genius divination

Chapter 9 Kidnapping
The next morning, Fan Jiannan appeared again in the corner of Nanchan Temple Pedestrian Street, where the fortune tellers gathered.To the surprise of a group of fortune tellers, he also brought a big sign this time.

It seems that he was inspired by the three Kanyumen hawkers, and he also got a signboard, which reads "Yin and Yang predict prosperity and decline, four pillars are decisive, and the time is high or low; gossip divination is all about fortune, when you ask worries and doubts, you can clearly determine good or bad." And the strange thing is - he didn't put this signboard next to him, but put it more than ten meters away from him.

The strange thing is that as soon as his signboard was put up, all the passers-by seemed to walk in his direction unconsciously, which really depressed a group of old gentlemen.

Fan Jiannan greeted the business leisurely, "Beauty, I see that your legs are faintly black, and you are going to be unlucky recently, do you want to count..."

"Fuck off, old lady, these are silk stockings, black silk." The passing middle-aged aunt glared at each other.

"Oh, that's your stockings, be careful." Fan Jiannan yelled from a distance.As a result, the aunt had scratched her silk stockings before she could take a few steps.

Just as Fan Jiannan was enjoying himself, that Wu Banxian came.As soon as the old gentleman saw Fan Jiannan, his eyes lit up immediately, and he ran over and said mysteriously to Fan Jiannan, "Brother, please take a step to talk." Regardless of Fan Jiannan's objections, he forcibly pulled Fan Jiannan to a relatively secluded corner.

Fan Jiannan said incredulously, "You...what do you want to do?"

Wu Banxian poked his head around to see if there was no one around, and knelt down to Fan Jiannan with a "plop".Fan Jiannan was stunned by this move, "Old man, you can't do that, right? What's the matter, what's the matter?"

"No! I, Wu, have eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai. Little brother, no! Master Fan, Master Fan! Please accept me as your apprentice!" Wu Banxian said while kneeling solemnly, hugging Fan Jiannan's leg.

"I... old man, no! Uncle, what can I teach you? As soon as I study art, what can I teach you? Do you want to learn to draw women with bare buttocks like me? There is no future in this line of work. I came here to tell fortunes, and I’m here to make a living. Do you still want to learn from me?” Fan Jiannan couldn’t laugh or cry, he doubted whether the old man had dementia.

Wu Banxian shook his head and said with a mournful face: "Master Fan, I found out that you are definitely not an ordinary person the day before yesterday, so I boldly went to check the situation. That day, you never went to the property management center, nor did you encounter the blocked water pipe in your house. In other words, you calculated it. I also went to the lottery sales office to inquire about it. On that day, that lottery sales office issued a bet for the third prize. I have never seen such a magic calculation in my life. I beg the master to accept me as a disciple!"

Fan Jiannan said helplessly, "Old man, I haven't been to the property management center, I just saw the lady splashing water there. As for the lottery ticket sales point I mentioned, I don't know how many lottery tickets can be sold there in a day. How can you be sure that the one I asked you to buy won? Besides, if I really want to have that ability, why should I tell people's fortunes here? Wouldn't it be better to just buy lottery tickets or speculate in stocks?"

How could Wu Banxian believe it, he had identified Fan Jiannan as a master, so he insisted on asking Fan Jiannan to accept him as a disciple.At first, he begged blindly, and finally he simply hugged Fan Jiannan's leg and refused to let him go unless he was accepted as a disciple.

The old guy isn't dementia at all, he's just a crook.Fan Jiannan sighed with a bitter face, "According to the rules of the elders, this apprenticeship is also a big matter, how can you be so casual and settle it by kneeling on the street?"

The traditional master-student relationship in China is second only to the father-son relationship, which is the so-called "parents who gave birth to me, and masters who taught me" and "becoming a teacher is like reincarnation".In some special professions, as soon as you enter the teacher's door, you are all disciplined by the master, and your parents have no right to intervene, and they can't even meet each other.Establishing such a significant relationship naturally requires grand customs and etiquette to confirm and protect it.

Wu Banxian has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, of course he knows this truth, so he couldn't help being stunned.

Unexpectedly, taking advantage of his moment of stupefaction, Fan Jiannan ran away, as fast as a rabbit.He is young, with light legs and feet, how can an old man like Wu Banxian catch up with him.He ran a long way in the blink of an eye, and didn't dare to stop, turning into several alleys in succession.Probing his head at the entrance of the alley to make sure that Wu Banxian hadn't caught up, Fan Jiannan leaned against the wall and took a few breaths.

"Isn't this Master Fan? Why, the deception was exposed, and was he chased and beaten all over the street?" A pleasant voice sounded.Fan Jiannan knew it was Feng Yuan without looking, but when he turned around, it was indeed her.

This girl is wearing a black top today, the tailored fit can show off her beautiful waist curve, and a pair of black trousers make her legs look slender and well-proportioned.It's a pity that the look on that face was a bit unfriendly.

Fan Jiannan coughed dryly twice, and said with a smile: "Well, I can only blame my master for being too handsome and charming, so there are so many fans. Alas, life is hard. Dozens of beauties have chased me for two blocks without success. Unexpectedly, she was blocked by Miss Feng at the entrance of the alley. You can do whatever you want, I can't even run, I have no power to resist, so I can only bear it silently."

"Accept your sister!" Feng Yuan couldn't hear the ridicule in his words, and said angrily, "I just want to see how your deception is exposed. And I want to write it down and expose it to you in the newspaper, so that you Everyone can see your liar face."

Fan Jiannan shrugged and said, "Are you going to help me promote it for free? The best headlines, but I don't pay for advertising." After speaking, he turned and left.

"Stop, don't go!" Feng Yuan chased him and did not let go. "Who did you lie to this time? Be honest, or I will call the police."

"Tch, who cares about you?" Fan Jiannan strode into the alley without looking back.

In the end, before he could take a few steps, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and his head sank, "Hey..." He suddenly fell down.The moment he fell to the ground, he vaguely saw Feng Yuan being covered in panic by two big men, and then Fan Jiannan's eyes darkened, and he passed out.

I don't know how long it took before Fan Jiannan woke up slowly.He struggled to open his eyes, but felt a dull pain in the back of his head, it seemed that he had been knocked out.

He found himself strapped to a chair with his hands tied behind his back.It was dark all around, and it took him a long time to adapt to this dark environment. "Is anyone there?" he called tentatively.

There was no answer, and no one seemed to be around.

Fan Jiannan thought carefully about the whole process. Before he passed out, he seemed to see that Feng Yuan was also captured.where is sheMaybe she's here.

Fan Jiannan kicked his legs hard. Since he was tied to the chair, he could only hop around clumsily, and it took him a long time to move a little.

He seemed to have found a dark figure in the corner, he tried his best to move over, and said in a low voice, "Feng Yuan, Feng Yuan? Is that you? Are you okay?"

"You... who are you?" Feng Yuan's voice trembled with fear.

"It's me, Fan Jiannan."

"It's you, you liar!" Feng Yuan was taken aback and raised his voice.

"Shhhhh! My eldest lady, you can't keep your voice down. Are you trying to attract the kidnappers? We were kidnapped, do you know..." Fan Jiannan couldn't help crying.

"Kidnapping?" Feng Yuan's voice trembled, "Aren't you joking? I see, you are afraid that I will expose you, so you are looking for your accomplice... Are you going to silence me?"

"Shut up? Miss, I really convinced you. Hey, don't you reporters have a particularly rich imagination? I was almost beaten to death with a stick. Do I want to kill myself?" Fan Jiannan almost laughed angrily.

"Then... who are they?" Feng Yuan asked in panic.

"How would I know? Hey, don't cry, don't cry! Calm down, you must be calm." Fan Jiannan whispered, "I said, are your clothes still there? I mean, those kidnappers didn't do anything to you, did they?" ?”

"What are you talking about! No! No! I'm not saying I don't have any clothes, but... they didn't do anything to me. If you dare to spread rumors, I... I will fight you." Feng Yuan was shocked and ashamed road.

"Hey, I also mean it well. Don't be so loud. If you really attracted the kidnappers, I can't guarantee whether they will force it or not." Fan Jiannan said in a low voice.

As a result, after he finished speaking, Feng Yuan started to cry again, but this time she really didn't dare to speak out, she was just sobbing.

Fan Jiannan himself was about to cry, "My eldest lady, can you wait for me to finish speaking?"

"I don't listen, so I don't want to listen, you are a bad person... woo woo woo..."

Fan Jiannan's head was completely dizzy, and he said quickly, "You can't escape if you cry. First, check to see if you have a mobile phone or other communication tools in your pocket. We can call the police and have someone come to rescue you, silly girl."

"But...all my mobile phones are in my handbag. The bag was taken away by them." Feng Yuan said pitifully.

"You...well, my phone seems to have been stolen too. But there is still a way." Fan Jiannan gritted his teeth. "I have a lighter in my trouser pocket."

"Lighter?" Feng Yuan asked suspiciously.

"I'm so stupid, I don't know how you are a reporter." Fan Jiannan said angrily, "My hands are tied behind the chair and I can't move, please help me out. Let's burn the rope first, and then find a way to escape. Come on, lean in, hurry up."

Feng Yuan was also tied up, but she was better than Fan Jiannan, at least her feet could move.She tried her best to stand up, slowly jumped in front of Fan Hua, turned her back to Fan Jiannan, and groped with the hands tied behind her.

"Hey, come a little further, and it's almost there. My eldest lady, come closer. Is the **** posture okay?" Fan Jiannan was taken aback suddenly, with a strange expression, "Where are you touching? Do you think it's a lighter or a sausage? It's not in the middle, the trouser pocket is on the side...uh..."

Feng Yuan seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly withdrew his hand.After a burst of panic, he stammered, "I... I didn't do it on purpose."

Fan Jiannan was about to cry, "Don't hold back, you'll almost touch it if you try harder. Go on, hurry up. Don't touch other places, I really can't stand this stimulation, please."

Feng Yuan shrank his hands and feet, spent a long time, and finally took out the lighter from Fan Jiannan's trouser pocket.

Fan Jiannan said happily, "Okay. Come on, burn the rope on my back first. Burn the rope as much as possible, and don't burn me. Ah, it hurts, burn the rope, don't touch my clothes."

"I'm sorry!" Feng Yuan cried, "I can't see it from behind."

"OK, good. Calm down, calm down, don't get excited, continue to burn. It will be fine in a while, it will be fine in a while." Fan Jiannan gritted his teeth.

The flames flickered, and the rope finally broke.Fan Jiannan stood up and quickly broke free from the remaining ropes on his body.Taking advantage of the faint firelight, he glanced at Feng Yuan whose face was covered with tears and sweat, and his heart softened again.

He walked over and silently helped her untie the tied rope while observing the surrounding situation.

Surrounded by solid concrete walls, the only door was tightly shut.Fan Jiannan judged from the complicated pipelines above his head that this was a basement.

Suddenly his expression changed and he frowned.

"What's wrong with you, we...are we going to pry open the door?" Feng Yuan hesitated, "Will that alarm them?"

"No..." Fan Jiannan smiled wryly, "There is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear?"

"Oh, I'm so anxious. Tell me quickly." Feng Yuan's eyes were red, and he was about to cry again.

Fanhua smiled wryly, "The good news is that there is no one guarding outside now, and I probably know who the kidnappers are. The bad news is that the place we are in is a dead end."

"Trapped dragon game? What do you mean?" Feng Yuan asked anxiously.

"Someone blocked all the roads with Fengshui Kanyu. This trapped dragon situation is one of the odd numbers in Fengshui. Unless the people who set up the formation open it, it is difficult for us to get out. It is like a trapped dragon, which cannot go to the sky. You can't enter the sea either." Fan Jiannan said lightly. "So, the person who tied us must be someone from the Kanyu Sect."

(End of this chapter)