Master Qin, Ma'am, she abused the scum again

Gu Xingye looked at the old Taoist priest sitting across from him dumbfounded.

Seeing the old Taoist priest wipe his saliva with the sleeve of his Taoist robe, and throwing himself faceless on the antique-looking table, the only remaining admiration suddenly collapsed to nothing.

"Why are you dumbfounded?"

The old Taoist yawned, and continued to say in a spirited manner: "Little girl, if you don't want the old Taoist to call the police, come here and give me a shoulder squeeze."

Gu Xingye: "..."

Pulling out the back of her red hand, she rubbed it depressedly.

For the sake of asking for help, obediently came to the side of the old Taoist priest, and followed his instructions to help the old man loosen his muscles and bones.

half an hour.

The old Taoist woke up completely, waved Gu Xingye back to his original position, and said with a smile: "Girl, are you scolding me in your heart?"

"How can it be?" Gu Xingye opened his eyes wide, expressing his innocence cutely, "You are old enough to be my grandfather, respecting the old and loving the young is our traditional virtue!"

"Hey, you girl doll, you have a sweet mouth."

The old Taoist stretched his waist, looking as approachable as the old man next door, "Tell me, why are you looking for the old Taoist? Do you want to find a marriage and a future for yourself, or..."

"Old Taoist, I have something to ask you."

Interrupting him, Gu Xingye hesitated and asked, "I want to know, what did you say to Mr. Qin before?"

If that Ling Yunzi is Qin Mobai's bad intentions.

The failure this time has already made Second Uncle Qin vigilant, and he must not use that unknown Taoist priest next time.

Then.

The old Taoist priest in front of him is definitely the best candidate, but if he speaks according to Qin Mobai's meaning, Second Uncle Qin will definitely believe it.

"That's it."

The old Taoist stroked his beard, "Girl baby, you are young and ignorant, old Taoist, let me remind you, you can't tell others the hexagrams casually, especially without your permission."

Gu Xingye had already guessed such an answer.

She couldn't help frowning, and she asked thoughtfully: "Old Taoist priest, I don't want to break your rules, but... can I ask an impolite question?"

The old Taoist didn't mind, and he was still cheerful: "You want to ask whether the technique is true or not?"

"No." Gu Xingye shook his head and said seriously: "I want to ask, if someone pays you for a word, will you agree?"

The old Taoist stared wide-eyed, and smiled: "Okay, you girl really look down on people, you treat me like an old liar who tells fortunes on the bridge!"

Gu Xingye smiled wryly, looked around and said: "The things here are all antiques, even if you are really a liar, you are definitely a first-class liar who can trick those rich and powerful people into respecting you like a god."

The old Taoist raised his beard in dissatisfaction, as if he was thinking about whether to drive Gu Xingye away.

Gu Xingye recognized the situation clearly, and showed the purest smile: "I think it's too late to learn from a teacher, how can I look down on you?"

"Ah."

The old Taoist priest nodded, and nodded with satisfaction: "This flattery is a bit standard, that's all right, for the sake of Wei Li losing to you, let me tell your fate."

Gu Xingye smiled, "Thank you, but I don't know my birthday, so I don't bother you."

"It's okay if you don't know."

As the old Taoist said, he threw out a pen and paper: "Here, write something on that paper, and I'll show you my hand."

Gu Xingye took the pen and paper, staring at the white paper in a daze.

moment.

She picked up a pen and dipped in ink, and her delicate handwriting appeared on the rice paper, a correct fate.

"Oh?"

The old Taoist stared at the rice paper, looked at the quiet and weak girl doll again, and said in an inconceivable tone: "Your girl doll has had a difficult life in the first half of her life, her relatives are weak, and there is a hint of a turning point. It's strange... stretch out your hand."

The slender eyelashes trembled, and Gu Xingye stretched out his hand anxiously.

Those few words just now were correct, which made her tremble slightly.

I don't know if the old Taoist priest can see the secret of her rebirth?

There is also the possibility that she and Qin Yunshen will start again, redeem their regrets, and grow old together...

"Girl doll, you didn't have a long life, and it's difficult to balance your career and relationship, and your life is not going well."

Stretching out his finger to stroke her palm, the old Taoist continued to say in a deep voice, "But you don't have the slightest sign of death now, and you can turn evil into good everywhere, as if someone changed your life for you?"

Hear the last sentence.

Gu Xingye was shocked, and murmured: "In this world, is there really someone who can change their fate against the sky?"

"How not?"

The old Taoist was still looking at her palmistry, and said absent-mindedly: "You youngsters all like stars from the mainland, have you never seen such news?"

Gu Xingye hesitated in ignorance: "Is that true?"

She is in the entertainment circle, and similar gossip is clearer than Yuji.

Including domestic artists also have some heretical methods to help her become popular, but she always thinks it is a psychological effect, and never really cared about it.

"Some are true, some are false."

The old Taoist let go of her hand, stared at her with cloudy eyes, as if seeing something strange, and sighed, "But you, it's absolutely true."

Gu Xingye withdrew his hand and stared blankly at the delicate palm: "What kind of price do I need to pay for doing such a thing?"

The old Taoist took a look at her, stroked his beard and said, "It's a big price, so big that you can only bear it once in a lifetime."

Gu Xingye froze in place, his delicate face paled instantly.

Once in a lifetime price.

Is there anything else but life?

Her heart seemed to be grasped by invisible big hands. She was silent for a long time, and when she spoke again, her voice was terribly hoarse: "Is everything you said true?"

"Is it true? What you should ask is not the old man, but yourself."

The old Taoist scrutinized her seriously, and continued to ask meaningfully: "Has anything similar to a miracle happened to you? For example, you survived a catastrophe?"