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Chapter 35 Metaphysics boss’ live broadcast of fortune telling 4
Shen Chen raised his head, glanced at the innocent and cute little girl, and then looked down at the white Taoist robe he had washed.

The little girl's mother lowered her head and gently reasoned with the little girl: "The baby can't be rude."

"This sister is playing Cosplay."

The little girl looked curious.

"Mom, what does it mean to dig to death and break the thunder?"

The girl's mother smiled and picked up the girl and explained as she walked: "It's just to play the role you like."

The two walked farther and farther.

Shen Chen finished the buns in a few seconds.

She suddenly realized that it was just that she had no money, she didn't even have an ID card.

Could it be that she and her father have been gangsters for so many years?

Shen Yuhui gave her an address and said that when she got to the city, she could go find the person at this address, and this person would temporarily take her in for a while.

But when she asked who this person was.

Shen Yuhui shook his head and spoke vaguely.

I don't want to say much.

City A is so big and she has no money. Where can she find this place?

Shen Chen had a headache.

Why is she so poor in both worlds?

She found a place with a little more traffic, took out a Bagua chart from her bag, and spread it on the ground.

Take out a broken paper box from the trash can. After opening it, write Qimen Fortune Telling on the top. The following are listed in order: career, marriage, destiny, wealth, career, finding things, finding people, Yang house, Yin house, naming, Feng Shui …

I kept writing until the small cardboard could no longer be opened and then I stopped writing.

Next to the densely packed words was written in large characters: "51 times."

Looking at his flying calligraphy, he put it aside with satisfaction.

It was noon, and many people coming and going were just looking at her curiously, but no one stopped.

It was a scorching sun at noon.

Shen Chen dragged the broken box and Bagua chart to the shade.

I sat for a long time again.

Finally two well-dressed girls stopped in front of her stall.

Shen Chen raised his head and looked at the girl with sparkling fox eyes, and raised a kind smile on his lips: "Miss, do you want to tell your fortune?"

Seeing Shen Chen take the initiative to ask.

One of the girls blushed and lightly bumped into the girl next to her.

The girl pulled her and squatted in front of Shen Chen, and said excitedly: "Sister, are you playing the role of a Taoist priest?"

"You're so beautiful." She pointed to the camera in her arms, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Well, I'm a street photographer. Do you have time now? Can I take a picture of you?"

Seeing that Shen Chen didn't speak.

The girl quickly moved next to Shen Chen and turned on her phone: "I am a photography blogger, this is my account."

Shen Chen curved his eyebrows like a painting, but his words were a gentle rejection.

"sorry, I…"

"I'll give you 500 yuan after taking the photo."

Shen Chen held the girl's hand and said, "It doesn't matter if you have money or not, I just think we are destined."

She straightened her green robe, quickly put the paper shell and Bagua diagram into her bag, and carried it on her back.

Two girls sandwiched Shen Chen on the left and right. After seeking Shen Chen's consent, one of the girls held a mobile phone in her hand and recorded the video while walking.

"Family, today I was walking on the street with Li Xiaoxia, and I met a super fairy lady. I'm so lucky."

She turned the camera to Shen Chen, and Shen Chen waved in response.

"Where are you from, young lady?"

Shen Chen replied: "People from City A."

The little girl holding the mobile phone said: "So you are a native of City A."

"What does the young lady do?"

Shen Chen glanced at her.

There was silence for a while.

Isn't it obvious with her outfit?

The voice said calmly: "Taoist priest."

This time it was the little girl's turn to be silent.

At this time, the girl holding the camera thought Shen Chen was joking and continued: "Young lady can really tell fortunes."

Shen Chen gently tucked her hanging hair behind her ears. The sunlight hit her face, and her skin was white and transparent, without any blemishes.

"Ah."

"Then little sister, please do the math for me." The girl holding the camera said half-jokingly.

Shen Chen glanced at her. She had a plump face, a high nose, and a rhinoceros bone on her forehead. With her face, she must have a good family background.

There was just a trace of mildew lingering between his brows.

"Nothing." The girl holding the camera blurted out: "Even if I can get into graduate school."

Finally found a place to take pictures.

The girl holding the camera began to set up the scene simply, and the girl was also busy adjusting the camera.

She guided Shen Chen's movements.

Shen Chen was not given a chance to speak.

The girl with the mobile phone is recording the video.

"Yes, yes, raise your hand a little higher." After taking a few pictures, the girl grimaced and showed them to Shen Chen and the photography girl.

"I always feel like there are some shortcomings and it doesn't reflect the beauty of the young lady."

Her eyes lit up when she saw Shen Chen's ancient package being stretched out into a long strip.

"Miss, do you have any props?"

"For example, a peach wood sword or something like that."

Shen Chen really does.

She thought about the five hundred.

He took out the mahogany sword from his baggage.

"Wow, little sister, you did a great job with this prop. It's so delicate."

A few people took a few more photos.

The sun gradually sets in the west, and the setting sun dyes half of the sky red.

The two little girls were finally satisfied and put away their cameras.

"Thank you for your hard work, little sister." She shook her phone and said, "I'll forward it to you."

Shen Chen wrapped the mahogany sword and carried it on his back again.

"I do not have a phone."

The young lady taking the photo looked at Shen Chen in shock.

"how is this possible."

Shen Chen's eyes were sincere: "I really don't have a mobile phone."

"Can you give it to me in cash?"

The two girls looked at each other and saw something strange in each other's eyes. Finally, they exchanged cash in a small supermarket and handed it to Shen Chen.

Shen Chen stuffed the five hundred dollar bill he had worked hard for a day into his arms.

"Thank you."

The two girls were about to say goodbye.

Shen Chen stopped the girl taking the photo and handed a piece of talisman paper to the girl.

"You are still in college."

The girl looked at the yellow talisman paper with a confused look on her face, but she still answered truthfully: "Yes."

"Have you ever felt that things are not going well for you lately? You are always very unlucky."

The girl taking the photo nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Yuanxia stepped on shit recently when she went out, got scratched while feeding the cat, and failed the exam."

Zhou Yuanxia rolled her eyes at the girl who grabbed the conversation.

She looked at Shen Chen and laughed out loud.

"Little Taoist priest, you wouldn't say that my hall is darkened because there has been a bloody disaster recently, right?"

Shen Chen frowned and thought for a moment: "It's not that serious."

"Is there anyone close to you who dresses very similarly to you and imitates your speech patterns?"

Zhou Yuanxia glanced at Shen Chen and stopped laughing.

The girl taking the photo clapped her hands: "Oh my god, Master."

"That's it."

"Yuanxia has a roommate who is a scholar. Recently, she has been pestering her. She will wear whatever Yuanxia wears. She is speechless."

Zhou Yuanxia knocked the photography girl on the head: "Jiang Jiangjiang, can you shut up."

This friend of hers is as quiet as a quail when they are not familiar with her, but after chatting with others for a few times, she becomes like a chatterbox.

Say nothing.

Jiang Jiangjiang looked aggrieved: "Why are you being mean to me?"

Zhou Yuanxia looked at the talisman paper in his hand. The lines on it looked like they were drawn with cinnabar, and he frowned slightly.

"Any questions?"

Shen Chen looked enigmatic.

He held out five fingers.

Jiang Jiangjiang is a head shorter than Shen Chen, who is 1.7 meters tall.

She looked at Shen Chen's slender jade-like hands thoughtfully.

Soon it dawned on me.

He jumped up and gave Shen Chen a high-five.

(End of this chapter)