"There really is a ghost!" As soon as Bai Xuehen stepped into the yard, he looked around and asked, "Where is the ghost?"
"I told you, but I drove him away." Long Xiaoshan said proudly.
"Brother Xiaoshan, you are so powerful, you can be a magic stick." Bai Xuehen pursed his lips and smiled.
"What kind of magic stick? I am a master. I can also tell fortunes, divide gold and fix acupuncture points. I can do anything." Long Xiaoshan hummed.
"Hey——" Bai Xuehen looked disdainful.
"If you don't believe it, then I'll show you the photo, and I'll compensate you ten for the fake one." Long Xiaoshan said.
"Pfft, you pay ten for every fake one. Do you think you are selling fake medicine?" Bai Xuehen said with a smile.
"If you don't believe it, give me your hand." Long Xiaoshan's face was solemn, showing a faint aura of superiority.
As he practiced the Immortal Art, his true energy began to circulate, and his temperament suddenly changed, like an ethereal celestial being. Bai Xuehen was also slightly startled, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and muttered: "I'll show it to you if I can."
Long Xiaoshan pinched Bai Xuehen and Qishang Saixue's small hands.
Her palms are very beautiful, as white as jade, especially the fingers are extremely long, with ten fingers. The nails in front of each finger are like transparent shells, and the fingertips are soft, and they are held in Long Xiaoshan's hand.
Long Xiaoshan pinched her palm, pretended to study her palm prints for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "Okay."
Bai Xuehen was startled by him: "What's so good? It was a shock."
"I just saw it. Your love line is very good, and your destined lover will appear this year. Judging from your palm prints, you were born on the seventh day of the fourth lunar month."
"Yes, how do you know?" Bai Xuehen said in surprise.
Her birthday is indeed on the seventh day of the fourth lunar month.
Long Xiaoshan did not answer, but his eyes shone brightly. He murmured silently like an expert, counted with his fingers, slapped his thigh suddenly and said: "I figured it out, your destined person is the ninth day of the eighth lunar month.
Born, and exactly two years older than you, you two are perfect
The earthly branches, the yin and yang are in harmony, and the fate of mandarin ducks and butterflies is rare in a century. This horoscope combination is rare in a century. It is completely created by the past life. Once they meet, they will definitely fall in love, and after marriage, they will be extremely happy. The man will be prosperous, the wife will be prosperous, and the daughter will be prosperous. In short
It just couldn’t be better.”
Bai Xuehen was fooled by Long Xiaoshan, and was stunned for a while.
She panicked a little and said, "It's true."
Although she is an atheist, she doesn't believe in these gods at all.
But what Long Xiaoshan said was too mysterious and unfathomable at first glance, and even her birth date was calculated by Long Xiaoshan.
But she was afraid.
What she hates the most is this kind of destined thing.
What if that man is not what she likes at all?
And she hasn't prepared anything yet.
Just when Bai Xuehen was thinking wildly.
Long Xiaoshan added: "Do you want to know where the man who was born on the ninth day of the eighth lunar month is?"
A trace of panic flashed across Bai Xuehen's face. She wanted to say no, but when the words came to her lips, a strong curiosity drove her to say: "Where is it?"
Long Xiaoshan counted with his fingers and laughed: "Great, I have already figured out this person, he is far away and very close..."
Suddenly a cold voice intervened: "Stop fooling around, Bai Susu, if you see your daughter being fooled by this damn brat, you won't stop her."
I don't know when, Song Yi had already walked out and stood at the door of the main room.
"What kind of deception." Long Xiaoshan snorted, "It's not like you haven't seen my master's methods before."
Song Yi smiled disdainfully, stretched out her fingers to pretend to count, and suddenly realized, "Ah, I figured it out too. The person born on the ninth day of the eighth lunar month is you, right?"
"Uh." Long Xiaoshan smiled.
Bai Xuehen is a smart person, and he immediately understood that he had been tricked by Long Xiaoshan just now.
Angrily, he kicked Long Xiaoshan on the leg: "Bad guy."
Long Xiaoshan grinned and jumped twice while hugging his feet.
He glared hard at Song Yi.
Song Yi ignored him, turned around and said coldly: "Bai Susu, what are you doing here again?"
Bai Susu was not angry at Song Yi's tone, and said gently: "Song Yi, are you okay now?"
Song Yi said: "You can't die. Didn't I tell you not to enter my house in the future?"
"Hey! What are you talking about?" Long Xiaoshan was unhappy. Between Bai Susu and Song Yi, of course he chose Bai Susu. When he heard that Song Yi had such a bad attitude towards Bai Susu, he stood up.
"You don't have to worry about what I say." Song Yi said.
"Damn, you and Nian Qi are here." Long Xiaoshan said venomously.
"You..." Song Yi's face turned pale.
"Xiao Shanzi, why are you talking to Aunt Song like this? Don't do this." Bai Susu said quickly.
Long Xiaoshan scratched his head. He also felt that he had gone too far just now.
"Um...I'm sorry!"
Song Yi said harshly: "Bai Susu, you don't need to pretend to be kind."
I don’t know why, but seeing Long Xiaoshan listening to Bai Susu’s words made Song Yi even more angry.
"Look at my bad temper..." Long Xiaoshan felt that this woman needed to be dealt with.
Bai Susu quickly pulled Long Xiaoshan and said: "Xiaoshan, please say goodbye, Song Yi. I was sorry for you back then, but after so many years, he is no longer here. It's been almost twenty years. Can't we let it pass?"
"If you can't make it, Bai Susu, get out, get out!" Song Yi burst into tears and pointed at the door and shouted.
Bai Susu sighed.
Pull Long Xiaoshan and Bai Xuehen out.
Long Xiaoshan couldn't understand the situation, so he had no choice but to be pulled out.
After walking out, Bai Xuehen said: "Mom, what's going on between you and Aunt Song?"
Long Xiaoshan raised his ears.
This was what he wanted to ask, but he was an outsider and couldn't intervene. Now that Bai Xuehen had asked, he also wanted to hear it.
Bai Susu's face looked a little melancholy.
Seeing this, Bai Xuehen said, "Mom, if you have something to hide, forget it."
Bai Susu stopped, looked at the sky, slowly exhaled, and said: "It's already a long time ago. I didn't want to talk about it anymore, but since you want to know and you've grown up, it's okay to talk about it.
It doesn't matter, this matter has something to do with your dad."
Bai Xuehen is a posthumous son, and even his father has never met him.
However, she heard that she was related to her father and became concerned about it. Bai Susu said: "Back then, Song Yi, me, and your father were all classmates. They were childhood sweethearts who transferred here, and because of their elder relationship, they once fingered each other.
As for getting married, Song Yi has always liked your dad,
When I grew up, I thought I would marry him, but as I grew older, your dad fell in love with me. In those days, wedding by fingertips was not so particular. It was just a verbal agreement between the elders, so your dad didn't take it seriously.
The thing is, your dad and I got close when we were in college."
