After returning to the city, the real daughter of Xuanxue just wants to start a career

Chapter 4 Looking back, it’s twelve o’clock
  Just as Lao Zheng was about to dig into his pocket, someone held his hand down again.

"Old Zheng, don't be deceived. Save your money to buy more ribs stew for your child."

"That's right. How can such a young man be so capable? It must be a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, and my eldest nephew happened to wake up."

Lao Zheng still took out a few crumpled pieces of money. He wanted to ask how much the money was, but when he saw everyone's expressions, he took two pieces and put them in He Yue's hands.

"You also went with me. Take it. It can be considered as a blessing for my son."

He Yue turned around and left without arguing.

There will always be a time when they invite her back.

It was getting late, and although there was only one order placed today, it was enough for her to have a meal and find a cheap hotel to rest.

After He Yue left, the people around him did not hide it.

"Old Zheng, why did you just give me money?"

"That's right, for 200 yuan, you might as well treat us to dinner and drinks."

……

He Yue returned to the footbridge.

Seeing that no one else was in front of him to ask, he felt empty in his stomach, so he stood up and left.

The white paper on the ground was blown away by the wind and gradually moved away.

He Yue found a cheap hotel nearby to stay in. She had to have a good sleep.

After taking a shower, I lay directly on the bed and prepared to close my eyes.

A man's face emerged from the ceiling and stuck to the board like a membrane.

His black pupils were small and had too many whites. They were shrinking and shrinking, as if he were looking at something interesting.

He Yue met his gaze, and his face moved two inches outward, making it plumper.

The corners of his mouth were grinned, and his teeth were whiter than the moonlight.

"Hey, hey hey."

He Yue ignored him, turned over, and wanted to have a beautiful dream.

"Huh...huh..."

A cool breeze blew on Heyue's neck, and goosebumps were instinctively stirred up in his body.

Something cold embraced He Yue in the darkness.

"Don't sleep..."

Cold hands crossed He Yue's body, pressed on her shoulders, and shook her wildly.

"Don't sleep, get up and get high!"

He Yue twitched the corner of his mouth, drew a small paper man out of thin air, and then touched its forehead, and the paper man immediately came to life as if it had life.

"Let it keep you entertained and don't disturb my sleep."

The ghosts who got their playmates danced to their heart's content in Heyue's room.

That night, the owner of the room opposite He Yue noticed a red light emitting from the opposite room.

Opposite is a couple hotel...

Could it be colorful lights?

The man also wanted to praise him for being so sentimental.

Who knows, then a green light flashed in the room, and a few minutes later a white light flashed again.

It flashed. Why was this light so scary? It was so gloomy.

Is this a crew making a horror movie? ?
  That night, in a square not far away, an old man with white hair and beard was walking by with his hands behind his back. When he saw a group of people in front of him, he went over to watch the excitement.

"What's going on? There are so many of you around a flower bed? Are you going to be a dancer?" The old man chuckled and joked with a stranger next to him.

"I've seen three-legged toads, but they can't surround the flower bed. Someone was dancing here before, and suddenly a piece of paper floated down from the sky, with fortune telling written on it."

The other person also seems to be a talkative person.

"What's so good about fortune telling? Isn't it just vague and saying more good things? And I haven't met anyone yet."

"Well, you can see for yourself." The other party pursed his lips.

The old man took a step inside and saw the black and white writing on the ground, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He suddenly pushed aside the crowd and grabbed the white paper on the ground in his hand.

"Old sir, even if you see a fairy telling fortunes, don't be so excited."

"No, that, you know, where did this paper come from? Who wrote it?" The old man was obviously a little excited and his words were incoherent.

"Didn't I tell you that it floated down from the sky?"

"This really comes from heaven..." The old man touched the words on the paper, looked up at the sky, and was stunned.

……

The next day.

After sleeping with Yue Meimei, I felt refreshed. After breakfast, I came to another overpass.

As usual, it was the free A4 paper from the hotel, crumpled, and written on. Throughout the morning, there were quite a few people who stopped to watch, and there were also many people who introduced the person, but no one asked about the divination.

It was approaching noon, and just as I was about to leave, I saw a commotion not far away.

"Found it, found it!"

"Fairy, the fairy is over here."

Lao Zheng took three steps at a time, rushed to He Yue, knelt on his knees, and stared at everyone.

"Fairy, Fairy, yesterday I was blind and offended you. Please be kind and help me."

He Yue walked aside and looked under the bridge, but did not accept this great gift.

"Go ahead."

"Yesterday, after you left, my son was fine all day long. He didn't look back to his old self at all. But last night, a face suddenly appeared on the red cloth under the bed..."

"I quickly hit it with a pair of pokers. I beat it for almost a whole night, but the cloth got a hole, and the green smoke got into my son's body again. Now he only has one breath left."

"Fairy, fairy, please, save him." Lao Zheng blushed, tears rolling down his face.

He Yue didn't look back, just stretched out his hand and made a three sign.

"Oh oh oh, three times the hexagram gold." Old Zheng wiped his tears, "I borrowed some money, enough, enough..."

He Yue's actions aroused a burst of contempt from people who didn't know the truth.

Taking the stack of money, He Yue counted 15 bills, but handed the rest back to Lao Zheng.

"The hexagram gold is 500, three times is enough. Get up."

"Thank you, thank you. Fairy, you must have a way, right?" As soon as he heard that there was something going on, Old Zheng stood up immediately.

"His condition is not easy to cure. I will go to your house tomorrow to check on the specific situation."

"Fairy, fairy, go today!"

He Yue glanced at Lao Zheng indifferently: "The time has not come yet, it is useless for me to go. You prepare a box to ensure the insulation effect. Fill it with ice cubes, leaving a small compartment in the middle. It is best to prepare a transportation vehicle. Car, come here tomorrow morning.”

"Okay, okay, what about tonight? I'm still guarding my son with pliers."

"Put this talisman on his bedside first at night. You have to keep your spirits up."

He Yue said, taking out the yellow paper he bought last night with his left hand, sketching it in the air with his right hand, and a red word appeared on the yellow paper.

The crowd screamed.

"Is this magic?"

"Hey, you don't understand this. She is a fairy and this is Taoism!"

"Okay, okay, I'll get ready right away." Lao Zheng turned around and left.

After Lao Zheng left, a group of people gathered around He Yue, but she didn't speak and just sat quietly.

Finally someone spoke: "Fairy, can you help me see..."

Although Lao Zheng was in front, only three people came to ask.

After He Yue explained patiently, he stood up and prepared to leave: "Everyone, please don't let the secrets out too much. Today's three hexagrams have been completed."

Regardless of the expectations or doubts in other people's eyes, leave calmly.

"Do you think she was afraid of being exposed, so she defrauded some money and ran away?"

"Probably not. Did I just say that she will come to wait for Lao Zheng tomorrow."

"Let's go, let's see how it goes tomorrow."

……

He Yue finally had some funds and found a shop to change his clothes. Always wearing a school uniform and telling people fortunes, it is easy to attract the attention of the police.

Another day passed, and He Yue came to Lao Zheng's house.

Xiao Zheng was lying on the bed, his rosy face from the previous two days had long disappeared, and he was as angry as a thread. Another piece of red cloth was covered under the bed, but it was obviously useless.

"Fairy, what should I do?" Lao Zheng's tears rolled down his face.

"It's still early, are everything ready?"

"It's all ready. This is the thermal box I borrowed from Wu Lao'er, who sells popsicles. I can't drive, and Lao Zhao, the ride-hailing guy next door, stopped work for a day to help me."

Lao Zheng's eyes were slightly red, obviously he had received a lot of help from his neighbors over the years.

"You didn't sleep well last night. I'm afraid something will go wrong today." He Yue said lightly.

"I, I, I really can't sleep."

No one else would be able to sleep well.

"I'll wake up your son first."

After He Yue finished speaking, he made a virtual drawing in the air with his right hand. After finishing the stroke, it turned into a golden talisman and pushed into Xiao Zheng's mind.

After a while, Xiao Zheng woke up quietly.

"Son, how do you feel?" Lao Zheng held the child's hand and was reluctant to let go.

"Uncle Zheng, this time we really have a comeback." He Yue lightly poured a basin of cold water on her, "It's only 12: noon."

(End of this chapter)