in your sleep? How idle do I have to team up with so many people to deceive you? Do you have some kind of paranoia?"
The Taoist sneered, "Humph! Who knows what you are thinking? I think you are a real liar. Don't quibble. You lose. From now on, your life belongs to me."
Taoist priest Li no longer had any good feelings towards Qingli, and was only left with anger. Li thought that he would teach her a lesson later.
Before Qingli could say anything, several people around her started talking.
"Master Zhu, you misunderstood. This is really Aunt Qiao's son. We are from the same village. I know him."
"Yes, Master Zhu, Aunt Qiao's son is named Qiao Ming. We are from the same village. I would never make a mistake. This is indeed Qiao Ming."
Someone helped explain: "Brother Qiao came back to look for Aunt Qiao, but he didn't find her, so we brought him to the city. Aunt Liu next door said that Aunt Qiao came to the city and wanted to ask Master Zhu to see if Brother Qiao could come back. As a result, not long after Aunt Qiao left, Brother Qiao came back with his wife and son."
"Aunt Qiao, you are blessed. Brother Qiao is now very rich and has a wife and children. They came back in a carriage with servants! You will be able to enjoy happiness in the future, Aunt Qiao."
The villagers from the same village couldn't help but speak with envy.
Hearing this, the people couldn't help but get excited.
"Oh my god, this is exactly what this girl said. The girl just said that the old man can not only see his son, but also his grandson, and will live a rich life in the future. This is really the same, it's amazing!"
"Yes! Yes! This is exactly what Master Zhu said. The only thing Master Zhu said right was that this lady's son is not dead. He was wrong about everything else."
Everyone became excited.
Those who trusted Master Zhu raised doubts. After all, Master Zhu had made accurate predictions in the past.
The Taoist's face turned cold at the discussion of the crowd, and he could not wait to shout angrily.
"Nonsense! If she can calculate so accurately, I'd be willing to kneel down and eat shit. They are all pretending to be ghosts and are working together to deceive people. You have to believe it."
No matter how much the Taoist believed it, he still felt that he was deceived.
After crying, Qiao Ming sorted out his feelings, understood what happened, and thanked Qingli solemnly.
"Thank you, young lady! Thank you! This is the five taels you just gave my mother. I will give you fifty taels. Please don't refuse."
Qiao Ming took out the silver and handed it to Qingli.
Qingli smiled and did not refuse. After taking the silver, she said, "My uncle, you have been displaced in the first half of your life, but you are stable and wealthy in the second half, with many children and grandchildren. You are a blessed person."
Qiao Ming smiled happily after hearing these words, "Thank you, thank you for your kind words, young lady."
Qingli continued, "I'll take this fifty taels for free. I'll tell you another fortune. You came back to pick up your mother. I suggest you take the land route instead of the water route. If you listen to me, your mother will live a few more years. If you insist on taking the water route, your mother will be buried in the water."
Qingli's words just now sounded nice, but what she said now was not good at all.
Qiao Ming was a little angry and was about to speak, but was stopped by his mother.
"Son! This girl is really good at calculating. She is the real master. We should listen to her."
The old man really believed in Qingli at this time, and what Qingli said was so accurate.
Qiao Ming heard this and could only agree, "Okay, Mom, I'll listen to you."
The Taoist priest was so used to seeing green pears that he actually started to tell people's fortunes.
"You actually believe that a young girl like this can tell fortunes! How foolish!"
Qiao Ming was anxious to take his mother away, as he wanted to stay here. After thanking his mother, he took her away.
As he walked, he said, "Mom, I got married outside and now have a child, who is just three months old. If it were my wife who was pregnant, I would have come back a long time ago. This pregnancy and childbirth delayed me a lot of time. After the child was born, it was too young and it was not suitable for me to travel far away, so I waited until the child was three months old before coming back. Mom, it was my son's filial piety that made you wait for so long."
The old woman's joyful voice came, sounding full of energy, "This is a great thing. You have a wife and children, and now I can see you again. Mother will die without regrets."
"Let's hurry up. I want to see my grandson."
The voices of the mother and son gradually faded away, but everyone could hear their conversation.
The protagonist left, and everyone's eyes fell on the Taoist priest Qingli.
The Taoist frowned and said in a cold voice: "Your partner has left, and you are still staying here. Are you planning to leave with me? You should know what's best for you."
As he spoke, the Taoist packed up his things and prepared to take Qingli away.
Some people began to defend Qingli, thinking that Qingli's calculations were correct and the Taoist priest was wrong, so the Taoist priest should be the one to apologize. Why should Qingli go with him?
The crowd of onlookers began to attack the Taoist priest.
Qingli glanced at the Taoist priest who had surrendered, and said calmly, "Fraudulent Taoist priest, you are an orphan, right? You have been displaced since childhood, and were taken in when you were ten years old. After ten years of peaceful life, you started wandering around again. But you spent the past ten years wandering around cheating people, while I was begging like I did when I was a child. Am I right?"
The Taoist priest stopped collecting his things and looked at Qingli in disbelief.
"You! Who are you?"
The Taoist suddenly felt uneasy, and he understood how she knew that.
Qingli continued, "I can also calculate that when you were ten years old, you broke your leg once, when you were twenty-three, you broke your hand once, and when you were thirty years old, which is this year, you were severely injured and almost survived. Am I right?"
This time, the Taoist priest was really scared. He was in a panic and could no longer deceive himself by saying that Qingli could tell fortunes.
"You! Can you really tell fortunes?"
He couldn't help asking, looking nervous.
After all these years of cheating, he had never met a real fortune teller.
Those people from Jiuli Temple, who were proud of their status, were unwilling to set up stalls and would think this was a shameful act, so he set up fortune-telling stalls everywhere with peace of mind. Because he often changed places, he never met anyone from Jiuli Temple.
But he only now realized that besides the people in Jiuli Temple, there were actually people who could tell fortunes, and their fortunes were so accurate.
He really started to panic.
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