In a remote county town in Ru Province, because it was far away from the bustling metropolis, there were very few brothels, brothels, and other places of entertainment. As a result, most of the people here lived a quiet and peaceful life.
However, this monotonous life had been broken in recent days. The reason was that a new fortune-teller had arrived in the eastern part of the city. And this fortune-teller had broken their previous understanding of fortune-tellers.
Generally, fortune-tellers were mostly old. Moreover, they were thin and had long beards. At first glance, people would feel that this person was very experienced and exuded an immortal aura. However, this new fortune-teller looked to be in his early thirties. His face was bright and clean, and his features were handsome. He had a noble temperament. Those who didn't know him would think that he was a noble who was out on an inspection tour.
Because of this person's good looks, the entire county town's people, regardless of whether they were men or women, from old people in their eighties to children of four or five years old, loved to come to the eastern part of the city to look at him. This could be considered to have increased the surrounding economy.
It was reasonable to say that with so many people coming and going, this fortune-teller's business should be very good. However, the strange thing was that there was not a single person in front of his fortune-telling stall. Compared to the bustling business going on around him, it was even more tragic. Some people who didn't know wanted to have their fortunes told. Regardless of whether it was accurate or not, being able to have a close conversation with such a good-looking person could be considered a great blessing in life. However, when they saw the words on the fortune-telling banner beside him, they could only stop and leave regretfully.
This was also the difference between this fortune-teller and ordinary fortune-tellers. Ordinary fortune-tellers' banners had words such as "Ask for Fortune", "Half Immortal X", "Divine Strategy", and so on. However, this fortune-telling banner had the words "Ten taels of silver per fortune" written on it. It was full of arrogance.
However, most of the people in the county town were poor farmers. Ten taels of silver was equivalent to a year of their family's expenses. Even if their family was slightly wealthy, they were not willing to spend this money on fortune-telling. Therefore, for several days, no one knew the name of this fortune-teller or whether his fortune-telling skills were accurate.
On this day, as the sun was setting, the fortune-teller was about to fall into the predicament of "not opening for business" again. At this time, a group of burly men with ferocious faces walked over from the corner of the street. Their small eyes faintly glowed with an ominous light, and they were all equipped with a black sheathed steel knife at their waist.
When the surrounding peddlers saw them, they all shrank back and lowered their heads, not daring to say a word. The commoners who came out to buy things also lowered their heads and carefully walked away in the opposite direction, afraid of encountering this group of fiends.
When the fortune-teller heard the noise, he opened his eyes lazily and went back to sleep.
This group of burly men first looked around fiercely, pressuring the crowd to the point that they did not even dare to breathe loudly. Only then did they aggressively walk up to the fortune-teller's stall. The leader of the group slammed his palm on the table and said in an evil voice, "Fortune-Teller, come and tell our fortunes!"
The fierce-looking muscles on his face trembled a few times, and a thick flame of anger rose to the sky.
The surrounding people all prayed in their hearts that this fortune-teller would be tactful and not offend this group of Kings of Hell. Otherwise, they did not know when they would be able to see such a handsome young man again.
The fortune-teller clearly did not hear their inner thoughts, and only half opened his eyes to stare at the shaking table. When the table stopped shaking, he raised his eyes to look at the group of burly men. "Ten taels per fortune. Pay first, then the fortune will be told." His voice was indifferent and clear, without fear or anger.
The group of burly men let out a sneer, and the leader snorted disdainfully, "Stinky fortune-teller, do you know who we are!? This piece of land belongs to us. If you want to have your fortune told here, you have to pay us a market fee! "
"That's right, it's your good fortune to be able to tell our fortunes! I don't know where you got the guts to set up a stall here without our big brother's permission. Big brother, teach him a lesson and let him know how powerful you are. "
The leader of the burly men glared and scolded, "Shut up! We're doing legitimate business, not hooligans who collect protection fees. As long as you pay the market fee, you are our guest. Unless, someone doesn't know what's good for them. "The second half of the sentence was quite meaningful.
"Market fee? This is the first time I've heard of it. This name is quite good. "The fortune-teller nodded," How do you collect the market fee? "
The leader of the burly men said, "Ten taels per fortune. This business of yours is quite profitable. I won't collect much, just one hundred taels per month. You can make this money by telling the fortunes of ten people. My fee is quite reasonable! "
The surrounding people sucked in a breath of cold air. One hundred taels of silver, many of them would never see so much money in their lifetime.
The fortune-teller's expression was calm as he continued, "It is very reasonable. But, "he raised his eyebrows," What if I don't pay? "
"Don't pay? As long as you step into this market, you have to pay me a month's worth of money. If you don't have the money, you can go to the South Wind Restaurant and be a rabbit master to repay me. " The leader of the burly men sized up the fortune-teller, "With your good looks, you should be able to repay me quickly."
The fortune-teller's eyes flashed and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up into a smile, "There are ten of you in total. How about I tell each of your fortunes to pay the market fee?"
He slowly straightened his body and the red light sprinkled on his smooth jade face, revealing a layer of frost, "It is said that birds of a feather flock together, and people are the same. Looking at everyone's faces, it is the same. Everyone's face is dark and gloomy, and there is a faint trace of blood. This is the omen of a bloody disaster. I advise everyone to return home as soon as possible and stay indoors for the next few days to avoid the disaster. "
"Nonsense! You dare curse me!? "
The leader of the burly men was so angry that his face turned green. He didn't believe that this fortune-teller had any real ability. He only felt that this fortune-teller relied on his face to swindle people. Now that he saw him cursing him like this, it was simply stepping on his face. How could he not be angry?
He sneered and raised his head to shout, "Brothers, tear down the stall! Take this rabbit master away! "
"Yes." The person behind him replied with a hint of excitement in his voice.
Although these people all liked women, when they met beautiful women, they didn't have any qualms about it. This fortune-teller was even better looking than the tofu beauties on the streets. His skin was so delicate that it didn't seem like a man's. They often heard storytellers say that those high officials and nobles had homosexual interests, but they didn't understand at first. Men had rough skin and rough flesh, how could they compare to women's delicate skin and tender flesh? Now that they saw this fortune-teller, they finally understood. If all men looked like this fortune-teller, they would also be willing to have homosexual interests. It was just that this fortune-teller hadn't been sold for a good price yet. Perhaps the boss wasn't willing to let them have a taste, but now it wasn't a problem to take advantage of this opportunity.
Thinking of this, they impatiently swarmed forward, ready to kick the table away and grab the fortune-teller to have a good time.
Whoosh whoosh — —
A few weak sounds broke through the air. The group of boorish men lost their footing and fell straight forward. Their faces heavily hit the ground or the edge of the table. Immediately, screams and wails were heard. Some people raised their heads. Their noses and mouths were covered in blood. Not to mention the tears flowing down their faces, in their wide open mouths, two of their front teeth were faintly visible. The situation was very embarrassing.
The leader was stunned. In just a moment, the people he brought were all covered in blood and fell to the ground.
"What did I say?" The fortune-teller smiled and said slowly, "I said that it was not good to go out when there was a bloody disaster. I told you to go home quickly, but you didn't listen. Isn't it coming true now? "
It was just that this was too strange. They had never heard of a bloody disaster coming true right after the words were said.
The leader looked suspiciously at the fortune-teller several times. His heart hardened as he gritted his teeth and said, "This master doesn't believe in this evil!" He suddenly pulled out a steel knife from his waist. With a flash of cold light, the blade chopped towards the fortune-teller's head. "This master wants to see if you or this master will see blood first!"
The surrounding people cried out in alarm. Seeing that the fortune-teller's blood was about to splash under the knife, they all closed their eyes. They couldn't bear to watch.
"Clang!" "Bang!" A strange sound entered their ears, but there were no screams. Everyone carefully opened half of their eyes. When they saw the situation in front of them, they immediately opened their eyes in shock.
It turned out that when they closed their eyes, the leader of the group had somehow bumped into the table. When the table shattered, the leader also fell to the ground with his head covered in blood. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive. Beside him, the two pieces of the steel knife glowed strangely under the sunlight.
Everyone felt pity in their hearts. They had been pressured by the high market fees to the point that they couldn't breathe. Now that such a satisfying scene had been missed by them, they wanted to slap themselves in the face. Why did they close their eyes! They really had no guts!
Everyone looked at the fortune-teller who had been calm and composed. They couldn't help but admire him in their hearts.
The fortune-teller slowly stood up and leisurely flicked his sleeve. He lightly sighed, "It was a good table. What a pity."
After he finished speaking, he ignored the group of boorish men who were either sitting or lying on the ground and walked away.
The group of men were also afraid of the fortune-teller's evil spirit. Even if they had the ability to stop him, they didn't dare to do so. They were afraid that they would have more holes in their faces. They simply continued to howl in grief. If they were questioned in the future, they would have an excuse.
The fortune-teller hadn't gone far when the kind-hearted old woman quietly walked up to him and softly said, "You've caused a big disaster. The leader of the group was called Master Liu. He was originally a street hoodlum. It was only because his sister became the concubine of the county magistrate and got a man in one fell swoop that he was able to rise to the top. I heard that his sister was favored by the county magistrate. This Master Liu caused such a mess in front of your stall. His sister couldn't help but ask the county magistrate to skin you alive. While the county magistrate still doesn't know, you should quickly leave this place tonight and find another place to make a living. "
The fortune-teller faintly smiled and cupped his hands. His voice was like a spring breeze brushing past one's ear. It was completely different from the coldness from before. "Many thanks for the old woman's reminder. It's just that the world is peaceful and prosperous. I believe that they won't dare to act recklessly. "
The old woman shook her head and sighed, "The heavens are high and the emperor is far away. How could the old man, the emperor, care about our small plot of land? The county magistrate is the local tyrant here. Life or death is just a matter of words. Listen to this old woman's advice. No matter what, save your life first before anything else. "
The fortune-teller smiled and said, "This one is observing the sky at night. The county magistrate is afraid that he won't be able to take care of himself and won't dare to cause any more trouble. Looking at the old madame's face, I'm afraid that there will be a windfall. Remember not to reveal your wealth. "
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