The princess has no moral principles, why did you provoke her?

Old Lady Zhang placed her stick on the ground and angrily cursed, "You bastard, Zhang Laosan, I have worked so hard to raise Ah Hua to this age, and I was planning to sell her at the end of the year to get some money for Xiao Si to get a wife.

You stole it and killed it, you damned bastard! I will beat you to death!"

After saying that, he swung the stick and hit Zhang San.

Zhang San ran forward quickly, dodging left and right.

He ran and shouted: "Sister-in-law, this pig is not yours. I bought it."

"You're buying shit! You can barely break a copper coin into two halves, so how could you be willing to spend money to buy a pig and kill it for meat?"

At this time, a man at the door shouted: "Report to the police, this is theft, let the government handle it. Stealing a pig will result in two years in prison."

Zhang San's wife cried and pleaded, "Sister-in-law, don't report it to the police. We are all Zhang family members.

It's all your brother's fault for being greedy and coming up with this evil idea.

Please let him go. I will compensate you with whatever silver you want. If you report this to the authorities, we won't be able to stay in Yunzhou City any longer."

Old Lady Zhang panted heavily and roared, "You don't have to report it to the authorities, but give me twenty taels of silver, not one tael less. If you can't give me the silver, I will report it to the authorities."

"Sister-in-law, this pig can't even be sold for three taels of silver. Isn't twenty taels too much for me?"

The old woman said coldly: "If I can't find the pig, I have raised it for nothing for a year!

While you are eating the delicious pork, have you ever thought about my hard work?

This is what you asked for, and you must pay at least one ounce of silver.

If you don't want to spend money, that's easy. Just let your man go to jail."

Zhang San's wife hardened her heart and said, "Okay, I'll go get the silver."

After a while, she took out twenty taels of silver that she had saved through years of frugality and gave it to Old Lady Zhang.

The old woman took the silver, counted it, and then put it in her purse, saying in a stern voice, "The pig is left to you."

There was still some anger on her face as she walked towards Ye Qingyan's fortune-telling stall.

The onlookers followed Old Lady Zhang back.

In front of Xinglin Medical Clinic, some people were still standing there waiting for the results.

Seeing Old Lady Zhang approaching with some people, armed with a large stick, as if to rob a house, one person said, "Look, the fortune teller Xiao Qi's predictions were inaccurate, and that old lady is back again. I'm afraid she's going to destroy the fortune-telling stall."

“Well, you can tell from the anger on her face that she’s here to ask for three hundred coins.

Let's move aside and not watch the fun and then get beaten up."

The people in front of the fortune-telling stall consciously moved to the sides to make way.

Ye Qingyan sat there steadily, but Jiang Yu became restless.

He knew that his junior sister was good at writing talismans, but he was not sure whether her fortune telling was accurate, so he immediately protected Ye Qingyan behind him.

Old Lady Zhang came closer, her face full of joy, "Divine Calculation Xiaoqi, you are truly a living god.

I found the pig. It was indeed at my brother-in-law's house.

She took out a tael of silver and placed it on the table. "Shen Suan Xiaoqi, this tael of silver is to express my gratitude to you.

If it weren't for you, I would never have found my daughter, Ah Hua. Thank you."

Ye Qingyan said calmly, "I won't accept this money. You have already received the twenty taels of silver. This is your hard-earned money."

Everyone was in an uproar. A middle-aged woman said, "How did she know twenty taels of silver? Isn't this incredible? She can calculate so accurately."

Another person echoed: "That's right, I just followed him.

Just as the fortune teller Xiaoqi said, the pig had just been gutted and the meat was about to be cut, and the other party indeed paid twenty taels of silver.

I have to ask for a peace charm to keep me safe!"

"But her amulet is too expensive, it costs ten taels of silver, and Qingfeng Temple only has five taels!"

A woman retorted, "Qingfeng Temple's methods aren't very effective, they're only there to resolve doubts. Can the effectiveness of Shensuan Xiaoqi be the same?"

Seeing that Ye Qingyan refused to accept the money, Old Lady Zhang took out another nine taels and said, "Little Immortal, since you don't want to accept the money, then I will also ask for a peace talisman."

Ye Qingyan took the silver, took out a peace amulet and a sachet from the cloth bag, and handed them to the old woman.

She instructed: "You must wear this amulet with you. On the last day of this month, don't go near water."

Old Mrs. Zhang thanked him profusely before leaving.

The other onlookers who had money in their hands directly asked for amulets.

Those who had no money ran back home to get it.

Seeing that nothing was happening outside, Jiang Yu went into the Xinglin Clinic.

Third Senior Brother Su Li was busy getting medicine for the patient. Jiang Yu approached Shopkeeper Sun and said, "Shopkeeper, please ask someone to replace the plaque immediately."

Shopkeeper Sun was completely bewildered: "Jiang Yu, where did you get that from?"

Jiang Yu pulled Shopkeeper Sun aside and said, "This is the name that Junior Sister asked me to change it to.

She is the fortune teller Xiaoqi, and she is telling fortunes for others outside.

If I tell you to change, then change it. Stop all that nonsense and do it now!"

Shopkeeper Sun looked helpless: "What's the name?"

"Are you sick? Here is the miracle doctor!"

Shopkeeper Sun was completely speechless. He had lived for most of his life and had never seen a clinic named like this. Just change it if you want to."

He took the silver and walked quickly towards the plaque shop.

Jiang Yu returned to Ye Qingyan's side.

At this time, a burly man with a full beard came over.

He was wearing a hobnailed vest, bare-chested, and holding a machete in his hand. He looked like an executioner no matter how you looked at him.

He brought a few people to Ye Qingyan's fortune-telling stall and pointed a knife at her: "Who allowed you to set up a stall here? Pay the protection fee!"

Someone whispered in Ye Qingyan's ear, "He is Hu Youcai, a tyrant in Yunzhou City, nicknamed Hu Er, who specializes in collecting protection fees.

He is the county magistrate's brother-in-law, we can't afford to offend him."

Hu Er put one foot on the stool, a look of contempt on his face, and said disdainfully: "I have been observing you for a long time. You have made a lot of money. You have to pay a hundred taels of protection fee.

Otherwise, I will destroy your fortune-telling stall and make it impossible for you to survive in Yunzhou City.

If you know what's good for you, hand over the money quickly. I don't have time to waste with you."

Jiang Yu was about to start cursing when Ye Qingyan pushed him aside and said, "Stay away, or you'll get covered in blood."

Jiang Yu immediately understood and walked to the side.

Ye Qingyan said to Hu Er, "Hu Er, has anyone told you that those who do evil will eventually perish.

Why are you collecting protection money from me? What are you protecting me for? You are not an official."

Hu Er showed a look of contempt: "What's the matter, you don't want to pay, I can see that you are from outside and don't know the rules.

Anyone doing business in Yunzhou must pay protection fees."

"Is there any law here?" Ye Qingyan was filled with anger.

"The law, my friends! This country bumpkin is talking to me about the law! Haha, what I say is the law."

Thousands of steel knives seemed to be able to shoot out from Ye Qingyan's eyes, and a murderous aura emanated from her whole body.

She snorted coldly: "You usually do a lot of evil, and the law you mentioned has harmed you.

I, Xiao Qi, the divine fortune teller, have calculated that your time has come. This day next year will be your death anniversary."

When Hu Er heard this, he burst out laughing.

He said to the few followers behind him, "Look, brothers, this fortune teller is talking nonsense! I enjoy eating everything and I'm not sick, so how can I die?"

Then, he pointed a knife at Ye Qingyan and said, "Give me the silver. I'll count to three. If you don't give me the silver, I'll chop your fortune-telling stall into pieces."

A woman advised, "Shen Suan Xiaoqi, this man is not to be trifled with. You'd better give him the silver quickly."

Hu Er began to shout: "1...2..."

Before he could count to 3, suddenly, with a "whoosh" sound, an arrow flew from somewhere and pierced Hu Er's heart straight.

With a loud bang, the knife in Hu Er's hand fell to the ground, and he closed his eyes.

The minions around Hu Er shouted: "Murder, murder!"

Someone came forward and felt his breath and found that he was dead.

"Someone's dead! Who shot the arrow?"

Everyone looked around, but there was no one with a bow on the street.

One person quickly ran to the yamen to report to the county magistrate, while the others carried the body towards the Hu family.

The people around were stunned for a moment. "Shen Suan Xiao Qi is truly an expert. He was so accurate. He said Hu Er would die today, and he really did die."

More and more people came to ask for talismans and fortune-telling, and a long line formed.

At the back of the crowd, there was a woman dressed in white and wearing a white gauze hat, followed by four maids.

A maid pointed at the fortune-telling stand and said, "Master, she is Ye Qingyan, the last disciple of Master Ziyin. She just beat up the Ximen family and expelled them from the sect a few days ago."

The woman in white glanced at Ye Qingyan, curled her lips, and turned around to leave with her people...