Chapter 3 Fortune telling every day is not allowed to tell you!
When the housekeeper looked up, he was startled by her appearance. Was the slim figure standing in front of him the same Zhou Mo he knew?
It seems that Miss Zhou used to be very pleasing to the eye. I don’t know when she started to wear heavy makeup, covering up her original beautiful face.
Now she feels refreshed and refreshed, and she looks even brighter and more attractive than before. She exudes such a noble temperament that he can hardly move his eyes away.
After hearing Zhou Mo's words, the housekeeper subconsciously replied, "Oh, okay."
Donate?
The housekeeper stared at her in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost, "Are you sure you want to donate all your clothes?"
Zhou Mo nodded. The housekeeper was so surprised that he couldn't say anything. Ms. Zhou regarded those clothes as treasures. Why did her aesthetics change after she fell into the water?
People are also more beautiful!
"I'll be back before dinner!" After saying that, he walked out of the house without looking back.
At the front door of the Zhou family, Zhou Mo put one hand in his pocket, turned around, and glanced at the entire Zhou family.
A black mist invisible to the naked eye enveloped the original owner's villa.
The brows on Zhou Mo's delicate face were slightly twisted. Someone had changed the Zhou family's feng shui, but it only changed Zhou Mo's luck, which led to her death.
Who could it be?
After thinking for half a second, Zhou Mo raised his hand and drew a search talisman out of thin air. The shadow of the talisman flashed and only half of it was generated. Zhou Mo also realized it.
Sixty years later, the world's spiritual power is so weak that it can't be sensed at all. Her skill has been reduced by more than a large margin, so it's normal for her to be unable to achieve her goals.
Thinking of this, Zhou Mo's eyes fell on the flowers and plants aside, walked over, broke off a branch, and drew a search talisman on the ground.
The search talisman is a talisman she developed in her previous life. It can track all things and is more powerful than a dog's nose.
After finishing the painting, the charm on the ground disappeared in a flash, an unknown wind blew, and a few leaves fell scatteredly to the ground.
Lost in all directions and nowhere to go?
A flash of surprise flashed in Zhou Mo's eyes. Her strength has regressed after sixty years?
Then... Zhou Mo curled his lips, picked up the leaves on the ground, held them between his index and middle fingers, and punched them into the mist, changing the Zhou family's luck.
For a moment, the sun shines brightly and the sky is clear. The flowers that were about to wither suddenly become full of vitality and are extremely beautiful because of the change of luck.
Since I can't find it, I'll break your game and you'll always come to me.
At the same time, in the psychological consultation room of T City No. 1 Middle School, an elegant and dignified man sat on the sofa. His legs were crossed, and he was holding the tea cup with his well-joined fingers, and his eyebrows were cold and arrogant.
That face is as beautiful as the landscape in the painting, and people can’t help but marvel!
How could there be such a stunning man in this room?
This person is none other than Fengcheng, a descendant of a noble family in Kyoto!
Feng Cheng narrowed his watery peach blossom eyes. Suddenly, the afterimage of a leaf rushed in like a sharp blade and hit him directly. Feng Cheng had no time to dodge, and his whole blood seemed to be sealed.
Until the smell of blood surged up in his throat, his true energy flowed everywhere, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The cup in his hand fell to the wooden floor with a clang. The man's body tilted forward uncontrollably and fell heavily to the ground.
Wei Xingzhe came out of the lounge and saw the man lying on the ground with a pale face.
He hurried forward, helped Feng Cheng up, felt his pulse, frowned, "Backlash?"
How could this happen?
"Brother Cheng, has your Feng Shui tactic been broken?" Wei Xingzhe's voice couldn't stop trembling.
Is there anyone in this world who can break the Feng Shui formation of the heirs of the Feng family?
Wei Xingzhe did not dare to neglect, and used nine reverse needles to seal Feng Cheng's bloodline to prevent the true energy from flowing around and causing sudden death.
For a moment, after the true energy in Feng Cheng's body stabilized, his pale complexion gradually returned to color.
Wei Xingzhe breathed a sigh of relief. If something happened to Fengcheng, the entire Wei family would not be able to compensate.
"Brother Cheng, drink some potion."
Feng Cheng raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the water glass in Wei Xingzhe's hand, and he slowly took it, his face looked slightly pale, and he was thoughtful for a few seconds.
Taking out a piece of paper from his pocket, a cold and hoarse voice sounded:
"Log in to Tianji Pavilion and find a store that says 'Every day fortune telling is not allowed to tell you' to place an order."
Tianji Pavilion?
Wei Xingzhe looked surprised. He couldn't help but tremble as he took the note and opened it. There was an account number and password on it.
The corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, excited, "Brother Cheng, this... this is the account of Tianji.com."
As a doctor of the Gu family, of course I know what kind of existence Tianji.com is, but this daily fortune-telling is not allowed to predict you. It has been closed for sixty years.
Why does Brother Cheng still need him to place an order?
Wei Xingzhe only dared to think but did not dare to ask. He put away the suspicion in his eyes and responded, "Okay!"
His heart couldn't stop trembling. He had always wanted to find someone to borrow Tianji.com's account, but he didn't expect that Brother Cheng actually had it.
Wei Xingzhe came to the computer desk. Tianji.com has a special account and cannot be logged in to ordinary websites. Wei Xingzhe turned back tremblingly, "Brother Cheng, how do I log in?"
Feng Cheng glanced at him, endured his weakness, walked over, and entered a string of URLs on the web page...
After Wei Xingzhe logged into Tianji.com, he found a store called "Tian Tian Guo Bao You". Surprisingly, he discovered that this store had gone online a minute ago.
"Brother Cheng, it will be a day before you have really reopened your business." Wei Xingzhe couldn't help but excitedly put his hands on the keyboard, typing at a fast pace.
Send it.
After hearing Wei Xingzhe's words, Feng Cheng's deep eyes froze and his breathing stopped for a few seconds.
She is really back.
Here, Zhou Mo logged out of a three-line account and got a rough idea of the world sixty years from now!
Suddenly an icon flashed on the phone interface, coming from a bird's chat box.