Fortune Teller Master

The public park at 5:30 is very lively, the aunt who dances squares occupies the largest square, and the lakeside viewing platform is a good place for Beijing Opera fans to learn their skills.

Lin Qingyin carried a sign around the Civic Park for a long time, and finally sat cross-legged under an ancient tree, put the cardboard in his hand in front of it, with two elegant characters on it: Fortune telling!The following is a line of small print: a thousand words!

The masses who walked and walked past this place could not help but glanced at it, but they all shook their heads and sighed.

"Why don't children learn well now? It's not good to go to school and come out with these deceptive things!"

"It's not so! Look at that look, it is estimated to be a middle school student. The teacher is assigned to have too few homework, and I don't know who is the child who lacks virtue."

"My family also has the brochure issued by the police station that believes in science and rejects superstition. Looking back, I brought it to the girl, and I don't believe in science at a young age!"

"One thousand dollars and one gossip? This kid is crazy about thinking about money. If two words can get a thousand, I will squat here for fortune telling, what kind of work do I have!"

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After listening to a line of speech that did not suppress the voice at all, Lin Qingyin stared blankly at her cardboard. If she had no money or no resources to cultivate, why should she drop her fortune-telling in the park?

I thought that Lin Qingyin was the head of the cult of the realm of the realm of the realm, with the title of the world's first calculation, and wanted to ask her to count the hexagrams.It’s like sitting on the ground casually now, and putting a paper shell from a milk box, one thousand dollars and a gossip have to be pointed by others.

If not...

Alas, who hadn’t carried Thunder Tribulation when she was ascended. Thousands of years of cultivation have been transformed into nothingness. Now it’s good to survive, and there are not so many demands.

Lin Qingyin looked down at the red plum-shaped birthmark on the wrist of his right hand and involuntarily fell into contemplation.

When she woke up, she found that she was in a completely strange world, but she had exactly the same face and body as herself, even the plum-shaped red birthmark on her arm was generally long, the difference was this There is no trace of body repair.

It is not difficult to re-enter the path of cultivation. Lin Qingyin's skills and experience are not lacking. If you practice again, it will be like a college student repeating kindergarten. You can graduate after playing.What she lacks now is the resources for cultivation. Now that the world has a thin aura, it is harder to meditate to improve cultivation than to ascend to the sky.Lin Qingyin turned around these days and found that there is a kind of jade containing many spirits, but the price is very expensive. As a poor high school student, she can't afford it at all.

After all, you still have to make money!

The sun climbed higher and higher, the morning coolness gradually dissipated, and the sunlight gradually dazzled.Lin Qingyin used a folding fan in his hand to pull a pile of small stones from the side, and saw that she randomly placed these stones in different places. After adjusting the last stone, the temperature around her fell again.

Lin Qingyin looked up at the sun and estimated that it should be two o'clock in the morning. According to the current time, it should be 7:30 in the morning.Although a single business did not succeed after sitting here for two hours, Lin Qingyin seemed to be unhurried and did not see any impatience, as if it was not important for the business to succeed in Chengdu.

"Comrade police, it's her." Aunt Zhang, who practiced the gossip fan in the public park all year round, dragged a policeman gaspingly and pointed at Lin Qingyin: "You see who's child this is, how are you doing this?" What about?"

The policeman squatted down to look at Lin Qingyin and suddenly smiled: "Little girl, do you still know me?"

Lin Qingyin looked up at him and nodded.The original owner blamed himself for losing the final exam last month, and was ridiculed by his classmates. He couldn't think of jumping into the river and committed suicide. It was the police who jumped into the river and rescued her.When the little policeman dragged her ashore, Lin Qingyin just woke up from this body.

"Thank you that day! When you meet you are destined. You saved my life, and I give you a gossip for free."

Lin Qingyin looked at the little policeman and his eyes were a little softer than before: "I watch your mountain roots are darker, my life is blue, and I am afraid of serious illness; my tongue is red, and the snake is in the entrance. The serious illness should be in the stomach."

Looking at the little policeman's stunned face, Lin Qingyin reminded kindly: "You have three big catastrophes in your life, your first catastrophe; your second catastrophe on your eighteenth birthday, this is your third catastrophe. As long as this disaster happened in the past, you will be safe and happy in your next half of life, and you will be happy forever."

Lin Qingyin said that she stood up and picked up her own cardboard and walked away wisely. Aunt Zhang looked at Lin Qingyin's back and pinched her waist: "This is a fortune teller and the courage is too fat! Police comrade you When I see her next time, I have to educate and educate her. How old are you, why don’t you go the right way!"

Aunt Li, who was watching lively, watched the little policeman get a spit in the face, and some dragged him aside: "In fact, the fortune-telling is not all feudal superstition. Some seniors can still calculate some according to their faces and characters. Something. The one just now..."

Aunt Li remembered Lin Qingyin’s age and appearance. The word “master” could not be spoken, and she could only say vaguely: “The little girl said just now has something that looks a little bit different. Not serious."

Aunt Zhang was not happy when she heard it, and she started tampering with it, and the little policeman did not care about anything else. She quickly squeezed between the two to persuade him, and it took a long time to coax the two together.

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Ma Mingyu returned to the police station and greeted his colleagues, then returned to his seat, drinking water while sinking into contemplation: Lin Qingyin said he had three disasters, one was when he was born and the other was on his eighteenth birthday.

He did have a difficult time when he was born. When his mother gave birth to him, he had a heavy bleeding. At that time, the doctor also asked Bao Da Bao Xiao. Fortunately, the adult was saved. He also survived. In these years, his mother's health has been bad because of birth. He was hurt at all times.

The second life-and-death catastrophe was on his eighteenth birthday. A classmate who had a good relationship with him celebrated his birthday and invited a group of students to sing on KTV.At that time, a flower-style candle that was able to fly was popular. A group of people hadn't finished singing their birthday song, and they saw that the candle flew out with a flame, and fell right under the curtain, lighting a cheap acrylic curtain.

Ma Mingyu has never talked to his colleagues about these two things, and he is not a local. It is reasonable to say that no one here should know these two things, but Lin Qingyin said exactly.

Ma Mingyu couldn't help but fall into contemplation, is Lin Qingyin really fortune telling?But how is this possible?He touched his stomach subconsciously, not feeling any discomfort at all, maybe that kid's nonsense?Although comforting himself like this, to be honest, Ma Mingyu still vaguely believed what Lin Qingyin said, after all, she was quite accurate in the other two things that happened.

While Ma Mingyu was not at home, Aunt Li ran to the police station breathlessly. As soon as she entered, she saw Ma Mingyu standing at the table in a daze and immediately rushed over: "Comrade, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Looking at Ma Mingyu's expression with some uneasiness, Aunt Li persuaded: "I can't rest assured that I'm going home, I don't hurry to come over and talk to you again. This matter is more believable than unbelievable, you still When you go to the hospital to check, if you are not sick, you will be happy. If there is something wrong, don’t shy away from the doctor. Treat the disease early, and don’t drag the minor illness into a serious illness."

Ma Mingyu nodded: "Aunt Li, don't worry, I'll go to the hospital for examination when I rest on the weekend."

"Why are you still waiting for the weekend?" Aunt Li was anxious: "This is only Monday, and it will be several days until the weekend. This disease can't be delayed. I still have to check it early to be at ease."

Aunt Li's voice was a little loud when she was anxious, and Director Wang came over when she heard the movement, and saw Aunt Li greeted first: "Aunt Li, are you in trouble?"

The community behind the park is more than thirty years old. Director Wang worked young in this police station. He basically knows all the residents in this area, and he knows who has a few people who do what work. Chu.

Seeing Aunt Li sweating straight on his forehead, Ma Mingyu looked pale and didn't know what he was thinking. Director Wang quickly went round the court: "Aunt Li, this is the new pony in our school this year, and it's just a college student. Isn't it? Does he have any thoughts? You said, I criticize him."

Aunt Li was anxious: "This pony has a stomach problem, and I am persuading him to go to the hospital for examination."

Director Wang looked at Ma Mingyu's complexion, and immediately called another policeman: "Zhang Qing, you quickly accompany Ma Mingyu to the hospital." After talking about the director, he looked at Ma Mingyu and sighed: "You said that your child is sick Just say, what's so embarrassing! You look at this little white face, is it particularly painful?"

Ma Mingyu: "..." Director, do you believe that I was scared by a little girl?

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Lin Qingyin carried the cardboard and walked three miles to finally get home, took out the key to open the door, placed the cardboard on the cabinet at the door, washed his hands and filled a pot of dry noodles in the pot.

Lin Qingyin took the chopsticks and ate a noodle. His brows wrinkled. He stood up next to the water dispenser and took a glass of water and took two big sips. He sighed heavily.

In the current world, in addition to the thinness of the aura, the biggest headache for her is eating.She hadn’t eaten much in her previous life. Before entering Xiantu, the poor family of five had starved to death, and she survived on her own life. Fortunately, she met Master before being starved and was taken in. Xianmen.At the time, Shenshenmen was regarded as a major faction in the realm of truth, and all kinds of resources were not lacking. In order to speed up their cultivation, they all ate Pigudan. After the foundation was built, even Pigudan was saved.

Lin Qingyin had very few impressions of eating. When she came to this era, she didn’t eat very salty noodles or tasteless vegetables every day, and she didn’t understand. The food is so unpalatable, why people now pay so much attention Appetite?What kind of food do you have the money for?