"Are you talking evil?" Feng Dazhuang looked incredulous, "Is this girl really a witch?"

Zhu Yunsheng held something like an arrow in his hand, but it wasn't. After hearing Feng Dazhuang's words, he was not very interested at first, but when he heard the word "sorceress", his eyes lit up immediately.

He carried the thing behind his back, "Where is Song Mengya?"

"It should be at the entrance of the village." Feng Dazhuang asked curiously, "What did you recite?"

"Crossbow!" Zhu Yunsheng dropped a word and walked towards the entrance of the village.

"Crossbow?" Feng Dazhuang frowned, "What is it? Why haven't I heard of it?"

However, Zhu Yunsheng did not explain further.

Soon, the two arrived at the entrance of the village, and sure enough, they saw Song Mengya setting up a stall there.

Feng Dazhuang stepped forward and said anxiously, "Mengya, Er Gouzi has a high fever at home."

"It's not surprising." The old god Song Mengya said, "If he can't be treated in time, he won't last three days."

"Then..." Feng Dazhuang became even more anxious, "Mengya, you can't just ignore death, we are also from the same village."

At this time, the people who came out to work heard the movement and surrounded them.

Standing in the crowd, Zhu Yunsheng looked at Song Mengya coldly, his palms sweating unknowingly.

"Like I said, no money is needed for fortune-telling..." Song Mengya paused, "But if you want to solve the disaster, you have to collect money."

It turned out to be the case.

"How much?" Feng Dazhuang immediately asked.

"If Er Gouzi had listened to me yesterday, then ten pennies would have solved it, but now..." Song Mengya paused, "One tael of silver."

"A tael of silver?" Feng Dazhuang's eyes widened in shock.

The crowd around the audience were equally dissatisfied and began to discuss.

"What are you asking for a tael of silver? Isn't this taking advantage of the fire?"

"Let's not talk about whether it can be cracked or not. Daxian'er in the east of the village can break a disaster at most five hundred coins. You are too dark."

"It's just that, isn't it just a fever, and it won't cost you a tael of silver to hire a doctor."

……

Everyone dispersed in a hurry.

Feng Dazhuang thought for a while and said, "Well, I'll go back and ask Er Gouziniang, I'll be back in a while, don't leave."

He just looked at Er Gouzi like that, and I'm afraid he won't be able to survive the doctor's entry into the village.

Soon, Zhu Yunsheng was the only one left in front of the stall.

Song Mengya glanced at him, and the memory of the original owner immediately came to mind.

This Zhu Yunsheng is the son of the village head, a village tyrant, and he wanted to take the initiative to touch Yuan before.

Not a good thing!

She asked angrily, "Do you want to tell your fortune?"

"Let's count it as one." Zhu Yunsheng stepped forward and said, keeping his eyes on Song Mengya.

Song Mengya felt disgusted, and said viciously, "You have suffered a bloody disaster today, please walk carefully."

Zhu Yunsheng twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, and asked tentatively, "Then you break it for me? How much?"

"Fifty coins!" Song Mengya thought to herself that the village head's family was rich, and the money was completely beyond her expectations.

Zhu Yunsheng was even more helpless, why did this little girl still see people ordering dishes?

He asked puzzledly, "Didn't you just say that it only costs ten cents to solve the disaster on the spot? Why did the price increase so quickly?"

"He is him, you are you, he has his life, and you have yours, can it be the same?" Song Mengya asked plausibly, "Will it be broken?"

"Okay, fifty Wen is fifty Wen." Zhu Yunsheng took out the money.

Song Mengya lowered his head, drew a talisman quickly, and handed it over, "Keep it close to me, and make sure you are fine today."

"Okay." Zhu Yunsheng put the talisman into his arms and went to Tiger Mountain.

Song Mengya looked at his back suspiciously, and soon noticed that he was carrying a crossbow.

She murmured in her heart: There is such a high-end thing in the village?

Feng Dazhuang came back soon and took out a tael of silver.

He handed it to Song Mengya, "Let me remind you, if Er Gouzi is fine, it's good. If you take the money, Er Gouzi will have trouble again, and I'm afraid you will die."

"Bring it to you!" Song Mengya took the silver, quickly drew a talisman and handed it over, "Wear it next to your body for three days."

"Okay." Feng Dazhuang took the paper talisman and ran back.

Song Mengya closed the stall directly with a smile. Er Gouzi had something dirty on her body, and her talisman disappeared when the dirt disappeared, and the little injury on her foot was nothing.

She believed that Er Gouzi would come out in person the next day to advertise for her.

She went home early today, most importantly, she was afraid that the unlucky guy who went up the mountain would come back to trouble her.

In fact, she didn't tell Zhu Yunsheng's fortune at all, saying that the bloody disaster was just disgusting him.

But the talisman sold to him later was not a good thing. Song Mengya assured that with that talisman, Zhu Yunsheng would definitely become Zhu Miyun.

The unlucky Zhu Yunsheng went up the mountain with the talisman given by Song Mengya. He took out the crossbow he designed, hoping to find a prey to try its power.

There is no way, life in the village is too boring, he must find some fun to keep himself alive.

As a result, just as he was halfway up the mountain, he heard a sound. He quickly raised the crossbow in his hand, and saw a big tiger jumping out in front of him.

Zhu Yunsheng was instantly dumbfounded: Are there really tigers on Tiger Mountain?

He subconsciously touched the talisman given by Song Mengya in his arms; this girl's calculations are so accurate, could it be that she is really...

Zhu Yunsheng didn't have time to think about it, the tiger rushed over, and he quickly raised the crossbow in his hand, ready to shoot.

"Crack!" There was a strange sound, but the arrow didn't shoot out.

Zhu Yunsheng was dumbfounded, only to see the tiger rushing towards him suddenly.

It's over, it's over, I'm going to die again, that girl... is a liar at all.

Zhu Yunsheng was thrown to the ground by the tiger, and he closed his eyes in resignation. He could feel his shoulder hurt.

He was sweating profusely.

Suddenly, a shout came from not far away, "Coke, come back!"

Cola?

Zhu Yunsheng felt that he heard it wrong, but soon the tiger left, and he seemed to be rescued.

He got up and saw the tiger walking away with a man wearing a red scarf. Was that man shouting Coke just now?

Zhu Yunsheng's shoulder hurt so much that he couldn't chase him, so he could only stumble down the mountain.

He wanted to settle the score with Song Mengya first, but when he got to the village, he saw that Song Mengya had already run away.

"Smelly girl!" Zhu Yun was so angry that he went home cursing.

Song Mengya closed the stall early and came back.

Seeing this, Li Xiuzhen thought she had given up, so she comforted her softly, "Mengya, if you don't want to do it, don't do it, let's..."

Song Mengya took out the money from his pocket and handed it over, "Mother, this is the money you earned today, you keep it."

Li Xiuzhen was stunned, with an incredulous expression on her face.

"Take it." Song Mengya said with a smile.

"Did you really earn this?" Li Xiuzhen asked again, "Have you really learned how to tell fortunes?"

Song Mengya nodded, and lied that he met an old fairy in his dream and taught her these skills.

Li Xiuzhen was a little excited suddenly, "Then do you figure out where your father is?"

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