Not many people came to go shopping this time.

Yes, who would come to find a charlatan when he is fine? What's more, in today's society, Feng Shui techniques to drive away evil spirits and catch ghosts are often equated with feudal superstitions, which makes people avoid it.

An hour passed, and Huang Xiaolong only saw some tourists from other places, holding their mobile phone selfie sticks to film the scene here.

"Hey... this money is not easy to make...what, should I think of something else?" Huang Xiaolong muttered.

Just then—

"Plenary session? One-stop service? What a big tone!"

A cold snorted.

Huang Xiaolong looked up and saw two people standing in front of his simple stall.

The leader was a gray-haired man, probably in his fifties, wearing a Tang suit and an authentic pigeon blood-red green ring on his left thumb, looking handsome.

Behind the man, an old servant was holding an umbrella for him to hide the sun.

Although the old servant was old, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle and falcon. With one swept, he slashed out like a sharp blade. His back was as straight as a javelin. Looking at his standing posture, the lower plate of T-shaped characters was extremely stable. When he was still, he gave people a feeling of a mountain standing upright and unshakable. Only those who have practiced authentic stance skills for decades will have this awe-inspiring momentum.

"Young man, I'm not good at being a charlatan at a young age." The man in Tang Dynasty shook his head slightly.

"Uh?" Huang Xiaolong glanced at the man in Tang suit with fun, and then said with a smile. "Old man, what do you need, but it's okay to say it, one-stop service, fair price, and no deception."

"You..." The man in Tang dress was both angry and funny, "Forget it, you said you were all in your own way, what do you know?"

"I know everything." Huang Xiaolong said seriously. "Fortune telling, looking at Feng Shui, moving graves, divination, driving away evil spirits, catching ghosts, touching bones, changing his name, subduing demons and demons..."

"Enough is enough, the more you blow, the less you lose your edge..." The man in Tang Dynasty frowned in disgust, and a faint look of disappointment flashed across his eyes. "There are all charlatans and liars on this street. Unexpectedly, there are such little charlatans who are full of nonsense. They are extremely disappointed and extremely disappointed..."

The old servant behind him said respectfully, "Master, let's go. The master of metaphysics is old and has been a long time. He is like a dragon hiding and cannot hide out. It is difficult to find in the market. If such a young person is, needless to say, he will definitely be a liar."

"Oh~~~~" the man in Tang Dynasty sighed and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey... Old man, you've been in a daze, have no appetite, and have lethargy. At night, there are always people waving in front of you, and you hear some strange sounds in your ears... You're not sick, you're hitting a ghost..." A lazy smile flashed across Huang Xiaolong's mouth, "Also, there's something wrong with your children, right?"

"What?!" Hearing this, the man in Tang suit shook his body, then turned his head and looked at Huang Xiaolong with an incredible expression. "Little charlatan... no, little brother, what have you... seen?"

"Old man, one-stop service, you've hit a ghost, I can help you calculate your discount price, 8,000 yuan, and pay half the deposit first." Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

"Young man, my master asked you, please answer first!" The old servant's face suddenly turned blue, and a fierce look appeared, and his aura was full of energy, staring at Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong didn't even look at the old servant, but still said, "Old man, the deposit is 4,000 yuan."

"I don't know what's wrong!" The old servant moved his feet slightly, and he was about to rush forward to teach Huang Xiaolong a lesson when he was fighting against the hawk.

"Uncle Fu, do you carry cash?" The man in Tang suit reached out and stopped him.

"Master, this young man is so disrespectful to you..." The old servant said ruthlessly, but he also restrained his fierce aura. "I have cash."

"Uncle Fu, give this little brother 4,000 yuan." The man in Tang dress ordered.

"Hmph! You are so young and so greedy for money, it may not be a good thing!" The old servant Fu Uncle counted 40 brand new Grandpa Mao from his wallet and placed it on Huang Xiaolong's stall.

Huang Xiaolong's eyes lit up, and he quickly grabbed the banknotes and lit them one by one, "It's understandable that people die for money and birds die for food. I am greedy for money, but a gentleman loves money and gets it well, nothing wrong."

After counting the money, Huang Xiaolong put it close to his body, then raised his head and looked at the man in Tang suit and said slowly. "Old man, your official palace is full of lushness and wide, and it is bright and open, with the momentum of squid penis, which means you are either a wealthy businessman or an official with a public office. But... your Yin Tang is black, and there is even black air on your head. You are mentally exhausted and you are already targeted by the evil spirit. The palace of Illness is full of lines and red in white. This means that if you continue like this, your health will be greatly damaged."

"In addition, I see your children's palace, which is collapsed and has no flesh and thin and black color. This is a sign that there are health problems for the children in the family."

"Also, there are a few strands of life energy in your migration palace, swinging left and right, accompanied by yin energy. If I'm not wrong, you just moved recently, and it's because of moving that you hit a ghost."

Huang Xiaolong said something, and the man in Tang Dynasty looked shocked. After that, his face was filled with shock and dullness that could not be concealed. When he saw his appearance, he clearly saw every word Huang Xiaolong said was absolutely true and to the point!

Even Uncle Fu couldn't help but mutter. "This little guy, indeed... has some ability..." A hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.

"Little...Little Master... is right! You're right! You really shouldn't behave like a person..." The man in Tang Dynasty has changed his words to call Huang Xiaolong the 'little Master', and his voice is respectful. "I Cui Dong, please forgive me for being disrespectful... I also asked my master to take action to solve this problem for Cui... In addition, Cui has a single daughter, and there are indeed some problems with health. Please take a look at it."

"Uncle Cui, I'll use someone's money to eliminate disasters. Since I have collected your deposit, you can rest assured that no matter how much trouble I have, I can resolve it for you." Huang Xiaolong said indifferently. "But your daughter's problem must be calculated separately. How to charge it? Let's talk about it when I've seen her."

"I'm really a little miser." Uncle Fu shook his head angrily and amusedly.

"Uncle Fu, don't be disrespectful to the little master." Cui Dong, a man in Tang Dynasty, quickly scolded him.

Uncle Fu nodded and said no more.

"Old Mr. Cui, add me on WeChat." Huang Xiaolong took out his phone, "Send me the address later. After dinner, I'll go find you around 7 o'clock."

"Okay." Cui Dong took out his cell phone and added friends to Huang Xiaolong on WeChat.

This is Cui Dong's private mobile phone. Very few people know the number, and only a few people have been added to WeChat. They are either heroes in charge of a city, provincial and ministerial officials, or capital giants in the shopping malls.

But now, there is another Huang Xiaolong in the WeChat address book!

Uncle Fu saw it from behind, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was shocked!

He never expected that this young man would occupy such an important position in the heart of the master!

"My little master, I'll let the driver drive over to pick you up tonight?" Cui Dong said attentively.

"No need to worry, just send me the address. I have a car myself." Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

"Okay," Cui Dong didn't force it. "Then, I will sweep my bed to welcome my little master to the humble house at night."

Cui Dong and Uncle Fu walked out of Huahu Street.

Outside the street, a luxurious and luxurious Rolls-Rouss phantom flashed with a sturdy luster in the sun.

Several bodyguards waiting beside him quickly opened the car door and bent down and said, "Master, please."

"Master..." Uncle Fu stopped talking.

"Ha~~Uncle Fu, you must want to ask, why do I attach so much importance to that little master?" Cui Dong smiled lightly.

Uncle Fu nodded.

"Uncle Fu, my life is in the military shopping mall, across the world, and I can be said to have seen countless people. The little master is in his early twenties, but he is not surprised by the favor and disgrace, and is calm and calm before." Cui Dong turned to look at Huahu Street and murmured. "This guy is not ordinary."
Chapter completed!