The Extraordinary Fortune Teller

"It's a woman. Master, when you see my friend again, don't speak carelessly." Liang Chen knew that the old Taoist would divinate. What if Steamed Bun Bu Dian found out that he could only live to 26? This was a huge blow to Steamed Bun.

"Don't worry, I won't say too much." The old Daoist promised.

"Suddenly, just as Liang Chen was thinking, the old Daoist opened his mouth. Not good, the master of this house has been possessed by a ghost! "

The hostess opened the door, scissors in hand.

The moment they opened the door, they scared Liang Chen, and the female owner immediately noticed them and quickly put away the scissors.

"Sorry, I was busy cutting clothes." When the mistress saw that it was an old Daoist, she hurriedly said, "It's fate. Wait a moment, I'll go get the money!"

Just as he was about to turn around, he was stopped by the old Daoist, "Miss, I'm here to help you!"

After hearing this, the hostess was stunned and a little confused.

"Help? What do you mean?"

The old Daoist said expressionlessly, "Your family has an ominous thing. Recently, has your husband's eyes gone dark and he hasn't been in a good mood all day?!"

When the old Daoist said this, the Mistress quickly nodded her head. There really was such a situation. At that time, she asked her husband why his eyes were so dark, if he didn't sleep well at night, but he just smiled without saying anything.

"You know divination, you can't be the legendary Liu Zhenren, right? There really is a matter of a moment. Please come in, please come in, we will talk inside." The female owner immediately invited the old Taoist into the room.

After entering, Liang Chen's mind suddenly felt heavy, the copper coin in his mind started to shine again, but there were no numbers.

"What's going on?" Liang Chen muttered to himself.

"Liu Zhenren, my husband just hasn't come back yet. What do you think I should do?" The woman asked in fear.

"A few days ago, did a woman come to find you to make some clothes?"

"Yes, there was one, but when I went in to get something, she suddenly disappeared. I haven't seen that woman since then, and before she left, she even gave me twenty thousand dollars. Her clothes are all ready, but no one came to pick them up." The woman said.

Liu Zhenren immediately took out a few coins and began to play with them on the table.

"Don't you know that shoes can't be made into a bed?" The Liu Zhenren said, "There is an ancient saying, shoe head pounding the bed, a ghost goes to bed!"

Upon hearing those words, the woman was scared witless. She kneeled on the floor, her face pale.

"Adept, if this really happened, what does that mean?!" The woman asked in fear.

"Shoes are easy for a ghost to wear when they flush the bed, so it's easy to get into bed with your husband."

Liang Chen was startled, and asked puzzledly: "Master, what do you mean by bed?"

"Brat, you're still young. You'll understand when you grow up."

However, the woman clearly understood the meaning of bed. This was an intimate affair between a man and a woman, so this made her even more afraid.

"Then, then what should we do? Adept, you have to save my husband!?" The woman knelt on the ground and pleaded.

"Don't worry, this is the reason why I'm here. I just need something before." After the Liu Zhenren finished, he sat down and made a hand gesture to count the money.

Liang Chen knew that the old Daoist Priest was not lying this time, and he also knew that there was a ghost here.

"Alright, Adept, I'll get it for you right away."

Although women made clothes, their business was not bad and they earned a lot of money.

After taking out a few stacks of money, she handed it over to Liu Zhenren. The woman immediately said, "Daoist Master, Immortal, if you bring that ghost away, I will give you money."

Liu Zhenren could tell that this was a whole twenty thousand dollars just by looking at it. He never thought that this woman would be so generous, he never thought that she would actually have such a big harvest.

"Disciple, take it." Liu Zhenren gave the money to Liang Chen, then stood up and said, "Bring me to your room."

"I can't live in this room!" Liu Zhenren stroked his goatee and said.

"We just finished renovating and moved into this room. Should we move out now?" the woman asked.

"En, move, you must move, or else your husband will die in the hands of the female ghost!" The Liu Zhenren said.

The master bedroom should be located in the direction of the morning sun, so you should live in a room directly to the south.

"Alright, alright. Real people, just tell me, where do we live?" At that moment, the male host returned and saw two strangers at home. One of them was wearing a Daoist attire; it was clear that he was a fortune-teller.

"Wife, these two are …" the man asked.

The woman hurriedly introduced her husband, saying, "Hubby, you came back just in time. We can't live in this room anymore, we have to move out!"

The man was stunned. "Why can't I live here? I have to give a reason, no?"

"Hubby, you told me before that shoes cannot be used for washing beds, I didn't believe it before, but the dark circles under your eyes have become so obvious these few days, and Liu Zhenren has already calculated it for us. Our family has a female ghost."

"Nonsense, where did this female ghost come from? If there really was a female ghost, would we still be alive? We would've died a long time ago!" The man obviously didn't believe him.

Liu Zhenren sighed and then explained the impressiveness of it to the man.

However, the man still refused to listen and said, "Liar, we're all living well here, hurry up and go, don't talk nonsense here, do you think this kind of money is easy to earn?!"

"How can you say that? My master is an immortal. It's fine if you don't believe him, but how can you lie to us?!" Liang Chen was immediately angered. If this was in the past, he would never have believed it, but after the copper coin appeared in his mind, he was very sure about this kind of thing. Furthermore, all the information in his head was true.

"Hmph, we don't need it. You guys hurry up and go!" The man was furious.

Liu Zhenren also had a face of helplessness. He had originally wanted to save this man, but since he did not listen, he could not be mistaken as a liar.

"How about this, I have two talismans with me. If you don't believe me, you can put the two talismans in a bowl at night and then pour a bowl of water to drink. I believe you will know whether or not I'm lying!" After Liu Zhenren finished speaking, he took out two yellow colored spokes from his pocket and handed it to the mistress, then he and Liang Chen left.

Before she left, the woman apologized again and again, and said, "Dao Master, Young Master, I am really sorry, my husband has a bad temper, I hope you guys don't be angry, if there is anything wrong, how can I contact you guys?!"

"No need. If there's anything else, we'll naturally come looking for you." With that, the Liu Zhenren and Liang Chen walked far away.

Liang Chen was extremely angry, and said, "Master, they actually don't believe your words, it's simply too despicable!"

"Hehe, this is very normal, so there's no need to make such a big fuss about it. Originally, there was no scientific basis for all of this, so normal people would naturally not believe it." The Liu Zhenren said, "I believe they will know the truth tonight."

"Master, what did you give them?" Liang Chen asked curiously.

"Secret."

"Hmph, Master, I don't think you think I'm your disciple at all. Otherwise, how could you not even talk about such a small matter?"

Liang Chen said deliberately.

"Actually, it's not a secret. It's just two spokes that can let them see the ghost."

After Liang Chen made an "oh" sound, he finally understood that the old Daoist Priest was not a swindler. Previously, he had thought that he was, after all, a swindler.

"Master, you're so amazing, why don't you give me one? I also came here secretly at night to see what kind of ghosts are holding that man back."

"Brat, what are you thinking? Of course it's female ghost, beautiful female ghost!"

Liu Zhenren said, "Aren't you going to call your daughter's friend? Weren't there no numbers on the mountain before?"