Supernatural rebirth: genius girl fortune teller

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"Who believes your lies?"

The village chief shouted, and just as he was about to raise his hand, he asked everyone to drive Yang Zimei away.

Who knew that his hands seemed to be frozen and couldn't move in any way, and even if he tried to move his feet, Fang was shocked, "You... what kind of evil spell did you cast on me?"

Yang Zimei moved her fingers and took back the evil spirit, "I didn't do any magic, I just want to tell you that I am a master."

The village chief was able to move his hands and feet, and he shouted angrily, "Everyone, drive these two women out immediately, they are evil!"

Several young men swarmed over but did not take action.

Whether it is Yang Zimei or Zhenzi, their refined and refined beauty will make people feel pity for their beauty, let alone use violence against them.

What's more, the two of them not only don't look evil, but are as dignified and elegant as Bodhisattvas.

"I am Yang Zimei, a physiognomist in City A. I am not a monster. This lady invited me here. If you want to force yourself to be rude to me, then I will be rude to you."

Yang Zimei said loudly.

Yang Zimei, a fortune teller in City A?

Lijiacun is not far from the city, and many people usually go to and from City A to do business and so on. Naturally, some people have heard of Yang Zimei's name.

The village chief has also heard of it.

After his eldest son received Yang Zimei's guidance, his business path, which was originally full of twists and turns, started to go smoothly after just changing the Feng Shui pattern of the office.

He also planned to go to her in person and ask her to pray for his third son to have good luck in getting into a key university.

Could it be that this girl is the fortune teller?

He hurriedly stopped everyone, called his eldest son, and asked him to describe the appearance of the fortune teller.

When I heard my son say that the girl fortune teller had a cinnabar mark on her forehead and that she was as delicate and beautiful as a Bodhisattva descending to earth, I immediately concluded that the Yang Zimei in front of me should really be the girl fortune teller.

After positioning Yang Zimei's role, the village chief's attitude immediately made a 180-degree turn. He hurriedly walked to Yang Zimei with a respectful look, bent down and said with a flattering smile: "It turns out it's really Master Yang. I just had

How rude, please don't take offense."

Yang Zimei smiled faintly, "He who doesn't know is not guilty."

"Thank you, Master, for having a lot of adults." The village chief looked at his third son aside, "Li Sen, hurry up and bring a chair for Master to sit on."

Li Sen is a senior in high school, but he has received several years of Marxist materialist teachings, and he disdains feudal superstitions such as ghosts and gods.

However, when he saw that Yang Zimei and Sadako were the kind of beauties he liked, he happily ran into the ancestral hall and moved two chairs out.

"I won't sit down for now. I want to see if Li Xiaoming is possessed by an evil spirit first."

Yang Zimei saw that Li Xiaoming was tied to a pillar and was almost dehydrated because he had not eaten or drank for two days. It was important to save people, otherwise Aunt Li would die of a sudden attack.

No one in this world understands better than her the pain and despair of losing a loved one.

Aunt Li has only one son, which means everything to her life.

"Master, this Li Xiaoming must be possessed by an evil spirit. A boy can actually get pregnant despite being healthy. I heard that this boy will harm the residents of the area at the least, and the country and the people at the worst. We don't want to burn him to death.

But if we don’t burn it, we will be the ones who suffer. Look, this ancestral hall has been beaten by the gods.” The village chief pointed helplessly at the cracked beams of the ancestral hall.

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