This morning Lin Qingyin only gave three people fortune-telling because of the reported farce. Many people who opened their eyes to see the little master fortune-telling felt that some of the meaning was still not enough. When he was depressed, Marshal Yang came, and everyone was very excited at the moment. This young man was very unlucky when he saw his appearance, and the little master was able to show his talents again.
Dashuai Yang watched the police uncle leave with a dazed expression. When he turned around, he saw the people sitting on the grass with bright eyes looking at him and he couldn't help but startled. Why these people looked so happy!
Dashuai Yang clutched his little heart in amazement and walked to Lin Qingyin, waited for Lin Qingyin to say hello before he came back, sighed and sat on the grass, his eyes straightened: "I'm exhausted. Up!"
There are many people who come to Lin Qingyin for fortune-telling, but he is the first one to be as casual as Dashuai Yang. Even Fatty Wang looked at him twice, then turned to ask Lin Qingyin, "Little Master, do you know him?"
"Yeah!" Lin Qingyin smiled, but the words were slightly heavier: "He is my English teacher at New Oriental. It is said that because he speaks very well, my tuition is twice as expensive as others. I paid more than 100,000 in fees."
Fatty Wang understood that the little master had been upset about the expensive tuition for a while, and Jiang Wei, who was frightened, didn't dare to show up in front of the little master for a few days.
Looking at Yang Dashuai's messy hair and thick dark circles, Fatty Wang asked with a smile, "Are you fortune-telling?"
Dashuai Yang's somewhat unresponsive brain finally remembered his purpose of coming here because of exhaustion, but he looked at Lin Qingyin and felt that he was a little out of play, and he felt that the fat man sitting next to Lin Qingyin looked much more reliable.
Lin Qingyin has seen this kind of look a lot since she was fortune-telling in this place. People who came into contact with her for the first time always had a skeptical attitude towards her because of her appearance and age. But it doesn't matter. According to experience, generally asking her to count a hexagram will respectfully call her a master.
Dashuai Yang stretched out his hand and stroked Liu Haier to his head, and asked a little tiredly: "Are you able to count everything?"
"Of course!" Fatty Wang said with a smile: "There is nothing that our little master can't figure out yet, but generally we have to arrange numbers. Seeing that you are a little master teacher, we will join you in a team. Thousands of five counts, if you encounter a disaster, you need to crack it and pay extra."
Lin Qingyin glanced at Fatty Wang approvingly. The price was not wrong at all, or else sorry for her 100,000 yuan tuition fee!
Marshal Yang’s family was not short of money, and his own salary was quite high. Two thousand five hundred yuan was very easy for him, but he did not expect Lin Qingyin’s fortune-telling asking price to be so high.
But it's all here, no matter what method you have to try, Yang Dashuai really doesn't want to find a jewelry box in the dusty house. When this happened, he didn't want to have any childhood memories anymore. He wanted his parents to sell both houses as soon as possible. For him, these two houses were simply a nightmare.
He took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code. Yang Dashuai happily transferred two thousand five hundred yuan. Lin Qingyin felt very comfortable when he heard the sound of the receipt. He finally paid two thousand five hundred for Teacher Yang this time. It was not easy. what!
"Mr. Yang, have you encountered a peach blossom debt?" Lin Qingqing's light and fluttering sentence instantly hit Dashuai Yang's heart, and his tears were almost falling: "This should be the most unjust peach blossom debt in history! I was just after the elementary school meeting. Love Dou Chu Kai is a little dimly fond of it, at best I have a little hand, I haven't done anything else!"
The crowd onlookers lost their joy when they heard it, although they guessed that this young man was a bit unlucky, but he didn't expect that he was actually in a peach blossom debt. This is interesting to hear!
Lin Qingyin glanced at Dashuai Yang with some pity: "Did you take other people's things? Should it still be something related to marriage?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Dashuai Yang nodded again and again, and then he recovered and opened his eyes suddenly: "Lin Qingyin, are you really fortune-telling?"
An old woman who listened to her with gusto became unhappy, took a cane and knocked him on the back: "It's rude, I want to call the little master."
Dashuai Yang remembered that the police uncle who caught "feudal superstition" also called Lin Qingyin just now. The co-author Lin Qingyin is very famous in this film!
Lin Qingyin asked Dashuai Yang to stretch out his hand and look at his palmistry, frowning slightly: "This thing is evil, or the person who gave you this thing is evil. She shouldn't just want to get it back. … "Looking at Marshal Yang, Lin Qingyin's eyes contained sympathy: "Did she let you pay off the debt?"
Dashuai Yang is all down. He remembered that Li Siyu's eyes were straight when he looked at him yesterday: "Although she was joking when she said, I think her eyes are serious."
Thinking of this, Dashuai Yang's head was bald: "She is pretty good and has a lot of money in her family. If you want to get married, you can't find any kind of man. Why do you have to catch me? I haven't seen each other in 2017. When I was a child, I was ignorant of the feelings, so she won't be able to forget it for more than ten years."
Fatty Wang looked at Marshal Yang carefully when he heard the words, and nodded in agreement: "You are just a little more handsome than the average person, and it's really not worth it."
Dashuai Yang touched his face, always feeling that what the fat man said didn't seem like a compliment!
"Your matter is more complicated!" Lin Qingyin took out three old coins from his pocket and put them in the tortoise shell: "I'll give you a bit of advice."
"Good, good!" Yang Dashuai looked at the golden tortoise shell in Lin Qingyin's hand expectantly: "Calculate where that thing is, so I can find it and return it to her as soon as possible. How can a good little girl become so scary!"
Lin Qingyin repeated six times, combined with the hexagram and said: "The things she gave you should be women-only antiquities, related to appearance..." Lin Qingyin looked up at Dashuai Yang: "Is it an ancestral jewelry box?"
Dashuai Yang gave an excited thumbs up: "Lin Qingyin, you are so amazing!"
The old lady sitting diagonally behind Yang Dashuai stretched out her crutches again: "I want to call the little master!"
"Yes, yes, little master! Little master!" Yang Dashuai quickly changed his words: "Little master, that jewelry box is a dowry from their ancestors. When she was a child, she gave me the jewelry box as a separate gift, but I didn't even have it at the time. I know the meaning of the jewellery box, otherwise I would definitely not be able to collect it. Now she comes back to ask for her jewellery box, but I can’t find it, but she said last night, if I can’t find it, I have to marry her. You say Isn't this a joke! How can marriage events be so trivial? Besides, I also have a girlfriend, so why do I marry someone for such an inexplicable reason!"
Lin Qingyin stood up from the ground and flicked the grass clippings sticking to his legs: "Let's go, I'll take you to find it."
When Dashuai Yang heard this, tears of happiness were about to come out. He knew that Lin Qingyin could even figure this out, so he didn't need to look through it all night.
Seeing Lin Qingyin was about to leave, the grandma and grandmother who brought their own Mazha reluctantly stood up: "Is the little master coming tomorrow?"
"I won't come for the time being!" Looking at these grandpas and aunts who have always been very supportive of him, Lin Qingyin's smile is very kind: "Everyone has seen what happened today. This has become a place of right and wrong. If you continue to do this here If you continue to count, more and more people will come to find faults, and it will be difficult for the people at the police station to handle it. From now on, I will only do fortunes for everyone in my hexagram room."
The old ladies were anxious as soon as they heard: "I will not come anymore?" Thinking of the two people who had just been asked by the police to catch "feudal superstitions", everyone was annoyed: "I'm annoying this kind of person, I don't have the skills. Also jealous of others! Little Master, don't be polite about this kind of red eye disease, you should curse them by piercing the villain."
Lin Qingyin smiled. She was a person who touched the threshold of the fairy family in her previous life. Although she failed to cross the robbery at the final level, people at this level have already possessed great fortune. People who want to frame her will usually ask for hardship. eat.
Just like today, when Lin Qingyin sat there without even talking, Lao Huang and Li Kang tossed themselves into the police station, and judging from their luck, the two people had to go for three to five years. Fortunately, drinking cold water is the kind of stuffy teeth, who makes them feel unhealthy.
Lin Qingyin warmed his heart as he watched everyone’s indignant expressions: “Although I can’t do fortune-telling here in the future, I will take everyone’s support and love for me during this period of time. The old price of one thousand yuan will remain the same for life. But if you take family and friends to fortune, you can’t enjoy this treatment!"
Everyone was very happy after hearing this. Aunt Li asked cheerfully: "Can the little master remember us all?"
Lin Qingyin smiled: "I am a person with a very good memory. Not only can people who can remember you, but also your faces, you can rest assured."
Marshal Yang was still waiting to find something, but Lin Qingyin could not greet them more, waved his hand and prepared to leave. A group of people embraced her and walked to the gate of the park, thinking that they wouldn't be able to see the little master fortune-telling in the future, and felt empty in their hearts.
Blame those two pink eyes! Why do you think such a big-faced person who doesn't even have the real ability? If you are embarrassed to report someone else, you should be caught, and deserve it!
Seeing the little master getting in the car, Aunt Li waved her hand: "Go, go to the police station and ask where the two deflated families live and where they do fortune-telling. Everyone goes to their fortune-telling place to find out what ethical things they have done. When they have been deceived by them, ask them to send a transcript or something, and try to let them live in it for a few more years!"
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Marshal Yang drank a lot of wine last night and stayed up all night, and now he feels a little sleepy after being exposed to the sun. While Fatty Wang was driving, he went to the Starbucks at the entrance of the park and packed three cups of coffee and some cakes, and shared them with Lin Qingyin and Fatty Wang when they got in the car.
Dashuai Yang bought Lin Qingyin's favorite sweet cream drink. Lin Qingyin took a sip and bends her eyes happily. She really likes this sweet thing.
Fatty Wang looked back at Lin Qingyin, who took a sip of the drink and the cake and couldn’t help but laughed. The little master looked very cold when he was fortune-telling, that is, when he was eating and studying, he looked like a child and his face was full. The happy expression makes people look at it and follow it comfortably.
"Little Master, where are we going?"
Dashuai Yang was about to swallow the coffee in his mouth and show the way, he saw Lin Qingyin eating the cake without lifting his head and said: "Go east first, go straight for two intersections and then turn left, continue walking three intersections. Turn right and you are there."
Dashuai Yang watched Lin Qingyin almost spit out the coffee in his mouth: "Little Master, you can even figure out where our old house is? You didn't count it, how did you tell it?"
Looking at the dazzling array of cakes in the box, Lin Qingyin kindly explained to him: "Your brows are stained with a hint of peach-colored bad luck. This bad luck is related to your peach blossom debt. You can know your stuff after calculating the source. Where is it hiding?"
Although Marshal Yang knew that Lin Qingyin's fortune-telling was very efficacious, he was still shocked by her time and time again. This level surpassed those "half immortals".
After seeing Lin Qingyin’s level of fortune-telling, Yang Dashuai was very confident about her helping her retrieve the jewelry box. His heart tightened all night and relaxed a lot, and he also thought about chatting with her: "Little master, you If you say you are so good at fortune-telling, what kind of English do you still make up for? You will definitely make money by opening a Feng Shui company in the future!"
Lin Qingyin can be considered to have found a confidant: "I think so too! You said that I don't fortune to foreigners, what do you do with this stuff! It is all caused by the college entrance examination, and the second is the failure of negligence. I think you New Oriental and that The New Oriental who cooks is from one family. I wanted to learn English and taste the good dishes made by the chefs, so I came here."
Looking at Lin Qingyin's indignant expression, Marshal Yang suddenly realized: Are you trying to learn English? It's purely for eating!
But Marshal Yang didn't expect that fortune-telling now requires such a high degree of education, so he still has to take the college entrance examination! Thinking of Lin Qingyin's unbearable English proficiency, Marshal Yang really worried about her: "Your English is a drag when you usually take exams, right?"
"It's okay, the others are easy to calculate. The main thing is that the composition has to be calculated by someone to write it." Lin Qingyin frowned in depression: "I used to memorize the composition of the reference book. Our English teacher didn't let it go if it found out."
Thinking of the English essay about dreams Lin Qingyin asked himself to write yesterday, he suddenly had a bad premonition: "What is the purpose of the essay you asked me to write yesterday?"
"Oh, that..." Lin Qingyin ate the cake: "The school will have a monthly exam the day after tomorrow. That's the English composition topic I calculated!"
Dashuai Yang: "..."
Looking at the dazed-faced Marshal Yang, Lin Qingyin gave him the most unattractive piece of cake in the box with a bit of reluctance: "Teacher Yang, today I will help you solve this love debt. I will be troubled when I come back to my English composition. is you!"
It's the first time that Marshal Yang heard the "counting questions" operation like this: "Then how many points can you score in the English test?"
Lin Qingyin raised his chest proudly: "Every time I get full marks!"
Dashuai Yang really believed in Lin Qingyin's fortune-telling ability, and she was absolutely too accurate to get a perfect score in the high school English test at her broken level.
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The distance between a few intersections is not too far, and the time to talk is enough. Lin Qingyin was stuck in time and put the last bite of the cake in his mouth, wiped the chocolate chips on the corners of his mouth with a paper towel: "Just stop here."
Dashuai Yang's impression of fortune-telling and feng shui came from film and television dramas. He always felt that Lin Qingyin should look for directions while holding a compass in his hand. But the reality is that Lin Qingyin was holding a paper cup of Starbucks in his hand, and found him in the building very leisurely.
Lifting his head and looking up, Lin Qingyin said, "Let's go, go to the third floor."
Dashuai Yang has gone from shock to accustomed, and he feels that there is nothing in this world that Lin Qingyin can't figure out. But when he walked to the third floor, Marshal Yang took out the key to open the door, but saw Lin Qingyin stop at the opposite door.
"Little Master, my home is here."
Lin Qingyin looked back at him and said, "But things are here."
Opposite is the old house of Li Siyu's family. He went in and looked at it when the family moved out. Some of the furniture inside was sold and some were given to relatives and friends. Only an empty house was left suddenly. Until the Yang Dashuai family moved out, the other door had not moved in new residents.
Thinking of the scene where Li Siyu stood silently behind him last night, Dashuai Yang felt a little numb in his heart for some reason, and even the old door of the old house that he had been accustomed to since childhood looked a little scared.
"Little Master, is Li Siyu a ghost?" Yang Dashuai whispered to Lin Qingyin: "She feels weird to me, not like a normal person."
Lin Qingyin glanced at him: "You can tell if you ask her."
Following Lin Qingyin's eyes, Dashuai Yang turned his head and looked at the opposite door, shaking like a sieve: "You said she was inside?"
Lin Qingyin did not speak, but stretched out his hand to cover the position of the keyhole. Before Fat Wang could see Lin Qingyin's movements clearly, she saw that the old door of the house that was a little faded was pushed open by her.
Dashuai Yang slammed onto Fatty Wang's back with a "wow", his face pale and trembling, he almost fainted. Fortunately, Yang Dashuai has a standard figure, and Fatty Wang can still bear his weight. If there is another person with the same weight as Fatty Wang, it is estimated that the two of them will have to roll down the stairs together.
Seeing Lin Qingyin had already walked in, Fatty Wang pulled Yang Dashuai off his back, half-dragging and half-dragging into the room.
Dashuai Yang, like a little sheep that only needs to be slaughtered, hugged Fatty Wang's big chubby arms tightly without letting go. Fatty Wang was so annoyed that he pushed him while chattering: "I told you that this is not in the service, you have to pay extra."
"Give it!" The handsome Yang nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice: "As long as you don't push me away."
When you enter the door, you see the living room, but the living room is as empty as it was when I moved out more than ten years ago. Lin Qingyin didn't stay, and walked directly to the second room to the south. Dashuai Yang shuddered suddenly, and that was Li Siyu's room.
None of the doors of the old house were locked, and Lin Qingyin opened the door with a light push. Compared with the empty living room, this room is like no one is leaving, with a pink princess bed, a wardrobe with cartoon patterns and a white desk.
It's just that there is a woman lying on the pink princess bed, and there is a big red jewelry box on the white desk, facing the woman on the bed.
Dashuai Yang, who was holding Fatty Wang's arm, almost fainted: "The man lying on the bed is Li Siyu."