Live ghost hunting: Boss, she raises a ghost king instead

"Measuring destiny means getting lost, calculating fortune, and returning to life. Half-immortal fortune-telling, if it doesn't work, you don't need money."

On the street where people were coming and going, Song Hefeng was waving his flags as usual to attract customers.

It's just that there are so many people coming and going on the street, but no one wants to stop in front of his stall.

He touched his chin in confusion, wondering why no one these days is interested in fortune telling anymore?

Could it be that his deception was discovered?

No, no, no, no, he only cheats half of the time, so he shouldn't be discovered that easily.

Song Hefeng comforted himself in his heart. After regaining his confidence, he raised his head and looked at the crowd to look for today's lucky "customer".

He just glanced at the crowd and quickly determined his target.

Song Hefeng carried the banner and strode into the crowd. Without any explanation, he grabbed a girl who was listening to the song and asked with a smile: "Little girl, do you want to have a fortune telling? If it doesn't work, you don't need money."

The girl frowned and took off her headphones, pulled Song Hefeng's hand from hers, and said coldly: "It doesn't count."

"As expected, I was rejected! But it doesn't matter, little girl, are you really not a fortune teller? I am very good at fortune telling~" Song Hefeng bent over and looked at this person who was shorter than him with a smile. girl with head.

The girl looked a little impatient after hearing his words, "The fate is getting thinner and thinner, it doesn't count."

"Hey! Who told you that life is getting thinner and thinner? People's lives are like that. They have been decided for a long time. Can I still make you die prematurely with just a few words?"

Song Hefeng stared, looking angry.

Jiang Buyan raised his eyes, glanced up and down, and came up with an answer in his mind: Yes, he is a magic stick.

The man in front of me looks young, with no trace of his own path, and no luck. It is estimated that he has learned a little bit from the young man with a handsome face, and wants to show off and deceive without thinking about work. Unfortunately, he bumped into her this time.

"You, you, you...what's the matter with that look of looking at trash?" Song Hefeng was flustered by Jiang Buyan, so he quickly took a step back to distance himself from her, and asked stammeringly.

Oh haha~ I was discovered.

Jiang Buyan said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I just couldn't hold it back."

"Humph~ I'm so sorry, just let me tell you a fortune." Song Hefeng turned away, looking like a child angry.

This time Jiang Buyan no longer looked at him as trash, but as a retarded person.

This man is so old, and he still pretends to be like a child. If he hadn't looked pretty good, it would be really disgusting to look at.

"No, I didn't bring any money when I went out."

"WeChat and Alipay are all fine!" Song Hefeng readily took out the QR code and handed it to Jiang Buyan and continued: "Fifty yuan!"

Jiang Buyan lowered his head and glanced at the QR code, then looked up at Song Hefeng who was looking forward to it, and then said: "None of them. If you don't believe me, just look at it."

She took out her mobile phone and handed her balance page showing 0.00 yuan to Song Hefeng.

"I'm very poor. You understand, I don't have money to tell fortunes."

In fact, Jiang Buyan was originally rich, but she just had to pay her master's hospitalization fee today, so she suddenly ran out of money. She didn't even have money to buy a shared bicycle.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have walked back to school and met Song Hefeng, a charlatan.

"No! Why are you poorer than me!"

Song Hefeng looked at Jiang Buyan in shock, with both disgust and pity in his eyes.

"Can I leave now?" Jiang Buyan didn't want to waste more time with him, so he raised his feet and was about to leave.

"Hey! Since you and I are both poor, isn't this a kind of fate? For the sake of our fate, I will give you a fortune telling for free!" Song Hefeng took Jiang Buyan's hand again and smiled. said.

Jiang Buyan was bored and was about to get angry, when he turned around and saw Song Hefeng's smiling face.

They say you should never hit someone with a smiling face, but she really couldn't do it, so she could only say impatiently: "Then forget it, I have something else to do and I need to leave in a hurry."

"Oh! You are incredible. If you want to make a fortune in the future, you will also meet noble people! Oh! There is more than one noble person!"

Song Hefeng pretended to look at Jiang Buyan's palm prints, and then exclaimed with an exaggerated expression.

Jiang Buyan was speechless. In her eyes, she doubted the intelligence of this magician. He didn't even know the basic tricks to deceive people. Is he really not easy to be beaten?

"Okay, thank you, can I go then?"

"Hey! You haven't asked me what my noble person is like!"

I can't bear it anymore, no need to bear it anymore!

Jiang Buyan really didn't want to tangle with him, so he just threw away his hand and ran forward.

She ran, he chased.

Song Hefeng carried the banner and chased while shouting: "Oh! I'll tell you! You noble person, one of them is me! I told you that you and I are destined!"

"How about it? Do you want to add your contact information? Let's make a fortune together in the future!"

"Hey! Run faster, or I will catch up!"

The behavior of the two chasing each other was really eye-catching, attracting the attention of passers-by around them. Some even directly picked up their mobile phones to record the video, not knowing who they wanted to share it with.

Jiang Buyan listened to the joking words of the man behind him, and his brows furrowed in annoyance so much that he could kill a fly.

This man! Dog skin plaster! Why can't you get rid of it?

After a while, the voice behind him gradually disappeared.

Jiang Buyan looked back curiously and saw that the man had disappeared.

She gradually slowed down, patted her chest and let out a long sigh, thinking that Song Hefeng had given up.

But who knows the next second, that magic stick suddenly appears out of nowhere!

"Hey, hey, hey! Have you run enough? They say that you and I are destined, and those who are destined can never be separated."

Song Hefeng clung to Jiang Buyan's shoulders with a proud look on his face, putting his entire weight on her.

Jiang Buyan frowned, calmly bent his elbow, stabbed him in the abdomen with force, and said viciously: "Watch your behavior! Rogue!"

"Hey! It hurts!"

Song Hefeng bent over and held his stomach with a look of pain on his face, his brows furrowed.

"Tsk!" Jiang Buyan tskted impatiently, his expression even colder.

"I'm not going to lie to you, you and I are really destined!"

Song Hefeng covered his stomach with one hand and held Jiang Buyan, who was about to leave, with the other and begged, "Just add your contact information. You see, I don't want any money from you, right?"

"Married and preparing to have three children, do you want to add more?" Jiang Buyan withdrew his hand, folded his arms and asked coldly.

"Add! Add! Don't say married three children, even if you remarried eight children, I will add it." Song Hefeng quickly took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat and handed it to Jiang Buyan, and then explained: "You may have misunderstood, I said you and I have fate, not marriage, hey! Besides, you are not the one I like, I like sweet girls!"

"Who asked you what you like!" Jiang Buyan took a few steps back in disgust, as if he had encountered something unclean.

"Hey! Didn't you promise to join me? Why don't you keep your word?"