Li Yiyuan paid 50,000 hexagram gold in advance and approached Li Tangyi.
He saw Li Tangyi dressed in a white silk Tang suit, wearing soft-soled shoes, with a rosy face. He was holding an ancient-looking compass in one hand and holding three bronze coins in the other. He had a pair of slender eyes that seemed to understand everything.
Look at him.
This is what a real fortune teller should look like!
That stinky girl Yang Zimei is actually a fortune teller, it’s just...[
He greeted Li Tangyi respectfully and sat in front of him.
"Mr. Li, what do you want to ask?" Li Tangyi's tone was cold and distant, with a condescending detachment.
He understands the essence of being a master.
Although he was not originally a cold, arrogant and distant person, he had to pretend to be like this in order to distance himself from the seeker and create a psychological pressure for the other person to worship him.
Otherwise, the more cordial and enthusiastic you are, the more people will doubt your abilities.
For example, those bad guys on the street actively solicit customers, but as a result, they are treated as liars and mistrusted.
"******, I suspect that I have been under witchcraft, and I would like to ask you to help me to see if I can get rid of it." Li Yiyuan said eagerly.
"Witchcraft?" Li Tangyi looked carefully at his Yintang and found that it was indeed shrouded in a black evil aura.
He suddenly thought to himself, was the reason why he lost his memory related to witchcraft?
Li Yiyuan told everything that happened between him and Yang Zimei.
"The fortune teller is a girl around fifteen years old?" Li Tangyi was slightly surprised after hearing what Li Yiyuan said.
"Yes, her master looks like a Taoist priest like an old immortal. However, that uncle seems to be a fake Taoist priest. After my son and I had conflicts with them, we would have visions of people seeking lives and chasing souls every night.
Ghost, ****, for the sake of everyone having the same surname Li, please help me, I don’t care how much the hexagram gold costs." Li Yiyuan begged.
Li Tangyi fell into deep thought.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for a girl to have such skill.
He stretched out his finger and touched Li Yiyuan's seal. Sure enough, the finger felt slightly cold to the touch. According to the hallucination he described, someone should have cast the Five Ghost Soul-Chasing Curse.
But he didn't see any charms on his body.
Could it be that, like her senior brother, that girl also knows how to draw talismans in the void to create spells and attract evil spirits to invade people's brains?
Impossible?
I have studied hard for more than fifty years, but have not achieved any results at all. That skill is far from enough.[
It should be the old Taoist priest.
"Master, how are you? Can you help me?" Li Yiyuan saw Li Tangyi lowering his head and thinking, and his heart became more and more anxious. He had placed great hopes on Li Tangyi.
"I'll try."
Li Tangyi took out his peach wood sword, yellow paper, cinnabar, writing brush and other utensils, and started the ceremony...
"puff"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Li Tangyi's mouth. The peach wood sword in his hand was broken into two pieces. Even the pointer of the magic weapon compass began to swing messily, and the bronze coins were shaking on the ground...
He sat softly on the ground with a pale face, his vitality greatly weakened.
This kind of situation has never been seen before since his debut.
It was obvious that the person who cast the spell was more than ten times better than him, and at least he had to compete with his senior brother.
