Almighty Cultivating Fanatic

Peace Road is one of the most bustling streets of Seagull, lined with large office buildings and international branded shops.

In the middle was Xinhua Bookstore and Haicheng's largest book wholesale market. Beside the market was an alley, which was Haicheng's second-hand goods trading market and the antique street.

On both sides of the street near the book market, there was a row of more than twenty university students holding up a sign.

These were all university students seeking home tutoring. On the sign, it was written that they were looking for supplementary subjects.

Since there were no classes in the afternoon, Chen Yang left the school after lunch and took a bus to Peace Road. As for his purpose here, it was naturally to make money.

With his family's background, unless he made money, it was impossible for him to succeed.

He got off the bus, crossed the road, and turned into an antique street beside the wholesale market.

Although he was the only university student in Seahold, it was very difficult for him to meet the requirements as a home tutor. After all, he had once been a general in his previous life, had been a famous doctor, taken the Scholar's Examination, and even captured ghosts. Thus, earning money was actually not that difficult.

Walking into an antique street, other than the shops that sold antiques, there were also a few people setting up stalls. Some of them were selling antiques, while others were fortune-telling.

During the fifth reincarnation cycle, Chen Yang was famous for his golden title, his calligraphy and calligraphy were both exceptional, and he even had the reputation of being one of the four great calligraphers of the Qing Dynasty. Appraisal of calligraphy and paintings was considered a side dish.

He had originally wanted to pick up the loot, because everything would be fine that way.

However, he quickly discovered that this idea was too logical. Not to mention the famous calligraphy and paintings from hundreds of years ago, there weren't even many from last year. Even if there were, it wouldn't have been more than ten years.

"Sigh, looks like this is the only way."

After a circle, Chen Yang felt quite helpless. He braced himself to find an empty seat. Ye Zichen took out a piece of paper from his backpack and laid it on the ground, then stood there with his eyes closed, while he waited for customers to come knocking.

"This is a little interesting! If you look at Feng Shui from the opposite side of a divination, it will be ten thousand yuan each time. Healing the patient and saving the patient will reward you with antiques, and the price will be agreed upon. "

When the young man saw the introduction on the paper, he laughed out loud and said, "Bro, you are so versatile, don't you know anything about it?"

Chen Yang glanced at him and ignored him.

"Tsk, the price of divination is 10,000 yuan. Why don't you just go steal it?"

The young man bitterly said and walked away.

Two hours quickly passed. Other than a few idle people pointing at Chen Yang's sign, there wasn't even a single person who took the initiative to come over.

Looking at the busy streets, Chen Yang felt depressed.

Whether it was calculating, appreciating antiques, or treating patients to save others, the older one was, the more popular he would be. People like him, who could clearly see that he was a student, would find it difficult to win the trust of others.

Actually, he still had one thing he hadn't written yet, which was drawing talismans to capture ghosts.

Besides, with his current strength, he could easily draw talismans. As for catching ghosts, he was thankful for that.

"Damn it, is there no one who doesn't know what's good for themselves?"

Seeing that it was already late, Chen Yang had no choice but to pack up his stall and return to school.

The first day of stalls ended in failure.

For three days straight, Chen Yang practiced the Three Sun Fist the entire morning and went to set up a stall whenever he had the time in the day. Unfortunately, he was unable to achieve any success in his business.

In the blink of an eye, the weekend came. The antique street was swarming with people and tourists. It was so plain that Chen Yang felt more confident.

At the street corner, a family of three was walking over.

The one running in front was a little girl about five or six years old.

"Dad, I also want to buy a gift for grandpa."

"Alright, what do you want to buy? Daddy will buy it for you."

The little girl cried out: "No, I don't need you to buy it! I want to use my new year's money to buy it!"

"Alright, alright, our family's baby has grown up." The woman looked dotingly at her daughter and said with a smile.

The three of them walked past Chen Yang's booth, talking as they walked. After looking at Chen Yang's stall for a while, they quickly left.

After walking a few steps, the woman suddenly stopped and turned around in surprise.

After a while, as if she had finally confirmed Chen Yang's identity, she quickly pulled on the man beside her. He then excitedly walked up to Chen Yang and stared at him as he asked, "Chen Yang, why are you here?"

"You are?" Chen Yang carefully sized up the woman in front of him and asked with a flash of inspiration, "You are Sister Lu?"

"Yeah, yeah." Hearing Chen Yang recognize her, Lu Fang was overjoyed. He quickly pulled his daughter over, pointed at Chen Yang and said, "Jiajia, he is your savior. "We went to see him in the hospital before. Thank him, big brother."

Jiajia looked at Chen Yang with a puzzled expression.

"Little brother, thank you so much for last time." Liu Zhongtian passionately held Chen Yang's hand. His face was filled with emotion as he said, "If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid that Jiajia would …"

Towards the two people in front of him, Chen Yang did not have the awareness of being his benefactor.

On the one hand, with his personality, it was impossible for him to not save a life.

In addition, after the incident, he visited the hospital almost every day. Later on, he even invited experts from Beijing to consult him and paid for all the medical fees.

In addition, he had heard from her mother, Xiao Junlan, that Liu Zhongtian had even drawn a cheque for five million, but Xiao Junlan had rejected it.

After leaving the hospital, they did not see each other again. They did not expect to meet here.

Little Jiajia finally reacted and happily threw herself at Chen Yang. "Big brother, thank you for saving me."

Looking at the jade carved little girl, Chen Yang really liked her from the bottom of his heart. He bent down and picked up Jiajia. With a smile, he said, "No need to thank me." Holding onto little Jiajia, he began to observe her face carefully.

With one look, Chen Yang's brows gradually wrinkled.

His eyes were slightly red, his face was covered with black silk, and the corners of his eyes were faintly spreading.

"Brother Liu, do you believe me?"

"You are Jiajia's savior. Of course I believe you." Liu Zhongtian laughed and said.

Chen Yang looked at Liu Zhongtian and muttered to himself, "Brother Liu, I know some things about meeting face to face. If I'm not wrong, Jiajia will suffer a bloody disaster."

"A bloody disaster?"

These four words were not randomly said. It was generally a trick used by swindlers.

When Liu Zhongtian heard this, he was stunned. He subconsciously looked at the sign on the ground and his expression became strange.

Seeing that her husband's expression was serious, Lu Fang glared at him. She looked at Chen Yang with a smile on her face, "Chen Yang, is the Blood Light disaster serious? Is there any way to resolve this? "

Chen Yang naturally saw that Liu Zhongtian and his wife did not believe him. They only said that because he had once saved someone.

Despite his extreme lack of money, he was a proud man and especially did not like to be pitied.

He scrutinized her for a while and said, "It's not a big deal. Try not to go out for the next three days if you have nothing to do."

"Oh."

"Oh." Lu Fang said in disappointment. It wasn't that she suspected Chen Yang of cheating. After all, no one wanted the five million back then, so naturally they wouldn't covet the ten thousand.

However, hearing that she only needed to stay at home made her feel that Chen Yang was exaggerating.

Chen Yang observed the situation and thought to himself, "Must you believe me when I say something more serious?"

Compared to Lu Fang's understanding, Liu Zhongtian was a lot more straightforward. He pointed at the sign on the ground and said, "Little brother, are you short on money? If it's urgent, I can lend it to you. "

"I do need money, but with my abilities, making money isn't a problem."

Chen Yang's expression was calm, he didn't feel that it was a big deal to be short of money.

Lu Fang continued, "Chen Yang, didn't you just show it to Jiajia? The price is marked at ten thousand." As she spoke, she picked up his handbag and prepared to pay.

"No need, no need." Chen Yang quickly waved his hand, "I was just reminding you. I didn't do anything."

"Then — why don't you help me?" Seeing that Chen Yang was unwilling to accept the favor for no reason, Lu Fang laughed, "I feel uncomfortable these past few days. I feel like I have a guilty conscience and will occasionally cough."

"Eh?"

Chen Yang was taken aback for a moment before nodding his head.