Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 277 Assassinated on the Street (1)

Si De is an honest boy who doesn't talk much.

But whenever Shen Jing Shu mentioned something, he could always respond with a few words.

Shen Jingshu likes this simple and harmonious way of getting along.

"Hey Side, do you think this flower is beautiful?"

"nice."

"Well, I think it's beautiful too."

……

"Hey Side, do you think this bottle looks better or this one?"

"The one on the left."

"Oh, we both have the same eyes."

……

"Hey Side, what do you think of this fan? Your son, will I become chic, suave and personable immediately after I have this fan?"

"My lord, you're already chic, suave and personable, but it's not good to have too many fans, like those uneducated dudes who like to flirt with good women."

Shen Jingshu looked at the fan in his hand, and instantly imagined a dude holding a fan in cold weather, followed by a group of domineering servants and guards, who surrounded them when they saw attractive girls and young women, The scene of picking someone's chin with the fan in his hand and calling him "little lady" shivered with aversion to cold.

"Oh, forget it, don't buy it, don't buy it." Shen Jingshu threw the fan in his hand on the pavement, and continued to walk forward.

After a while, seeing a familiar stall, her eyes flickered, she strode over and squeezed through the crowd to the inside.

After seeing the person behind the table clearly, a look of disappointment floated in his eyes.

Not a magic stick...

Although Tanqian is also a fortune-telling and bluffing magic stick, it is not the magic stick she met before.

"Girl, you have suffered a bloody disaster recently."

The magic stick who was reading palmistry had a solemn and serious expression on his face, but his hand was caressingly touching the fortune-teller's hand, eating tofu in a grandiose manner.

"Ah? Then what should I do?" The fortune-teller looked uneasy, "Is there any way to resolve it?"

"This, there is a way to resolve it." The magic stick showed a look of embarrassment.

"But let me open the sky eye to do the math. The sky eye is divine power, and it takes a lot of energy. I won't open it easily..."

The girl felt sorry for it, and hurriedly took out a couple of small pieces of silver from her pocket, and when the magic stick saw the money on the table, his face gradually softened.

"Since the girl is so sincere, then I will reluctantly make a calculation for the girl. Wait a moment, girl."

The magic stick retracted his hand, and took out a turtle shell and a few copper coins from the drawer of the table.

Then he closed his eyes and recited a bunch of spells devoutly that no one could understand, then held the tortoise shell and shook it three times before throwing the copper coins on the table.

It looks similar.

After deciphering the array of copper coins, the magic stick told the girl to stay away from the kitchen and all knives for the next month, even the scissors in the bedroom had better be put away, otherwise disaster may strike.

The girl thanked her gratefully, got up and left, Shen Jingshu thought for a while, blocked the next girl who was about to sit down, and smiled at that girl.

"Miss, can you please help me? I am anxious to find my relatives, and I want to ask this master to figure out where my relatives are now."

The girl was dazzled by her smile and nodded hurriedly. "Young master please first."

"Thank you." She sat down calmly, took out ten taels of silver from her pocket and put it on the table, straight to the point.

"Brother, please do the math for me. If you can figure out where the person I'm looking for is now, the silver is yours."

The person in front of him doesn't look like a person with real supernatural powers, but Shen Jingshu is also willing to believe that people can't be judged by appearances.

In case this person is really capable, can he figure out where the magic stick is?

(End of this chapter)