Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"It seems like two thousand at a time. Someone was cheated before. The fortune-telling was not accurate at all. I heard that the charlatan was reported to the police and arrested. Why are you asking this, brother?"

Su Chen said seriously, "I want to go to fortune-telling to earn money to pay for my tuition. Selling my face in a bar is not an option. If the Qin family finds out, they might cause trouble for the orphanage. So, forget it."

Wang Hao looked at him in surprise and couldn't help scratching his ears, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

"No, brother, you hit your head. You're a college student, how can you understand those charlatan tricks? If you get caught, not only will you be beaten, but you'll also be taken to the police station."

"What if you have a criminal record? What will you do when you graduate and take the civil service exam?"

"If the director knew you were a charlatan trying to scam people out of money, I don't know how heartbroken she would be. If you really need money, you can sell your looks secretly, but don't become a liar..."

Wang Hao spoke frantically, but when he saw no reaction from the other party, he sighed, "No, brother, are you really a fortune teller, or are you just lying?"

Su Chen looked at him steadily, his expression serious: "Really? You have to know that many times, the reason why top students are top students is because they can learn everything quickly."

"...??"

"Alright, I won't try to persuade you anymore. Just be careful and be ambiguous when telling fortunes. Don't get caught. Just do it for one summer, okay?"

Wang Hao looked helpless. He had never believed in ghosts and gods. He thought that if his brother broke his head, it would be fine to make a fuss. When he couldn't make any money from fortune-telling, he would naturally give up.

"It's okay. If you want to do something, go ahead. I did the math and the money I earned in one summer vacation is enough for both of our tuition."

"If you don't have enough by then, I'll make it up to you."

Su Chen pursed his lips and smiled, then changed the subject and asked, "Haozi, do you know where I can buy talisman paper and cinnabar? Also, help me find a cardboard. I'm going to set up a stall in the park."

Wang Hao hummed and said softly, "I know. If your head doesn't hurt, I'll take you there right now."

"Okay, let's go now. I'm going to draw a talisman to protect you."

"Haha, brother, as long as you are happy."

The two of them entered an alley, bought what they needed, and spent another five hundred yuan on talisman paper and cinnabar. In an instant, the remaining balance was only one thousand yuan.

On the way back, Wang Hao felt distressed: "Brother, you haven't even earned any money yet, but you've already spent it. If this continues, how are you going to live on this thousand yuan?"

Wang Chen smiled confidently and said softly, "It's okay. I can make three thousand yuan by doing three divinations a day. I will be rich then."

"...Why only three divinations? Wouldn't it be better to do more? Even if you're found out to be a charlatan, at least you can make more money."

"No reason. There are limits to prying into the secrets of heaven. My current cultivation level is too low. I don't want to be hurt by backlash, so I have to control the number of hexagrams. When I accumulate more merits in the future and my cultivation level deepens, there will naturally be no limits."

Wang Hao seemed to understand, but nodded vaguely: "Alright, you broke your head, so whatever you say is right. Let's go make a sign for you."

A few minutes later, Su Chen looked at the talisman paper and saw a golden light streak across it. He knew that the talisman was complete. He folded it into a triangle and tied it with a red string. He called out, "Haozi, come here. I'll give you the talisman."

"Ah, this is the amulet. It looks similar to the ones you buy online for a few dollars."

"You work part-time at night, and your Yang energy is weak. This old neighborhood has a strong Yin energy, so it's easy to run into dirty things. It would be good for you to carry a peace amulet with you."

Seeing that he spoke very convincingly, Wang Hao nodded and put the amulet away. He didn't take it too seriously. He had been working part-time for so long and nothing had happened.

After Su Chen finished his instructions, he continued to draw the talisman.

It's getting dark

Wang Hao packed up and said briefly, "Brother, I'm going to work part-time at the bar. I bought you some snacks. Eat them when you're hungry. Don't hesitate."

"Okay, Haozi, carry the amulet with you."

He waved his hand and hurried out.

Su Chen felt a dull pain in his head and had to stop. He applied medicine and changed the gauze in front of the mirror to prevent the wound from getting infected. After that, he went into the bathroom, washed up quickly, and lay down to rest.

On the other side, Wang Hao came to the Night Bar.

Deafening music, people twisting their bodies under the stage, with crazy smiles on their faces...

There was a pile of debris in the kitchen. Wang Hao squatted down and started to sort it out, washing and scrubbing. He was busy all the time. He had an ordinary face and was only 1.7 meters tall. He was as ordinary as could be.

He could only do odd jobs and still earn four thousand a month, which was a very good part-time job for him, much more than what he could earn working in a restaurant.

It wasn't until four in the morning that people started to leave the bar. Wang Hao dragged his exhausted body and said weakly, "Ahua, what are you looking at?"

Ah Hua was tall and thin. He stretched his neck and pointed out the window: "Fatty, look under the tree over there. Is there a beautiful woman lying there? She's not drunk, is she?"

When he said this, he swallowed his saliva, and a bit of lust flashed in his eyes. If he was lucky enough, it would not be difficult to have multiple girlfriends.

Thinking of this, he hurried away: "Fatty, I'm going to do good deeds. You go back first. I won't go with you today. See you tonight."

Wang Hao looked out the window. The tree was empty, and there was no beauty there. He muttered quietly, "Ahua, that kid, must be crazy about women."

Reluctantly shaking his head, he packed up his things and left.

When I reached the intersection, I was so sleepy that I kept yawning. I vaguely saw a figure flash by and quickly disappeared.

Wang Hao rubbed his eyes and looked at the empty street. He felt a chill on his back for some reason and couldn't help but shiver. He quickened his pace and jogged back.

Only after entering the old community and opening the door did I feel the chill dissipate. I reached out and pressed my chest, picked up my clothes and went to take a shower. I took out the amulet and looked at the talisman in my hand, which turned into black and gray.

I couldn't help swallowing and cursed: "What happened? How did this amulet turn into ashes?"

There was a knock on the door, and Wang Hao shuddered in fear, stammering, "Who, who is it?"

Su Chen stood outside the door and said sleepily, "Haozi, you're back. Why didn't you wake me up? The bed is yours. I'm going to the park soon."

Opening the door, Wang Hao asked cautiously, "Brother, what does it mean when a peace amulet turns to ashes?"

"Well, if you encounter something unclean, the amulet can ward off disaster once, and then it will turn into black ash after warding off the disaster. What's wrong? You can't be so lucky to have run into something dirty, right?"

Su Chen regained consciousness and looked straight at him.

Wang Hao stretched out his hand and opened it. His palm was dark gray with a red line. He looked like he was about to cry: "Brother, tell me the truth, do you really understand, or are you just a charlatan?"

"I don't know how to do that. I guess I ran into something dirty."