Chapter 23
"Let the spirit chicken ask for a lottery first!"

Jiang Hanyan pointed to the majestic big rooster next to him, and Jin Sparkling raised the head of the rooster. The shiny and bright feathers shone beautifully in the sun, which was very extraordinary and bluffed many people.

"This rooster doesn't look like an ordinary rooster. It looks at me like it looks down on me." The man who spoke was a little depressed. He didn't have an illusion, the rooster just despised him.

He is a majestic man, to be despised by a chicken, how embarrassing!
"It's just a bit bigger than ordinary chickens. What kind of spiritual chicken is obviously a lie."

"We'll see in a while!"

Everyone whispered, and gradually split into two factions. Some people thought that Jin Glitter had a good temperament, maybe she was really a chicken with some skills, but the other wave of people didn't believe it and wanted to see Jiang Hanyan's jokes.

After a while, Jin Jingying remained silent, and there were laughter and mocking from the crowd.

"It's just a stupid chicken, my rooster is smarter than it!"

Song Chenggong's face was getting darker and darker, and he was about to smash the stall when he raised his foot. Jiang Hanyan spoke, his voice was colder than the ice stubble in winter, "Hexagram 51, you will only ask for a lottery after seeing Qian Lingji!"

"Okay, I will give you money, if you dare to fool me, just wait and see!"

Song Chenggong laughed back angrily, took out a piece of 50 yuan from his pocket, and threw it at Jiang Hanyan. The paper money fluttered in the air and slowly fell to the ground. Get up and grab the money with precision.

Jin Shining tilted his head and looked at Song Chenggong for a few seconds. The golden mung bean eyes seemed to be able to speak. Song Chenggong clearly felt that the chicken was greeting his eighth generation ancestor of the Song family.

Absolutely.

He can't be wrong!

"flutter"

Jin Xingxian spat out the money, and walked back to Jiang Hanyan's side with eight-character steps. He stood rebelliously, his aura beating all the mortals in front of him.

The expressions of the mortals were cracked, and the eyes they looked at Jin Shining became more respectful. Any fool could tell that this was definitely not an ordinary chicken.

"Spiritual chickens don't accept money from you, be respectful!" Jiang Han's smoky face was frosty.

Song Chenggong gritted his teeth. The performance of the golden glitter just now successfully deterred him. If this woman is really capable of helping him, let him call this bitch an aunt.

After tangling for a minute, Song Chenggong bent down, picked up 1 yuan, and handed it to Jin Shining with both hands.

Jiang Hanyan nodded slightly, Jin Jinxian took the money in her mouth, put it in her hand, walked to the neatly arranged cards, took a few steps, took out a card, and spit it in Jiang Hanyan's hand .

Everyone looked at the card in unison. The air was very quiet, and Song Chenggong couldn't help but tense up, clenching his fists unconsciously.

Jiang Hanyan opened the playing card, and inside was a piece of paper with a few difficult and incomprehensible signatures on it. In fact, she also understood half of it, but it didn't prevent her from fooling people.

Pretentiously after reading the signed document, Jiang Hanyan curled his lips into a chuckle, sat on the small bench, raised his head and looked at Song Chenggong who was standing there, although he was a lot shorter, he gave off a condescending demeanor that made people Don't underestimate it.

The melon-eating crowd who watched the excitement became dubious. Could it be that this beautiful woman can really help Song successfully solve the problem of heirs?
I also feel that it is impossible, Song Chenggong is well-known in this street, he has nothing to do from morning to night, is idle, and is hated by everyone. It is not a secret that he married three wives but could not have children. Maybe Jiang Hanyan heard about this and pretended to be mysterious to cheat money?

But everyone still watched with gusto, and more and more people gathered around, wanting to see Jiang Hanyan fail in fooling him and get smashed by Song Chenggong.

"You're in a lot of trouble, you'll kill your offspring!" Jiang Hanyan said surprisingly.

This man's heir palace is dark and gloomy, even if there is no medical book to remind her, she can still see that the life of his descendants is cut off, but she has no way to solve it.

Jiang Hanyan felt that it might be God's will for her to come here. With her talent in mystical arts and the assistance of space medical books, it shouldn't take long to become a generation of Taoist masters, right?

The muscles on Song Chenggong's face kept twitching, and he was about to smash the floor when he raised his foot. Someone in the distance shouted: "Chenggong, your wife is happy, your mother wants you to go home!"

The tense atmosphere suddenly dissipated, and Song Chenggong's black face also turned into a sunny day. Is he going to be a father?
"Your wife was not feeling well yesterday. She went to the hospital for an examination. I went to get the checklist today. Go home!" The man who ran over panting was Song Chenggong's neighbor.

Everyone looked at Jiang Hanyan in unison, with sarcasm in their eyes. Just now they said that he would die, and now they are slapped in the face. This trick is not very clever.

Jiang Hanyan chuckled lightly, not in a hurry, she would not be wrong, this man's head is not ordinary green!

Song Chenggong was overjoyed at first, then furious, he raised his foot and was about to smash the stall, and he dared to curse him to end his descendants, what the hell, scared him to death!

A green leaf fluttered gently in front of him, Jiang Hanyan sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "Buy a hat with the same color as this one, and wear it every day!"

Song Chenggong's face was greener than this leaf, and he yelled: "Stinky bitch, you are impatient, I won't show you some color today, I don't know what my last name is!"

"When you were ten years old, there was a catastrophe, and you almost lost your life. You survived by chance, but the cold entered your body, which caused your kidney essence to be insufficient, and it was difficult for you to have children. If you want to have a child of your own, come to Fuqing Find me on Road 36!"

As soon as Jiang Hanyan finished speaking, Song Chenggong's expression became dull and his eyes were fearful.

He almost died when he was ten years old. During the summer vacation, he went to his grandparents’ house in the countryside to play hide-and-seek with a group of friends. He hid in a grave bag, which was shady and cool. The partners searched for a long time but failed to find him. It was not until late at night that grandparents led the whole village up the mountain to find someone, only to find him unconscious.

Afterwards, he had a high fever for three consecutive days and almost died of burning. He took the pills from a local doctor in the village before his fever subsided, because his grandparents were afraid that their parents would blame him, and his parents didn't know about it. How did this stinky bitch know about it? ?
Could it be that the child in his wife's womb really belongs to someone else?

Song Chenggong felt angry, his grandma, how dare that bitch put a cuckold on him?

Jiang Hanyan smiled slightly, with an inscrutable look.

"Wait for me!"

Like a big gray wolf, Song Chenggong put down his harsh words and strode away. He had to figure out the color of his head.

As soon as he left, the crowd immediately exploded. They looked at Jiang Hanyan respectfully, and Song Chenggong's expression just now, it was obvious that this woman... No, this half-immortal was right!
"Girl, I want to have a fortune telling whether my old man's illness will be cured?"

A kind-hearted aunt with a sad face came over, took out 50 yuan, and handed it to Jin Xingshan respectfully.

Jin Shanshan took out a lottery and spit it out in front of Jiang Hanyan. The procedure was the same as before. Jiang Hanyan read the sign carefully, and then carefully looked at the face of the aunt. The palace of children was as dark as Song Chenggong, but it was a little different.

And the aunt's marriage palace is very good. Obviously, the husband and wife are loving and can stay together, but it's not going well in terms of children.

(End of this chapter)

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