Divine fortune teller and traditional Chinese medicine doctor

"I came back to get my medicine; I forgot to bring it this morning. Xiao Kai, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged man looked at his son and asked.

At the same time, he also glanced at Wang Hedong and Li Mu, his gaze lingering on Li Mu for a second or two longer.

"Hello, Uncle Cui."

Wang Hedong quickly greeted the middle-aged man with a smile.

Yes, the middle-aged man who suddenly returned home was Cui Zhikai's father, and also the deputy mayor of Qianlong City, named Cui Zhenglin.

This person does indeed possess the imposing aura of a high-ranking official.

Li Mu's Qi-observing divine eye clearly saw that Cui Zhikai's father was surrounded by a strong evil aura, and there was also a strong gray sickness aura hanging over his heart.

However, this person has strong yang energy and excellent physical condition, giving them a natural resistance to evil influences; otherwise, they would have been unable to work and live a normal life long ago.

However, if the evil energy on his body is not removed, over time, or if his physical resistance weakens, he may become seriously ill and never recover.

"Who is this?"

Cui Zhenglin glanced at Li Mu and asked.

"Uncle Cui, he is my master," Wang Hedong said quickly.

"Master?"

Cui Zhenglin frowned slightly, then looked at his son Cui Zhikai and asked, "What are you holding in your hand? What are you up to?"

"Dad, it's like this. This Master Li is a master from Hedong, a very skilled person! He just looked at the feng shui of our house and said there's a big problem. The heart disease in the family is caused by the feng shui! So, I was just about to put up a... talisman to ward off evil spirits."

Cui Zhikai had no choice but to tell his father the truth.

After all, he had been caught red-handed by his father, and he couldn't hide it anymore since he had the talisman in his hand.

"Feng shui? Amulets to ward off evil spirits? What nonsense! Xiao Kai, you should spend more time reviewing your civil service exam materials, stop messing around with these crooked practices! Get down here right now!"

Cui Zhenglin scolded his son with a stern face.

Cui Zhikai was still very afraid of his father, so he had no choice but to get off the stool.

"He Dong, you know your Uncle Cui has never believed in these things and is very averse to feudal superstition. I know you invited your so-called master over with good intentions, but our family doesn't need any feng shui masters. You should let your master leave."

Cui Zhenglin then spoke to Wang Hedong.

When he spoke, he barely looked directly at Li Mu.

Clearly, in his eyes, Li Mu and his so-called feng shui masters were all charlatans.

If it weren't for Wang Hedong's status, he probably wouldn't have been so polite and would have kicked Li Mu out directly.

Cui Zhenglin's actions made Wang Hedong feel quite embarrassed and awkward.

Even though he was the young master of the most prestigious family, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of the deputy mayor and could only nod and remain silent.

Firstly, the other party was an acquaintance, the father of a good friend. Wang Hedong often ate at his house when he was a child, and Cui Zhenglin had treated him well.

Secondly, he is the deputy mayor. As the saying goes, businessmen are not afraid of bandits, but they are afraid of officials.

The Wang family certainly wields immense power in the business world of Qianlong City, but they dare not easily offend the government.

After all, if the authorities want to deal with you, no matter how rich your family is, it won't matter.

This is why many wealthy business families go to great lengths to build connections and cultivate resources in the political arena.

Li Mu, on the other hand, remained calm and showed no obvious displeasure.

After Cui Zhenglin finished speaking, he went inside to get the medicine and was about to leave.

He never even glanced at the old man, Li Mu, from beginning to end.

"Mayor Cui, you really need to take better care of your health. Your heart problem is quite serious."

At this moment, Li Mu spoke.

"My son told you I have heart disease, didn't he? Thank you for the reminder, Master!"

Cui Zhenglin paused, then spoke without turning his head.

He deliberately raised the pitch of the word "master," which was clearly a form of mockery.

"A flat tire caused trouble and he was scolded; his beloved kept causing him distress; a cunning monkey, though hairless, smiled with a hidden knife; and his official hat was filled with anxiety and heartache."

Li Mu immediately began reciting a limerick.

"Hmph, all this mystical talk and superstition! So boring!"

Cui Zhenglin glanced at Li Mu, snorted coldly, and left.

"Master, what did you just say?"

After Cui Zhenglin left, Wang Hedong asked Li Mu curiously.

"This limerick is something I just made up based on a prophecy I got from the divination. You, Uncle Cui, will find out what it means in a little while."

Li Mu said calmly.

Yes, he had just silently cast a divination for the deputy mayor, predicting what he would encounter later.

This divination yielded a prophecy, and with prophecies, the divination will be very accurate and come true.

Li Mu did this because he wanted to build a network of connections in officialdom.

This Vice Mayor Cui holds a high position and wields great power. Now that such an opportunity has presented itself, if we can gain his trust, things will be much easier.

Doesn't the other party completely disbelieve in metaphysics?

Then let him see what it's like.

Li Mu knew very well that connections and resources in officialdom were extremely important.

The fact that a mere deputy mayor commands respect from Wang Hedong, the most powerful young master in Qianlong City, is the best proof of this.

Even after his father passed away, Cui Zhikai still hid the talisman behind the painting on the wall in the entryway.

Then, Wang Hedong and Li Mu left the Cui family.

Meanwhile, Cui Zhenglin sat in his official car, which was being driven at full speed to the municipal government, as he was about to attend an important meeting.

Bang!

However, while the car was traveling at high speed on the Third Ring Road, one of the rear tires suddenly blew out.

The driver quickly applied the emergency brakes and brought the car to a safe stop on the side of the road. Cui Zhenglin, who was sitting in the car, was startled.

"What's going on?" Cui Zhenglin asked the driver hurriedly.

"Mayor Cui, it looks like a tire has blown out. I'll change it to the spare right away!" the driver said.

"Hurry up! The meeting is about to start!"

Cui Zhenglin raised his hand to look at his watch and urged him on.

But at the same time, he remembered the first line of the doggerel that Wang Hedong's so-called feng shui master had just recited: "A flat tire leads to trouble and a scolding."

He frowned, thinking, "Could it be such a coincidence?"

Was what that feng shui master predicted really true?

But at that moment, he still felt it was just a coincidence.

He doesn't believe there are people in the world who can predict the unknown.

After the tire was changed, the driver sped towards the city government, but as if on cue, he encountered a traffic jam.

Thus, when Cui Zhenglin arrived at the municipal government conference room, the meeting had already been going on for nearly ten minutes.

This meeting was very important, and provincial leaders were all present. However, Cui Zhenglin, the vice mayor, was late, which naturally displeased the mayor and the municipal party secretary.

Sure enough, after the meeting, the mayor called Cui Zhenglin to his office and gave him a stern lecture.

Back in his office, Cui Zhenglin couldn't help but recall the first line of Li Mu's limerick: "A flat tire caused trouble and I got scolded."

He looked out the window, somewhat bewildered, thinking, "How is this possible?"

That old man could actually predict what would happen to him?

drop by drop...

Just then, his phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, Cui Zhenglin's eyelids twitched again!

The caller was a woman he had met at a social gathering before, with whom he had a relationship while drunk.

This woman started harassing him and even threatening him, which gave him a huge headache.

Later, he gave her a large sum of money, thinking that the woman would give up and stop bothering him.

But a few months later, the woman who had become his nightmare called again!

Cui Zhenglin did not answer the phone, but the other party left him a voicemail.

"Mayor Cui, it's been so long! I've missed you so much! Don't you miss me? I'm waiting for you in room 888 of the Wantai Hotel right now! If you don't come, you know what the consequences will be!"

Hearing this voice message, Cui Zhenglin felt a headache coming on.

At the same time, the second line of the limerick Li Mu had mentioned suddenly echoed in his mind: "Beauty is always causing trouble!"