As the old man in white robe knelt down, the scene suddenly became quiet, as if the mute button had been pressed. The only sounds left in the air were the sound of vehicles passing above and the words "Master Zhao! I..." that echoed under the bridge.

I know I was wrong..."

The expressions of many onlookers were all petrified, and they did not see any change for a long time.

The man in Chinese tunic suit looked at Zhao Fan in shock.

But Mrs. Tian still had that smile on her face, and there was no wave from beginning to end.

Shenxiu decisively decided to regain his sense of presence. He stood up and looked down at the old man in white robes with pride, "You know you are wrong? Why did you lie to Master Zhao in the first place? A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and the sea water cannot be measured.

, no matter how young the sea is, it cannot be compared to an old well!"

The old man in white robe did not dare to defend himself. He wiped away his tears and said, "I was wrong. I should not have lost my mind and slandered Master Zhao."

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Fan pulled Shenxiu to sit down, then looked at the old man in white robe and said, "What this master said is that there is a way, but we are not relatives, so why should we save your children?"

The old man in white robe kowtowed and said with tears in his eyes: "Master Zhao, please help me. In the past few years, I have been regretting that I shouldn't have done that, and I am willing to dedicate all my savings to you!"

"Money? I'm not short of it." Zhao Fan shook his head and said, "Otherwise I wouldn't have set up a mysterious stall for free. And it's not me who decides whether to save your children, but you, the father, if you are willing to give up what you have now

Regarding everything, I remember that I am also a member of Xuanmen, so I don’t mind helping you."

"I do, Master Zhao, I do." The old man in white robe said repeatedly. He had been doing nothing for most of his life, until twelve years ago, when he met an old Taoist while playing chess in the park. The old man said that his death was imminent and he did not want to interrupt the inheritance.

So he wants to pass it on to himself, make a fortune and have a status respected by thousands of people. But every time he gains something, there will be a loss, and something will go wrong in his descendants.

The old man in white robe asked the old man what was wrong, but the other man didn't explain and said he would not die.

He was not a poor man, but he was also a low-income earner all year round. He could not withstand the huge temptation and agreed immediately. However, he did not expect that with his extraordinary achievements in opening up the sea of ​​​​qi and his fortune-telling skills, his two sons and one

However, my daughter has become stupid and stupid. She cannot take care of herself, eat, drink or even poop. She even doesn’t know what one plus one equals!

I've been to all the hospitals, but nothing works.

The old man in white robe wanted to find out what happened to the old Taoist, but the other man had already dug his own grave and lay down in it to die. He left a note saying that it was this lineage, called "Quanhouliu", which would cut off the blessings and good fortune of future generations.

Only by adding it to yourself can you obtain this inheritance.

In the days that followed, the old man in white robe not only made money by looking after people's fortunes, but also hired a nanny to take care of his two sons and one daughter. He had a lot of money, but he was not happy. He thought he would be like this in his life.

Until he died of old age, he didn't expect that today he met the young Master Zhao, which made him see the light of day!

"Even if you lose your current status, are you willing to live in poverty again?" Zhao Fan asked again. Based on his appearance, he judged that the other person was poor in the past.

The old man in white robe did not hesitate and nodded solemnly: "Yes."

"Hmm..." Zhao Fan pondered for a moment and then said: "Then you wait by the side. When I close the stall, I will go with you to your home. I hope you can do what I just said."

After nodding his head repeatedly, the old man in white robe stood respectfully at the edge of the crowd.

At this time, many onlookers finally came out of the state of shock. The previous scene was like a huge boulder smashing into the water, causing endless waves. The little fortune teller, with just a bowl and three copper coins, brought the old fortune teller to his knees.

He admits his mistake and even asks for help...

Master Suyi's skills are very popular in Yangzhou City.

And how great is the new Master Zhao’s ability? It’s almost limitless!

Most importantly, it's free!!!

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but become restless. They gathered around the Bagua diagram and said, "Master Zhao, do the math for me."

"I got there first, get out of the way!"

"I was obviously the one who came here first!"

This posture is like starting a fight.

The man in the Chinese tunic suit had no shame in staying any longer, so he returned to his stall on the other side of the bridge.

Mrs. Tian did not move, she stood quietly behind the crowd, maintaining a scary smile.

"Everyone, please be patient." Zhao Fan raised his hands and pressed down, and silence returned to the front of the stall. The skills he showed, coupled with the tone of his words, seemed to have a magical power that made people dare not disobey.

Then, Zhao Fan said calmly: "Everyone, this week, this master will be here to help people solve their problems for free. However, there are only three places per day. Therefore, they will not be allocated in order, but will be allocated to those who really need it.

.I can tell who is in trouble at a glance."

"Then... Master Zhao, do you think who among us needs help?" asked an aunt who was just joining in the fun.

Zhao Fan scanned it once, then pointed to the sexy woman on the right and said: "She has it."

The sexy woman's eyes widened in disbelief, "Master Zhao, you are really amazing."

Everyone looked at her curiously. This woman was only twenty-five or six years old. She had fair skin and a good figure. She was well-dressed and well-dressed. How could she look like she was in trouble?

Zhao Fan ignored the doubts of the crowd and said directly to the sexy woman: "Come here and squat down."

Soon, the sexy woman squatted in front of the Bagua picture, looking like she was about to speak but hesitated, as if she felt it was difficult to speak in front of everyone because her illness was too embarrassing!

"Give me your hand." Zhao Fan stretched out his hand and said.

"Okay..." the sexy woman nodded.

Shenxiu slandered from the side: "This brother Zhao has chosen a female donor to take advantage of the opportunity. What a sin!"

Zhao Fan had only sensed something was wrong with the sexy woman's body at a glance before, so now he grabbed her wrist and pretended to read her palm, while quietly injecting the power of Long Yang to move inside her body.

Not long after, he put down his hand and said: "My menstruation is messy. It either doesn't come for several months and half a year, or it bleeds for a month straight. Is this the right thing for me to say? More than that, the more I look at it, the more I see it.

The more medicine the doctor takes, the more abnormal the situation becomes."

The sexy woman's eyes were full of admiration. She nodded sheepishly and whispered: "Master Zhao is so amazing, what he said is absolutely correct. Can you help me cure this disease that I don't know what it is?"

"

Zhao Fan laughed softly and said: "You can catch it easily."

Everyone was in an uproar again. This master could still treat patients?

The sexy woman said gratefully: "Thank you, Master Zhao, um... when is it convenient for you to treat me? If the disease is cured, I will definitely publicize it for you more."

"I can do it now." Zhao Fan pulled the baggage aside and put his hand in. With a thought, he took the evil-killing pen, yellow paper, and the sealed rooster blood jar from the jade blue sumeru jade, and grabbed it in his hand.

Take it outside.

Then he laid out the yellow paper, dipped it in the rooster's blood, and drew the "Evil Spell".

From beginning to end, done in one go!

"Stand straight." Zhao Fan put down the evil-killing pen. After the sexy woman stood up straight, he twisted the talisman with the fingertips of his other hand and flicked it. The evil-suppressing curse was printed on the upper part of the woman's lower abdomen, like

It's as motionless as if it's stuck with glue.

"Master, what should I do now?" the sexy woman asked.

Zhao Fan said lightly: "You don't have to do anything, just stand. It will take up to five minutes and you will see the effect."

Everyone looked at the sexy woman inexplicably and waited patiently for a while. In the middle of her light-colored pants, blood-like red oozed out, as well as a black handprint the size of a pigeon egg.

"It's bleeding, she's bleeding!"

"Is this menstruation?"

"What is that little handprint..."

The melon-eaters all exclaimed.

"Ah!" The sexy woman involved screamed, then instinctively squatted down and covered the front and back of her pants. She said anxiously: "Master Zhao, what's going on?"

"Menstrual period is here, and it will be as normal as usual from now on." Zhao Fan waved his hand, looking like an elder admonishing a junior: "But the premise is that there are no accidents, so next time you either stay or take protective measures, understand.

Bar?"

The sexy woman was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly realized, thanked her repeatedly, and left in a hurry with her face red and her pants red.

Zhao Fan didn't bother to ask for coins. A trivial matter like this would not yield a lot of coins.
Chapter completed!