The metaphysical Taoist nun sealed her heart with cement, and the brothers cried miserably

Lingya was embarrassed to trouble Bai Jing and wanted to take a taxi, but Bai Jing insisted on picking it up on the grounds that she was outside.

In the end, Lingya had no choice but to send the other party the location.

She originally wanted to see what seeds could be planted in her field, so she went to the seed market, but she couldn't find what she wanted to plant, so she found a place to eat and came out, and went under the overpass.

Because there were several wholesale markets nearby, and there was a lot of traffic, Lingya saw a piece under the overpass—fortune tellers, among which there were a few wearing robes, wearing small black glasses, and setting up tables.

Lingya's curiosity drove her to come up and take a look, why didn't she think that she could also set up a stall on the flyover to tell fortunes.

Lingya saw that some of the stalls wrote what they could do, or they hung banners, in short, there were all kinds of things.

[Divination, word measurement, feng shui, fortune telling.] [

The first calculation in the world

!] [Little bird fortune-telling, Vermilion Bird knows the destiny of heaven

!] [Look at palmistry, don't see without money] [

The forty-eighth generation of the Maoshan faction, proficient in all the secret techniques of feng shui!]

There is even computer fortune-telling, known as high-tech fortune-telling.

Lingya: "......

these aren't all liars, no, no, no.

Lingya was still divergent at the beginning, thinking that he could also try to set up a stall here, and people who were in trouble kept coming.

Now she just wants to take out her phone, call the justice number, and arrest all these people.

Don't ruin our reputation, it's not easy for us Taoist priests!

Lingya was thinking differently, and a fortune-telling stall owner on the side suddenly said: "Little girl, are you a Taoist priest in COS?"

Lingya was confused.

The

stall owner said: "Little girl, you just don't have a sense of awe now, this robe is not worn casually, you offended Master Zu, Master Zu will be angry, you are about to be unlucky." You come, uncle has a talisman here to sell you, twenty yuan, very cheap, you wear it on your body, you are not afraid of the ancestor to blame.

Lingya was meaningful: "Uncle, if Master Zu really blames this kind of thing, I think you are more dangerous than me." The

stall owner didn't react: "Hey, how do you talk about this little girl?"

Lingya ignored him and walked behind him to take a look at the other stalls.

At this time, there was a wave of passers-by, more than a dozen of them, probably going to the nearby wholesale market,

when they saw one of the fortune tellers get up and talk to everyone passing by.

Lingya listened to a few words and frowned slightly.

When he met those who were full of obscenity, he said that the other party might have an affair.

When you meet those idle types, you can say that the other party can make a fortune.

When you meet those people who are blue and very tired, they will say that the other party's Yin Tang is blue, and that they are afraid that there will be a bloody disaster when they see the three fires on the other party's body extinguished.

In the first two, Lingya didn't say anything, but it was the stall owner who watched people put down dishes.

But this last point made Lingya frown slightly.

She couldn't help but step forward and said: "This stall owner, I can understand if you want to attract customers, but people with weak faces are unstable because of bad luck, and if you hear this again, wouldn't it be more unlucky? The

stall owner's eyes widened, and he looked Lingya up and down, and saw that she was a very beautiful little girl, so he slapped the table: "Go, go, where is the little girl looking for trouble! Don't hinder me from doing business."

Lingya didn't let him, and continued: "Words have spirits, the more people with decay in their bodies, the more they can't say anything about how he put out three fires, you are a mantra." The

stall owner laughed angrily and rolled up his sleeves: "So, what happened when I said it? I said that if he died, he would die immediately? If he said that he had a bloody disaster, would there be?"

Lingya had a cold face: "He may not have a bloody disaster, but he may hit a ghost at night, do you bear this responsibility?"