Full-level metaphysics boss relies on fortune-telling to revitalize Taoist temples

Chapter 13 I Have a Master-Disciple Fate with Him
"My friend, what's your name?"

Just as Jiang Ruoxuan took two steps, Song Shiyi's voice came from behind him.

He turned around and saw Song Shiyi looking at him with a smile on his face. His eyes were indescribable, let alone the dark-faced Lu Xuanjin behind Song Shiyi.

What was even more frightening was that Lu Xuanjin was also staring at him with fierce eyes, as if if he told Song Shiyi his name, he would be able to pounce on him and fight him desperately.

"You set up a stall here?"

Jiang Ruoxuan didn't answer, and Song Shiyi didn't care. He walked to Jiang Ruoxuan's stall and looked at the objects on it. The tortoise compass, yellow talisman, cinnabar copper, money, peach and wood sword, all piled up together, looked a bit messy.

Song Shiyi picked up a drawn talisman and looked at it. The finished product was not bad, and there was spiritual power in it. Her future apprentice was good. Not only was he talented, but he also worked hard at drawing talismans.

"What's wrong with the girl?"

Jiang Ruoxuan frowned, he had normal senses towards Song Shiyi, he was a Taoist, and he hated those useless Taoist temples the most!

"My name is Song Shiyi, and I'm asking Guan Guanzhu. You don't have to call me a girl, you can call me Song Master or Song Guanzhu."

Is the master of the temple at a young age?Jiang Ruoxuan was a little hesitant, and why hadn't he heard of this Taoism, Song Shiyi isn't a liar?
"Do you mind if I set up a stall next to you?"

Jiang Ruoxuan didn't believe her, so she let Jiang Ruoxuan see her ability.

Although it was an inquiry, Song Shiyi had already taken out the small table and chairs that he usually set up a stall in his small bag, and stared at the people who came and went with his hands spread out.

"Master Song is not joking, you don't even need props for fortune-telling, do you?"

Unlike the things piled up on Jiang Ruoxuan's table, Song Shiyi's table was clean, with the words Wen Wen Guan written on it, and no other decorations.

Why not make it better?
Don't ask, asking is poor, she has no money!
"I am better than you, so I don't need these."

In fact, it was because of poverty, but she really didn't need these things. She was gifted with good looks and could tell the past and future of that person, so she didn't need these things at all, and saved a fortune.

"The Lu family is such a big business, doesn't Young Master Lu need to work?"

Lu Xuanjin got a stool from somewhere, and sat next to Song Shiyi, while Uncle Fu sat between Song Shiyi and Jiang Ruoxuan, looking at Jiang Ruoxuan warily, trying to seduce their family Young Madam, let's see if there is a chance!
"No, I have already explained to my father that I have handed over all the affairs in my hand to my father."

Ever since his spirits got worse and worse, he was unable to deal with things. Now that he finally got better, Lu Fu and Mother Lu naturally supported him to stay by Song Shiyi's side.

Lu Xuanjin was a little bored, so he held the charm Song Shiyi gave him in his hand and observed it for a while, gesticulating with one finger in the air, making one mistake twice, Lu Xuanjin didn't feel bored, on the contrary, he became more and more serious.

He didn't stop until he felt that he had drawn a complete spell.

Song Shiyi was resting wearing a pair of sunglasses, when suddenly he felt a purple light emitting from his surroundings. The purple light was dazzling. Song Shiyi took off his sunglasses and looked towards Lu Xuanjin. Violet air fluctuated outside.

Song Shiyi stared at the talisman, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. Isn't this her sleeping talisman?It's just made of purple gas!

Thinking of the only person with purple energy, Song Shiyi glanced at Lu Xuanjin. Lu Xuanjin was still studying her talisman, making gestures with her hands, and a purple energy talisman floated in the air again.

Song Shiyi swallowed, and seeing that Lu Xuanjin was about to continue, he quickly grabbed Lu Xuanjin's hand. If Lu Xuanjin continued to draw like this, Lu Xuanjin would finish her spells!

Lu Xuanjin and she have no mentorship, she only provides services to Lu Xuanjin, and has no intention of handing over all her money for food!

"Master Lu, if you have nothing to do, you should spend more time in the sun."

Song Shiyi's face was full of seriousness, and he grabbed the hand where Lu Xuanjin drew the talisman with both hands. Fuzzy, Lu Xuanjin's heart skipped a beat for a moment, and then began to beat rapidly again.

Uncle Fu watched Lu Xuanjin and Song Shiyi look so close, his face wrinkled with a smile, and felt that he couldn't be the only one to watch such a good thing, so he took a step back with his small stool, he had to let Jiang Ruo Xuan also take a look, let him give up, stop seducing their wife!

"what happened?"

Lu Xuanjin stabilized his heartbeat, but the movement of his hands stopped. Song Shiyi realized that the distance between the two was too close, and quickly let go of Lu Xuanjin's hand, took two steps back, and smiled, "No What, more exposure to the sun is good for you, it can expel the Yin energy in your body."

Song Shiyi's ears turned red, he looked around for a while, and then sat back in his seat.

Seeing the sunset, the wind began to rage, and the people who set up stalls on the old street left one by one, even Jiang Ruoxuan who was next to Song Shiyi also started to pack up.

"Are you still leaving? The old street has regulations. People who set up stalls during the day must leave before six o'clock, and new people will come to set up stalls at night."

There is no charge for setting up a stall in the old street, and no one will take care of it. The seats are all first-come, first-served, but everyone must abide by the rules.

The purple aura all over Lu Xuanjin's body began to be uncontrollable and began to radiate out. Song Shiyi glanced at Lu Xuanjin, stretched out his hand to suppress the purple aura, and gave Uncle Fu another spell, then looked at Jiang Ruoxuan, "Speaking of it It's not long since I went down the mountain, and I haven't seen the scenery of Linjiang yet, so I'm wandering here tonight, how about you too?"

The sun had already set, but Song Shiyi's words aroused Jiang Ruoxuan's curiosity. He had been setting up a stall on the pedestrian street for so long, and it seemed that he had never stayed here at night.

"It looks like you haven't opened your business today, so maybe some guests will come if you wait."

Jiang Ruoxuan felt that it made some sense, and waited on the table for a while, but he never thought that it was already past six o'clock when Yoyo woke up, all the familiar vendors had disappeared, and the surroundings were full of newcomers.

But I have to say that the old street is more lively at night. Every house is lit with a red lantern outside, which is very festive. There are even all kinds of things hanging on every stall, but these things are similar. .

It's all paper and paper boats and things like that.

"You said they buy such similar things, can they have business?"

For some reason, Jiang Ruoxuan suddenly felt panicked, and subconsciously moved towards Song Shiyi's direction. Even Uncle Fu and Lu Xuanjin felt that the place was windy and weird.

(End of this chapter)