This question is not an ordinary vague one. The other party seems to have something unspeakable, and he is still secretive when asking for divination. Even Victor feels unclear about the direction.
"Ah...can't you tell me more details?"
Even if he asked further questions, Dutch remained silent and just stood in front of him and looked at him quietly.
Finally, Victor raised his eyebrows, touched his non-existent beard, pretended to think, muttered something in his mouth, and started to make divination with his hands.
"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum..."
Pretending to be incomprehensible and mumbling some nonsense that he couldn't even understand, Victor's divination fell on Chikou's position.
Chikou...
His expression condensed. Every time this hexagram was divined, it was related to the manifestation of invisible skills.
Dutch's whole person is particularly deep. From him, you can't feel the arrogance and alienation of being a rich man and aristocrat, only an underlying loneliness.
"Sir, is there any result?" he asked.
When the other party spoke, Victor coughed lightly and replied tentatively: "That's right, because your question is really too vague, so I can only give you a vague suggestion."
"Please tell me..."
Taking a deep breath, Victor said: "You have been cursed."
Hearing this, the servant driver behind Dutch's eyes widened, but he calmed down after only a moment.
"Curse..." Dutch's face showed a trace of confusion, "I don't quite understand."
"I would like you to explain the situation at home in detail." Victor nodded slightly, "This will help me answer the results of the divination."
Dutch was still hesitating, but in the end, he finally relaxed, but he only told part of the truth.
"I lost my child, and my wife also suffered from mental illness. This accident will destroy the Berkeley family. As the head of the family, I cannot bring shame to my ancestors."
Is it another family accident?
Victor frowned, and he suddenly thought of the poor carpenter not long ago.
He spent some time thinking, combined with the hexagram just now, his expression became more and more gloomy, and finally answered for the other party: "The red mouth belongs to gold, and it is a white tiger, and you must be careful about curses. Roosters and dogs tend to cause mischief, and the sick come from the west...Daqi
Sir, I'm afraid you are in big trouble!"
Dutch didn't understand the language Victor spoke at all. He could only understand the last sentence "big trouble". He looked nervous and asked: "Can you explain it in detail?"
Victor whispered: "I just said that you have been cursed. No matter what happened to your wife or how your child passed away, it is all the result of this 'curse'."
"'Chickens and dogs' can be compared to villains, enemies, and treacherous people. You are not prepared for his plans behind the scenes, and this curse is brought about by the other party..."
"There is no way to guard against treacherous people..." Dutch muttered, "Then, what will be waiting for me?"
Victor said in a deep voice: "The red mouth is a white tiger, 'the white tiger is a bad thing, and the family is destroyed.' Mr. Dutch, if this incident cannot be solved, I'm afraid you will die, your wife will die, and the Berkeley family will be completely wiped out."
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Dutch was stunned on the spot, while his servant coachman pointed at Victor angrily and cursed: "How can you say such a thing to a stranger? How rude!"
As he said that, the other party wanted to run over and lift Victor's table, but as soon as he started, he was held down by Dutch.
"Forget it..."
With a pale face, Dutch just said these words. He didn't know whether he was angry or something. He got into the carriage sadly and drove away from the scene without even paying the money.
Raising his eyebrows, Victor watched the other party leave, his eyes full of disdain.
"What about the Berkeley family... The richest man in Renekton, he got so angry when I stabbed him in pain that he didn't even give me any money... Hey! Some people just can't hear the truth..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other party's carriage stopped at the end of the street.
Then the coachman ran down, hurried to Victor's stall, and handed him the divination reward.
"Sir, if you can keep your mouth shut and don't spread the news that the master is looking for you, I can pay you another 20 farka."
Victor nodded casually. If you don't take the money, you won't get it for free, so he accepted it with a smile.
But after he accepted the payment from the other party, he suddenly realized that his secret transmission study progress was actually complete!
He looked so stunned that he didn't even notice that the other party left the shop.
After being driven out of the street, I originally thought it would take a week to half a month to digest it completely. Who knew that after doing the math for Mr. Dutch, his study progress would be complete...
What is the principle behind this?
Could it be that the greater the influence of the divination object, the faster the learning speed?
He was a little confused, but since he no longer needed to set up a stall, Victor immediately lifted the tables, chairs and other props, put on his hat and went home directly.
Next, he will use the conversion rules of the Wheel of Fortune to convert the dream into a butterfly.
……
At the same time, in the northeastern part of Victor's hometown of Missouri, there is a twin town smaller than Walding.
In a tavern in the town, a young man wearing glasses and being polite was playing cards and gambling with a farmer who was working for a living.
On the surface, he was obedient and cautious in his dealings and bets, but the scattered coins in front of him were piling up more and more.
"Fuck! Damn it again!" The thick-armed farmer sitting on his left cursed and stopped playing.
"Mr. Hans, I...I almost burst..." The young man comforted him hypocritically.
When the farmer heard this, his whole face turned red with anger: "Almost? Are you Black Jack again?"
As he spoke, he grabbed the young man's hand and turned over his cards.
The whole place was in an uproar.
"Kino! This is your fifth blackjack today!" A skinny farmer opposite said dissatisfiedly.
"Maybe it's luck... I just have better luck!" Kino said with a smile.
"Isn't it Chu Qian?"
The man questioned gloomily.
Suddenly, all the surrounding farmers crowded over and surrounded Kino.
Chino's heart skipped a beat, and he said jokingly: "Everyone...everyone...I've been playing cards with you for a few days, and I don't win every day, right?! I lost 5 cards yesterday...
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"Really? But you can avoid the big bets every time, and all you lose is small money!" Someone started to undermine Chino.
Sweat was already forming on Kino's forehead, and he hurriedly defended: "What's the problem? If I win, I will win a small amount of money..."
"But you almost won all of our money today. This pile is almost a hundred farka, right?" The skinny farmer began to count the banknotes in front of Kino.
After calculating the amount, it was less than 100 French cards, about 93, but for a place like this, the amount of money is already quite large.
The skinny farmer glanced at his mouth and suddenly said: "I heard you said this morning that you were leaving Twin Towns to find work elsewhere. Are you planning to make a fortune from us before leaving?"
The other party's words made everyone who was watching and losing money suddenly realize, and they all looked at Chino with questioning eyes.
Kino's heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't help cursing secretly: If I had known better, I wouldn't have been so ruthless. When I won 50 farka, I should have run away...
However, regrets were useless. A dozen farmers came over and asked Chino to take off his clothes to prove that he had no hidden cards.
The secret was about to be revealed when suddenly, a strange man’s voice came from the door of the tavern.