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"Change your life?!"

Han Wenshan's mouth was wide open and he couldn't close it for a long time. It took him a while to come back to his senses.

"Master, what does life-changing mean?" He frowned deeply.

"Mr. Han, I have read it carefully. You are definitely not from an ordinary family. You are destined to be rich and powerful." I looked solemn.

"Someone has taken a fancy to your good fortune! He wants to take his place and enjoy the glory and wealth that should not belong to him! This is an extremely vicious evil technique. To be honest, this is the first time I have seen it."

If it weren't for the qi-watching technique, I would never be able to tell. His face shouldn't be so ordinary.

His vitality and luck dissipated in one place, as if being sucked away. Combined with the change in appearance from good to ordinary and the content of the dream, he made this bold speculation.

"However, your ancestors have long blessings and are protected by your family, so the other party failed to succeed for a while. But if you delay it for a few more days, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Snapped!

After the tea cup fell to the ground, Han Wenshan's expression was uncertain, and he clenched his fists to control his inner emotions.

"Master, how can I solve it?"

"Hurry home and look for anything weird at home with your birthday and horoscope written on it, especially in the bedroom and under the bed. If there is any, burn it with fire immediately!"

"Okay, I'll go look for it right now! If I succeed, I will thank Master greatly!" Han Wenshan stood up.

"By the way, there is another important point that can help you eliminate bad luck."

"Master, please speak."

"Drink more hot water!"

Han Wenshan was obviously stunned for a moment before leaving in a hurry.

I breathed a long sigh of relief, rubbed my sore eyes, and lit a cigarette to calm down.

If I can help Han Wenshan, I can finally get the ten thousand yuan safely.

The art of qi observation is indeed well-deserved, and I believe that I will never have to worry about money again.

Although the Kaitan live broadcast room is weird and scary, the rewards given are indeed extraordinary.

What is this called?

Risks and benefits coexist?

Not long after Han Wenshan left, Wang Laizi came over with a golden bag in his hand.

"Take it!" He threw the tips bag and two dollars on the counter angrily, "You are the first to ask me to run errands for you!"

"You don't need the fraction, right?"

"I don't want any of it!"

Wang Laizi was very stubborn, so I put the change into my pocket and opened the bag expectantly.

There were three yellow talismans inside. I took them out and placed them on the counter one by one.

The paper is much better than ordinary yellow paper. I can't understand the runes on it, but I can definitely feel an extraordinary charm.

"Soothing Talisman, Evil-avoiding Talisman, Exorcist Talisman" Wang Laizi explained to me the differences and functions of the spiritual talismans one by one.

"The talisman seals are divided into upper, middle and lower grades. There are four kinds of top quality. A set is more effective than a single one. With this set of medium talisman seals, you should be able to ensure that you have nothing to worry about in the near future!"

If you can save your life, the 998 is simply not worth it.

I was in a good mood, so I fulfilled my promise and treated Wang Laizi to a big meal.

Without him, I wouldn't be able to earn ten thousand yuan, let alone buy this set of Zhongcheng Talisman and Seal Script. I wanted to give him five thousand yuan, but he didn't want anything.

Sitting at the barbecue stall, we ordered beer and barbecue, and the evening breeze blew while we ate and talked.

"Old Wang, Han Wenshan is really not here because of your deception?"

"How can people from the Han family be easily deceived?"

"Listening to your tone, the Han family is very powerful, isn't it?"

"People give me a nickname, Han Bancheng."

"What?" I couldn't believe my ears, "The Han family, the richest man in Dongzhou?"

I often see news about the Han family in the news. It is said that half of the houses in Dongzhou City were built by Han Real Estate, so they were nicknamed Han Bancheng.

I saw that Han Wenshan was not from an ordinary family, but he was never connected to the richest Han family, so I didn’t know what his status was in the Han family.

But there are no capable people with such a background, so why would you just trust a cripple who runs a street vendor?

Could it be that this bad old man is really an expert who hides himself from the public?

I looked at Cripple Wang. He was wearing shabby and shabby clothes. He was putting skewers of barbecue into his mouth. His mouth was full of oil and he had no image of him. How could he look like a master?

However, he eats and eats, but never smokes or drinks.

Call him an expert, but he seems to be indifferent, call him a liar, he seems to be silently observing some rules.

"Old Wang, what is your relationship with Han Wenshan? I think he is very convinced of you." I made an insinuation.

"I helped him tell fortunes before. We are some old friends, but we don't have much contact with him." Wang Laizi was vague.

"Then why are you so sure that I can save Han Wenshan?" He didn't know that I had learned the art of observing Qi.

"Do you think I am the Great Luo Immortal? I just gave him a fortune telling and I know someone can save him. I don't know who it is."

I was dubious: "Since your fortune telling is so accurate, why do you keep getting beaten?"

"What do you know? When Heaven assigns a great task to this person, it must first strain its mind, strain its muscles and bones, and starve its body."

After questioning for a long time, I still couldn't find out whether he was hiding the master, but I couldn't understand him more and more.