There was a dull look on his face.

But the fat man was gritting his teeth in his heart.

Stinky boy! Let me wait for you, Fatty! I have to stink up your stall today!

How dare you tease me!

The fat man thought about it secretly and narrowed his eyes.

"Then you calculate it for me, fat man, how will my marriage be?"

The fat man said with a look of disbelief and ill intentions.

He didn't believe that the little kid in front of him could figure out anything!

If you really figure it out!

That... that's just luck!

It’s impossible to figure it out!

The fat man thought confidently in his heart.

"Okay..." The little magician smiled, and then said: "It's a small business, no credit, pay first, and do the work later!"

Then he stretched out a small hand and spread it in front of the fat man.

"Five hundred taels of gold, guest, do you want cash or cash?"

The little magic stick said with a smile.

"..."

The corners of the fat man's mouth twitched slightly.

That’s five hundred taels of gold!

Fat Master, if I had five hundred taels of gold, would I still be here messing around with you?

Let’s not talk about Fat Master, do I have five hundred taels of gold? Even if I do, I can’t get it out!

Have you ever seen any idiot shopping with five hundred taels of gold in his pocket?

"...I owe it first..."

The fat man twitched the corner of his mouth and said viciously.

Today I am going to let this little brat lose his reputation in Dadong City and make it impossible for him to survive anymore!

When the people watching on the side heard the price, their faces darkened.

"Huh? Five hundred taels of gold? Is this kid crazy about money?"

"It's absolutely true! How can you be so deceptive! It's just like robbing money!"

"Okay, okay, there's nothing to see, you two idiots!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

Everyone pouted, and most of them waved their hands and left.

There were only three or four people standing there, seemingly having nothing to do.

"Sorry, it's a small business and we don't accept credit."

The little magic stick shrugged and said helplessly.

This is not a trick played by a fake Taoist priest or an expert!

This is a genuine fortune telling!

The kind that wants to reveal secrets!

You will be punished by God!

Calculating it once by yourself will be a great loss of longevity and vitality!

It’s not too much to accept five hundred taels of gold!

There are also the ancestral rules of his lineage.

The little magic stick actually wanted to lower the price, after all, he could hardly afford to eat, but his late master wouldn't allow it!

By the way, the master probably didn’t die after running out of life...

The little magic stick doubted whether his master had starved to death.

However, only he knows this secret.

"You are still a hammer! I don't count it anymore!"

Seeing that the little magician looked like there was no room for discussion, the fat man looked angry and decided to stop playing!

As he said that, he turned around and left here.

"Alas! Don't go!"

The little magician was a little anxious, this fat man looked like he was being wronged... he was so generous, so he couldn't let him go!

Otherwise, you will really have to drink the northwest wind!

“I can actually offer other services here, and the charges are not expensive!”

The little magic stick grabbed the fat man and said seriously.

The fat man was a little suspicious when he heard this: "What else can it count?"

The little magic stick looked around and found that all the onlookers were gone, so he leaned over and whispered a few words.

"I can calculate the length of which one of you..."

The little magic stick said mysteriously.

Indeed, he can accurately calculate the length, but...

The fat man was petrified when he heard this.

Then the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"roll!!!"

The fat man's eyes were red, he roared angrily and left angrily.

"Ahem, don't go!"

“No need to pay first this time!”

"Let me do the math for you first!"

"Half an inch!"

"See if my calculation is accurate!"

The little magic stick yelled several times anxiously, and even directly gave the answer.

The fat man paused slightly when he heard this, his face turned darker, then he straightened his back and left without looking back.

The little magic stick was a little disappointed.

He slowly sat on the ground, a look of helplessness on his face.

'Damn it! Why does Tianji Sect have such disgusting rules...'

'Am I going to starve to death...'

The little magic stick touched his growling stomach and thought a little depressed.

He is inherited from a single lineage of Tianji Sect.

This sect is very strong and powerful!

Well...actually, he is just a fortune teller! However, people who are successful in the practice of Tianji Shu can not only deduce fate, but even change fate to a certain extent!

destiny!

What an unpredictable and awe-inspiring word!

But you have to pay for what you get, and the price of fate's backlash is extremely powerful.

It is said that the ancestors of their sect were cursed because they reversed the fate of heaven.

emmm... The specific effect of the curse is also very clear to the little magic stick.

The disciples of the Tianji Sect must pay twice as much for fortune-telling for others, starting from five hundred taels of gold! Otherwise, they will become short-lived ghosts!

This... is the backlash of fate!

"It's all because I was ignorant at the beginning and was deceived into such a weird sect!"

“I can’t even afford to eat now!”

The little magician couldn't help but complain.

"Woof!"
To be continued...