Chapter 43: Misfortune Comes from the Mouth

Wan Jin shouldered the dragon and subdued the tiger sword and left Wudang Mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info He still makes a living by telling fortunes and wandering on foot. Along the way, he was worried and worried. His ambition to return to Wangcheng to seek justice for Song Yu made him not think that the current society is a society governed by the rule of law, even if his martial arts are world-famous, what can he do? The higher the kung fu, the less you can be reckless, as soon as you make a move, you will hurt people, and you may break the law if you make a move; One shot may result in murder, and one shot may harm goodness.

The hair has grown again, and Wan Jin has no intention of becoming bald again. It's impossible to become a monk, Hongchen can't forget it, so let's step into Hongchen again. Wandering is not a way to survive after all, and the rivers and lakes are just the world in the book. A manly man should be the breadwinner of his family. I am a farmer, with both old fathers and mothers, and a newlywed wife who has not yet completed a house, how can I leave them to be out and about? No, must go back! Even if the village chief plots to kill him again, he must go back and face it, and what should be solved will be solved sooner or later.

But if you return to your hometown like this, don't you care about Song Yu? Is Song Yu still alive now? Do you want her blood to be shed in vain? Is she still alive?

Song Yu must be found first!

After making up his mind, Wan Jin saved up for the journey.

On this day, he came to a mining bazaar.

"Count the hexagram, count the hexagram, count the hexagram with eight characters in palmistry, count one hexagram and five yuan." Wanjin actually sold it.

There was a very beautiful lady in the crowd, and there were eight bodyguards in front of her, left and right. She is neither an important government official, nor a big businessman in Hong Kong and Macao, but the daughter of a coal boss on the rich side, although she is married, she is open-minded, and often leaves her college student husband to hunt for foreign objects outside the home, which is the eight bodyguards around him, and is also his private plaything. When she saw that the fortune teller sitting under the weeping willow was a handsome young man, she couldn't help but itch in her heart, so why not laugh at him.

"Sir, you can do the math for me. If it's right, I'll give you Wu Bai, and if it's not right, you have to promise me one thing. The young lady walked up to Wan Jin and said coquettishly.

Wan Jin saw the eight big men who followed him, and thought to himself that the one who came was not good, but he couldn't let the trouble come out of his mouth!

"This eldest sister, one life, two luck and three feng shui, fate is destined, but luck can change lives. When people are lucky, life is like an ant, it can't stop the wealthy; When a person is unlucky, even if it is a tiger, he can die by drinking a sip of cold water. So if I'm a little worse, please ask the nobles to do a lot of Haihan! Wan Jin said cautiously.

"That's not good, you dare to come out to tell your fortune in two clicks? Forget it! No, I won't kill you. That's right, you're taking advantage of it; No, you're taking advantage of it. Why not? Let's do the math, just look at Miss Ben's palmistry. ā€

The young lady stood and handed her hand in front of Wan Jin, her expression disapproving.

"Miss's hands are full, ruddy in color, high and low, undulating and tangible, belonging to the palmistry of wealth and blessing. She lives a rich life, and she is a rich wife. And there is a mansion pattern under the ring finger of the young lady, and those who have this pattern will make a million. Wan Jin thought to himself, a fool can see that you are a very rich woman, and you still need to tell fortunes?

"Well, that's right. You say I'm just a millionaire, but it's a fraction of a millimeter. It's not very accurate. I think you can come with me, and you don't have to set up a stall to earn a few pocket money. As long as you can make Miss Ben happy, you want anything. The young lady said condescendingly.

To say that Wan Jin really has never seen the world, although he has been in the hotel, but only as a security guard for a few months, the openness of the world's people, the hotel is just a corner of the scene. The ways and means of rich people to have fun are beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and they will not believe even hearsay. Wan Jin wondered if he should be allowed to engage in entertainment work such as singing and dancing.

"Thank you, Miss. But I can't sing and dance, and I can't do cross talk sketches, how can I make you happy. Thank you, Miss, for your kindness. It doesn't matter if you give the money or not, forget it. Wan Jin smiled.

"Hehe, this hexagram mouth is really not in vain, a set of sets will make Miss happy." One of the bodyguards said, "I said that you can forget all the hexagrams, you don't understand what Miss said, do you?" You're not pretending to be stupid, are you? Miss means to tell you to go back and serve, as long as you are happy, then you will be lucky, what kind of hexagram! Can you calculate your fortune and peach blossom luck today? It's still a hexagram, don't go quickly! ā€

Now Wanjin really understood. He has a beloved wife at home, how can he do such a shameless thing! The seven-foot body of the eldest husband, even if he was born in this open autumn, he definitely can't do such a shameless thing!

"I'm sorry, I really can't accept your kindness, you better find another capable person." Wan Jin refused.

When the young lady heard this, she looked ashamed and her eyes were slightly angry. Signal your subordinates to give a little color to the fortune teller to see it and save face.

A bodyguard raised his right hand and slapped Wan Jin's left cheek, and then returned with the back of his hand to slap Wan Jin's right cheek.

Wanjin clenched his fists and endured again and again.

"What, not convinced? It's you who don't have fun yourself, you want to be beaten. Have you been beaten up to this day? A bodyguard teased.

"Smack!" The young lady was so angry that she also gave Wanjin a slap.

"You...?" Ten thousand golden eyes are full of gold stars. The young lady said triumphantly: "What, if you don't make me happy, then can't you let Miss Ben make you happy?" How does it taste? Thank you, thank me, why not? ā€

Wan Jin finally endured. Forget it, just endure everything. Don't plant any more bane on yourself, you've had enough of that suffering. Get out of here. Wan Jin was about to leave, and he didn't want them to let go, but a few people came over and punched and kicked, and said something in his mouth, "What, you want to slip away?" No way! ā€

I can't take it anymore! Impulsiveness is the devil, but the devil can't be shut down anymore.

Wan Jin stretched out his arms and only turned in a large circle, and the eight people were swept to the ground one after another. They didn't believe that a fortune teller could do martial arts, so they got up again and pounced on Wan Jin together, unleashing their respective skills, and the crow pecked at them.

Tai Chi Shengong, not at this time, but when!

Wan Jin swirled like a whirlwind, and the autumn wind swept away the leaves, and in just one minute, it beat them all over the ground and begged for mercy.