Smash the little fairy doctor, relying on fortune-telling to popularize the entire dynasty

Chapter 53
Su Qingtian frowned slightly, and wanted to avoid it vigilantly. From the corner of her eye, she saw Xiao Jiu, who was carefully protecting the sugar figurine, and pursed her mouth.

You can escape the first day of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth day.

Sighing, the little girl opened her legs and walked towards the stall.

"Ten coins and one hexagram, seek good luck and avoid bad luck, don't need money if it doesn't work—"

"Little master wants to tell your fortune?"

Seeing the direction Su Qingtian was heading for, Xiao Jiu hurriedly stopped her, "You can't trust the words of these charlatans."

Su Qingtian could see the faint fear on the boy's face.

At that time, because someone criticized his fate of restraining his relatives and friends, he was abandoned by his parents and driven away by others, and he lived like a wandering orphan all his life.

"Yes, that man must be a liar."

Xiao Nan said proudly, "Sister, you are much better than him, so why ask him for it."

If sister Tiantian hadn't appeared, he himself would have died a few nights ago, and he must have been much more powerful than this fool who set up a stall.

Seeing that both of them stopped her, Su Qingtian made up a reason.

"I'm just curious and want to see if he's sure."

She worked really hard to earn some merit for her little brother!

Before the three of them could react, Su Qingtian had already walked to the fortune-telling booth.

"Little girl, what do you want to ask?"

The fortune-teller was over fifty years old, with a goatee beard.

He gently rubbed the goatee at the corner of his mouth with one hand, and his slow tone had a mysterious sense of immortality.

"I want to figure out when you will die."

As she said that, the little girl took out a tael of silver and put it on the table, staring at the old man with her big blinking eyes.

Such an obvious reminder should be very direct!

The old fortune-teller suddenly lost his temper, how can anyone curse someone like that!

He wanted to drive away the troublemaker directly, but the other party actually took out the money and still looked serious.

In front of money, he instantly lost his spine.

The three people behind them couldn't help being surprised when they heard Su Qingtian's questioning.

Xiao Nan knew that there must be a reason for Tiantian's sister, and Lu Wuming also knew the little lady's abilities to some extent, only Xiaojiu looked surprised and entangled.

But seeing that brother Lu was silent, he had no choice but to stand behind Su Qingtian and wait.

In case the old fortune-teller gets angry, he can protect his master and leave.

"Ten years ago, the teacher did make a fortune for the old man."

The old fortune-teller put on the same appearance as before, and said leisurely, "This old man lives eighty to eighty."

"Aren't you going to do the math for yourself now to see if things have changed?"

Seeing that the other party didn't understand her point, Su Qingtian asked, "Are you sure it's 88?"

Now the fortune teller couldn't hold back anymore.

What's the matter with this dead boy, why did he suddenly come to meet this old man?
The melon farmers on the side also noticed the little bustle at the fortune-telling booth, fanning the palm-leaf fan happily watching the old Taoist slump.

He still knows this old way, but he is just a wild way of becoming a monk halfway.

Ben picked up a basically broken gossip book from a street stall, and after knowing a few characters, he recited some fortune-telling formulas, and soon he called himself a fortune-teller.

Half a bottle of stuff in his stomach is dissatisfied and wandering around, opening his mouth has fooled many people over the years.

Today, it is considered a hard stubble.

The old fortune-teller cast a glance at the bustling Gua Nong and ignored him, his eyes were full of the tael of silver that Xiaowa put in front of him.

Make money, it's not shabby!
For this tael of silver, the old man counted with his fingers.

I don't know which family the little girl is from. She took the servant out to watch the excitement and saw her stall. How can she refuse to accept the free money?

Besides, a little doll can understand what fortune-telling is not, but it's just too much curiosity.

He said a few words that he didn't understand in a serious manner, and the old Taoist put down his hands and said to Su Qingtian in a serious manner.

"Little girl, the old man's fate has not changed, and he can indeed live to eighty-eight."

Seeing the old man being so perfunctory, Su Qingtian sighed secretly.

They all reminded him that he was still not serious about this, and he couldn't say anything more.

With an idea, she said to the old Taoist.

"Do you want me to tell you a fortune?"

Now the old Daoist was bewildered, it was the first time someone wanted to tell his fortune in these years.

"Miss, the art of cultivating Taoism is very easy to learn, let alone you are still young."

"Even if you have one or two roots of wisdom, it is impossible to reach the realm of divination of other people's fate."

As he spoke, the old Taoist began to tangle his goatee again.

"Even if I'm an experienced person, it took nearly 50 years to study this fate technique thoroughly before I dared to set up this small stall to count on others."

"I count mine."

Su Qingtian insisted, and handed over a tael of silver
"It doesn't matter if you listen."

Seeing that the money was already in front of him, the old fortune-teller no longer refused with Su Qingtian.

In his eyes, this is just a child who likes to play and make trouble.

Picking up the money and putting it in his bosom, the old fortune-teller leaned on the chair leisurely and looked at the little girl.

"Since Xiaoyou insists, why don't you calculate when the Dao will die?"

"Today is the time, let someone else kill you!"

The big black eyes stared straight at the old man, making cold sweat run down his spine.

Even Gua Nong, who was watching from the sidelines, was shocked that such a small doll could say such terrible words.

Unexpected death? !
Does this little baby know what is meant by violent death?

"Hahahaha!"

Suddenly, the old fortune teller laughed out loud.

He shook his head and said, "Little friend, please don't make trouble with the old man."

"It's too much talking in the open sky, but you have to make a mouthful."

Lu Wuming took a step forward with some dissatisfaction, no matter what offensive words the young lady said, the other party must not curse the young lady.

Su Qingtian raised her hand to block Lu Wuming, she just wanted to remind the old man to run for his life, but unfortunately he didn't believe him, so that's all.

Gua Nong also reacted,
This young lady must be bored, so she came here to bluff people. He let go of his mood and shook the cattail fan in his hand again.

At this time, there is not much time since Sishi, and usually the fortune-telling old man will set up a stall and leave until Youshi.

Not to mention such a short period of time, the old Taoist will basically not leave the stall. Thinking about killing people in Dongfang City, which is full of people, that person may be tied up and sent to the government immediately.

Gua Nong still wanted to tease Su Qingtian a few words, but found that this little girl who looked like a porcelain doll had already left the fortune-telling booth with the people around her.

"I can smell the aroma of Mrs. Wu's scallion pancakes!"

Su Qingtian pointed to the stall not far away, "Cousin Nan, let's go eat!"

Xiao Nan, who was a bit bored at first, immediately regained his spirits when he heard this.

"Okay, I still want to drink the pear syrup from the stall next to me."

Xiao Nan joyfully took Sister Tiantian's hand and ran towards her beloved stall.

For some reason, he was bored after talking to an old fortune-teller for so long.

Fortunately, Mrs. Wu is out of the stall today, so he can take his sister to eat crispy scallion pancakes!

As Su Qingtian and the others left, the fortune-telling booth became deserted again.

(End of this chapter)