Chapter 629 This is too expensive
Jiang Wukui saw Zhang Dahu yelling at him, but he didn't buy his words. He glared at Zhang Dahu and said, "Am I wrong? Captain Que gave their boss a chance, but he himself didn't cherish the opportunity to change. Isn't that the case?"
"You are right. Our former boss deserved to die." said the little fortune teller.
"The boss deserves to die, but I shouldn't! You, Que Dongjin, want me to die, which is a wanton killing of innocent people!" Cai Wei said strugglingly.
"How can it be considered killing innocent people? Cai Wei, you know how many bad things you have done! Tell me, how many decent women have you ruined? Humph! If you don't die, it will be against the will of heaven!" said the second fat brother.
"How am I ruining a decent woman? I am popular with women, and you are jealous, right? Women are happy when they are with me!" said Cai Wei.
"You are really shameless! Cai Wei, don't we know how you play with women? You broke into the house in the middle of the night and raped women!" Zhong Wu said.
"Why waste time talking to him! Just take him away and shoot him." said the little fortune teller .
"Little fortune teller! Zhong Wu! Fat second brother! You have ignored our friendship in order to please Que Dongjin. Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!" said Cai Wei.
"A scum like you will be thrown into the eighteen levels of hell by the King of Hell when you become a ghost. You can't meet us at all. How can you find us?" The little fortune teller said with a smile.
"I won't let you go! I will become a ghost even in the eighteen levels of hell, and I will find you and take revenge no matter what!" Cai Wei said weakly.
"Shoot him! Let him go to see the King of Hell as soon as possible! Cai Wei, if you have any grievances, go and tell the King of Hell. We don't have time to explain to you. We still need to sleep!" Fat Brother Two raised his gun.
"Wait! Listen to me again. I am dead, I beg you, after I die, my pension must be sent to my mother. Also, don't tell my mother that I was shot by you. Just say what Captain Que said, okay?" Cai Wei looked at the fat second brother.
"A dying man speaks good words. You finally said something sensible! You can go without worry. We won't let your mother embarrass herself by following you! Farewell!" Fat Second Brother said as he fired.
After Cai Wei was shot, his legs were still shaking. Zhong Wu quickly shot him again, and he died soon after.
Zhang Dahu, Jiang Wukui and others buried Cai Wei and went back to sleep.
The next day, Que Dongjin brought the little fortune teller into the city. It was already mid-afternoon when they arrived. Que Dongjin looked at the little fortune teller, wearing sunglasses and holding a banner, and found it very funny.
In the middle of the banner are written two big characters "divine calculation", on the left is written "calculate blessings and disasters, and calculate them accurately", and on the right is written "point out the way and resolve disasters".
Que Dongjin was about five meters away from him. Sometimes he walked in front and sometimes walked behind. He knew that the little fortune teller wore sunglasses to make it easier for him to observe around.
Que Dongjin turned a street and walked slower, letting the little fortune teller walk ahead. Just as he passed Que Dongjin, he was stopped by five people coming from the front. Four of the five people were wearing puppet army uniforms, and one was wearing casual clothes and holding a fan.
The man holding the fan looked at the words on the banner and said with a smile, "A fortune teller? You're quite boastful! How about you tell me your fortune? If it's right, I'll give you a big reward. If it's wrong, I'll burn your signboard!"
When Que Dongjin saw the people in front of him stopping the little fortune teller, he quickly stopped, walked to the side of the road, squatted down, and pretended to tie his shoelaces. He was ready. If the puppet army dared to attack the little fortune teller, he would kill them.
"Sir! I see your brow is shining and your eyes are bright. I am so happy, so happy! What do you want to calculate? How about we go to the side?" The little fortune teller smiled.
"Can you see the glow in my forehead when you wear glasses? Can you see the light in my eyes?" Shan Zi said.
"Sir! You don't know this. Without glasses, you only see appearances, superficial phenomena! With glasses on, I miss the appearances and only see the substance, the real things! If you don't believe me, I will calculate it slowly. Please go to the side, sir." The little fortune teller stretched out his hand and pointed under the eaves next to him.
"You are looking for death! How can the master go under the eaves? People under the eaves have to bow their heads! In front of whom has our master ever bowed his head?" said a puppet soldier.
"What this military officer said is wrong! Even the emperor has to bow his head sometimes, so who doesn't have to bow his head sometimes? It is wise to bow your head when you should! I think this officer is a wise man, and he will bow his head sometimes. I'm sorry, officer, I'm telling the truth. If you don't like to hear it, I can't tell you the truth. Sometimes, the truth is hard to hear, but it can help people find their way out of a maze!" said the little fortune teller.
"How dare you! How dare you talk nonsense like that!" Another military officer yelled at the young fortune teller.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Why are you talking so much? I really believe this fortune teller. He is right. Even the emperor has to bow his head in front of the queen, let alone me? It is wise to bow your head when you should. Well said! Come on, go to the side and tell me the fortune!" said the fan.
Shan Zi and the little fortune teller came to the eaves next to them. The little fortune teller sat down on the ground and said, "Tell me your birth date first!"
Shan Zi obediently reported my birth date and watched the little fortune teller's fingers move and mutter something. After a while, the little fortune teller asked, "Sir, would you like to calculate my career or my financial fortune?"
"Calculate everything for me! I won't give you less money!" said the fan.
"Okay, let me calculate your career luck first!" said the little fortune teller.
Que Dongjin looked at the little fortune teller and laughed in his heart. This little fortune teller was really good at pretending to be so talented. No wonder he could fool so many people. His ability to read people's expressions was indeed very strong.
"Okay! Tell me about my career prospects!" said the fan.
The little fortune teller started moving his fingers again. He muttered something as he moved his fingers. No one could understand what he was saying. It sounded like a spell. He muttered for a while, then stopped, took off his glasses, glanced at his fan, put them back on, and said, "Sir, you have had good luck in your career recently. Your luck comes from your wisdom. You bowed your head when you bowed your head. Am I right?"
"Why did you bow your head? To whom did I bow my head?" asked the fan.
"Sir, you bowed your head when you met the noble, and the noble promoted you."
"Who is my benefactor?"
"Taijun." The little fortune teller said these two words, looking at Shanzi's expression through his glasses.
"The calculation is very accurate." said a puppet soldier.
"Why are you butting in?" Shanzi glared at the puppet soldier.
"Very accurate, right? Not only can you ask for money, you can also burn my signboard! Sir, you will have a successful career! But, there were some twists and turns in the past few days. These twists and turns came from the enemies of your benefactor. They made your benefactor restless, and your benefactor is a little angry with you. However, after the twists and turns, you will have a successful career." The little fortune teller said with a smile.
"After the setbacks, you will have a successful career? How so? Can you explain it in detail?" asked Shan Zi.
"Okay, let me calculate it carefully again to see where your career in office will come from." The little fortune teller started to hook his fingers and chant spells again.
After a while, the young fortune teller slapped his thigh and said, "Purple air is coming from the east! The sun is shining! Good luck! Good luck! However, this good luck will not arrive until the day after tomorrow. Remember! Purple air is coming from the east! Ten miles east of the city, at noon the day after tomorrow, a group of purple air will appear, which will bring you a prosperous career!"
"Really? Why the East? What is purple air?"
"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. Once it is revealed, it will not work. Remember, at noon the day after tomorrow, a group of purple air will appear ten miles east of the city. If you are touched by the purple air, your career will be prosperous! However, this group of purple air can only cover one person, and this person is exactly what you want. But many things will change. If this group of purple air touches someone who can suppress your fate, your official career will be taken away by him." said the little fortune teller.
"What do you mean?" asked Shan Zi.
"That's enough. The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. Once it is revealed, it will not work. Figure it out yourself!" said the little fortune teller.
"Okay, I remember it. Please calculate my fortune for me again!" said the fan.
"Okay, let me calculate your fortune!" The little fortune teller started moving his fingers and chanting spells again.
The fortune teller muttered for a while, then said, "Your fortune hasn't been very good lately. You've lost a lot of money! Is this accurate?"
Shan Zi thought about how he had given many gifts to curry favor with the Japanese a few days ago, even giving a valuable antique from his own home to the head of the agency. He said, "Accurate! Keep calculating."
"Good! Losing money will bring wealth! Losing money will eliminate disasters and bring you a good career! Sir, you have a really good life! You lose money first, and gain wealth later! It is that ball of purple air that not only makes your career prosperous, but also makes you rich! You make a fortune on the same day, and the wealth will come afterwards! Good life, really good life!" said the little fortune teller.
"How do you make money?"
"When the purple air comes from the east, good fortune comes with it! Do you understand?" said the little fortune teller.
"Oh, I see." Shanzi nodded .
"Can you calculate my other fortunes?" Shan Zi looked at the little fortune teller.
"I'm sorry, I can't calculate other things for you, such as love, romantic luck and so on. I can only calculate two aspects of fortune for people at a time. If I calculate too many, it will shorten their lifespan. Besides, people can't be too greedy. I can't break my rules for money." said the little fortune teller.
"You 're looking for death! I'll let you settle the score!" said a puppet soldier.
"Interrupting again? He said that only two aspects of luck are counted at most. Don't make things difficult for him. Just reward him with a silver dollar!" said the fan.
"Give him a silver dollar? Give him so much? That's too expensive!" said a puppet soldier.
"Stop talking nonsense! Give him a reward!" said the fan.
"Sir, I can't accept your silver dollars, not even a single one!" said the little fortune teller.
"Why can't you accept it? It's a reward from me, take it!" said the fan.
"Sir, you don't know that my rule is that if someone is lucky, I will either give it to him for free or give him good things in pairs. We are destined to be together, and since you are lucky, I will give it to him for free, for free! It can be considered that I am sharing some of your good luck." said the little fortune teller.
"What did you say? You want to take advantage of our uncle's luck? You're looking for death!"
"Sir, no, no, I said it's free." said the little fortune teller.
