Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

Shen·Qianxu·Zhinian blinked, with an expression of 'I have seen through this world', turned to look at He Qingyu beside him, and then widened his eyes: "???" I'm going to make an offer.

Master He was even more concise than her and nodded slightly: "."

Most people cannot understand the way the master and the apprentice communicate, but fortunately the bidding process was unusually smooth.

It went so smoothly that before Shen Zhinian could even open his mouth, the two wealthy men opposite started bidding as if they were at an auction, with each bid raising the price higher.

In a euphemistic way, only outrageous prices can match the fascinating image of Riyue Valley.

After traveling through time for nearly ten years... no, even before traveling through time, Shen Zhinian had never encountered a situation like this, where customers kept chasing him and raising the price.

Generally speaking, if a younger generation is so crazy, the middle-aged man as the elder should give them some tactful advice.

But these two people seemed to be worried about having too much money to spend, and they kept nodding their heads.

"Yes, it should be increased."

Although the young man was wondering why his usually honest second uncle also went crazy, he did spend the emperor's private money as Shen Zhinian guessed, and he deliberately made others bleed.

She suppressed her expression and no longer cared about the middle-aged man's abnormality. She confirmed politely, "Then let's settle it like this. What do you think, Mr. Shen?"

Shen Zhinian: "!!!"

Wow, you!

You have made a friend for sure!

After the price was agreed upon, Shen Zhinian shook his hair, exuding the unique self-confidence of a pyramid scheme organization: "We are professionals in feudal superstition." You chose the right person, brother!

"Pleasant to work with."

Young man: “…Happy cooperation?” Suddenly he felt a little uncertain. What was going on?

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Here, Duan Tingzhuo knelt stiffly on the ground crying for his parents.

The three of them have undergone a qualitative change from being strangely anxious at the beginning to being terrified and uneasy now.

It was something that could have been solved by just kneeling obediently for three hours at the beginning, but now, because of the Marquis's soft-heartedness, Duan Tingzhuo had to wear layer after layer of cloak. He seemed to be frozen into an ice cube, and his face finally returned to the pale color that was supposed to belong to him.

Shen Zhinian: Oh, I forgot to remind you that the more you cheat, the heavier the punishment will be.

But seeing how miserable Duan Tingzhuo was, I think they should know the pattern.

Several people pushed the door open and walked out. They were just seen by the anxious Marquis. She was already in tears and her makeup was completely smudged. "Master Shen, I beg you, please let my son go!"

Shen Zhinian sneered and pretended to be puzzled, "Madam Hou must have gone mad. Where is Duan Tinghan here? Even if you are slandering someone, you should open your eyes and see clearly."

Madam Hou was so angry that she was speechless and didn't know how to refute: "You!"

"Zhuo'er has been brutally harmed by you to this extent, Young Master, are you afraid to admit it?!"

"Brutal harm?" Shen Zhinian raised an eyebrow. "Madam Hou, are you talking about how your mother inexplicably rushed forward to ask for punishment, and then she promised to kneel for three full hours, but she didn't get up for a moment?"

"He asked people to serve him tea and water, and he was afraid of the slightest cold wind, so he was wrapped in a cloak... If you didn't know, you would think this was some new type of amusement for rich young men."

"I say one thing in front of you and another behind your back. Do I look like someone who can be easily fooled?"

The girl spoke in a calm tone, with her usual crispness and clarity, but it frightened the Marquis's wife so much that she stepped back unconsciously, with a bad premonition forming in her mind.

Marquis Xicheng watched helplessly as Shen Zhinian, who was originally heading in another direction, suddenly turned and slowly walked towards them.

There was a group of people following behind him, especially the one he least wanted to see among them, and he was so frightened that his scalp went numb.

The look in his eyes when he looked at the Marquis's wife revealed resentment. Why did you provoke her for no reason?

He couldn't remember at all that he was the one who had seduced the Marquis's wife to lose control.

But Shen Zhinian seemed to have identified who the culprit was. She ignored the Marquis's wife who was retreating and went straight to Marquis Xicheng.

He was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat. Before he could recover, he saw the girl stretch out her finger and flick it across his shoulder like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Marquis Xicheng's legs immediately went limp, as if all the strength in his body had been lost. If he had not been standing right in front of Duan Tingzhuo and sat on his own son's head, he would have probably fallen to his knees on the spot.

Duan Tingzhuo on the ground screamed. He was already frozen like a piece of brittle ice, and now someone sat on his head. He almost got beheaded on the spot!

The butt of Marquis Xicheng was closely connected to Duan Tingzhuo's head, successfully revealing the terrified face of the marquis's wife behind him.

With the sun shining brightly, she shivered.

Shen Zhinian had no idea that these people were so easily frightened, and he didn't care at all.

The gray aura wrapped around the fingertips gradually deepened, which meant that Xicheng Hou would soon be in big trouble, and even his life would be in danger.

He accepted this bit of nourishment with satisfaction. Although the gray energy was not very useful for cultivation, it was still quite practical to curse some short-sighted villains occasionally.

She didn't even need to take action against the cheating scumbag. Xicheng Hou's fate had already come to an end when he abandoned Duan Tinghan, the son of destiny.

It would have been fine if the people behind Duan Tingzhuo had succeeded, but at the last moment, they met Shen Zhinian and others. As fate would have it, these people deserved to have a short life.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhinian instantly lost interest in teaching them a lesson.

The startled Marquis of Xicheng finally realized his own misconduct from his son's screams. He stood up with a gloomy face, but did not dare to provoke Shen Zhinian again.

For the sake of temporary peace, he had no choice but to bow his head and admit his mistake: "Young Master, please understand. It is because Madam loves her son so much that she lost her composure."

After he finished speaking, probably thinking that he should not be the only one to be embarrassed, he turned around and criticized his wife and son: "If you want to punish someone, you should have a punishing attitude. Why don't you apologize to Young Master Shen!"

The two stupid teammates now had the same attitude and apologized sincerely, fearing that if something went wrong, Shen Zhinian would not leave again.

They were really scared. The women in the capital were all gentle and virtuous. How could they be so aggressive? Only Young Master Shen was different. If you didn't say a word well, she could kill you right there.

Never leave grudges overnight, take revenge on the spot!

Shen Zhinian watched Xicheng Hou's ugly appearance with interest, and said sarcastically: "Xicheng Hou can only apologize on behalf of his family."

At the beginning, he let the Marquis's wife take the lead while he remained perfectly invisible. In the end, he couldn't afford to offend her because the Marquis's wife was irrational and loved her son too much.

This family of three really eats and eats all the time.

He is ruthless and his IQ is questionable. It's a bit cheap to cause trouble to him.

After saying that, Shen Zhi left without looking back, leaving behind Xicheng Hou, whose face was distorted and who dared not speak, and the reunited mother and son, who were crying like monsters, looking at each other in bewilderment.