Not a god

Chapter 22 Fortune Telling
"So you're telling fortunes, boss, do you want to have one?"

Chen Yan walked by pushing a stroller, looking very curious.

Master Zhou, who was sitting at the stall, heard the voice, looked up, and couldn't take his eyes off it.

There is no harm without comparison. The two female college students just now were already considered pretty, but now they seem tasteless when compared to each other.

Moreover, this woman's lazy and mature temperament is totally incomparable to those two girls!
He glanced again at the man next to her, the stroller they were pushing, and the baby supplies they were holding.

It turned out that she was already a married woman and had just given birth to a child... This was it, this was what he wanted!
"Forget it. I'm not very interested in fortune-telling." Chen Xi picked up his things and was about to leave.

If you really want to have your fortune told, there is a Taoist priest who specializes in fortune telling in the shop. Taoist priest Yu is a legitimate Taoist priest, with a temple and a Taoist certificate issued by the government.

But just as Chen Xi was about to leave, the aunt next to him pulled him aside and said:

"Young man, you just don't know the master. This is Master Zhou, not those charlatans."

"Yes, thanks to Master Zhou, I was able to save my life."

"Master Zhou has boundless magical powers. He cured my wife's infertility with just three packets of medicine..."

A group of people surrounded Master Zhou to express their gratitude and respect, while Chen Xi looked confused.

Now, when looking for a helper, they don’t care about his acting skills? He just wants to ask how much it costs per day, introduce him to those classmates who can’t find a job, and then take a commission.

But is it necessary to hire so many people for a small stall like this?
"Do you think they look like Tom?"

A young girl who was drinking milk tea nearby suddenly spoke up.

She looked like a college student and was clearly not in the same group as the other middle-aged women.

She said to Chen Xi: "I just thought it was a fake, but I have to say that Master Zhou is quite capable. He knew everything before I even opened my mouth and even figured out my bank card password!"

Tu Yun said with a curious and respectful look: "Master Zhou, I admit that I spoke a little loudly just now. Do you accept disciples here?"

Her appearance of being rude at first but respectful later made everyone around her laugh, and the atmosphere was filled with joy again.

The master waved his hand as if to share his joy with the people, and said that the Dharma should not be spread easily.

"What do you think, boss? Do you want to give it a try?" Chen Yan encouraged him with an interested look.

Chen Xi looked at the respectful expressions of the crowd, then looked at Chen Yan who looked like he wanted to cause trouble, and asked in a low voice: "Don't you think there is something wrong with this person?"

"Boss, you can find out if you go and have your fortune told."

Chen Xi thought about it and glanced at the master. He didn't know what Chen Yan was up to, but he did become a little curious.

"Master, please calculate for me."

He still smiled and asked, "What do you plan to calculate?"

"How old can I live to?"

Master Zhou laughed: "This is just empty talk. If I say I can live to be 120, you might not believe me."

The people around him joined in on his jokes.

"So what algorithm do you want here, Master?"

"Can you please give me a hair?"

Chen Xi pulled out a strand of hair and gave it to the old Taoist priest, and Master Zhou took out a tiger doll from his bag.

"It is said that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. In our sect, when we tell fortunes for people, we use this doll to ward off disasters for the donors."

As Master Zhou spoke, he stuffed a strand of Chen Xi's hair into the rag doll and recited some strange rhymes, making it look really lifelike.

After a while, his face suddenly became serious.

Chen Xi couldn't help but ask: "What did the master calculate?"

"Donor...you probably have no appetite recently, and your appetite is not as much as before."

Chen Xi didn't expect that the other party could calculate this, and immediately thought that this old Taoist might have some skills.

He nodded and admitted: "That's what happened."

"I feel sleepy at 8 o'clock every night, but I can never fall asleep. I often have dreams at night."

Chen Xi looked surprised: "Can you calculate this?"

Master Zhou understood everything and smiled, "Moreover, the person you dreamed about at night was not someone else, but your deceased relative. Your relative cried to you and said that there was a guest at home and they couldn't drive him away no matter how hard they tried. You thought it was a dream and didn't take it seriously."

Hearing this, everyone around felt a little horrified. Those newcomers didn't know what was going on, and even suspected that Chen Xi was someone else's agent, just for fun. Those aunts and aunts who knew that Master Zhou had real skills were scared and asked Master Zhou to help this young man.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xi's expression became serious:

"Master, now I really believe it. I haven't told anyone about this."

"Master Zhou, you need to help this young man."

"Yes, Master!"

"Haha, don't worry, it's fate that we met. I will definitely help this guy."

"Young man, there is a wandering ghost passing by your ancestral grave and thinking that the feng shui is good, so he refuses to leave."

The master comforted everyone, then took out a piece of yellow paper from his bag and said, "This piece of yellow paper is a talisman to summon the gods. When you take it home, place it next to the ancestral grave, and the ghost will leave."

"Thank you, Master."

Chen Xi solemnly accepted the yellow paper but said nothing.

Master Zhou was also stunned for a moment, and coughed: "Ahem, although this talisman is not expensive, the materials and skills used to draw it are not easy. This donor, I will charge you three thousand."

"Oh yes, it should be."

It was really because he didn't know who the master was just now. He actually thought the other party was a fraud. Fortunately, he met Master Zhou, otherwise his ancestors would not have rested in peace.

It’s just three thousand, which is not a lot.

Chen Xi took out his cell phone.

Scanned the QR code.

Enter the amount of 3000.

Entering password.

But from the moment he took out his phone, his movements became slower and slower. When he was about to press the last digit, his finger stopped in mid-air and he couldn't press it any further.

Chen Xi looked down at the master, who smiled at him kindly, and Chen Xi smiled back.

I don't know why, but I always feel like someone is talking in my ear, nagging me and it's so annoying.

In the end, the finger did not press down. Chen Xi suddenly kicked with great force, kicking the old Taoist several meters away.

My ears are finally a lot quieter.

Chen Xi breathed a sigh of relief, deleted the 3000, and put the phone back.

What's the point of trying to extort 3000 from him?

As the saying goes, who can do a job without the right tools? If you have the heart to help an old man who has fallen down, you must have the strength and means to make the old man need help.

It was quiet in my ears, but the surroundings suddenly became lively.

"Grandmaster!"

"Master Zhou!"

The crowd broke out into a riot, and the rioting crowd was divided into two groups.

A group of people rushed forward to rescue the old Taoist, including the two female college students and those who had just kept speaking well of Master Zhou.

The other group was at a loss, with bewildered looks on their faces. They only knew that the young man had suddenly attacked and injured people. They didn't know what was going to happen, but they were all looking forward to it and even took out their mobile phones to take pictures and record videos.

Chen Yan was also shocked: "Hey, the manager is amazing, he actually broke free by himself."

"I just felt like my brain wasn't working very well, so I just believed whatever that person said..."

Chen Xi looked at her: "So you knew he was playing tricks, and you deliberately wanted to watch me have fun?"

Chen Yan acted as if he had done something wrong and pretended to be looking at the scenery, trying to get away with it.

Chen Xi asked: "What happened just now?"

"That doll is an evil-doll. An evil-doll is..."

She was interrupted before she could finish her words.

"Impossible, how did you break free?"

(End of this chapter)