Fortune Teller Master

Remember for a second

The money is probably not enough to maintain this piece of bamboo.

The breeze blows through the rustling of bamboo leaves, and a few beautiful birds are jumping around a few bamboos. When they see someone coming, they are not afraid to fly to the bamboo with chirps. He tilted his head and seemed to be looking at these uninvited guests curiously.

In order to avoid shocking the world, Lin Qingyinbu's formation is relatively simple. Although the scenery is very beautiful, the floor-to-ceiling windows can still be vaguely seen, which not only provides better sunlight, but also does not make people feel too unbelievable.

Guo Zhongmeng walked around the bamboo forest and saw a bamboo pavilion at the end, with bamboo tables and bamboo chairs, and a girl who looked sixteen or seventeen was drinking tea inside. Before he could speak, the group of uncles and aunts behind him waved their hands enthusiastically: "Little Master, let's see your fortune-telling."

Lin Qingyin nodded and smiled, and the group of uncles and aunts consciously sat on the lawn next to the bamboo pavilion. Anyway, they also sat like this in the park, and they were used to it.

Guo Zhongmeng entered the bamboo pavilion, and looked at Lin Qingyin's face with some baby fat. Those who are really capable are afraid that the years of learning fortune-telling can catch up with the age of this little girl.

Lin Qingyin didn't pour him tea, she just looked up at him: "What's your name?"

Guo Zhongmeng sat in front of Lin Qingyin: "My name is Guo Zhongmeng."

Lin Qingyin had already seen Guo Zhongmeng's face and luck clearly at that glance, and said directly: "You have a successful career, your husband and wife are harmonious, only your son's palace is blue and dull, your son should be seriously injured, you It's for him too."

Guo Zhongmeng was stunned for a moment, then stood up suddenly and widened his eyes: "Can you really figure it out?"

Before Lin Qingyin could speak, the aunts and uncles who were onlookers couldn't help chattering: "Nonsense, otherwise there are so many stalls on the side of the road, why do we run after the little master, of course, because she is effective. I told you that there is nothing that the little master does not understand."

Guo Zhongmeng nodded again and again, and looked at Lin Qingyin's gleaming eyes: "Master, I really came here for my son this time."

Lin Qingyin put down the teacup and handed over a pen and paper: "Write down your son's birthday and I'll take a look."

Guo Zhongmeng directly handed over his son's birth certificate: "Master, look at this, the time on it is accurate."

When Lin Qingyin opened the birth certificate, the first thing she saw was the name on it, Guo Xin.

Lin Qingyin looked at the name and the date of birth, and shook her head helplessly: "You didn't ask anyone to do the math when you named your son? Why did you use the word Xin?"

Guo Zhongmeng pouted a little embarrassedly: "I really didn't count it, at that time the two of us didn't really believe this..." He carefully glanced at Lin Qingyin's face, and asked a little uneasily: "Master, this name Is there anything wrong with it? I think it's pretty normal, isn't that a word used in a lot of children's names?"

"If someone else can use it, it doesn't mean that your son can use it. His destiny is a bit special." Lin Qingyin looked at Guo Zhongmeng: "This should not be his first accident, right? Judging from the eight characters, this should be what he experienced. The third life and death catastrophe."

These words seemed to stab Guo Zhongmeng's weakness, his eyes were sore, tears were falling down, and two big hands kept wiping his eyes: "Master, I beg you to help me think of a way, I'm afraid of me if it goes on like this. My son died. What kind of fate is my son, why is he so unlucky?"

"This kind of destiny is called Qu Zhige in Yiqi Zhuanwangge." Lin Qingyin explained two more sentences when she looked at Guo Zhongmeng's blank face: "If you focus on the sun master, it is called Zhuanwangge. , there are five kinds of special Wang Ge in the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and your son belongs to the Quzhi style, that is, the wood energy is special.”

Guo Zhongmeng understood it, and asked hesitantly: "Little Master means that my son's five elements are all wood. There are no other elements. Hey, isn't that five elements incomplete?"

Lin Qingyin smiled: "It doesn't really matter that the five elements are not complete, as long as you follow the spirit of the five elements and introduce them, you are more likely to have extraordinary fortunes and achievements; but then again, there are definitely many shortcomings in the incompleteness of the five elements. Some aspects such as children, wealth, fortune, and wealth may not be perfect."

Guo Zhongmeng's heart was sour when he heard it: "Now we don't expect this, just ask him not to live short."

"In Guo Xin's destiny, all the momentum is concentrated in the wood. Its genus is very pure, and it can't tolerate a trace of other things, nor can it withstand the impact of external forces."

Seeing that Guo Zhongmeng was still confused, Lin Qingyin had to say it straight

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