The man in the suit raised his leg when he heard this, which made Shen Hao stunned for a moment.

"Is it the Shen family or the gang of gangsters just now?" Shen Hao frowned and didn't chase the man in the suit.

In the Shen family's compound, Shen Hao's uncle Shen Xinping sat in the study, listening to the report on the phone, his face was extremely gloomy.

He sent a lot of people to inquire about Shen Hao's news, and only today did someone meet Shen Hao in the talent market, and after some investigation, it was found that he actually lived in the home of a female employee of their Rising Sun Group.

That female employee is Chen Rongrong, a small supervisor of the Rising Sun Group, who has no backstage, but has good ability.

But Shen Xinping doesn't care how strong her ability is, since she took Shen Hao in, then Shen Xinping won't keep her anymore!

That night, Shen Hao was meditating in the room, when he heard a voice from the living room, and knew that it was Chen Rongrong who had returned, he got up and left the room, but saw that Chen Rongrong's face was extremely ugly.

"What's wrong?," Shen Hao sat down next to Chen Rongrong and looked at her and asked.

"I was fired by the company. Chen Rongrong lay on the sofa and pursed her mouth and said aggrievedly.

Shen Hao was stunned when he heard this, and then he thought of something, and his face sank: "Is it because of me?"

Chen Rongrong smiled bitterly and nodded: "It should be...... What the hell is going on between you and the Shen family?"

"That's it, I'm sorry, but I caused you to lose your job. Shen Hao didn't want to mention more about the Shen family, so he said apologetically.

"Forget it, everyone, classmates, I don't blame you for this...... Let me be quiet. Chen Rongrong sighed lightly, rubbed her temples on both sides, and felt a headache.

Although she lost her job because of Shen Hao, Chen Rongrong couldn't blame Shen Hao, but she now has to repay the mortgage every month and send money back to the two old people.

Shen Hao silently returned to the room, sat on the bed and pondered, he knew that this was the Shen family targeting him, and firing Chen Rongrong was only the beginning, since the Shen family now knew that he was with Chen Rongrong, he and Chen Rongrong were afraid that it would be difficult to even find a job.

With the energy of the Shen family, in this Taihu City, it is too simple to make the two of them desperate.

But it's a pity that Shen Hao is not an ordinary person, and he is not ready to continue looking for a job after going to the talent market.

He's a monk, and since it's no longer possible to find a job through normal means, let's use the monk's skills to eat!

"Why are you in a daze? You can't eat?" Chen Rongrong came to Shen Hao's door at some point, leaned on the door frame and asked with a smile.

Shen Hao raised his head and glanced at Chen Rongrong, seeing that her mood had returned to normal, he chuckled and said, "Let's go, go eat." ”

The two came to a restaurant downstairs side by side, ordered two dishes and had a casual meal, Chen Rongrong's eyes looked at Shen Hao, and her face would show a touch of crimson from time to time, which made Shen Hao inexplicable.

"Have you found a job today?" Chen Rongrong felt her cheeks burn at the thought of the scene that happened this morning, and her eyes dodged to find a topic.

"Nope. Shen Hao shrugged his shoulders and muttered, "What are your plans next?"

"What else can I plan, thanks to you, I will go to the talent market with you tomorrow. Chen Rongrong rolled her eyes and said.

"I'm not going to the talent market anymore, I'm going to go to the antique street tomorrow. Shen Hao shook his head and said.

Chen Rongrong raised her head suspiciously, and asked, "Why are you going to the antique street?

"I'm going to go and observe, find a place to set up a stall, and tell fortunes and heal people. Shen Hao told the truth what he was thinking, and he was indeed ready to do this.

The dignified Immortal Venerable told fortunes and treated people, although it was a little cold, but there was no way, who made Shen Hao lack money now.

It's just that Chen Rongrong looked at him with a strange look after hearing this, and said with a smile: "Are you going to be a god stick?"

"What do you mean by being a god stick? You don't believe me?" Shen Hao was a little displeased when he heard this, he knew his own ability, how could those god sticks be compared to him?

"Believe it, believe it, but I think you'd better find a job. Chen Rongrong said helplessly, feeling a little regretful about taking Shen Hao home.

If it weren't for Shen Hao, she wouldn't have lost her job, and now Shen Hao is still preparing to be a god stick to deceive people, which makes Chen Rongrong's favor for Shen Hao drop a little.

Sure enough, he is still the same Young Master Shen as before!Chen Rongrong sighed in her heart.

After returning from eating, Chen Rongrong was not in a high mood and talked less, and the two fell asleep separately.

The next day, Shen Hao went out early in the morning and came to the antique street in the west of Taihu City.

At this time, the antique street was a little deserted, and many stores had not yet opened, so Shen Hao turned around at random and found that on both sides of a small road behind the antique street, there were already many "magic sticks" on the stalls.

He was not surprised by this scene, in his previous life, when he was still in the Shen family, he often frequented the antique street, so he knew that there were many gods here.

These sticks are either blind with their eyes open, or they are wearing shabby Taoist robes, and there are copper plates, turtle shells, or sticks in front of them, and they really look like that at a glance.

However, Shen Hao knew in his heart that there were not necessarily a few people who were really capable, and there might not even be anyone, all of them were liars!

Seeing Shen Hao standing on the street in a daze, a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist who was close to him lit up and beckoned to him, "Young man, come over for a moment." ”

Shen Hao glanced at the middle-aged Taoist when he heard this, with a hint of banter in his eyes, he slowly walked over and asked, "Is there something wrong with the Daoist?"

The other gods showed a trace of disappointment on their faces when they saw Shen Hao being recruited by the middle-aged Taoist, they all made a living here, and there were unwritten rules between each other, whoever recruited the customer first, others could not interfere.

"Young man, you and I are destined, how about drawing lots?" The middle-aged Taoist pointed to the lottery holder in front of him with a smile and said.

Shen Hao squatted down, glanced at the lottery holder, shook his head with a smile and said, "There is no need to draw lots, how about the Taoist leader help me see the face?"

He was originally just a joke, but the middle-aged Taoist looked at him seriously, and said with a puzzled expression: "It's strange, I can't see through it...... Can't see through ......"

As he spoke, the middle-aged Taoist wiped his hands in front of his eyes, and then looked at Shen Hao again, suddenly his throat was sweet, his qi and blood surged, and his face became extremely pale.

He looked at Shen Hao in shock, with a look of horror in his eyes.

And Shen Hao was surprised, at that moment just now, he actually sensed a faint fluctuation of spiritual power on the middle-aged Daoist.

That trace of spiritual power fluctuation flashed, so faint that Shen Hao almost didn't notice it.

"Looks like you're still a little bit capable. Shen Hao glanced at the middle-aged Taoist meaningfully, and then got up and left.

He naturally knew why the middle-aged Daoist was frightened, it was nothing more than that he had been attacked and could not probe his life.

To put it bluntly, divination is to deduce some things through karma and luck, and Shen Hao is a monk, and cause and effect involve the way of heaven, how can it be so easy to calculate?

As the cultivator improves his cultivation, his own cause and effect will also deepen the connection with the Heavenly Dao, and even some monks who are proficient in divination will never dare to easily calculate the cause and effect of a monk, let alone that this middle-aged Taoist is just an ordinary person.

Fortunately, Shen Hao's cultivation is not high, only the first layer of Na Ling, otherwise the middle-aged Taoist is not as simple as a surge of qi and blood.

After leaving the antique street, Shen Hao found a graphic shop nearby and ordered a signboard with the words "Iron mouth is straight off, and the magic hand is rejuvenated".

He not only told fortunes, but also healed people.

With the signboard and a folding podza, Shen Hao returned to the trail behind the antique street.

The middle-aged Taoist who looked at Shen Hao was no longer there, so Shen Hao casually found an open space and put the signboard on the ground, and then sat behind the signboard like other gods and waited for business to come to the door.

Shen Hao is not worried about not having a business, he has absolute confidence in his ability.

When the other gods saw a new colleague coming, they all looked at Shen Hao curiously, neither driving him away nor preparing to get to know him.

However, most of the gods looked at Shen Hao with disdain in their eyes, not worried that Shen Hao would steal their business at all.

After all, Shen Hao is too young, he is not an old Jianghu at first glance, and there is nothing in front of him except a signboard, who will go to him for fortune telling?

Time passed in a hurry, a morning passed, I have to say that these gods are still quite good at finding a place, there are many pedestrians passing by on this path, most of them are people from the antique street.

Many people will stop to make a fortune when passing by here, not asking for accuracy, just for fun.

However, no one had ever stopped in front of Shen Hao's stall, and those passers-by just glanced at Shen Hao and shook their heads, no one was ready to tell his fortune at all.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the other gods when they looked at Shen Hao were even more disdainful.

Some of the gods began to close their stalls and prepare to find a place to eat, Shen Hao hesitated for a moment and did not get up, and continued to sit, he couldn't be hungry if he didn't eat a lunch.

Maybe it was because the god stick had walked a lot, but a plump woman finally stopped in front of Shen Hao's stall and looked at him: "Little brother, you can also tell fortunes?"