Zongwu: fortune-telling with luck, the beginning is Xiongba's orders

Chapter 35 Shopkeeper Tong wants to ask for marriage?

Seven Heroes Town.

Tongfu Inn.

Huo Yin sat in front of the table, looked at Shopkeeper Tong who was sitting in front of him with a smile on his face, and asked in surprise, "Treasurer Tong, is this?"

Shopkeeper Tong was a little embarrassed, twisted his fingers with both hands, and said, "I also want to ask Mr. Huo to do a fortune telling."

These days, Tongfu Inn receives people from all walks of life every day and earns a lot of money.

However, because of Lin Xian'er yesterday, the pockets of most people in the Jianghu were all wiped out, so the business of the inn today seems to be relatively deserted.

And shopkeeper Tong couldn't help but want to take advantage of this opportunity when no one was around, and ask Huo Yin to make a fortune for himself.

Huo Yin looked at the shy expression on Shopkeeper Tong's face, and asked with a smile: "Could it be that Shopkeeper Tong also wants to count the marriage?"

Shopkeeper Tong hurriedly looked to the left and right when she heard the words, and only after she found that no one was paying attention, she said to Huo Yin: "Mr. Huo, please keep your voice down."

Huo Yin smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

Hearing Huo Yin's response, Shopkeeper Tong took out a hundred taels of silver bill and prepared to put it on the table.

Just as she stretched out her hand, Lao Bai suddenly appeared from the side and said, "Hey, what are the shopkeeper and Mr. Huo doing?"

Hearing Lao Bai's voice, shopkeeper Tong seemed to have a guilty conscience, and took his hand back with a whoosh.

"Ah, um, I just want to chat with Mr. Huo."

Shopkeeper Tong glanced at Lao Bai with some guilt, and stuttered when he spoke.

Huo Yin followed Tong's words and said, "That's right, just chatting."

Fortune-telling is also a form of chatting.

Lao Bai didn't think much about it, and after saying hello, he was ready to wipe the table and do his work.

At this moment, Mo Xiaobei ran over from the outside.

As soon as she saw shopkeeper Tong, she shouted loudly: "Sister-in-law, you want Mr. Huo to count your marriage for you, how is it going?"

"Marriage?"

Lao Bai stopped wiping the table involuntarily, and looked at shopkeeper Tong in surprise.

Lu Xiucai, who was doing the accounting, also raised her head from the ledger in front of her, and looked at shopkeeper Tong.

Da Zui came out of the back kitchen with a spoon in his hand, raised the curtain, with a gossipy expression on his face.

Xing Tutou, who came in behind Mo Xiaobei, was also curious.

Faced with the gazes of everyone, shopkeeper Tong's face turned red instantly, and he was so embarrassed that he wished to find a crack in the ground immediately.

Huo Yin also couldn't laugh or cry.

Originally, this matter had been fooled.

In the end, Mo Xiaobei's voice yelled at him, and he knew everything he should know and what he shouldn't know.

Mo Xiaobei didn't realize that something was wrong at this time.

She looked around, looked at the surprised crowd, and asked, "What's your expression? Why, don't you guys know? My sister-in-law..."

"Little Bei!"

Shopkeeper Tong raised his head and looked at Mo Xiaobei.

She gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "Yesterday, the teacher came to find me and said that you didn't finish your homework."

Mo Xiaobei nodded and said, "Yes, yesterday it wasn't to help you get married, so I didn't..."

"Write now! Hurry now!"

Shopkeeper Tong interrupted Mo Xiaobei directly.

If it wasn't for her own sister-in-law, she really wanted to put the soles of her shoes in Sam's mouth!
Seeing shopkeeper Tong getting angry, Mo Xiaobei ran upstairs in fright.

Shopkeeper Tong watched Mo Xiaobei leave, and the angry look on his face turned into a smile again, and then he said to everyone: "Tong Yan Wuji, that's all Xiaobei's own nonsense, what should everyone do?"

When everyone heard shopkeeper Tong's words, the expressions on their faces became a little strange.

Catcher Xing coughed lightly, walked to the table closest to Huo Yin and sat down, and said, "Old Bai, serve tea."

"Got it!"

Lao Bai agreed and went to make tea.

But those eyes kept looking at Huo Yin and shopkeeper Tong.

Lu Xiucai took the account book and walked to Xing Butou's table and sat down, and said with a smile, "It's good Fengshui to settle the accounts here."

Dazui went back to the kitchen, came out again with an iron pan and a shovel, and stood at the door shaking the spoon.

He stared at Huo Yin and shopkeeper Tong, and didn't notice that the food in the pot was almost gone.

Shopkeeper Tong faced Huo Yin at this time, although she couldn't see the situation of everyone at this time, she could clearly feel that those gossip eyes were almost poking holes in her body!

Shopkeeper Tong endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help it. He turned his head and looked at everyone.

Everyone noticed shopkeeper Tong's gaze, and immediately turned their heads away, pretending to do their own thing.

Shopkeeper Tong smiled, and said to Lu Xiucai: "Xiucai, you have held the pen backwards."

Lu Xiucai looked down at the brush in his hand, only then realized that he was holding the brush backwards.

Not only that, but he also inadvertently drew a few dark ink marks on his face.

He quickly put down the pen and wiped his face with his sleeve, his face was full of embarrassment and panic.

Shopkeeper Tong looked at Da Zui again, and said, "Da Zui, are you cooking? Or are you cooking air?"

When Dazui heard shopkeeper Tong's words, he subconsciously looked down at the iron pot in his hand.

Only then did he realize that there was not a single vegetable in the iron pot except for a little residue.

But under his feet, there were vegetables all over the floor.

"Ahem, let me say that the pot is a little light today."

Dazui quickly put down the spatula and began to clean the floor.

Finally, Shopkeeper Tong looked at Lao Bai and said, "Old Bai, look at what you are holding in your hand?"

Lao Bai glanced down and replied, "That's right, it's a flagon."

Shopkeeper Tong gritted his teeth and said, "But Catcher Xing wants to drink tea!"

"Oh oh, drink tea, drink tea."

Lao Bai hurriedly put down the flagon to get the teapot and cups.

There is another one even more amazing, that is Mo Xiaobei who is lying on the stairs doing homework.

Shopkeeper Tong really hated Mo Xiaobei, the culprit, and said directly: "Xiaobei, you like stairs so much, you can sleep on them from now on!"

Mo Xiaobei picked up her things and ran upstairs without saying a word.

"Forget it!"

Shopkeeper Tong stood up angrily and walked towards the counter.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Huo Yin really couldn't laugh or cry.

All these guys in the inn are very gossipy.

He finally managed to earn some money from shopkeeper Tong, so he was delayed.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the empty lobby again, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

I plucked the hair too hard yesterday, so it seems unlikely that there will be any business today.

Just when Huo Yin was thinking this way, an extremely handsome young man suddenly broke in from outside the inn.

After he came to the inn, he looked around anxiously, and finally fixed on Huo Yin.

He hurried forward a few steps, and asked Huo Yin: "You dare to ask, but Mr. Huo is straight-talking?"

"Under Lin Pingzhi, I came all the way from a thousand miles away, just to get a hexagram!"

Huo Yin looked at Lin Pingzhi, who was busy in the world and looked anxious, and couldn't help showing a subtle look on his face.

For Lin Pingzhi, he still has a lot of sympathy and pity in his heart.

Because this person was supposed to be a son of a wealthy life, but because of various calculations and murders by outsiders, he finally went to a road of no return.

Just looking at Lin Pingzhi's current situation, it seems that nothing has happened yet.

Huo Yin looked at Lin Pingzhi and asked, "What you want is the safety of your family?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Pingzhi immediately said: "Exactly!"

Huo Yin knocked on the table.

Sympathy is sympathy.

But this hexagram gold still has to be collected.

Otherwise, how can it be called equal treatment.

Seeing Huo Yin's actions, Lin Pingzhi understood, and immediately took out a pile of banknotes and broken silver.

This is all his belongings, which add up to about 200 taels.

"Also ask Mr. Huo to guide me in the maze!"

Huo Yin was not too little, he put away the hexagram gold, counted it with his fingers, and said to Lin Pingzhi: "Your Lin family will soon have a catastrophe, if you want to avoid this catastrophe, you have to abandon you A family heirloom of the Lin family!"

Lin Pingzhi was a little puzzled when he heard the words, and asked, "Master Huo, you mean that it was the heirloom of my Lin family that caused this catastrophe?"

Huo Yin nodded lightly, and said: "I'm innocent, but I'm guilty. Your Lin family doesn't have the ability to keep this heirloom. Naturally, you will be tricked by others!"

When Lin Pingzhi heard Huo Yin's words, he couldn't help showing a look of horror on his face.

At this point he seemed to understand everything.

The reason why he met people from the Qingcheng faction and killed the disciples of the Qingcheng faction may be a well-planned scheme!

The purpose is to use this as an excuse to destroy their Lin family and seize the family heirloom of their Lin family!
Thinking of this, Lin Pingzhi quickly asked: "Young Master Huo, what is the heirloom of our Lin family?"

At this time, Lin Pingzhi was in a mess, his mind was in a mess, he couldn't think of anything, so he could only ask Huo Yin.

Huo Yin replied: "Martial arts is the only thing that can attract the attention of people in the Jianghu. Your Lin family's family-passed swordsmanship to ward off evil is the root of this ruin!"

Lin Pingzhi woke up like a dream, and then he suddenly realized that what the Qingcheng faction was after was their family's evil sword technique!

Huo Yin continued: "They plot against your Lin family, but because of your Lin family's small sect, they are unscrupulous. Your Lin family only needs to send out the evil swordsmanship and get the protection of a powerful force, and you can naturally avoid this crisis. "

Lin Pingzhi asked again after hearing the words: "So Mr. Huo thinks, who is more suitable for me to give this sword technique?"

Huo Yin looked at the system prompt on Lin Pingzhi's head, and the expression on his face became a little subtle.

[The Lin family maintains the status quo, and the probability of destruction is 100%! 】

[The Lin family handed over the sword manual to the Wuyue Sword Sect, and the probability of destruction is 70%! 】

[The Lin family submits the sword manual to the Sun Moon God Sect, and the probability of destruction is 10%! 】

Huo Yin did not expect that the best choice for the Lin family would be the Sun Moon God Sect.

But when you think about it carefully, it makes sense.

After all, the evil sword technique was born out of the Sunflower Canon, and there are similarities between the two.

If Dongfang Bubai knows that there are still fragments circulating outside, he will definitely find a way to take them back.

If the Lin family took the initiative to offer the sword manual, even if Dongfang Bubai did not intentionally protect the Lin family, he would take action to eradicate those who wanted to take the sword manual.

In this way, the crisis of the Lin family is naturally resolved.

　I have seen a lot of suggestions from everyone in the past few days, and I feel that it is not appropriate for the protagonist to tell other people's secrets in public, so I made some minor revisions to the previous chapters today.

　　All secret things, such as Dongfang Bubai wanting to know where the complete Sunflower Book is, such as Xiongba’s comments, and "the bottom of the sky prison", etc., are all written on paper, and then the handwriting on the paper will be blessed by the system A certain vision is shown to set off the image of the protagonist's magic stick and add a certain force.

　　I hope this change can satisfy everyone, thank you again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)