The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 277 Sick Beauty Su Juner (2)

That physique is really not flattering.

Standing on the stone steps, Feng Qingcheng frowned slightly as she watched the Sumerian standing upright looking up at the sky.

It's time for a cup of tea...

Hmm, looks fine.

The time for two cups of tea has passed...

The Sumerian's frail body was crumbling.

The time for three cups of tea has passed...

"Pa-ta--" At the moment Su Jun'er fell completely, Feng Qingcheng caught her.

She looked at the small face with the Sumerian logo, and sighed softly.

To be Su Jun'er's boxing master... the master is still good, so let's forget about fisting!

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The main street of the imperial capital.

There is an endless stream of people coming and going.

One after another, it was loud and lively.

On the side of the street, a strangely dressed man is setting up a stall.

He was dressed in black, with a silver mask covering his entire face, and his head was wrapped in a black cloth.

He was sitting on a chair, leaning against a poorly made and broken table, and beside the table stood a wooden pole, on which was hung a brocade curtain.

It reads: "Divination, the divination is accurate."

His slightly strange dress and the words on the flag attracted passers-by to look back frequently.

I've seen a fortune teller.

Never seen such a fortune teller!

This person is Feng Qingcheng, why did he come out to help people divination?All because of the dream last night.

Usually, every time she dreamed of Wu Liluo, she never communicated with her face to face. This time, Wu Liluo talked to her face to face in her dream.

"My Qingcheng, take these few things and start divination for others from tomorrow. Three times a day, I can't stop."

Wu Liluo called her Qingcheng...not Xingchen...

But that's not the point!

Why did she have to come out for divination?Still three trigrams a day?
... When she woke up the next day, there was something that Wu Liluo had brought to her in her dream beside her bed.

Fuck, this world is so unreal!
No, this is a fantasy world!

So, she said hello to Su Junyan, and opened the shop on the busiest street in the imperial capital, doing fortune-telling!

It was about ten o'clock at this time, and the sun was shining brightly on her body, making it a little too hot.

No one came to her for divination this morning. Should it be said that it is a rare thing or not?

Feng Qingcheng propped her chin, looking at the bustling street with a lazy attitude.

"Gollum... Gollum..."

Feng Qingcheng could hear the sound of the carriage rolling to the ground clearly.

"Call-"

The horse stopped running, and the wheels scratched the ground with a sharp sound.

Feng Qingcheng raised her peach blossom eyes and looked at the carriage parked not far from her.

The one who got out of the carriage was a middle-aged man who was about 50 or [-] years old.

Look at the dress, like an official.

uh-huh?Tell her fortune.

Ling lips hooked up, watching the middle-aged man walking towards her.

"You can tell fortunes?"

Perhaps it was because he had been in a high position for many years, when the middle-aged man uttered his voice, a heavy majesty immediately surrounded Feng Qingcheng.

Feng Qingcheng looked at him indifferently: "Would you like to give it a try?"

The middle-aged man seemed to be disdainful, and he snorted lightly, but his body obediently sat opposite Feng Qingcheng.

"Since you are a fortune teller, count me in."

Staring straight at Feng Qingcheng with stern eyes, the middle-aged man's impoliteness was not concealed.

Feng Qingcheng has no idea, she hasn't done fortune-telling, fortune-telling or something, if it wasn't for Wu Liluo, she wouldn't have come.

Pretending to open the book in front of her, the contents of the book made Feng Qingcheng's eyes widen.

She thought this book was just for show...

(End of this chapter)