Zhou Tianren was struck dumb upon hearing this and remained stunned for a long time.
His wife on the other end of the phone kept calling his name. Zhou Tianren finally realized what was happening, abandoned his fortune-telling stall, and ran away.
The people around were completely stunned.
Zhou Tianren was a famous fortune teller in the area, knowledgeable in astronomy and geography, and the old ladies and gentlemen around him trusted him greatly.
Zhou Tianren never expected that his son would get into trouble.
Wen Li's fame spread instantly. Her fortune telling was cheaper than Zhou Tianren's. There was no shortage of wealthy people in City A. A few hundred yuan was nothing to an elderly person with tens of thousands of yuan in retirement pension.
Soon, Wenli received several orders.
Most of the time, people ask about marriage prospects, future prospects, or safety.
In just one morning, Wen Li earned nearly 10,000 yuan.
Although the money wasn't much, it was much faster than the money earned from manual labor, and this sustainable income made Wenli feel very secure.
It was almost noon, and everyone was heading home. There wouldn't be any business if they stayed any longer, so Wen Li simply packed up the tables and chairs and prepared to pull her cart home.
Just as I was finishing packing my things, someone suddenly called out to me.
"Wenli?"
The person who came was a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing a pure white cotton short-sleeved shirt underneath a thin blue-black plaid shirt. When the boy saw Wen Li, he looked very surprised: "Are you setting up a stall in the park?"
After saying that, the boy glanced at the cloth that Wen Li hadn't finished putting away yet, and saw the words "Fortune telling and face reading are free if they are inaccurate" written on it.
"You can tell fortunes?" the boy exclaimed in surprise again.
Wen Li looked at the young man in front of her. He seemed somewhat familiar, but she couldn't quite place him. So she nodded and said, "Do you want your fortune told? A regular fortune telling costs 800 yuan. Additional fortune telling will cost extra depending on the difficulty."
The boy paused for a moment, noticing that Wen Li seemed somewhat unfamiliar with him: "You don't recognize me?"
Wen Li nodded honestly: "I feel like we've met before."
"My name is Meng Yubai, and I'm the sports representative of Class 1, Grade 12." Meng Yubai was quite familiar with Wen Li, and before Wen Li could even speak, he had already found an excuse for him: "It's normal that you don't remember me. You just transferred schools, and our seats are quite far apart. It's enough that we know each other now."
Wen Li thought back and realized that there was indeed a sports committee member in the class named Meng Yubai.
At this moment, Meng Yubai faintly carried residual murderous aura, which was not noticeable unless one looked closely.
Wen Li asked, "Do you want your fortune told?"
Meng Yubai glanced at Wen Li's signboard and hesitated.
“I’m very accurate at fortune telling,” Wen Li said. “I predicted someone would die just two hours ago.”
"Huh?" Meng Yubai was extremely surprised and asked subconsciously, "Really dead?"
"Hmm." Wen Li nodded slightly, her soft voice sounding quite serious: "Just tell me if my calculations are accurate or not."
Meng Yubai: ...
After much hesitation, Meng Yubai finally spoke.
“I heard there’s a master named Zhou in this park. I originally wanted to ask him to tell me if I had encountered a ghost.”
Wen Li gestured for the other person to continue, "Just tell me, I've predicted that Master Zhou's son is dead, and he probably won't be appearing in the park anymore."
Meng Yubai was startled. There was no one around now. Wen Li's words sent a chill down his spine, but after thinking it over, he still chose to believe Wen Li and told her everything that had happened to him.
“In the past few weeks, I often saw my mom smiling at the mirror when I came home, but she would act normal again when I called her, until last night…”
At this point, Meng Yubai still felt a little scared: "Last night I saw my mother smiling at herself in the mirror again, but the face that appeared in the mirror was not my mother's."
Upon hearing this, Wen Li suddenly became interested and asked, "Did you see what it looked like?"
Meng Yubai first nodded, then shook his head.
"I... I don't know. I should have seen it clearly, but what appeared in my mind was a faceless face. I was startled last night. My mother heard the sound and asked me what happened. She didn't seem to know why she went to the mirror."
"I thought it was just a hallucination from studying too hard, but last night I almost got strangled to death by a ghost!"
After saying that, Meng Yubai tugged at the clothes around his neck, and Wen Li immediately saw that Meng Yubai's neck was covered with purplish-blue scratches, and the murderous aura on his neck was even more severe.
Wen Li leaned closer for a couple of glances, and Meng Yubai felt her breath on his neck, his ears turning bright red.
“It was definitely caused by a ghost,” Wen Li confirmed. “There’s probably a powerful ghost in your house.”
Meng Yubai turned pale with fright and stammered, "Then... what should we do? Is my mom alright?"
Wen Li shook her head: "Judging from the evil aura on you, this vengeful ghost is very likely trying to possess your body. However, the method of possession is against the will of Heaven. Even if it kills your mother in the end, it will not succeed. Right now, its true form may be relying on the mirror. It can only control your mother briefly at night."
"Is there a solution?" Meng Yubai asked anxiously. "I have money. You can have as much money as you want."
After saying that, Meng Yubai suddenly remembered that Wen Li was not short of money at all. He looked at Wen Li and didn't know what to do for a moment.
"You alerted the vengeful spirit today; it probably won't be out for a while. I'll come to your house next week to take a look, and then we'll discuss the price."
"Can't we go today?" Meng Yubai scratched his head, really wanting Wen Li to go see her right now.
“No.” Wen Li explained, “Vicious ghosts are different from ordinary ghosts. They are intelligent too. They know that you went out to find someone to subdue her, so she is very likely hiding somewhere else.”
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