Fortune Teller Master

This morning, because of the reported farce, Lin Qingyin only counted the hexagrams for three people. Many people who opened their eyes to see the little master’s calculus thought that they were still unsure. Master Yang came when he was depressed, and everyone was very excited. The young man was unlucky at first glance, and the little master was able to show his talent again.

Yang Shuai looked at the police uncle with a look of embarrassment, and looked back to see that the people sitting on the grass all looked at him brightly and couldn't help but startle, how could these people look so happy!

Daeshuai held her small heart in amazement and walked to Lin Qingyin. After he greeted Lin Qingyin, he came to a halt and sighed. He sat on the grass and looked a little straight: "I can be exhausted. Now!"

There are many people who come to Lin Qingyin to count the hexagrams, but Yang Dashuai is the first one to be casual. Even Wang Fatzi looked at him more and turned his head to ask Lin Qingyin: "Master, do you know him?"

"Hmm!" Lin Qingyin smiled, but the bite was slightly heavier: "He is my teacher who learns English in New Oriental. It is said that because he speaks very well, my tuition is twice as expensive as others. I paid more than 100,000."

Wang Fatzi understood this as soon as he heard it. The little master had trouble for expensive tuition for a while. The scared Jiang Wei did not dare to appear in front of the little master for a few days.

Looking at Yang Dashuai's messy hair and heavy dark circles, Wang Fatzi asked with a smile: "Do you count?"

Yang Dashuai's somewhat unresponsive brain finally felt the purpose of coming here because of his exhaustion, but when he looked at Lin Qingyin, he always felt a little playful, and felt that the fat man sitting next to Lin Qingyin seemed more reliable.

Lin Qingyin has seen this kind of look more since he started to count in this place. People who first contacted her were always skeptical of her because of her appearance and age. But it doesn't matter. According to experience, she would be respectfully and respectfully known as a master if she is generally asked to count.

Yang Shuai reached out to push Liu Haier to his head, and asked wearily, "Can you count everything?"

"Of course!" Wang Fatzi said with a smile: "It's not something that our little master can't figure out, but generally we have to be ranked. It depends on you as a little master teacher to insert a team for you. Two Thousand-five counts as a gossip, if you encounter a disaster, you need to crack it and pay extra."

Lin Qingyin glanced at Wang Fatzi approvingly. The price was right, otherwise she would be sorry for her 100,000 yuan tuition!

Yang Dashuai's family is not short of money, and his own salary is also quite large. Two thousand and five hundred dollars is very easy for him, but he did not expect that Lin Qingyin's asking price was so high.

But here comes, no matter what method you have to try, Yang Dashuai really does not want to find a jewelry box in a dusty house. When this happened, he didn't want to keep any childhood memories anymore. He had to let his parents sell both houses. For him, these two houses were a nightmare.

Taking out his mobile phone and scanning the QR code, Yang Dashuai happily transferred 2,500 yuan in the past. Lin Qingyin felt very comfortable after hearing the voice of the account, and finally, it was 2,500 in Teacher Yang this time. It was not easy what!

"Mr. Yang, have you encountered the peach blossom debt?" Lin Qingxin's light and fluttering words hit Da Shuai Yang's heart in an instant, and his tears were almost coming down: "This should be the most unjust peach blossom debt in history! I was just in elementary school. I loved Doukai a little bit dimly, and I had a little hand, and I didn’t do anything else!"

The onlookers broke the music when they heard it. Although I guessed that this guy was a bit unlucky, I didn't expect it to be a peach debt.

Lin Qingyin gave a pityful glance to Master Yang, "Are you taking someone's stuff? Should it still be a matter of marriage?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yang Dashuai nodded again and again, and then he recovered and suddenly opened his eyes sharply: "Lin Qingyin, do you really count?"

The old lady, who was listening to it, was unhappy and knocked his back with a cane: "It's rude to call Master."

Only then did Yang Shuai remember that the police uncle who caught "feudal superstition" also called Lin Qingyin the same way, and co-authored Lin Qingyin is very famous in this film!

Lin Qingyin asked Master Yang to stretch out his hand and looked at his palm, and frowned slightly: "This thing is a bit evil, or the person who gave you this is a bit evil, she shouldn't just want to simply return something. ""Looking at Master Yang, Lin Qingyin's gaze contained sympathy: "Did she let you live with debt?"

Yang Dashuai Khan was all down. He remembered that Li Siyu looked at his eyes with straight hair yesterday: "Although she was joking when she said, I think her eyes are serious."

Thinking about this, Yang Dashuai’s sad head is going to be bald: “She’s a good-looking family and she has a lot of money. If you want to get married, what kind of man can’t be found, why should I catch me! I haven’t seen each other since I was a child, and I was also ignorant of feelings when I was a child, so she won’t forget her for ten years."

Wang Fatzi carefully looked at Master Yang, and nodded in agreement: "You are a little bit more handsome than the average person, it is really not worth it."

Yang Dashuai touched his face and always felt that what the fat man said did not seem like a compliment!

"You are more complicated!" Lin Qingyin drew three ancient money from his pocket and placed it in the turtle shell: "I will give you a gossip."

"Good!" Yang Dashuai looked at the golden turtle shell in Lin Qingyin's hand expectingly: "Forget where that thing is, I can find it quickly and give it back to her, how can a good girl become so scary!"

Lin Qingyin repeated six times, and combined with the hexagram, said: "The things she gave you should be women's special antiquities, related to appearance..." Lin Qingyin looked up at Yang Dashuai: "Is it an ancestral jewelry box?"

Yang Dashuai excitedly raised his thumbs up: "Lin Qingyin, you are so amazing!"

The old lady, who was sitting behind the diagonal of Yang Shuai, stretched out her crutches again: "I want to call it Master!"

"Yes, yes, little master! Little master!" Yang Dashuai quickly changed his mind: "Little master, that jewelry box is the ancestral dowry of her family. When she was a child, she gave me that jewelry box as a separate gift, but I didn't do it at all. Knowing the meaning of the jewelry box, otherwise I will definitely not be able to take it. Now she comes back to ask for her jewelry box, but I can’t find it, but she said last night, if you can’t find me, you have to marry her. You said Isn’t that a joke! How could a major marriage matter be this way? Besides, I also have a girlfriend. How can I marry someone for such an inexplicable reason!"

Lin Qingyin stood up from the ground and flicked the grass scraps stuck to his leg: "Come on, I will take you to find it."

After hearing this, Yang Dashuai's tears of happiness will come out. I already knew that Lin Qingyin can calculate even this, so I don't have to turn it all night.

Seeing Lin Qingyin leaving, the uncle and grandma who brought Mazar stood up reluctantly: "Do you still come tomorrow?"

"Not here for the time being!" Looking at these uncles and aunts who have always supported themselves, Lin Qingyin's smile is very kind: "Everyone has seen what happened today, and it has become a place of right and wrong. If you continue here Counting it, there will be more and more people coming to find fault, and the people at the police station will be difficult to handle. Then I will only count the hexagrams for everyone in my hexagram room."

The old ladies were anxious when they heard, "Don't come anymore?" When I thought of the two people who just found the police to catch the "feudal superstition", everyone's teeth were tickled: "I'm annoying this kind of person, I have no ability Be jealous of others! Master Master, don’t be polite to this kind of red eye disease, you should stick the little man to curse them."

Lin Qingyin smiled, and she was the one who touched the threshold of the Xian family in her life. Although the final checkpoint failed, the people who had reached this level already had good luck, and those who wanted to frame her would usually ask for trouble. eat.

Just like today, Lin Qingyin went there without saying a word, Lao Huang and Li Kang tossed themselves into the police station, and judging by their luck, the two had to go for three or five years. Fortunately, drinking cold water is the kind of teething, who makes them think wrong.

Lin Qingyin looked at everyone's indignant expression and felt warm: "Although I can't count the hexagrams here, but everyone's support and love for me during this time will be seen in my heart. The old price of one thousand yuan will remain unchanged for life. However, it is not possible to enjoy this treatment by bringing family members and friends to count the hexagrams!"

Everyone was very happy after hearing it. Aunt Li asked cheerfully, "Can Master Master remember us all?"

Lin Qingyin smiled: "My person has a particularly good memory, not only those who can remember you but also your face, you can just rest assured."

Yang Dashuai was still waiting for something to look for. Lin Qingyin couldn't greet them much and waved his hand to leave. A group of people hugged her and walked to the gate of the park. They thought that they would not see the little master calculate the hexagram in the future, and they all felt empty.

Blame those two red eyes! Why do you say that such a person who doesn't even have the real skills has such a big face? I’m so embarrassed to report others, so I should be caught and deserve it!

Watching the little master get in the car, Aunt Li waved her hand: "Go, go to the police station and ask where the two deflated families live and where they usually do their hexagrams. When they have been deceived, ask them to send a record of what they did, and strive to let them live there for a few more years!"

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Yang Dashuai drank a lot of wine last night and did not sleep for another night. Now he is a little sleepy when he is exposed to the sun. Taking advantage of Wang Fatzi's driving, he packed three cups of coffee and some cakes at the Starbucks at the gate of the park and distributed it to Lin Qingyin and Wang Fatzi when he got on the bus.

Yang Dashuai bought Lin Qingyin the little girl's favorite sweet cream drink. Lin Qingyin took a sip and bent her eyes happily. She really liked this sweet thing.

Fatty Wang looked back at Lin Qingyin who took a bite of drink and a bite of cake and couldn’t help laughing. The little master looked very cold when he was calculating, that is, he looked like a child when eating and studying. The happy expression makes people look and comfortably follow.

"Master, where are we going?"

Yang Dashuai just swallowed the coffee in his mouth and showed him the way. He saw that Lin Qingyin did not raise his head while eating the cake and said, "Go east, walk straight for two junctions, then turn left, and continue for three junctions. Turn right and you will arrive."

Yang Dashuai saw Lin Qingyin almost spewing out the coffee in his mouth: "Little Master, you can count where my old house is? You haven't pinched it, how did you see it?"

Lin Qingyin looked at the colorful cakes in the box and explained to him kindly: "Your eyebrows are stained with a hint of pink sorrow, which is related to your peach debts. Where is it?"

Although Yang Dashuai knew that Lin Qingyin's calculations were very effective, he was shocked again and again. This level surpassed those "half immortals".

After seeing Lin Qingyin’s level of hexagrams, Yang Dashuai was confident in helping her find her jewelry box. Her heart tightened all night and she relaxed a lot. She also thought about chatting with her: "Little Master, you What kind of English can you make up if you say that you are so powerful? What kind of soft hands will you earn from opening a Feng Shui company in the future!"

Lin Qingyin could have found a confidant: "I think so! You said I didn't count the foreigner's hexagrams, what to do with this thing! It was all a disaster caused by the college entrance examination, followed by negligence, I thought you New Oriental and New Oriental cooking is a family, I think I can taste the dishes made by the chefs while learning English, so I came here."

Looking at Lin Qingyin's indignant expression, Yang Dashuai suddenly realized: Are you for learning English? It's purely for dinner!

However, Yang Dashuai did not expect that the calculation of hexagrams now requires such a high degree of education. Thinking of Lin Qingyin’s unbearable level of English, Yang Dashuai was really worried for her: "Did you really slow down English during the exam?"

"It's okay, other calculations are easy, mainly because the composition of the composition has to find someone to write." Lin Qingyin frowned slightly: "I used to recite the composition of the reference book before, but was later Our English teacher found it and refused."

Thinking of the small English composition about dreams written by Lin Qingyin yesterday, he suddenly had a bad hunch: "What did you do with the small composition I wrote yesterday?"

"Oh, that..." Lin Qingyin took a bite of the cake: "The day after tomorrow, the school is going to take a monthly exam. That's my English composition topic!"

Yang Shuai: "............"

Looking at Dashuai, who was stunned, Lin Qingyin gave him a piece of cake in the box that looked the least beautiful: "Mr. Yang, today I will help you solve this love debt. If I turn back, my English composition will be troublesome. is you!"

For the first time, Yang Dashuai heard the so-called "calculation of questions" operation: "How many points can you get for the English test?"

Lin Qingyin proudly raised his chest: "Every time is full marks!"

Yang Dashuai really believes in the strength of Lin Qingyin's hexagrams. As far as her breaking level is concerned, she can get full marks in the high school English test, which is absolutely too accurate.

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The distance between several intersections is not particularly far, and the time for talking is here. Lin Qingyin took the time to put the last bite of cake into his mouth and wiped the chocolate pieces on the corner of the mouth with a paper towel: "Stop here."

Yang Dashuai’s impression of Fengshui in the calculation of Gua Gua all came from film and television dramas. He always felt that Lin Qingyin should hold a compass in his hand while looking for directions. But the reality is that Lin Qingyin had a Starbucks paper cup in his hand, and he found the building where he lived very leisurely.

Looking up and looking up twice, Lin Qingyin said: "Go, go to the third floor."

Yang Dashuai has grown from shock to habituation. He feels that there is no such thing as Lin Qingyin in this world. But on the third floor, Yang Dashuai took out the key to open the door, but saw Lin Qingyin stopped at the door of the opposite door.

"Master, my home is here."

Lin Qingyin looked back at him and said, "But things are here."

Opposite is the old mansion of Li Siyu's family. When their family moved away, he went in to see it. Some of the furniture was sold and some was given to relatives and friends. Only the empty house was left. Until the Yang Dashuai family moved away, the door had not moved in new residents.

Thinking of the scene where Li Siyu stood behind him quietly last night, Yang Dashuai somehow felt a little numb in his heart, and even the old house door that had been used to it since childhood was looking a little scared.

"Master, is Li Siyu a ghost?" Yang Dashuai whispered to Lin Qingyin in a low voice: "She feels weird to me, not like a normal person."

Lin Qingyin glanced at him: "If you ask her, you will know."

Following Lin Qingyin's eyes, Yang Dashuai turned his head to look at the opposite door. He was shaking like a sieve: "You said she was inside?"

Lin Qingyin did not speak, but stretched out his hand to cover the position of the keyhole. Wang Fatzi hadn't clearly seen Lin Qingyin's movements yet, and saw that the old door of the faded old house was pushed open by her.

Yang Dashuai's "wailing" slammed on Wang Fatzi's back, his face pale and trembling, almost frightened. Fortunately, Yang Fatshuai's body standard, Wang Fatzi can still bear his weight. If there is another person who weighs the same as Wang Fatzi, it is estimated that the two must roll down the stairs together.

Seeing that Lin Qingyin had walked in, Wang Fatzi dragged Yang Dashuai off his back and dragged him halfway into the house.

Yang Dashuai, like a little sheep that was just slaughtered, hugged Wang Fatzi's big thick fat arm tightly without letting go. Wang Fatzi was so annoying that he pushed him while nagging: "I told you that this is not in the service, you have to pay extra."

"Give it!" Yang Dashuai nodded like a chick pecking rice: "As long as you don't push me away."

What I saw at the door was the living room, except that the living room was empty and had nothing like when I moved out more than ten years ago. Lin Qingyin did not stay, and walked directly to the second room to the south. Yang Dashuai suddenly shivered even more. That was Li Siyu's room.

The doors of the old house were not locked, and Lin Qingyin opened the door with a light push. Compared with the empty living room, this room is like no one left, pink princess bed, wardrobe with cartoon pattern and white desk.

It was just a woman lying on the pink princess bed, and a big red jewelry box was placed on the white desk, facing the woman on the bed.

Master Yang, holding Wang Fatzi's arm, almost fainted: "The man lying on the bed is Li Siyu."