Super Great Fortune Teller

Chapter 9 - Master Save the Life

Someone was passing by. Under the dim light of a street lamp, one could see the words, "If you want to ask the heaven, why not ask me. If you want to ask the heaven, why not ask someone." Moreover, it was already midnight and there weren't any homeless people under the Heaven's Point Bridge. The whole area was empty and there was only a stall, making it seem even more horrifying.

However, there was a way out of this. The Sky Bridge was close to where the monks set up their stalls. After the midnight snack, a lot of people passed by and drank. Not only did they have more guts, it was also a good thing.

In the end, Wang Qian only meditated for half an hour before a drunk man walked up to him.

The drunkard first squinted his eyes and saw the words, then laughed in disdain, "Even asking Heaven and Earth is better than asking you? Who are you! "

A sober companion by the side felt embarrassed and pulled him along. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Wang Qian: "Wait."

Coincidentally, a few groups of people passed by and stopped when they saw something interesting. Wang Qian revealed a profound smile, and said. "Who I am is not important. The important thing is whether or not you want your son to live."

As soon as he said that, the drunkard's feet were nailed to the ground. No matter how his good friend tried to pull him back, he wouldn't budge an inch.

When he turned around, his eyes were wide like an ox. He was completely awake. He asked in haste: "Master, you said you can keep my son alive!?"

Hearing this, the onlookers also stopped in succession, wanting to hear what was going on here.

Wang Qian laughed leisurely: "If I'm not wrong, your son has only just been born, but is already showing signs of dying."

"Yes!" The drunkard almost kneeled down and complained, "My son just came out of the moon, but he's still a premature baby and hasn't even been out of the hospital. The doctor said he wants us to be prepared at all times. Master, you have a way to save him right? "

"It can even be calculated like this?" The people around were whispering to each other, discussing whether or not the drunk man was Wang Qian's fault.

Wang Qian said: "Give me your hand."

The drunk man did as he was told. Wang Qian watched for a while, then said while shaking his head: "You are an old man, your life went smoothly in the first half of your life. But there's a fault in the middle. "

As he spoke, Wang Qian slashed the center of his palm and continued, "This will also be the turning point of your life. You will have two children in your life, but I said that you were old and lonely and that you were destined to die a horrible death.

Hearing that, the drunk man immediately kneeled down and kowtowed. He said tearfully, "Master, you must save my son. I did indeed have a child before, but he died a few months ago. The doctor said my wife had two premature births, it's almost impossible for her to be reborn... "

"That will depend on your sincerity." Wang Qian remained as still as a bell, his fingers lightly tapping on his knee.

The drunkard woke up from his stupor and quickly fished out his pocket. He took out a few hundred dollars that was scattered all over the place. Ye Zichen turned his head to look for his friends, while the last few added up to around three to four thousand.

Wang Qian revealed a slight smile after receiving the money, and then muttered to himself: "Saving your son is also very easy, remember what I said before, that you will die of old age. As long as you stay away from your son, he will naturally be safe and sound. "

"Eh …" When the drunk man heard this, his heart went cold. Wasn't this telling him to go die?

Perhaps having seen through his thoughts, Wang Qian sighed: "It's not that you have to die trying to get close to him. Try to go home as little as possible before your son is old enough. Of course, I estimate that you won't live to see your son's age to be fifty-nine, so it's best to stay as far away from him as possible at these few stages of his life. "

"As for the other times, I'll try to avoid contact as much as possible. Only in this way will your son be safe for the rest of his life. And you must remember, don't let your son send you to the end of your life, it's best if you don't even have a funeral. "

It was undoubtedly cruel to keep a father and son away from each other. But Wang Qian was right, only then would his son be able to keep his life.

One's fate could be changed, but one's destiny could not. If this drunkard was destined to be old, then he had to be old. No matter how the process changed, the outcome would definitely be the same.

"Yes, yes. I will remember it. Thank you, master." The drunk man nodded his head, believing Wang Qian's words.

"Well, here's my number. You can call me if you need anything. Looking at Feng Shui, fortune-telling, curing illnesses, offering sacrifices and moving to another place, these are all my business. " Wang Qian handed over a name card. There was a phone number and three words on it — Master Wang.

The drunkard carefully put it away and respectfully thanked him a few times before getting into a car some distance away with the help of his friend.

F * ck, it's actually a BMW 7. I should have added more points.

The income earned for tonight's first transaction was not bad, but Wang Qian was not satisfied.

The onlookers on the side also gradually dispersed. Even if that drunkard wasn't acting, most people these days still instinctively resisted the idea of fortune-telling, let alone having to pay for it.

Wang Qian did not ask them to stay. After all, there were very few of them who had met with calamity, and could not dig out too much information.

However, when they were almost done, there was still one person who stayed where he was.

The person was in his early twenties, had a buzz cut, nearly 1.8 meters tall, and was very well-built.

He frowned and thought for a while before slowly walking over. He bent down and asked, "Master, do you really know everything?"

"It's useless to be greedy, it's impossible to commit adultery and plunder, it's a gamble to eat and drink …" At most, I just understand a little. " Wang Qian's eyes were closed, as if he was hibernating, but his words did not have any effect.

"Heh." The short-haired man laughed, and said: "Youngster Chen Haobei, I would like to invite grandmaster to come and serve you."

Chen Haobei? Chen Haonan's little brother? Wang Qian remained calm and said: "Serving you in my house, that is a bit against my rules. "However, it's not impossible. It just depends on the sincerity of Boss Chen."

Chen Haobei extended five of his fingers and shook them, saying in a low voice: "If Master truly has the ability, then we will have to count on that."

"Five million?" Wang Qian glanced at it and immediately became excited.

"Eh, five hundred thousand." Chen Haobei's head was filled with black lines. Did this God Stick think about money or not?

Five hundred thousand, if it was before, Wang Qian would still be excited for a bit, but after using the three hundred thousand that the Boss Liu gave him, he understood that he was a bottomless pit.

500,000, although it couldn't be cured in one go, it could at least live for a few more months.

It was just that... Sigh, I can only watch it when the time comes. If things really didn't work out, he didn't mind being a rapist and a thief.

"Sure, when are we going?"

"Right now …"

Qing Hu Villa, it must be said that Wang Qian and this was quite fate. He had returned here in less than a day. When he had enough money in the future, he would be able to buy a villa here.

Just as he was thinking, Chen Haobei had already stopped in front of a villa.

There were three or four people standing outside the villa. They were dressed as bodyguards, but their faces were full of hostility. They did not seem to be someone to be trifled with.

Wang Qian pulled Chen Haobei and asked: "Boss Chen, we are already at a place, you still haven't asked me what do you want me to do?"

Chen Haobei looked left and right, as if he was worried about something, and came over and whispered: "Capture a ghost!"