Chapter 319 I Should Listen to Her First
On the eleventh day of the first lunar month, I received a call from Murong Feng. He asked if the money could be transferred. I said there were many shareholders and no consensus, so there was no need to transfer the money.
He said, "Teacher Wan, how about this? You come over in March, visit Boten once, and stay for a month."
"What are you doing?"
"I can't guarantee anything else, but there's definitely a market for your line of work. Come and check it out."
I thought about it and said, "Okay, I'll report to Mr. Chen and come over if it's okay."
Less than five minutes after hanging up the phone, Murong Feng sent links to several articles, some introducing Boten and some introducing how popular Feng Shui and fortune-telling are in Southeast Asia.
After watching it, I was a little moved.
Year after year, I sit in the rising sun, with no access to experts and the same repetitive work. Should I move around a bit?
Go outside and take a look.
I decided to finish dealing with Mr. Shi’s matter first, and then talk to Mr. Chen about it.
On the 14th day of the first lunar month, Zhang Xiaoxuan called me and said it had been three days and asked if I could give her some time.
I said, "The Lantern Festival is over, I'm busy now."
Her voice was a little hurried, with a lot of earnestness: "Teacher Wan, is the evening of the 16th day of the first lunar month okay?"
"Oh, all right. Come see me in room 1701 of the Rising Sun. It's best to come early. I have a lot of things to do and a lot of guests."
Hunger is the best seasoning, and waiting is the best anticipation. I must change her completely once and for all. Making her wait is one of the prerequisites for change.
On the morning of the 16th day of the first lunar month, when she contacted me again, I agreed to meet her at 7 o'clock in the evening.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Zhang Xiaoxuan arrived as promised.
She walked in, looked around, and asked, "Do you live alone?"
I nodded, asked her to sit down, and then sat opposite her to make tea.
After it was cooked, I poured her a cup and then looked at her with a smile, waiting for her to speak. She didn't want to get straight to the point, but tried to get closer to me:
"This is a business suite. Are you staying here long-term?"
I still smiled and just nodded.
“The pay is really good.”
After saying this, she couldn't find the words.
I didn't say anything, just drank my tea. This is called creating pressure. You have to create a sense of oppression from the very beginning. Make her feel uneasy, and she'll lose her resistance in front of you.
She took a sip of tea and finally got to the point, asking hesitantly, "What's wrong with my legs?"
I said, "Let's not talk about your legs for now. I'm going to ask you a few questions based on your face. If you're right, you're right. If you're wrong, you're wrong. Just answer truthfully."
She nodded.
"You have a mole under your left breast, don't you?"
For me, the distribution of moles is already very familiar, but for her, it was so shocking that she shook her body.
She pursed her lips and nodded.
"You also have a black mole on the back of your neck. That's one of the reasons you wear your hair long so others can't see it. Is that right?"
She was startled and said, "What else?"
I said, "No more."
She said, "That's right. So what's wrong with my legs?"
"Let's not talk about legs. Let me show you my face first."
"Don't calculate the horoscope, you can tell by looking at the face?"
"Yes. I'll just mention a few things related to your leg."
She leaned forward and stared at me.
I said, "You had a difficult life. When you were seventeen, your father had an accident, leaving him either dead or disabled. You left home at eighteen. You are destined to have a noble person to help you."
She was extremely surprised when I insisted that her seventeen-year-old father had an accident.
This sentence stunned her.
I didn't dwell on this matter at all, as if figuring out this kind of thing was very common. I changed the subject and focused on the four words "help from a noble person" to develop my article.
"Help from a noble person is extremely rare in a person's destiny. Many talented people fail to achieve success in their lives because they lack a noble person in their destiny. However, I see something strange in your face."
"strangeness?"
"Yes, this is the first time I've encountered such a situation in the nearly ten years I've been reading fortunes. This noble person wanted to help you prosper, but why do I see a dark and evil aura on your face?"
"What is the evil energy?"
"Is it that the lineage that this noble man helped is now declining, as if it is destined to perish along with the noble man?"
"perish together?"
"Right. I don't understand your situation, I'm just giving you an analogy. Just listen to it. For example, someone helps you. You are very grateful for the help.
In the end, you feel that the help from others is not enough, and you hope that others can help you more and more.
But they've done their best, yet you refuse to let go. So, you start to complain about them, and gratitude turns to resentment, and then to hatred. The energy of this noble help is broken."
I paused here deliberately.
Her face turned red and white, she lowered her head and said nothing, holding the cup with both hands and looking into the cup.
I didn't say anything either, picked up the cup and drank the tea slowly.
"What will happen if it breaks?" She couldn't help but break the silence.
"We'll die together," I said.
"Ah——" she screamed in surprise.
"No need to say 'ah'. Let me explain it to you slowly. You're the only special case I've seen in the past ten years. So, I want to save you.
When I say you have a mole on the back of your neck, I'm actually saying you're incredibly stubborn. You tend to dwell on infinitives. When you demand too much from a benefactor, as we say in our jargon, you'll get resentful in return.
Now, this evil energy is the beginning of retribution. Of course, I am only judging your face and speaking objectively.
As for whether you have had this experience, I don't know. Perhaps I am still inexperienced and may have misjudged you."
She kept rubbing her hands together.
I stopped talking and crossed my arms.
She asked cautiously, "What if there is?"
I said firmly, "The disease starts from the feet. If that's true, then your left leg will be sick. The evil energy will attack from the feet first. Now try to stand up and see if you can."
She was half-believing and half-doubting, and tried to stand up, but her legs were weak. She supported herself with both hands on the handrails, but her legs were still weak. She tried desperately to push up her upper limbs, even to the point of tears, but her legs were still weak.
She looked at me in surprise, tears almost coming out.
I walked over and said, "Let me help you channel this evil energy out."
She looked at me with tears in her eyes.
I patted her leg and said, "Try to stand again."
Oh my God, she actually stood up and walked back and forth several times to verify that there was no problem.
I said, "Medically, this is called paralysis. In our profession, it's considered repaying kindness with ingratitude. Over time, your legs will become damaged."
She was so frightened that her face turned pale. She asked quickly, "Will there be any problems with this leg in the future?"
I said, "If you're willing to tell me the truth about your past, I can help you."
She bit her lower lip, lowered her head, and didn't speak for a long time.
"Don't worry, I've seen no fewer than a hundred people like you, each with their own worries and their own struggles. My ability to navigate the world is based on these six simple principles: in one ear, out the other. Once someone's secrets reach me, they're gone forever, rotting in my belly."
She raised her head, wiped her eyes, and said, "Teacher Wan, your predictions are very accurate. I will also tell you the truth about my past."
Thus, another Zhang Xiaoxuan gradually became clear before me.
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