Nine hundred and eighty-eighth chapter anxious to go
"The woman in the chiffon shirt has indeed gone through two marriages. The first marriage was relatively unhappy. Judging from their faces, the woman in the chiffon shirt's second marriage should be quite happy.
Her husband loves her more, but she has done things that are sorry for her husband, and she has had sex with more than one person." Zhang Fan looked at Lin Qingling and said.
Zhang Fan saw that the pink light in the concubine palace of the woman in the chiffon shirt was very strong. However, the pink light was not on the fine lines representing the man in the shirt, but in several other areas. This was also Zhang Fan's.
Why do you think that the woman in the chiffon shirt and several men did something wrong to her husband?
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Lin Qingling's eyes widened suddenly, with a look of surprise on her face. However, it was not difficult to see from her face that there was a hint of gossip in her surprise.
"The middle-aged man didn't tell the woman in the chiffon shirt just now. Maybe he didn't notice it, or maybe he didn't say it on purpose because he was afraid of affecting the relationship between the couple." Zhang Fan continued.
Lin Qingling nodded slightly.
"Let's not dwell on this matter. Don't forget that you are here to buy clothes. If you like something, buy it. If you don't like something, go shopping elsewhere." Zhang Fan said again.
The two of them shopped in this store for about ten minutes. Lin Qingling also tried on a few clothes, but she didn't like them, so they left.
When the two passed by the door, they found that the middle-aged man was surrounded by people. They all held a receipt of more than 2,000 yuan in their hands, waiting for the middle-aged man to tell their fortunes or solve their troubles.
Almost all the people who entered the store just now were either trying on clothes in the store or queuing up at the door waiting for the middle-aged man to give them fortune-telling. When they saw Zhang Fan and the others about to leave, the middle-aged man frowned slightly and stopped.
Zhang Fan and two others.
"Two friends, are you leaving now?" the middle-aged man said.
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Zhang Fan and Lin Qingling paused for a moment, looked back at the middle-aged man, and then Zhang Fan smiled and said: "We didn't find the right clothes just now."
"How can such a big store not have suitable clothes?" the middle-aged man asked, "Besides, it's not easy to find someone who can predict my fortune so accurately!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingling cast an inquiring look in Zhang Fan's direction.
Zhang Fan glanced at Lin Qingling, then looked at the middle-aged man and said: "Thank you for your kindness in retaining us. We don't want to predict the future. If we predict well, it's better. If we predict poorly, we will be murmuring in our hearts for the rest of our lives."
If Zhang Fan doesn't know the art of divination and is just an ordinary person, what he just said is his most real thoughts as an ordinary person. What he can predict in advance is probably not the future, but troubles.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded slightly, and then made an invitation gesture to Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan nodded slightly, glanced at the middle-aged man, and then left with Lin Qingling.
It is possible that the middle-aged man and the vixen in the body of a middle-aged man are willing to fight each other, so Zhang Fan does not want to interfere too much.
The two of them went shopping until 6 p.m. Lin Qingling packed a lot of bags.
They bought about ten pieces of clothes. Zhang Fan was covered with packages. After coming out of the last store, the two of them walked towards the elevator. On the way to the elevator, the two of them happened to pass by a middle-aged man setting up a stall.
this store.
At this time, the middle-aged man was free. In these three hours, he gave guidance to everyone who spent more than 2,000 yuan today on their hexagrams or what they wanted.
"I've seen you a few times, and we are destined to be together. Why don't you come over and sit for a while, and I'll do your fortune-telling for you for free," the middle-aged man said.
Hearing the middle-aged man's voice, Zhang Fan and Lin Qingling both turned their attention to the middle-aged man. Just when Zhang Fan wanted to refuse, they saw Zhang Fan's brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes were dead.
is fixed on the middle-aged man's face.
Seeing Zhang Fan's gaze, the middle-aged man was stunned. He didn't understand why Zhang Fan was looking at him so intently.
Then, he saw Zhang Fan walking quickly in the direction of the middle-aged man below.
"You take this body and leave here as soon as possible, otherwise this body's life will be in danger." Zhang Fan whispered in the middle-aged man's ear.
At this time, the vixen was dominating the middle-aged man's body. It was normal for Zhang Fan to say this.
Zhang Fan saw a mass of black energy condensing in the middle-aged man's Yintang position, and this mass of black energy was created by the phantom of the fox sitting on the middle-aged man's body. In other words, the middle-aged man's
The disaster was brought about by the vixen in the middle-aged man.
The reason why Zhang Fan asked the middle-aged man to leave here as soon as possible was because Zhang Fan saw a bright red light shining in the middle-aged man's migration palace, and a thin red line extended from the middle-aged man's migration palace.
Connected with the Yintang position of a middle-aged man, it has the vague meaning of driving away the black energy of the Yintang position of a middle-aged man.
This also shows that the middle-aged man can get rid of the crisis before him if he leaves here.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the middle-aged man was stunned. He looked at Zhang Fan in surprise, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of doubt.
He carefully felt the aura on Zhang Fan's body, but he did not feel the Xuanmen aura from Zhang Fan's body.
In fact, these are all spiritual stones on Zhang Fan's body, hiding the aura fluctuations in Zhang Fan's body.
Zhang Fan saw the confusion on the vixen's face, and a powerful divination energy suddenly spurted out from Zhang Fan's body.
Feeling the strong divination energy coming out of Zhang Fan's body, the horror on the middle-aged man's face became more intense, and then a wry smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
I still want to tell people's fortunes, but their fortune-telling skills have already surpassed me. I just did a good job in front of Guan Gong!
"Why are you still standing there, hurry up and leave!" Zhang Fan continued to urge. The reason why Zhang Fan helped the middle-aged man was because the middle-aged man was not a hateful person. Although the middle-aged man did not do much good deeds, he still
He has never harmed the lives of others. Now that Zhang Fan has seen through it, he cannot let a living life pass away.
Zhang Fan's words brought the middle-aged man back from his thoughts.
He nodded and said repeatedly: "Thank you, sir, for reminding me. I'll leave now. I'll leave now."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man packed the things on his desk.
"Since we have already come out, just stay outside for a while. Why are you leaving in such a hurry?" At this moment, a rich male voice came from behind everyone, and there was a hint of provocation in this voice.