"Only when you reach the realm of Nascent Soul, can you take out the artifacts without destroying the feng shui of our Liu family's ancestral tombs, and at the same time have the strength not to be afraid of enemies coming to your door. So before that, you still need to bear the humiliation and continue to be the Ye family's
The son-in-law who came to your door——"
These were his grandfather's last words, and Liu Yang remembered them in his heart.
In the next few days, Liu Yang practiced very hard. When the sun rose in the east, he quietly came to the back hill of the community to absorb the morning glow. At night, under the moon, he breathed in the essence of the moon.
Unfortunately, this kind of practice is extremely slow.
Therefore, Liu Yang needs to find another way to absorb spiritual energy. Otherwise, it will be impossible to cultivate to the realm of Nascent Soul.
There are many treasures of heaven and earth in this world. These treasures absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and are collectively called spiritual treasures. They are the tonics coveted by immortal cultivators.
Liu Yang didn't have time to look for it, so he needed a lot of money to buy it.
On an overpass in the urban area of Nanjiang City, Liu Yang came out to set up a stall for the first time. He sat cross-legged on the ground, with a piece of white paper in front of him with a few large characters written on Feng Shui and fortune telling.
Without money, Liu Yang can only rely on his skills to make money.
"Young man, do you look like a fortune teller at such a young age? Even a blind person can see that you are a swindler."
"It's just that, look at you, you don't look like a fortune teller at all, but you look like a beggar!"
"——"
On the overpass, there were almost all fortune tellers setting up stalls, and all of them were making fun of Liu Yang.
There was either a small desk in front of them, or a Bagua chart spread out on the ground. As for Liu Yang, he scrawled a few big characters on a piece of white paper. He really looked like a swindler.
Charlatan.
The key point is that most of the fortune tellers are over fifty years old, but Liu Yang is a young boy who is too unique.
Liu Yang ignored these fortune tellers, closed his eyes and meditated, feeling the spiritual energy in his body traveling through the meridians throughout his body——
Seeing that Liu Yang didn't respond at all, these fortune tellers were tired of cursing and could only give him a roll of their eyes before giving up.
People were passing by on the overpass, and there were many people who believed in fate and patronized the fortune tellers' stalls. Only Liu Yang was deserted.
Some passers-by even said something bad to Liu Yang: "What is wrong with you at such a young age? Why do you want to be a liar? Besides, you still have brain problems. You want to tell fortunes and cheat money. Do you think other people are fools?"
Liu Yang ignored it and continued to meditate.
"Wanyu, isn't that Liu Yang?"
On the pedestrian street under the overpass, a tall woman with picturesque features pointed at Liu Yang who was sitting on the overpass and said to a woman next to her.
That woman's pretty face was as cold as ice, and she was serious in speech. She was none other than Ye Wanyu, the famous Bingshan Beauty CEO.
Ye Wanyu's heart trembled. She raised her head and looked at Liu Yang, looking at the familiar back and profile of his face. If it wasn't Liu Yang, who else could it be!
Why is he here and even setting up a stall to tell fortunes?
Is he short of money?
Even if you are short of money, you won't do this deceiving thing.
Ye Wanyu's face is getting colder and colder, as cold as an iceberg. Liu Yang is useless and good-for-nothing. She can bear it, but she absolutely cannot stand her husband being a trickster to deceive those old ladies and old men!
In today's era, only the older generation believes in fortune telling.
"Yanran, let's go!"
"Walk?"
Hearing Ye Wanyu's words, Lin Yanran was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "What do you want from such a man? If it were me, I would rush over, slap him, and divorce him!"
"I don't want to divorce him, but this marriage was promised by my grandfather. Up to now, my grandfather is protecting him," Ye Wanyu said solemnly.
"Leave this matter to me, and I'll let him file for divorce with you."
"Yanran, don't do this nonsense!"
"Don't worry, I'm measured."
Lin Yanran said, looking at Liu Yang with eyes full of hatred.
After the two glanced at Liu Yang, they continued shopping——
Liu Yang was still meditating with his eyes closed, completely unaware of the existence of Ye Wanyu and Lin Yanran under the bridge.
As for Lin Yanran, Liu Yang is quite familiar with her. She is the apple of the Lin family's eye, and the Lin family is a large-scale real estate company in Nanjiang with billions of assets.
Every time Lin Yanran came to Ye Wanyu's house as a guest, Liu Yang was always frightened because Lin Yanran would always make things difficult for him in every possible way.
Lin Yanransheng is as beautiful as a flower, and she and Ye Wanyu are very good friends. The two of them are called the two beauties of Nanjiang. They are super white, rich and beautiful in the eyes of all male compatriots, and they are the lovers of the public.
It's just that Ye Wanyu became a widely recognized joke in Nanjiang after marrying a loser who dared not go out even one night.
At sunset and dusk, when the afterglow shone on the overpass, the fortune tellers began to close their stalls one after another, and Liu Yang slowly stood up and prepared to go home.
At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes strode forward with a surly expression.
Liu Yang glanced at him and his face lit up with joy. After waiting for a day, he finally found a sponsor.
"Sir, please stay!"
Liu Yang, who hadn't spoken for a whole day, suddenly called out to the middle-aged man.
The fortune tellers who had already put away their stalls all looked at Liu Yang.
This middle-aged man has thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and he is full of authority every step he walks. He is not an ordinary person, but this kind of person is even more difficult to mess with.
The middle-aged man frowned, looked at Liu Yang, and his expression became even more disgusting. He sneered and said, "You want to tell my fortune?"
"It's not necessary. You have a plump heaven and thick earlobes. You are a blessed person." Liu Yang smiled and said, "It's just——"
The middle-aged man smiled coldly again: "Just what?"
"It's just that the dark circles under your eyes are a bit serious right now. I'm afraid you haven't slept well for several days," Liu Yang said with a smile.
"hey-hey!"
There was ridicule in my ears. It came from those fortune tellers. They must have some skills to cheat. The dark circles under the eyes are due to insomnia. Even a three-year-old child understands this.
"Ha ha!"
The middle-aged man laughed: "Say boy, do you know who I am? How dare you make fun of me?"
As he spoke, he looked coldly and stared at Liu Yang fiercely.
Liu Yang's expression remained unchanged: "Although you are a wealthy and powerful person, you can avoid natural disasters, but you cannot control man-made disasters——"
The middle-aged man's body trembled——
Liu Yang hesitated to speak. After a golden light flashed in his eyes, he muttered something: "There are lines on the corners of your mouth, and your hall is shrouded in a cloud of black energy. Sir, you are evil!"
Hit evil?
Hearing these two words, everyone present was frightened.
In this age, who still believes in superstitions about ghosts and monsters?