In ancient times, I made a fortune by copying my family

Ling Chu was about to close the stall and go home when a woman suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

He rushed straight to Ling Chu.

Kneeling down with a plop.

Tilting her head slightly, she begged Ling Chu, "Xianggu, please, can you help me find my son?"

Those who originally wanted to take advantage and ask Ling Chu for fortune-telling were unhappy when they saw someone who was one step ahead of them.

But when he saw the woman's face clearly, he couldn't help frowning.

"Hey, who am I to know? Isn't this Mrs. Yang from Wufangzhai?"

Someone took a closer look, nodded quickly and said, "It is indeed her."

Hearing that the woman in front of him was the wife of Wufangzhai, more people started talking about it.

"I've heard that Mrs. Yang from Wufangzhai is crazy. I didn't believe it at first. But looking at it now, it turns out that the rumors are true."

"I heard that since her son was lost and burned to death on the Lantern Festival, Mrs. Yang couldn't stand the shock of her son's tragic death, and she went crazy."

"Some people say that she still hasn't accepted the fact that her son died tragically, saying that he was just lost and is still looking for it every day."

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Ling Chu heard these discussions and glanced sideways at them.

He turned around again, surprised.

Is this woman a lunatic?
Why doesn't she look like that?

Although this woman looked unkempt, she clearly saw a trace of clarity in her begging eyes!
Mrs. Yang probably saw her doubts, and hurriedly said, "Xianggu, I'm not crazy. My son is not dead, he just disappeared. I can't find him. I beg Xiangu to help me."

Probably because she was afraid that Ling Chu would not be willing to help, Mrs. Yang rolled up her sleeves, took off the bracelet on her wrist, and handed it to her with both hands, "I don't have a silver ticket with me, so I use this bracelet as gold, please help me count it Let me know the whereabouts of my son."

Mrs. Yang spoke clearly, she didn't look crazy.

It's just that Ling Chu just wanted to say that she was going to close the stall and go home, and she wanted to do a fortune-telling and come back tomorrow.

But the system beeped at this moment.

【Ding!Power stone detected. 】

[Energy stones are helpful for system repair. 】

【Ding!Request task detected]

【The host is asked to complete the task and get the energy stone to help the system repair. 】

Seeing these messages, Ling Chu frowned slightly.

What is a power stone?
Could it be Mrs. Yang's jade bracelet?

Ling Chu took a look at it and found that the bracelet was of good quality, and the whole body was crystal clear.Especially the watery emerald green makes people feel a lot cooler in this hot summer.

It turns out that Jade can help the system repair, and I don't know if the things she put in the system in her previous life can be unsealed after the repair is completed?
Seeing that Ling Chu kept staring at the bracelet without speaking, Mrs. Yang thought that she disliked the bracelet for not having enough gold, so she said nervously, "Xianggu, as long as you help me find my son, there will be a lot of reward."

Ling Chu originally planned to close the stall and go home, but since the system had issued a task, she had no choice but to take it.

"No, this bracelet is enough for divination gold. Get up, and I will count it for you."

Seeing that Ling Chu actually agreed to tell this crazy woman a fortune teller, those onlookers tried to dissuade her.

"Xianggu, Mrs. Yang's son was burned to death a long time ago, how do you calculate the hexagram of the dead?"

"Don't look at her, she seems to be quite normal now, but I heard that when she goes crazy, she will beat people."

"Taoist, you don't look very good in this body, be careful not to be beaten by this crazy woman."

Some people worried that Ling Chu would be dissuaded with good intentions, but some people thought she was just coveting Mrs. Yang's bracelet.

"This Taoist nun didn't make any money after doing two calculations before. I'm afraid she saw that Mrs. Yang is a crazy woman, and she wanted to fool around a few words so that she could get her bracelet."

Ling Chu ignored the others' comments, let Mrs. Yang sit down on the mat, and then asked, "Give me your and your son's name and date of birth."

Mrs. Yang saw that she promised to tell her fortune, a look of surprise appeared on her dirty face.

He reached out to pick up the brush on the table and dipped it in ink, and wrote his name and date of birth on the rice paper.

The eyes of the onlookers were all amazed. They didn't expect Mrs. Yang to be crazy, and she could even write.

But some people disagree, "Some lunatics don't go crazy all the time. This Mrs. Yang used to be a well-educated lady, so even if she is crazy, it's not surprising that she can write."

Mrs. Yang heard those people's comments, but she didn't pay attention to them, she just fixed her eyes on Ling Chu.

Ling Chu first took out three incense sticks and lit them, then took out the tortoise shell and copper coins, and began to calculate.

"Xianggu, what's the matter, my son is still alive?" Seeing Ling Chu staring at the hexagram, Mrs. Yang felt uneasy, hoping to hear good news, but afraid of being disappointed again.

Facing Mrs. Yang's hopeful gaze, Ling Chu nodded with a smile, "Your son is still alive, not dead."

not dead?

Hearing these two words, Mrs. Yang seemed to hear the sounds of nature.

Eyes burst into amazing light.

This is great news.

But the tears were like broken beads, falling continuously.

Mrs. Yang was so excited that she choked up tears at first, but various emotions followed, filling her entire chest.I endured it and endured it, but I still couldn't hold it back, and I couldn't care less about being rude, so I covered my face with my hands and burst into tears.

In the past six months, she searched everywhere like crazy day and night, disappointed and hit again and again, and suffered all kinds of suffering.

Her mother-in-law's abuse, her husband's resentment, her concubine's schadenfreude, and others' sarcasm made her almost collapse.She was so painful that she wanted to kill herself.

But when she thinks that a child as young as hers still doesn't know where to suffer, she can't even feel at ease when she dies.

You can only search day by day.

Now she finally sees hope.

Those who watched the fun originally thought that Mrs. Yang was a crazy woman, and her son had been dead for half a year. She was still unwilling to accept this fact, which was a bit too stubborn.

But seeing her crying so sad now, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

Madam Yang cried for a while, then quickly wiped away her tears, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Xianggu, since my son is not dead, where is he now?"

"East of the city."

Some people couldn't see how Ling Chu deceived a crazy woman for a bracelet, and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "I said that you, a Taoist nun, are not afraid of lightning strikes if you deceive a crazy person like this."

"After the death of Mrs. Yang's son, she was already deeply shocked. Now you, Taoist nun, say that her son is not dead. When she finds out that she has been deceived, she may not be able to bear the blow and will go completely crazy."

"These days, even Taoist nuns come out to bluff and deceive. It's really out of the ordinary."

Ling Chu didn't want to pay attention to those accusations at first, but when she repeatedly said that she was bluffing, she couldn't help being angry, "Who said I was deceiving Mrs. Yang, the hexagram clearly shows that Mrs. Yang's son is still alive."

Ling Chu simply packed his things, stood up, and said to Mrs. Yang, "Let's go, I'll take you to find my son."

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