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

Chapter 3 Business is coming
Song Shiyi took the small bag behind him, and then threw the patriarch's memorial tablet into it, but the bag was still as big as before, and it didn't look like he had put anything in it.

"What are you?"

Even though Chu Yao came from a good background and had seen the world, she had never seen the baggage that could put a memorial tablet in it!

"This is the talisman paper I invented. If you stick it in an ordinary container, you can put things in it without feeling the weight. Except for the tablet of the ancestor, I put some of my clothes and stall tables and chairs in it." inside."

Song Shiyi poured out all the things in the baggage, and the table was full and even a lot of things fell on the ground.

Chu Yao's eyes widened, what a treasure this is! ,

It can hold so many things!

She looked at Song Shiyi with more eager eyes. She is also a woman, why is Song Shiyi so good, can read fortunes, and draw all kinds of weird talisman papers, especially this expansion talisman, she also wants it!
"I don't have any redundant spells. If you want to wait for your matter to be resolved, I will draw it for you."

Chu Yao's eyes were too eager, Song Shiyi quickly put away all his things, and went to set up a stall on the Tianqiao, but he never thought that Chu Yao would follow.

"What are you doing with me?"

There was a murder case on the overpass. Although it was resolved, no one dared to set up a stall. Song Shiyi was the only one who set up a fortune-telling stall in the originally lively overpass.

"Master Song, are you sure you should set up a stall today?"

The two waited for a while, but there were very few people passing the overpass, and it didn't look like there would be any business.

"Don't make a fuss, someone will come later, if I forget about setting up a stall today, there will definitely be business."

As soon as the words were finished, a car stopped by the side of the road. Song Shiyi looked in the direction of the car, and twitched the corners of his mouth. Isn't there a business coming to his door?

"Fortune telling, five hundred and one hexagrams, don't miss it when you pass by, you can't get to Moscow with 500 yuan, you can't buy a car with 500 yuan, you can't buy it at a loss and you can't be fooled..."

As soon as the car door opened, Song Shiyi started yelling.

It's just that the old man who came out of it didn't respond at all. He just came to buy something, and he wouldn't believe these fortune-telling nonsense.

The Taoist priests of Xuanqing Temple have said that people from regular Taoist temples will not come out to tell fortunes in public, and those who come out to set up stalls to tell fortunes are liars, and the talismans drawn are useless.

"Old man, no matter how hard I try to yell, why do you feel like you can't hear it? Why don't you tell your fate? Even if the old man doesn't want to, you can do it for your family members. I know everything."

Song Shiyi smiled, his face bright.

The old man ignored Song Shiyi and continued walking forward.

"There is a patient in your family, or there is a patient in the house where you live. After all, you are just a servant."

The smile on Song Shiyi's face was restrained, and he sat on the chair with a nonchalant expression, "That man is not a minor illness, let alone a general doctor can cure it. The old man has time to talk to me now. ?”

Uncle Fu stopped in his tracks. Although he didn't believe that Song Shiyi was an excellent Taoist priest at a young age, Song Shiyi was right in every sentence. Outsiders didn't know about these things. Only the master of the Xuanqing Temple knew that this little girl was who?
"If the old man still doesn't believe me, he can count his own life and see if I'm right."

Intrigued by Fu Bo, he walked to Song Shiyi's small stall, looked at her crude table, and was a little hesitant. Doesn't fortune-telling require the help of many things?

Even the fortune-telling master of Xuanqing Guan holds a tortoise in his hand.

How can Song Shiyi tell his fortune if he has nothing?

"This Master Song is really powerful. It costs 500 yuan to make a hexagram. The elderly can try it. In addition, Miss Song can also watch Fengshui to exorcise evil spirits. If something really happens in your family, please ask Master Song quickly. I'll let you go back and have a look."

Standing beside Song Shiyi, Chu Yao spared no effort to sell.

Fu Bo sighed, the current liars are all formed in groups, one is a liar, and the other is a pawn!
And he always felt that the little girl next to him looked familiar.

Uncle Fu searched in his mind for a while, but he just felt familiar and didn't remember anything. Sure enough, he was too old to remember things.

"Old man, why don't you take me to the house to have a look. The patient in your family is in a special situation. There must be other priests around me. I, a weak woman, won't cause any disturbances. Besides, there are multiple ways for multiple people. You Say yes?"

Song Shiyi's hands tapped rhythmically on the table, making a clear and crisp sound. Faber was attracted by the tapping sound, his originally clear eyes became cloudy, and he nodded subconsciously.

"Come on, thank you, old man!"

Song Shiyi quickly put away his things, Fu Bo only felt dazed, as if someone was giving him an order, and he didn't wake up until he heard a snap of his fingers in the car.

Seeing Song Shiyi in the co-pilot and Chu Yao in the back seat, Uncle Fu was stunned. How did these two get up, and why is he also in the car?
"Old man, you just took the initiative to invite us up, saying that you want to take us back to see a doctor for your family, let's go."

Song Shiyi didn't want to take Chu Yao with him, but Chu Yao said that she was very useful, and if it was hard for her to say it, Chu Yao could help her say it...

Just like the matter of charging fees just now, and the matter of defrauding Uncle Fu now.

As a member of the Taoist sect, she is naturally not good at lying, but Chu Yao is different. Chu Yao can speak cleverly, which saves her a lot of trouble.

Forbe scratched his head, was he the one who invited the two into the car?
He didn't remember why, but no one else could open the door except him. Could it be that he is really old and his brain is not working well?

Fu Bo looked in the direction of the co-pilot. Song Shiyi was sitting upright with a calm face, but if he looked closely, he could see that the tips of Song Shiyi's ears were a little red.

She is not good at lying.

"The old man believes that I am right. Looking at your car, you know that only the rich and powerful can afford it. I am the eldest lady of the Chu family. Although the Chu family is not considered top-notch wealthy, I can still give you a guarantee. If anything happens, I can take care of it for you."

Either follow Song Shiyi shamelessly, or go back and face the unknown fear, Chu Yao knows which one to choose with her eyes closed.

Miss Chu family?
No wonder it looks so familiar?This young lady of the Chu family follows this young lady, is there really something special about her?

Uncle Fu's expression turned a little more serious, and he didn't dare to drive directly towards Lu's house without wasting time.

Song Shiyi kept her eyes closed all the way, but she opened her eyes when she was approaching the Lu's Manor. She felt the monstrous evil spirit lingering around her!

(End of this chapter)