Unscrupulous stick: kidnap a regent to farm

Chapter 89 The Unexpected Person 1
At the beginning of the temple fair, lucky people were not selected for fortune-telling. In the beginning, Jingwen made some opening remarks, and then offered incense.

Many people value the first stick of incense and think that the first stick of incense is the best. Therefore, as soon as incense is allowed to be offered, the main hall is immediately crowded with people.

Seeing this situation, Long Yuejiao frowned, and said to the abbot beside her, "Take me to meet the nobleman who wants to tell the fortune."

"En." The abbot responded and led Long Yuejiao to the side hall behind.

Making the momentum bigger, attracting the nobles, and having Fangzheng help the nobles to tell their fortunes, this is a series of famous means that Long Yuejiao and the others negotiated.

It's so simple to say, but in fact, from the moment they made a big splash, they knew that it was very complicated to accomplish this series of things. To make a big splash, they took advantage of the emperor's prestige.

As for inviting nobles to tell fortunes, it was even more difficult. In order to persuade their favored nobles to invite fortune-tellers, they spent nearly half a month, and this was only one step.

The Rakshasa Temple said that it was good to choose the lucky one, so naturally they had to be unexpected, so that people would believe that this person was really lucky.

In order to achieve this, Long Yuejiao thought of a fun way, which left the abbot and Fangzheng speechless. The abbot threw a cloth ball, and whoever could catch the cloth ball would be the lucky one.

When I heard this method for the first time, I thought it was like a woman throwing a hydrangea ball. The abbot and Fang Zheng shook their heads and refused without thinking.

Seeing this, Long Yuejiao asked, "If you don't use this method, then you should think of a better way."

better one?No!

Taking it for granted, the abbot had to adopt her method in the end.

Then again, it is absolutely impossible to use the fortune teller they fancy to tell fortunes, and to use the method of throwing the ball to select him.

Therefore, when Long Yuejiao visited the nobleman this time, besides helping him tell his fortune in advance and telling Fang Zheng, she also had to figure out how to make the fortune teller catch the ball.

The nobleman is a middle-aged man, he is dressed in a silver brocade robe, with a green jade crown standing on top of his head, and a tasseled jade belt with a finger's width around his waist, if you don't look at his face, this attire is very decent .

It's a pity that under this bright attire, there is a wretched face.

Looking at that face, Long Yuejiao felt very disgusting.

Seeing Long Yuejiao's frowning, Fangzheng couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"Is this the nobleman?" she asked.

Fangzheng did not answer, but looked at the abbot.

The abbot nodded, "This is the noble person you calculated to help us become famous."

Long Yuejiao pursed her lips, and muttered, "It's really hard to be such a high-ranking official after growing up like this."

"What?" the abbot didn't hear clearly.

Long Yuejiao pursed her lips, and said to the abbot, "I have figured out his fate, let's leave first."

"Ah."

In response to this, the three left quietly.

After staying in a quiet place, Long Yuejiao told Fang Zheng the fate of the nobleman, and then told Fang Zheng her plan for letting the fortune teller take over the ball.

After finishing speaking, Long Yuejiao said, "From now on, it will be up to you to handle the whole process."

"En." Fangzheng responded.

The abbot smiled and said, "If you succeed this time, you will be the benefactor of my Raksha Temple."

Long Yuejiao shook her head, "The host shouldn't say such things, helping the Rakshasa Temple is also helping me, isn't it?" She was also pointing at the Rakshasa Temple to make money.

The abbot could hear what she meant, he coughed lightly, and said, "I'm going to throw the ball, you can do whatever you want."

"it is good."

The abbot and Fangzheng stopped talking and left together.

Watching them go away, Long Yuejiao pursed her lips. At first, she thought that everything would be left to the abbot, and she only needed to tell people's fortunes.

But in the end, she almost helped them plan everything.

Really hope it works out this time!The reason why the abbot treated her so well was because he put all his hope of revitalizing the Rakshasa Temple on her.

If she fails this time, let alone what he will do to her, then her idea of ​​easily earning a high salary in Raksha Temple will be shattered.

Indeed, she didn't intend to keep cooperating with Fangzheng to make money until they were found secretly helping people with fortune-telling.But now their little privacy is known, not only knowing, they also let them go tolerantly, and decided to cooperate with her to make money.

Of course, although the Raksha Temple is not for making money, for her, this is an excellent opportunity to make money.

And she thinks, it can be done for life, after all, she doesn't need to show up, and she can get money, why not do it?
She can guarantee that if she can stabilize in Rakshasa Temple, she will be happier than she is in modern times.

Thoughts turned one after another, Long Yuejiao was finally worried about them, and decided to hide in the crowd to observe the plan.

After leaving Long Yuejiao, the abbot went to find Jingwen, and explained to him the plan for the fortune teller to take the ball. After he confirmed that there was no problem, he let him announce that the lucky one was selected by throwing the ball.

Jingwen took the order, and used his internal force to tell the story of the ball being thrown to select the lucky one.

The crowd who had been huddled together to offer incense heard this, and stopped immediately, their eyes all focused on Jingwen.

Seeing this, Jingwen repeated what he had just said aloud before saying, "Now, the abbot of the Rakshasa Temple will throw the ball to select candidates."

After saying that, Jingwen stepped aside.

The abbot hurriedly walked to the place where he had just stood.

Glancing at the crowd with fierce eyes, the abbot said, "Whoever can catch my cloth ball will be the lucky one today. I hope you can become this lucky person."

While speaking, he had already received the cloth ball that Jingwen handed over.

"Okay." Everyone responded in unison.

The abbot nodded, raised the cloth ball in his hand, and threw it out with a swish.

The cloth ball landed on a certain position, and the crowd rushed to fight immediately. At this time, the cloth ball flew out and landed on the other side of the crowd. Repeated this several times, the cloth ball rose again and fell, and it was about to fall to the ground. A middle-aged man in a silver brocade robe.

When he saw the cloth ball flying, he also stretched out his hand to catch it. He thought that the cloth ball must be his own, just like everyone who watched the cloth ball thought.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the cloth ball was about to fall into his hand, a man in black appeared out of nowhere, took the cloth ball and threw it in a certain direction.

This change surprised the abbot and others, and they subconsciously wanted to snatch it back, but the cloth ball was firmly held by a handsome young man in a white shirt, and several people appeared beside him to protect him. He doesn't want others to come near him.

A few seconds later, the dust settled, the abbot's face was extremely ugly, and he lowered his eyes sullenly.

The abbot didn't know that his expression was seen by the white-clothed boy. Seeing him like this, the young man laughed and said loudly, "I didn't expect that I would be such a lucky person, abbot, so now, I can Let God do the math for me?"

(End of this chapter)