Yue Feng smiled and glanced at the fortune teller: "I'm not interested in calculating."

"Don't, this gentleman!" The fortune teller called out at once. He had just received the secret instruction from Hao Jian, so he could not let Yue Feng go like this! At that time, the fortune teller grabbed Yue Feng's arm and calculated his fingers: "Little brother, your fate is very bumpy."

"Yes, yes, the master is so accurate, his fate is really bumpy!" Hao Jian laughed and said loudly: "Everyone, come and see, this master is so accurate!"

"I'm not interested in fortune telling, please let go of me." Yue Feng said helplessly.

The fortune teller was still unwilling to let go: "Don't, no, little brother, I have a fate with you, I really need to tell fortunes for you. Little brother, you can only spend your life under the protection of others. I counted on my fingers and said that you can only be your son-in-law in this life."

Hahaha!

Be a son-in-law for the rest of your life!

As soon as these words came to an end, many people around laughed.

Hao Jian's face was full of pain and patted Yue Feng on the shoulder: "Oh, have you heard that the fortune teller said that you can only be a son-in-law in your life, and this is fate. I am so sad for you."

Zhou Qin bit her lip and couldn't laugh, and felt a little sympathetic.

Is Yue Feng's fate so miserable? The master said that he can only be a son-in-law in his life...

Yue Feng smiled and looked at the fortune teller in front of him. He could see that the fortune teller's beard looked very inconsistent, and it seemed to be stuck on it, right?

At this moment, Zhou Qin whispered: "Yue Feng, don't feel uncomfortable..."

At this time, Zhou Qin was still convinced of the fortune teller's words. After all, he was really accurate in calculating.

Before she could finish her words, Yue Feng interrupted with a smile: "Zhou Qin, you won't really believe this, right? You're just pretending to be a fool and lie."

Are all the scammers so bold nowadays?

When Zhou Qin heard Yue Feng's words, she was a little anxious. She pulled his arm and said seriously: "Yue Feng, this master is really accurate in calculating. He told me the fortune just now, and he said nothing wrong."

Hao Jian couldn't help it and sneered, "Yue Feng, you feel uncomfortable and don't want to accept your fate. Forget it, you dare to question the master? What qualifications do you have to say that the master is lying?"

This evil pen Yue Feng.

It is rare to get an opportunity today, so you must be embarrassed.

At this time, the fortune teller also stroked his beard and slowly spoke: "I am an internal disciple of Tianjun Mountain, Lingbao Taoist Temple, and he never tells lies. It's ridiculous to say that I'm talking nonsense."

Still pretending?

Yue Feng smiled secretly and said to the fortune teller: "Is that so? Then tell me, how did you calculate it for Zhou Qin just now?"

In "Yin and Yang Feng Shui Jue", in addition to Feng Shui metaphysics, it also involves some divination techniques, so Yue Feng also knows a little bit about fortune telling, but only understands some of the basics.

The fortune teller glanced at Zhou Qin and said slowly: "This lady is born in metal and has a conflict with the wooden fate..."

Speaking of this, the fortune teller suddenly shouted: "Oh, this Yue Feng is Mu Ming! Miss Zhou, you should stay away from this Yue Feng in the future."

ah?

Are you in conflict with Yue Feng’s fate?

Zhou Qin subconsciously took a step back.

Hao Jian took the opportunity to come over, grabbed Zhou Qin's hand, and said, "Qin'er, I didn't hear the master's words, so stay away from this son-in-law in the future."

Yue Feng laughed and looked at the fortune teller: "You did it right in the first half. Zhou Qin is indeed a golden fate, but the fate conflicts with each other. You are completely wrong. Her fate hexagram is Gen, and it is also my wood fate, but the fate hexagram is also Gen."

Speaking of this, Yue Feng couldn't help but snort, with a little contempt in his eyes: "The fate hexagram is both Gen, so why do you think of a conflict?"

What?

What's the matter? Don't you understand?!

At this moment, the people around were stunned.

The fortune teller also had a stiff expression, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Hao Jian asked himself to come out to pretend to be a fortune teller, with the main purpose of cheating Zhou Qin.

Why is this son-in-law in front of me so professional?

Zhou Qin's face was full of surprise: "Yue Feng? Do you still understand this?"

She knew that Yue Feng knew Feng Shui and antiques. But how could he know fortune telling?

The man in front of him can always surprise him.

Yue Feng smiled faintly: "I understand a little bit."

Hao Jian on the side was completely anxious. Damn, he immediately asked for the marriage to succeed. He should not be messed up by Yue Feng!

Thinking of it, he gave a wink at the fortune teller.

The fortune teller immediately responded, "Mr. Yue, I just calculated it. You are still the fate of a broom star. Anyone who gets close to you will be in trouble. Even your wife and your friends will be in trouble. Maybe something will happen one day..."

"What did you say?" At this moment, the smile on Yue Feng's face slowly disappeared, his tone was extremely cold.

This fortune teller's speech is really too damaging.

"You..." The fortune teller was startled by the look and his voice trembled: "I said you are a broom star..."

Yue Feng interrupted his words and said word by word: "I'll tell you a fortune, too. You may be in a bloody disaster today."

A bloody disaster?

The fortune teller was stunned for a moment and looked at him blankly: "What kind of blood disaster?"

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Feng threw Zhang Zhao hard on his face without a slap.

"Damn!"

The fortune teller screamed and was pulled around twice. He was stunned. He squatted on the ground and his nose bleeding suddenly flowed out.

"you..."

The fortune teller recovered and pointed at Yue Feng in shock and anger.

At this moment, Hao Jian suddenly shouted: "Yue Feng, what are you doing? Master, you beat me too? Do you have some education?"

Zhou Qin was also very anxious: "Yue Feng, how could you do it? The master's words were a little ugly, but he was a Taoist family at least. If you do it casually, it would be disrespectful to others."

"yes!"

People on the street also shouted out at this time and accused Yue Feng.

"Young man, you are young, but you can't attack Taoist disciples."

"yes.."

Yue Feng ignored them, walked over with a sneer, grabbed the fortune teller's collar, and lifted him up.

Swish.

The next second, under the howl of the fortune teller, Yue Feng suddenly pulled his goatee off.

"Look at it, this is the fortune teller, and his beard is glued."

Throwing his beard on the ground, Yue Feng looked around and said with a sneer.

The fortune teller was completely panicked: "Sir, you are too much, what's wrong with me sticking a beard?"

Who stipulates that the master cannot stick his beard?

It’s really a matter of not being able to die if the Yellow River is not.

Yue Feng smiled coldly, without saying nonsense, grabbed his clothes and pulled them hard.

Chih.

The Taoist robe on the fortune teller was torn apart immediately! The clothes inside were exposed.

Seeing the clothes inside the master, everyone onlookers smiled.

This master is so fashionable, wearing a Nike sportswear on the upper body and Adesas trousers on the lower body.

Ha ha...

Such a fashionable fortune teller.

This is the first time I have seen you.

A burst of laughter broke out around him.

At this time, as long as you are not a fool, you can see that. The so-called "fortune teller" in front of you is a fake.

"you...."

The fortune teller's face was flushed, sweaty, mixed with nosebleed, and was in a state of embarrassment. He pointed at Yue Feng and couldn't say a word.

Zhou Qin stomped her feet in anger, feeling both ashamed and angry.

It turned out to be a liar.

What's funny is that I believed him just now.

"Do you dare to cheat on the street and know who I am?" Zhou Qin said angrily, and at the same time took out the phone and prepared to call her colleagues over.

What Zhou Qin hates the most is the liar.
To be continued...