Bright!

Gan glanced at the reimbursement form in Xu Le's hand:

"Why do we need to apply for so much moonstone powder? We don't have alchemists, so we can't use it up."

"You must apply for something as valuable as moonstone powder. Does Teacher Gan think that other teams without alchemists will not apply?"

"This... is absurd, so what's going on with this mind-neutralizing potion?

We have two Red Moon Warlocks in our team. Apart from other aspects, their mental control has always been very stable.

Why do you need so many anima neutralizers? This stuff has side effects. "

"I don't drink it myself. What side effects it has are none of my business."

Xu Le curled his lips, Teacher Gan was still too upright.

Gan took a few deep breaths and looked at Bai Jing again.

Before Xu Lelai, although the team's reimbursement was very... but not like this.

"Forget it, you can do it, but these are the team's things, so I won't interfere.

But Xu Le, you must remember not to be greedy for ill-gotten gains. "

Gan was serious, and Xu Le also understood the meaning of his words.

"With everything you gain, you have to lose something. I know that, Teacher Gan."

After Gan left, Bai Jing breathed a sigh of relief:

"This guy Gan is too rigid."

Xu Le looked at Gan's leaving figure and said:

"It's not rigidity, it should be a reverence for fate."

"You warlocks know how to talk. What are you talking about? You understand, right? Come on and work for me."

"Okay." Xu Le silently made false accounts.

Half an hour later, Bai Jing looked at the bill and nodded with satisfaction.

"Xu Le, later you sell Duoling's Anima Neutralizer and give it to Zhou Zimo."

"Zhou Zimo? Has he...retired?"

When Zhou Zimo was mentioned, the previous warm atmosphere of greed for money dimmed a lot. Bai Jing shook her head:

"He is still in the hospital, and it is too early to say whether he will retire.

However, even if he is equipped with prosthetic limbs, his mobility will not be restored to the past, and his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, so. "

Bai Jing didn't finish her words, but Xu Le already understood what she meant.

"I see."

"Zhou Zimo's temperament is not bad. In other words, he may not want the money..."

"I know, I'll make things easier later on."

The conversation between the two was interrupted by a knock on the door, and Bai Jing also stopped the topic.

No matter what her purpose is, for the Lighthouse as a whole, this approach is always seeking power for personal gain.

"Please come in."

"Report to the captain, there is an old man asking to see Mr. Xu Le."

"Looking for me? Who is it?" Xu Le was a little surprised.

"Yes, an old man over 60 years old, dressed very formally, also gave me a red envelope, very generous, 10 yuan."

The guard didn't dare to hide the fact that he took the red envelope because more than one person saw it.

Bai Jing nodded to him:

"Okay, just keep the red envelope yourself, Xu Le, go over and take a look."

"good."

Xu Le nodded. He already had some hunch about the identity of this 60-year-old man, but he couldn't confirm it yet.

"Did the fish take the bait? It seems to be a big fish."

Gan's exchange with him yesterday gave Xu Le a great inspiration.

Red Moon Warlock really shouldn't take ill-gotten gains, otherwise, Gu Yinduo's fate will backfire.

Xu Le didn't know what this so-called backlash of fate was. When he asked Gan, Gan didn't know much either.

It's probably bad luck, bad luck, a very vague concept.

But Gan also said that if you gain something, you must lose something, and you can still get the wealth gained from righteousness.

Divination itself appears because of people.

So we should also serve people.

So here’s the question, making some money through divination is something that many people do.

Many people have seen things like 10 yuan under an overpass, fortune tellers at intersections, and wandering Feng Shui masters.

Getting people to trust you and be willing to pay for you is a very particular issue.

You can't just say to someone when you see him, "Brother, I see your eyebrows are black, and there will be a bloody disaster within three days, right?"

That definitely won't work.

Where do customers come from?

Xu Le thought for a long time before deciding that he needed to show off his abilities in a relatively wealthy, well-connected, and relatively obscure place.

Make some people aware of their abilities and value, and customers will naturally follow.

As for possible threats, he wasn't too worried.

What is his identity? He is a serious night watchman, Red Moon Warlock.

If someone dared to touch the night watchman at the lighthouse, it would be like touching a rabbit in the sky. He must not want to live anymore.

The night watchman is the face of the lighthouse. Neither the lighthouse parliamentary government nor the night watchman system itself is allowed to challenge the authority of the lighthouse.

The higher-ups won't care if the night watchmen fight in their own dens, that's an internal issue.

But if they were outsiders, they would probably know what the iron fist of justice was.

Xu Le tidied his clothes a little, walked out of the room, and came to the lobby of the Night Watch branch.

An old man in uniform was standing there.

There were many chairs in the hall, but he did not sit on them and waited humbly.

Seeing Xu Le appear, the old man was not overly enthusiastic, but he still extended his hand very politely.

"Hello, Mr. Xu Le, we meet again."

The old man was the same old man carrying the luggage yesterday, but now he had changed his clothes. When Xu Le saw him, he was also slightly startled.

He had thought that he might be subject to some investigations and temptations.

But what he didn't expect was that the temptation had already begun as soon as he walked out of the door of the dark alley.

Xu Le was not angry. As a fortune teller, he should maintain his demeanor and posture.

"Yesterday's kind of testing was not an authentic approach."

The old man actually lowered his head at this time and apologized to Xu Le:

"It is precisely because of my offense yesterday that I came here to apologize today."

The old man took out a red envelope. Xu Le looked at the red envelope but did not accept it.

"I know your purpose, divination."

"Yes, Mr. Xu Le, I come with sincerity."

"Come with me first."

Seeing that Xu Le didn't take the red envelope, the old man hesitated, but he couldn't tell what Xu Le was thinking now.

Xu Le brought the old man to an interrogation room.

Telling fortunes in an interrogation room may sound strange, but there is nothing you can do about it.

As a member of the Night Watch, Xu Le does not yet have his own office.

There are only members in the office, Bai Jing and Gan.

The old man also saw that this was an interrogation room. He didn't know whether it was because of his inner resistance or because he was worried about his past. He asked awkwardly:

"Mr. Xu Le, do we want to conduct divination in the interrogation room?"

"Yes, I am a new member of the Night Watch. I am only 20 years old. I just joined not long ago, so I don't have my own office.

It's nice here, at least it's quiet, right? "

Xu Le had already activated the ethereal state, and the calmness and calmness in his eyes infected the old man. He nodded:

"Yeah, at least it's quiet here."

"Okay, tell me your name first."

The old man hesitated for a moment, but still told Xu Le his real name:

"My name is Zhou Tianming, my age is 62, and my birthday is..."

"No, I'm not a fortune teller. I don't look at those things, and I don't need them."

"Oh, okay." Zhou Tianming rubbed his hands awkwardly.

At a certain moment, he also doubted whether Xu Le was really capable of divination, but Xu Le's indifference from beginning to end, as well as what he said when he was caught in the rain yesterday, deeply moved him.

Seeing the old man's low posture, Xu Le felt a little strange.

62 years old, although old, is actually not particularly old.

But the old man in front of him didn't look like he was 62 years old.

Although his body was upright, his slightly trembling steps and fingers indicated that his body was weak.

disease?

Xu Le took out the Guyinduo cards from his arms, shuffled them casually, and placed them in front of the old man.

"Draw a card."

"good."

Zhou Tianming drew a card. On the surface of the card was a gorgeous woman, but its lower body was like a spider.

[Black Card-Spider]

Positive: illness, struggle, torture

Reverse: cocoon

Xu Le took the card and glanced at the old man. Without asking anything, was there an omen?

"What do you want to know?"

Zhou Tianming pondered for a moment. At this moment, he seemed to have regained his former magnanimity and demeanor, and said lightly:

"I want to know, how long can I live?"

Xu Le nodded, drew a drop of Gu Yin Duo's spiritual energy and put it on the card.

The thread of fate suddenly appeared.

At the same time, in Guyin Multiview, Zhou Tianming's appearance has turned into a complete combination of pixels.

There are many dark places, including the ankles, right arm, and occasional black spots on the head.

But these are not the most serious. The most serious places are the stomach and kidneys.

Both places were completely dark.

Xu Le didn't hesitate and put his finger on the thread of his fate.

But I found that the display of fate was incomplete.

"Draw another one."

"good."

[Black Card-Puppet]

Xu Le frowned slightly as he looked at the second card. Zhou Tianming's situation was really complicated!

"Draw another one."

"Still smoking?"

"smoke."

The old man drew a third card.

[Black Card-Black Sheep Girl]

Xu Le was a little depressed. None of the three cards of the old man had a positive meaning.

What kind of life has this guy experienced?

But after drawing three cards, the thread of his fate was finally complete, and Xu Le finally saw the picture.

[Zhou Tianming in the world of destiny is sitting on a Taishi chair. He keeps scanning the three people around him, with suspicion in his eyes, but with the softness common to the elderly. 】

[A young woman kneeling down is handing him tea. The tea releases strong energy, and she brings the poison! 】

[Then there was the lady sitting on the side, telling Zhou Tianming to eat, but the food was also faintly black, she had brought the disease. 】

[A man stood behind Zhou Tianming. He was about 30 years old, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Zhou Tianming. He stared at the kneeling woman for a while, and then stared at Zhou Tianming. He brought conspiracy. 】

After these three people had an impact on Zhou Tianming's fate.

[Disaster] was born.

Loosening the thread of fate, Xu Le took a deep breath and blinked several times in succession.

The main reason is that Zhou Tianming's situation is a bit complicated. The fleeting scene of fate has already made a TV series appear in his mind, and he needs to digest it.

"Mr. Xu Le, is there any result?"

Xu Le nodded first, then shook his head at Zhou Tianming:

"I'm not a doctor, nor am I the fortune teller you imagined, so I can't determine when you will die."

"Is that so...thank you Mr. Xu Le."

Zhou Tianming's expression was a little sad. He didn't hesitate and put the red envelope on the table in the interrogation room.

Then he took out a check, scrawled the number 2,000 on it, and was ready to leave.

Xu Le looked at the red envelopes and checks on the table, and an indescribable feeling appeared in his heart.

"So, this is a good deed a day?"

Xu Le stopped Zhou Tianming.

"Wait, although I don't know when you will die, there are still some things I can tell you, for example, things you really want to confirm."

Zhou Tianming, whose eyes were already somewhat gloomy, suddenly raised his head.

"What does Mr. Xu Le know?"

We must remain in awe of fate and guide, not inform. After Xu Le organized the language a little, he said in the most concise words:

“Your suspicions and guesses are all correct and real.

A disaster is coming. Before the disaster comes, think carefully about what to do next. "

After hearing Xu Le's words, Zhou Tianming suddenly clenched his fists. He was a little shocked and disbelieving at first, but in the end it turned into indifference and pain.

"For a moment just now, I even doubted Mr. Xu Le, haha, it's a bit ridiculous.

If you didn't have a very simple background and a bright future, there is really no need to get involved in the messy things in my family.

I probably won’t be willing to believe what you say. Please accept the money. "

Zhou Tianming took out another check and scrawled the number 3,000 on it. The two checks added up to a total of 5,000 yuan.

The moment Xu Le's heart beat, his eyelids suddenly jumped.

The image of being willing to preach in front of you is still vivid in my mind. Whatever you gain, you must lose. Don't be fooled by money.

After adjusting his mentality a little, Xu Le pushed the check back:

"Although I am also short of money and really want these two checks, Mr. Zhou has already paid for them just now."

Xu Le picked up the red envelope on the table and waved it in front of Zhou Tianming.

"This is to make up for what happened yesterday..."

"No, this is the cost of divination to me, if Mr. Zhou wants compensation.

Then give my companion two more red envelopes. I like red, it’s festive. "

"Ah good."

Zhou Tianming was also unambiguous. For this meeting with Xu Le, he asked his subordinates to prepare several red envelopes.

He took two out, stuffed 100 yuan into each, and passed them to Xu Le.

"Is that just a little bit enough?"

"That's alright, Mr. Zhou, do one good deed every day and avoid one calamity every month.

If our so-called divination is just to make money, then fate will play tricks on us. "

"Thank you. I know what to do. In this case, I'll leave first, ahem."

Zhou Tianming nodded and thanked him. Before leaving, his eyes became sharper and he seemed to have regained the posture that a gangster should have.

Seeing that he was leaving, Xu Le reminded him again:

"Mr. Zhou can go to the hospital to have his stomach and kidneys checked. Things may not be as bad as you think."

Zhou Tianming was stunned and immediately understood that this was Xu Le's reminder of his physical condition:

"Does Mr. Xu Le recommend a place?"

"Well, I think the health center in our branch is pretty good. Although it can't even be called a small hospital, the doctors there are of very high standard."

"The doctors at the health center are of very high standard...I understand, thank you Mr. Xu Le for your advice.

Mr. Xu Le, is there anything else you can help with?

This is my personal thank you and has nothing to do with this divination, nor does it involve money. "

Hearing what Zhou Tianming said, Xu Le thought about it for a while:

"I bought something in a dark alley yesterday."

"I know, a pocket watch."

Xu Le nodded. It seemed that Zhou Tianming had thoroughly investigated him before coming to him.

"I'm looking for the owner of this pocket watch. His name is Wang Beichuan. He may be a watchmaker."

"I will definitely do my best on this matter."

"Thank you."

After leaving the door, Zhou Tianming's subordinates immediately surrounded him.

"Boss, where are we now?"

"Go to the hospital."

"Then I'll make arrangements now."

Zhou Tianming suddenly stopped and glanced at the subordinate Lao Liu who had been with him for many years.

It seems that I haven't called his name for many years, Wu Liu.

He thought of Xu Le's words, and everything he had doubted was correct.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have never doubted Wu Liu, so Wu Liu should be a trustworthy person?

Zhou Tianming sighed. In his life of ups and downs, there are not many trustworthy people left, which is indeed ridiculous.

"No need to make arrangements, Liuzi, take me to the night watchman clinic in front."

"Ah? The public places are all in shabby condition. Do you really want to go?"

"go."

When the two of them arrived at the Night Watch Health Clinic, they discovered that this place was no ordinary shabby place...

The old wall, the old doorman who paid 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan, and the aunt who collected parking fees, there was no one who didn't pull it.

Before Liu Zi could stand still, he was pushed away by the aunt watching the car:

"If you don't park the car, go aside. Don't get in my way here."

Liu Zi pursed his lips, but finally did not speak. He looked at Zhou Tianming and asked slightly aggrievedly:

"Boss, this place is so run-down, and the people here are tougher than those on our road, is that okay?"

"They are part of the night watchman system, and they will naturally feel bad about eating from the public. As for the facilities here... they are a bit broken, but I heard that the doctors here are of high quality."

Zhou Tianming comforted Liu Zi and also comforted himself.

Queue up conscientiously, get the number, and see the doctor.

When he saw the physician, Zhou Tianming felt flustered again.

The doctor who treated him didn't have any expert plaques hanging on them, or there were a bunch of thank-you banners posted on the door.

In a word, chaos.

The room was messy, the environment was messy, and the doctor himself was messy.

The physician's legs are long and short, one is broken and the other is also broken, both of which are equipped with prosthetics.

But one of them was broken to the calf, and the other was broken to the thigh.

Only half of the doctor's hair is left, and he is not naturally bald. It looks like he has been burned by chemicals.

A large number of scars ran along the scalp and onto his face, making the doctor look very ugly.

When it was Zhou Tianming's turn, the doctor shouted:

"Zhou Tianming?"

"I am here."