Qin Ruan walked forward leisurely and took a closer look, only to realize that the young men and women standing in front of the stall were all students, with the name tags of a certain school hanging on their chests.
They are students from a private high school in Beijing. Judging from their clothes, they must have just come out of school.
Qin Ruan guessed that they should be senior high school students who will stay in school to make up for the college entrance examination next year.
Under the curious and inquisitive gaze of several students, Qin Ruan sat in the stall set up for her by Old Man Song, leaning on the seat with a slightly sloppy posture, with a faint smile on her lips, and smiled at the people who came to her. Say hello.
"Fellow Taoist Song, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"It's been a long time since we've seen each other." Old Man Song approached Qin Ruan with a slightly anxious expression: "Fellow Daoist Qin, someone recently offered a high price of tens of millions to take over the puppets. This is just a deposit, and there will be another twenty million after the deal is completed. The final payment, I wonder if Fellow Daoist Qin is interested in taking over this business?"
This was his ultimate goal in rushing here without even having dinner.
He acted as an intermediary to secure such a big deal for Qin Ruan. Once it was done, it was nothing more than a personal favourite.
Qin Ruan touched the hexagram tube on the table and said lazily in a pleasant voice: "Who is so generous?"
Old man Song narrowed his gleaming eyes: "Only the person who takes over the business can know who the employer is, and I don't know the rest."
"Don't worry, 30 million yuan is not a big deal. I have to wait for a big employer to come to you today."
Qin Ruan's tone was light, his white fingertips casually pulled out a stick from the hexagram tube, and his clear and bright eyes looked at the sign in his hand.
¡ª¡ªThe falling flowers and running water are heartless, the house is in panic and restless, and the person with a small mouth brings disaster and danger, so we must pray to the gods urgently.
"This lotteryis a lottery!" Old Man Song exclaimed.
Qin Ruan raised his eyelids and glanced at the students who were still standing in front of the booth, and his eyes fell on the boy standing at the back.
The clothes on the young man¡¯s body are messy, his face is stained, and his clothes may seem ordinary, but every detail reflects the designer¡¯s intentions. This man is either rich or noble.
"The thin layer of black mist lingering on the other party's body was contaminated by a close relative. If no action is taken to clean up the evil spirit, given time, the young man's body will be swallowed by the black mist and he will be seriously ill in bed.
Old man Song frowned and reached out to Qin Ruan. The latter loosened his hand and the fortune teller fell into his hand.
He stared at the signature and murmured to himself: "Puppets enter the house for no reason, and the strange noises and dreams make people startled. You must know that it is because people and money are in trouble, just because the road in front of the door is uneven."
Old man Song¡¯s face was solemn: ¡°Fellow Daoist Qin, may I ask who you drew this lot for?¡±
No matter how he looked at it, Qin Ruan didn't seem to be someone who was disturbed by the puppet and even harmed her life. You must know that with her ability, she would run for her life when the puppet saw her.
Qin Ruan smiled lightly: "Of course it's a distinguished guest."
The sweet smile is very pleasant, the temperament is otherworldly, and the person looks harmless and charming.
Old man Song suddenly said: "Tonight's big employer?"
Qin Ruan smiled without saying a word, took the divination lottery back from the other party's hand, and walked towards the students.
She stood up and walked over to the young man with a bright face, and handed the fortune stick to him: "Your family has been having troubles recently, and disasters have continued. Give this fortune to your father. If you want to solve the trouble, you can ask him to come." Find me."
Ke Yiming blinked and stared at Qin Ruan's face with beautiful eyes, straight bridge of nose, and sweet smile, and couldn't help but twinkle in his eyes.
Adolescent boys and girls often develop a liking for the opposite sex and are attracted by their appearance, personality, humorous language and other superficial phenomena.
Ke Yiming is no exception. Qin Ruan is so beautiful that it's hard not to be attracted to her. Her charming fox eyes are long and narrow, with the ends of the eyes slightly tilted upward. The movement of her eyes is particularly charming, giving people a feeling of being drunk but not drunk. A sense of haziness.
It was this mysterious hazy feeling that made him feel dazed.
However, fear soon showed in his eyes.
Ke Yiming did not take the fortune teller and took two steps back. His refusal was obvious.
Qin Ruan was not annoyed. He turned the fortune teller in his hand and said with a smile: "Your grandma has always been in good health. She suddenly fainted a month ago. She went to the hospital for a checkup and found no problems. Now she is still lying in the hospital.
Your father has had a lot of bad luck during this period, either getting into a car accident or being hit on the head by a foreign object falling from the sky. Your eldest brother's marriage is in trouble, evidence of cheating was caught on camera, and your sister-in-law is divorcing your eldest brother.
??The next thing is you. You are suddenly ostracized at school. Your old friends are avoiding you for some reason. The car sent by your school to pick you up is blocked in the middle of the road after you leave school tonight. While you are waiting for the busThe gangsters outside the school besieged you. If your classmates hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid you would not only be embarrassed, but also lose half your life.
Qin Ruan ignored Ke Yiming's rapidly turning pale face, stepped forward, and forced the fortune teller into his hand.
"Tell your father, the longer the delay, the greater the impact, and the reward for solving the evil will be doubled by then."
Because of Qin Ruan¡¯s words, the classmates around Ke Yiming stared at him, with probing, novelty and suspicion in their eyes.
A young man walked up to him and asked anxiously: "Yi Ming, is what she said true or false?"
Ke Yiming's hand holding the hexagram was trembling slightly, and he swallowed nervously. He did not respond to the classmates beside him, but looked at Qin Ruan with fixed eyes: "Youwhy do you know?"
Several classmates around him were shocked when they heard this and took a deep breath.
This is an admission!
¡°I didn¡¯t expect that a magician who set up a stall would actually tell the truth about Ke Yiming¡¯s family affairs.
For a moment, several pairs of doubtful eyes stared at Qin Ruan.
Ke Yiming clenched the fortune teller in his hand, and under the gaze of Qin Ruan's smart and clear eyes, he lowered his head with guilt and fear.
No one knows how frightened and uneasy he was, because everything Qin Ruan said was right.
His grandma did have a physical problem last month. The usually tough old lady suddenly collapsed and was bedridden, unable to get up.
The strangest thing is that even after going to the hospital for a check-up, nothing was found. To this end, his father invited countless famous doctors and performed more than 20 checks on grandma, but no results were found.
His father was also very unlucky during this period. One night when he came home, the succulent potted plant he kept on the second floor window fell inexplicably. His father was downstairs at the time. The potted plant missed his forehead by only a millimeter and fell to the ground. If he took even half a step forward, his father would be covered in blood.
Things like bird poop being pooped on the head, blood appearing when touching sharp objects, choking on food until it gets stuck in the throat, etc. This has been a common occurrence for his father in the past month.
The most recent and dangerous accident was when his father had a car accident while going to work one morning. It was not life-threatening, but it left a lot of scratches on his body.
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