[MTL] Fortune Teller Master ✔

Chapter 11

At 5:30 in the morning, Lin Qingyin appeared on time next to the ancient tree in the Civic Park. At this time, there were many uncles and aunts carrying Mazars around the ancient tree. Even Aunt Zhang who initially believed that Lin Qingyin was a liar Come over to join in the fun.

Aunt Zhang and Grandma Jiang have been good friends for many years. No one knows the situation of the Jiang family better than her. It only took a few days for Kung Fu to see the days of the Jiang family prospering again. Aunt Zhang began to mutter in her heart. Isn't this little girl really capable?

Curious about Lin Qingyin, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but join the crowd. Fortune-telling is not cheap, but it doesn't cost money to watch the fun. If one or two are accurate, it can be said that by coincidence, if it is accurate, the designated person has real skills.

Aunt Zhang watched Lin Qingyin sitting cross-legged under the old tree, and she was so impressed that she couldn't understand how such a big girl would actually be engaged in the business of counting.

After Lin Qingyin sat down, he still grabbed the stones, and Wang Fatzi had seen Lin Qingyin's use of stones to form an array in the Jiang's house. Especially, the eyesight price allowed the uncles and aunts to withdraw from a place. Put the Mazar you brought in front of Lin Qingyin, this is for the guests who come to count.

Lin Qingyin threw out the stones in the hand like a play, but each stone fell exactly where she wanted. Looking at Wang Fatzi's hot, sweating fat face and the uncles and aunts who kept fanning fans, Lin Qingyin also included Wang Fatzi and the empty Mazar in front of him.

When Lin Qingyin threw out the last stone, Wang Fatzi immediately felt that the heat in the air had dropped, and the cool wind was passing by, and he was very comfortable. Wang Fatzi looked at Lin Qingyin and couldn't wait for the five-body cast. For a fat man, there is nothing happier than blowing cool breeze outdoors in summer!

Cooling down, Wang Fatzi worked hard and took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and said aloud: "No. 1, Wang Shufen."

"I, I, me!" An aunt who had looked at her for a long time, rushed at a speed that was completely inconsistent with her posture, and sat on the Mazar with a butt, looking at the crowd around with some shame. It was not embarrassing to lower the voice and Lin Qingyin said: "Master, I have something I can't decide."

Lin Qingyin handed her a pen and paper: "Write a word."

Aunt Wang for the first time fortune-telling, did not quite understand what it means to write. A knowledgeable teller next to her: "You just want a word, what do you want to write, the master can guess what you want to test based on your written words."

Aunt Wang confusedly took the pen, did not know what to write, and subconsciously wrote a common and simple "tian" word.

Lin Qingyin looked at the words and looked at the face of Aunt Wang: "Your wife has been dead for five or six years?"

Aunt Wang opened her eyes sharply: "This year is just the sixth year." Thinking of the lover who passed away, Aunt Wang sighed a little: "He has no luck, he has been suffering for a lifetime and pulled his children up. I left me alone. To be honest, I didn’t know how to get here in the first two or three years. The children work in the field, and I am alone during the day and night. opened."

Lin Qingyin's finger clicked on the word "Tian": "Heaven, the two are also paired, and the couple is Tiancheng." Lin Qingyin looked at Aunt Wang with bright eyes: "What you want to ask today is your marriage."

The onlookers all smiled in good faith. Aunt Wang turned back and shrugged them a little embarrassedly: "Both sides, don't cheer, or you won't let you listen."