urban monster mad son-in-law

"Only when you reach the realm of Nascent Soul, can you take out the treasure without destroying the feng shui of our Liu family's ancestral tomb, and at the same time have the strength not to be afraid of enemies coming to you, so before that, you still need to bear the humiliation and continue to be the son of the Ye family." The door-to-door son-in-law—”

This is the last sentence of grandpa, Liu Yang will remember it in his heart.

In the next few days, Liu Yang practiced very hard. When the sun rose in the east, he quietly came to the back mountain of the community alone to absorb the energy of the morning glow, and at night under the moon, he breathed out the essence of the moon.

It is a pity that this kind of cultivation is extremely slow.

Therefore, Liu Yang needs to find another way to absorb spiritual energy, otherwise, when will he be able to cultivate to the realm of Yuanying.

There are many treasures of heaven, material and earth in this world. These treasures have absorbed the aura of the world, and they are collectively called spiritual treasures. They are the tonics that cultivators dream of.

Liu Yang didn't have time to look for it, so he needed a lot of money to buy it.

On an overpass in the urban area of ​​Nanjiang City, Liu Yang came out to set up a stall for the first time. He sat cross-legged on the ground, with a piece of white paper written in large characters on Feng Shui and fortune-telling in front of him.

Without money, Liu Yang can only rely on his ability to make money.

"I said young man, do you look like a fortune teller at such a young age? Even a blind person can see that you are a swindler."

"That's right, look at you, you don't look like a fortune teller at all, but you look like a beggar!"

"—"

On the overpass, there were almost all fortune tellers setting up stalls, all of whom were mocking Liu Yang.

There is either a small desk in front of them, or a gossip map spread out on the ground, and Liu Yang, with a few big characters scrawled on a piece of white paper, looks like a swindler Charlatans.

The key point is that the fortune tellers are all over fifty years old, but Liu Yang is a young boy, which is too unique.

Liu Yang ignored these fortune tellers, closed his eyes and meditated, feeling the aura in his body traveling through the meridians of his body——

Seeing that Liu Yang didn't react at all, these fortune tellers were cursing and could only give him a blank stare before giving up.

People flowed on the overpass, and many people who believed in fortune patronized the booths of those fortune tellers, but Liu Yang was deserted.

Some passers-by even said a few words against Liu Yang: "What's wrong with being young, but you want to be a liar, and you have a problem with your brain. You even want to tell fortunes and cheat money. Do you think others are fools?"

Liu Yang ignored it and continued to meditate.

"Wanyu, isn't that Liu Yang?"

On the pedestrian street under the overpass, a tall woman with picturesque features pointed to Liu Yang who was sitting on the overpass, and said to a woman beside her.

That woman's pretty face is as cold as ice, and she is serious, isn't she the famous president of Bingshan Beauty, Ye Wanyu.

Ye Wanyu's heart trembled, she raised her head and looked at Liu Yang, looking at the familiar figure from the back and profile, who else could it be if it wasn't Liu Yang!

Why is he here, and even set up a stall to tell fortunes for people!

Is he short of money?

Even if you are short of money, you shouldn't do such a bluffing thing.

Ye Wanyu's face is getting colder and colder, as cold as an iceberg, Liu Yang is useless and useless, she can bear it, but she absolutely can't bear her husband pretending to be a god to deceive those old ladies and old men!

In today's era, only the older generation believe in fortune-telling.

"Yanran, let's go!"

"Walk?"

Hearing Ye Wanyu's words, Lin Yanran was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "This kind of man, what do you want him to do? If it were me, I would rush over and give him a slap, and then divorce him!"

"Why don't I want to divorce him, but this marriage was promised by my grandfather, and until now, my grandfather has always protected him," Ye Wanyu said in a deep voice.

"Leave this matter to me, and I'll let him file for a divorce with you."

"Yan Ran, don't act foolish!"

"Don't worry, I'm sensible."

As Lin Yanran said, she looked at Liu Yang with hatred.

After the two glanced at Liu Yang, they continued shopping——

Liu Yang was still meditating with his eyes closed, completely unaware of the existence of Ye Wanyu and Lin Yanran under the bridge.

As for Lin Yanran, Liu Yang is quite familiar with her. She is the jewel in the palm of the Lin family, and the Lin family is a large-scale real estate company in Nanjiang, with billions of assets.

Every time Lin Yanran came to Ye Wanyu's house as a guest, Liu Yang would always feel fearful, because Lin Yanran would always make things difficult for him.

Lin Yanran was as beautiful as a flower, and she and Ye Wanyu were very good girlfriends. The two of them were called the second beauties of Nanjiang. In the hearts of all male compatriots, they were super white, rich and beautiful, lovers of the masses.

It's just that after Ye Wanyu married a waste who didn't dare to go out all night, she became a recognized joke in Nanjiang.

At sunset and dusk, when the afterglow shone on the overpass, the fortune tellers began to close their stalls one after another, and Liu Yang also stood up slowly, ready to go home.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came striding forward, his expression excited.

Liu Yang glanced at him, his face beaming with joy, after waiting for a day, finally a benefactor came.

"Sir, please stay!"

Liu Yang, who hadn't spoken for a whole day, suddenly called out to the middle-aged man.

The fortune-teller who had already put away the booth, their eyes fell on Liu Yang in unison.

This middle-aged man, with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, walks with awe in every step, he is not an ordinary person, but this kind of person is even more difficult to provoke.

The middle-aged man frowned, and after looking at Liu Yang, his expression became even more disgusted, and he sneered and said, "You want to tell my fate?"

"It's not necessary. You have a full sky and thick earlobes. You are a blessed person," Liu Yang said with a smile, "It's just—"

The middle-aged man smiled coldly again: "Just what?"

"It's just that the dark circles under your eyes are a bit serious. I'm afraid you haven't slept well for several days," Liu Yang said with a smile.

"hey-hey!"

There was laughter in my ear, from those fortune tellers, they must have some skills when they come out to cheat, the dark circles under the eyes are caused by insomnia, a three-year-old child can understand.

"Ha ha!"

The middle-aged man laughed loudly: "I said boy, do you know who I am, how dare you make fun of me?"

As he spoke, he looked cold and stared at Liu Yang fiercely.

Liu Yang didn't change his face: "Although you are a rich and powerful person, you can avoid natural disasters, but you can't control man-made disasters—"

The middle-aged man trembled——

Liu Yang hesitated to speak, and after a golden light flashed in his eyes, he muttered: "There are lines on the corners of your mouth, and Yintang is covered by a cloud of black air. Sir, you have fallen into evil!"

Hit evil?

Hearing these two words, everyone present was shocked.

What age is it now, who would believe in the superstition of ghosts.