Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Chapter 130: Wong Tai Sin: Double Kill (9)

The fortune teller was thick-skinned and did not feel guilty even when he was caught pretending to be blind. He pretended to pick up a piece of paper from the table.

[Old man, my prices are clearly marked here. We do not sell on credit. Please take a look at the price list first.]

The corner of Hu Dali's mouth twitched. When he was wandering around the world, he had never printed such things. He always said one thing to one person and another thing to another person, asking for a high price and then paying a low price.

Hey!

Face reading 150.

Test 200 characters.

Predict good or bad luck 500.

8000 to change Feng Shui.

That’s the starting price.

That woman just now seemed to have read her face...

Hu Dali knows a little bit of these things. He wouldn't dare call himself a master, but he is definitely better than Zhou Banxian who sticks on a fake beard.

Below the payment code, the three big words "Zhou Banxian" were written.

[Ahem, Zhou Banxian, I'm telling you the fortune! ]

Hu Dali took a pen and paper from the table and wrote the word "Min" in a flamboyant manner. This was Guizhi's mother's name. His son, who was not very smart, was destined to die young, so there was no need to calculate.

【Min?! 】

Zhou Banxian touched his beard out of habit, not noticing that the goatee he had glued on in the morning had shifted from its original position due to his subconscious nervousness.

【Someone is missing from the elderly's home? 】

Zhou Banxian thought for a while and suddenly said something.

Hu Dali's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't realized that this half-immortal had such real abilities!

[Yes, is she still alive? ]

Zhou Banxian cleared his throat and tapped his knuckles on the table.

Get back the payment code that was about to be stolen by that weird yellow fox.

Someone nearby kindly reminded me.

[Old man, I will only tell you if you give me money, hahahaha! ]

Hu Dali followed his instructions and took out 200 yuan from his trouser pocket. The bill was brand new, with only a crease in the middle.

Zhou Banxian took the money, rubbed the Braille area with his hands, looked at the anti-counterfeiting code against the light, and then put it in his bag with satisfaction.

[Although this person suffered many hardships when he was young, he was able to turn danger into safety and is still alive today.]

When Hu Dali was arranging a marriage for his son and daughter-in-law, he calculated their horoscopes and found that Li Minzhi would bring good luck to her husband and family, and was the most suitable candidate he could find at the time.

But later the two of them disappeared at sea. He took out Li Minzhi's horoscope to predict good or bad luck, but the result was so confusing that he could not tell anything.

Only then did he realize that this eight characters might be false.

Either Li Minzhi's family deliberately falsified the data, or the Li family was too poor to go to the hospital at that time, so she gave birth at home and got the time wrong.

No matter which one it is, it’s a rip-off.

It’s a shame to have such a father like Hu Dali.

[So, is this person widowed or remarried? Can the current position be calculated specifically? ]

In order to avoid suspicion, Hu Dali seldom stared at his daughter-in-law's face. After so many years, he even forgot what Li Minzhi looked like.

This kid Hu Guizhi looks about 70% like his father, and the other 20% is his eyebrows and ears, which are of no reference value for face reading.

Zhou Banxian was so happy that he was beating his chest. There was a chance that his income would exceed a thousand today!

[Old man, there are only three questions in the fortune telling, you have to choose one of the two! ]

Hu Dali frowned.

[I'll pay more! Tell me first if you are widowed or remarried.]

Zhou Banxian was also very decisive.

[Not widowed, remarried. ]

Hu Dali: ...

Wong Tai Sin: (O_o)??

[What do you mean? Why don’t I understand?! ]

Hu Dali went over this sentence in his mind, fearing that he had misunderstood its meaning, so he asked again to feel at ease.

Zhou Banxian tapped the payment code with his knuckles.

[Squeak——]

I bared my teeth. I was really impressed. This Zhou Banxian was really a money-grubber. He never said a word a second time.

Hu Dali quickly pulled out two bills and slapped them on the table, with a little anger in his eyes.

He would never keep people in suspense like this back then. It's so hateful.

If he had not made a wrong move in chess and failed to investigate the character of Li Minzhi's entire family in detail, would he have fallen to the point of seeking help from outsiders?

[Haha, don't be impatient, old man. I mean it literally. This person was originally married, not widowed, but now he is married again.]

[Who did you marry? They divorced me without telling me?! ]

Zhou Banxian didn't say anything, but pushed the paper and pen over to him again, motioning him to write another word.

This time, Hu Dali gritted his teeth and wrote one.

This is the middle character of his son’s name, the “Qi” in Hu Qian’an.

【Zhou Banxian, count this word! 】

【Well, this person is also missing. 】

[Yes, go on.]

Zhou Banxian was interrupted and almost choked on his own saliva.

[Three questions for one word, you have to ask me, otherwise what should I say? The secret cannot be revealed, the money you pay can only make me speak three times. ]

Hu Dali held his forehead with his hand. This kid spoke so eloquently, but he was just afraid that he would suffer if he said too much in one breath.

[Squeak——]

If direct bloodline didn't count, we wouldn't bother with this stingy guy! I didn't expect that there are still talented people walking around in the world. This old man is lucky.

Hu Dali calmed the anxious immortal, thought about it, and asked.

Where is he?

【Well, according to the Chinese character, this person is in the south of the top. 】

Veins on Hu Dali's forehead popped out and he sneered in his heart. To the south, haha, there are two points. Is it Hainan Island or Taiwan Island?

Eh?! Taiwan Island is not the southernmost part, it is at most the southeastern part, so that is Hainan Island?!

Hu Dali took a deep breath to calm his inner excitement. Well, there are still two questions. He needs to think carefully about what to ask.

The spectators ate the melon and stood by, still unsatisfied. In their minds, they had already made up a melodramatic love story based on the conversation between the two.

[What is his health condition? Why doesn't he go home? ]

Hu Dali said this in a cold and somewhat resentful tone.

Zhou Banxian raised his eyebrows.

【Old man, these are two questions! 】

[Yes, yes, two is two, I have money! ]

Hu Dali was not originally such a bad-tempered person, but because of the involvement of his missing son, who had been missing for more than 20 years without any news, this old man, who was about to step into the coffin, was worried about him every day. How could he not be irritable? !

In the first few years, he ignored taboos and forced himself to calculate Hu Qian'an's whereabouts. He vomited several liters of blood. Later, it was Hu Guizhi's wailing that awakened him.

Later, he hypnotized himself over and over again, pretending that Hu Qian had died outside, and the most important thing now was to raise his grandson to adulthood.

[Huh - I'm sorry, Zhou Banxian, I'm just an old man, I'm just holding my breath, I'm not angry with you...]

[It’s okay, old man. I’ll continue.]

【Um. 】

[Look at the word "其" you wrote. The two dots below are too long, like a person lying in bed. And this is indeed the case. This person is currently unconscious and has been lying in bed for many years, but he is still alive.]

[Vegetative state?!]

Someone interrupted, attracting everyone's attention, and he quickly covered his mouth.

Zhou Banxian nodded. If he didn't speak, it wouldn't be considered a violation of the principle of one word, three questions.

[As for why he didn't go home, you should be able to figure it out, right? ]