I really am a fortune teller

Xia Shishuang finally held her head in her hands, gently twisted it, and her head fell off her neck and landed on the table.

Wei Chen pinched his thigh hard, thinking that what he was seeing was all an illusion.

Is this crazy?

Jiang Hanyi, however, was quite interested. He stretched out a finger and touched Xia Shishuang's face: "Interesting, but it doesn't seem to do you any harm, because you won't die no matter what."

Wei Chen looked at Jiang Hanyi with astonishment: "Are you a devil?"

Xia Shitong said with a wry smile, "In a sense, that's true, but every night, she would automatically take out every part of her body and neatly place it on the ground, including her own skin, as if it had been separated. No one could stop her, and there was no way to stop her."

Jiang Hanyi's expression changed: "A curse?"

"More or less." Xia Shitong said with tears in her eyes, "My sister first became like this when she was three years old. At that time, the family was terrified and thought there was no cure. Later, a wandering Taoist priest came to our house and said that she was cursed. From then on, whenever my sister did strenuous exercise, her body would separate."

Simply appalling.

Jiang Hanyi pondered for a moment, then looked at Wei Chen beside him and asked, "How confident are you?"

“I’m 100% sure.” Wei Chen nodded. “Three days from now, the young girl will meet her destined one, and then the problem can be solved.”

It sounds a bit far-fetched.

Jiang Hanyi silently took out a white porcelain bottle from his backpack and handed it to the little girl: "Xia Shishuang, remember to take one every day. It can strengthen your body. I will treat you later."

The little girl nodded: "When are you coming?"

"It's hard to say." Wei Chen coughed. "We still need to go to the ancient tomb."

"The ancient tomb of the Laughing Buddha?" Xia Shishuang looked at Wei Chen, blinking her big eyes: "The Laughing Buddha is no good, be careful not to get scammed."

Wei Chen had anticipated this, and he said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm fine. But little girl, why did you remind me?"

"What will happen to my illness if you die?" Xia Shishuang looked at Wei Chen pitifully.

"By the way, since you two have been in the black market for so long, you should know where to buy magical artifacts, right? We need some of the better ones." Jiang Hanyi finally remembered the purpose of his trip and said to Xia Shishuang.

The little girl nodded: "Go straight, turn left, there's an old man with white hair. The things that old man sells are really good, and they're cheap too."

Wei Chen and Jiang Hanyi then stood up and walked towards the door. Wei Chen also asked the system about it before turning around and looking at Xia Shishuang, saying, "Jiang Hanyi is indeed a nine-star psychic doctor, but he may not be that good at dealing with curses. But I can tell you that the one who cursed your little girl is a Southeast Asian woman from the southwest, about 40 years old, between 1.7 and 1.75 meters tall, and rather thin."

These were all results obtained by Wei Chen directly through divine prophecy testing.

However, Xia Shitong, Xia Shishuang, and Jiang Hanyi standing next to them immediately changed their expressions.

Xia Shitong gripped Wei Chen's arm tightly: "Is that really true?"

Jiang Hanyi's expression also turned somewhat unpleasant: "Wei Chen, I know you are highly skilled in fortune telling, but without magical artifacts, you shouldn't spout nonsense."

“Everything I said is true,” Wei Chen sighed and said.

"A one-star fortune teller shouldn't try to impress others. Even a nine-star fortune teller couldn't possibly know these things so easily," Jiang Hanyi said seriously to Wei Chen.

Seeing that Jiang Hanyi and Wei Chen were about to start arguing, Xia Shitong sighed: "Masters, please don't fight. Let's investigate this clue. Better to kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free. I think if the other party really is the one who turned Xia Shishuang into this kind of curse master, then they will definitely give themselves away."

Jiang Hanyi's expression softened slightly. He nodded seriously, grabbed Wei Chen, and pulled him out of the room. He didn't let go of him until they were inside the black market.

"What are you trying to do?" Wei Chen rubbed his aching arm. "Can't you be a little gentler?"

"Gentle?" Jiang Hanyi said angrily, "How have I been gentle to you? Under normal circumstances, no one would speak carelessly, but what about you? What were you saying just now?"

"What did I do just now?" Wei Chen shook his head irritably. "That little girl is so pitiful, is it wrong for me to tell her the truth?"

"Is what you're telling the truth?" Jiang Hanyi looked at Wei Chen and said, "You can't just spout nonsense because of your own selfish desires. What if they really kill a thousand people by mistake? The merits deducted from that will be counted on your head. You're committing a sin, do you know that?"

Wei Chen felt a warmth in his heart. He knew that Jiang Hanyi was saying this entirely for his own good. In fact, Wei Chen had been a bit rash just now. Normally, he should have said such things after consulting the divination with copper coins or asking the gods for divination. After all, Wei Chen was currently only a one-star fortune teller, and no one would believe what he said.

Wei Chen was careless just now. If he had known, he might have performed a little more of a shamanistic ritual, which might have been more effective.

Wei Chen only spoke so rashly out of pity for Xia Shishuang.

Wei Chen secretly made up his mind that next time he would waste more time before revealing the answer, which would make him seem incredibly sophisticated and easier for people to believe.

Jiang Hanyi pulled Wei Chen inside, saying, "Fortunately, we're both outsiders. Let's leave as soon as this is over."

"You're not going to treat people anymore?" Wei Chen asked, puzzled.

"I'd like to," Jiang Hanyi rolled his eyes and said, "but didn't you mess things up?"

Wei Chen coughed and said, "After the matter with the Cloth Bag Monk is over, the two of us can really go and help people treat illnesses. Don't worry, we won't get beaten up."

Jiang Hanyi snorted coldly and remained silent, clearly not believing it.

Following Xia Shishuang's instructions, the two of them quickly found the old man. His door was bustling with activity, with a long queue forming.

As soon as Jiang Hanyi and Wei Chen appeared, several people quickly surrounded them. A guy with shifty eyes winked at Wei Chen and said, "My number is the first one up, number 3. It'll be your turn soon. Want to buy? 8 yuan per person."

"This is robbery!" Wei Chen couldn't help but say.

Unexpectedly, the business here is so booming that even scalpers are selling tickets while you're just queuing up.