The old man was worried and didn't want to continue setting up a stall, so he packed up his things and left, but as soon as he reached the intersection, he saw a motorcycle flying from the opposite side.
Knock him into the air impartially...
"It's not good, there was a car accident, and someone was killed." Someone in the market yelled, and the crowd went to watch.
Chun Tao and Hua Sheng happened to be leaving too, and glanced at the old man on the ground, their faces were covered with blood, which was a bit tragic.
"Miss, what you said has come true." Chuntao whispered in Hua Sheng's ear.
Hua Sheng was very calm, and said directly, "This is fate. He doesn't have such a big fortune in his life, and he is destined to be a poor person. If he can live in peace and live a hard life, his life will be safe, but he just started doing it. I cheated people into buying and selling, so I lost my Yangshou early, and I can't blame others."
Hua Sheng walked around and returned empty-handed, and also witnessed a car accident, so he didn't feel like buying it.
After getting into the car, Chuntao drove towards Shili Chunfeng.
Hua Sheng looked out the window quietly.
She has an ability since she was a child, even grandma doesn't know about it.
Even if you know how to do divination, you don't even need the date of birth. You only need to look at this person, or draw a lot, and you can predict the fate of the future.
She has a tube of bamboo sticks, which is invisible and cannot be seen by others.
Only Hua Sheng could see it. It was given to her by a priest she met by chance when she went to Mount Wutai with her grandmother to worship Buddha when she was ten years old.
She didn't understand it at the time, but later she understood that this thing can be used for divination.
The lottery drawn by the old man just now is exactly the 79th hexagram, draw the lottery.
The old man couldn't see a word, neither could Chuntao, but Hua Sheng could.
Clearly written on it - four lines of poetry
This life is born with incomplete blessings, a lifetime of loneliness and tears, no delusions about prosperity and wealth, and be careful to die in the underworld.
At that time, Hua Sheng concluded that this man was destined not to be rich, and he was not destined to enjoy this.
So today's fat man's nine thousand two is the most he has cheated in the past few months.
But before he walked out of the market, he was hit by a motorcycle and flew up.
You don't need to ask, you know, most likely you won't survive.
Hua Sheng used to be on Zhongcui Mountain and rarely did divination.
She is more cautious, after all, this thing is a superstitious thing, and she is afraid of falling into the tongue.
Later, only three days before grandma's death, I had a good or bad fortune-telling, and it turned out to be a very bad omen.
Also mentally prepare for grandma's deadline...
Now it can be considered that he has a little relationship with this old man, and he has had such a divination.
Both Chuntao and Ginkgo knew a little bit about this, but they didn't know that Miss was so powerful.
Back in Ten Miles of Spring Breeze at night, Hua Sheng read a book and felt a little thirsty, so he was about to go downstairs to pour some water.
Chuntao was busy cleaning up, and Ginkgo was making soup in the kitchen.
When Jiang Liu came back, he saw Hua Sheng drinking fruit tea in the living room.
He took off his coat, "A Sheng, are you still awake?"
"Nope."
"Did you go out today? You seem to have done your hair on purpose." He raised his head and looked at her affectionately.
"Ah, I went out for a while and had tea with my fourth sister."
"Call me for tea next time, I like it too." He smiled, also teasing her on purpose.
She ignored it and continued reading.
Jiang Liu leaned over cheekily and approached her.
Then Hua Sheng smelled a smell of alcohol, which was very pungent.
"Have you been drinking?" She frowned.
"Well, I had a drink with the client." He answered truthfully.
Hua Sheng doesn't like the smell of wine, so he got up a little disgusted...
But just a few steps away, Jiang Liu called to stop him.
"A Sheng."
She turned around inadvertently, and saw the man following up.
The momentum was very overwhelming, Hua Sheng subconsciously leaned against the wall behind him.
Jiang Liu leaned on the wall with one hand, blocking her way.
So this is... getting walled off