Chapter 454 Fortune-Telling Slap in the Face 1

fortune telling! ?

The sudden wave of rhythm caught everyone by surprise.

What kind of metaphysics is this?

You must know that Feng Shui is based on ancient times and has been studied by everyone since ancient times. It is indeed a profound and recognized knowledge.

It's just... this fortune-telling?

This is too much nonsense, right?

The expressions of the group changed, but considering that she has such a level in Feng Shui, it is not easy to directly deny her.

At this moment, Rosie has already planted a seed in everyone's hearts. As long as Tang Yaoyao fails in her fortune-telling, this seed will definitely take root and germinate.

At that time, where did the Feng Shui master come from? Obviously a liar with a little feng shui?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help being excited.

Looking at Xu Qiusheng, a respected elder in Fengshui, he smiled and said, "Master Xu, do you have any opinion on fortune-telling?"

Xu Qiusheng frowned. He asked Tang Yaoyao two questions in succession just now and got a satisfactory explanation. Judging from experience, she does have real talents and knowledge.

If she uses this knowledge to bluff and deceive, it will be a disgrace to the Feng Shui community.

Thinking of this, I have to ask: "Master Tang, is what Miss Luo said true?"

Holding a teacup, Tang Yaoyao smiled lightly, politely and elegantly, and said slowly, "I'm really not here to find a cemetery for Mr. Huo."

After saying that, the old man's complexion suddenly changed, as if looking at her felt that his eyes were dirty.

Everyone was shocked, and the audience was in an uproar.

"Why does a good Feng Shui master want to be a magic stick?"

"She's tarnishing our feng shui."

"I really regarded her as a master, but I didn't expect that there is something wrong with her character."

"Fortune-telling is a lie, no one will believe it, but if you use your status as a Fengshui master, I'm afraid, a group of brainless people will believe it."

Tang Yaoyao listened to all these broken words, but remained calm, the smile on the corner of her mouth kept the original inscrutable, her fox eyes slightly narrowed, and the light in her eyes moved slightly.

Luo Xi sneered in her heart, thinking that Tang Yaoyao looked calm, but in fact she was already in great torment, right?

Thinking of this, her smile became more dignified and generous, she lightly pursed her lips, and urged politely: "I don't know how Miss Tang plans to tell my uncle's fortune?"

"Miss Luo believes that I can tell fortunes so much, is it my fan?"

This sentence contains too many meanings.

She might not be able to tell fortunes, Rosie just made it up.

But it may also be that Rosie has been targeting her by name.

Huo Yu frowned, and immediately understood the meaning. He glanced at Rosie. She was indeed not the same as before.

The banquet was a success, and he didn't want to be disturbed by Rosie, so he said: "Since Miss Tang can tell fortunes, Mrs. Huo is willing to let Miss Tang count."

Huo Yu didn't think fortune-telling was a lie. Perhaps he would have thought so before he became obsessed with Feng Shui. After all, at that time, he even thought Feng Shui was ridiculous.

The past is different from the past, I have experienced all this, but I believe it.

Rosie's expression was gloomy and cold, and she already felt happy in her heart.

She had to keep her eyes wide open to see how Tang Yaoyao made a fool of herself and ruined her reputation.

"Mr. Huo, how can others still make irresponsible remarks about your identity? These fortune tellers can only say good things. Compared with fortune telling, it is better to discuss Feng Shui more."

Suddenly, a middle-aged man stopped him, his eyes full of disgust.

"Yeah, fortune tellers are magic sticks, they can only deceive people."

Tang Yaoyao didn't seem to have heard everyone say that about her.

Suddenly, the phone rang, it was the sound of WeChat.

She took out her mobile phone, twirled it with her fingertips, and then clicked on WeChat, which was full of text messages from Su Mei.

"Beauty, you are on the trending search! You are on the trending search!"

"My God, you're actually a Feng Shui master!"

"When you come back, help me see where my house should be built."

"It's so fucking shocking, the whole internet is begging you to read Feng Shui."

"Oh my god, are you going to tell your fortune? Are you going to tell your fortune? Me and the hundreds of thousands of cuties in the live broadcast room are waiting."

"Forget it! It's fate! It's good for them to be dumbfounded."

It seemed that no matter how many messages she sent, she couldn't explain the excitement in Su Mei's heart. She never expected that Brother Yao was still a master of Fengshui.

If her unique fortune-telling skills can be recognized by netizens, she will definitely become popular in the entertainment circle! ! !

Tang Yaoyao turned off the phone.

You can't disappoint hundreds of thousands of viewers.

She bent her lips lazily into a smile, looked at the middle-aged man who denied her at last, leaned back, closed her eyes, and opened them again, the fox's eyes had an irresistible charm.

She lowered her voice, giving off a sense of mystery, pursed her lips and said: "Zhang Jian, thirty-eight years old, his wife is the same age as you, calculate the time, the due date has passed, and there are signs of dystocia, as long as you get through it, The child will be blessed, according to luck, it will be a boy."

Zhang Jian had a child with great difficulty. After three months, the child went to the relationship for an examination, and it was confirmed that it was a boy.

Suddenly he said that he was going to have a difficult delivery, and he became angry: "I said you are a magic stick, you are a magic stick, curse others to get money, next moment, do you want to talk about the way to resolve it?"

It is not believed yet.

Tang Yaoyao was not angry either, her pupils were a little darker, and she said word by word: "Having a child is a woman's life, whether it can be solved or not."

This answer made Zhang Jian suddenly panic.

No money, no understanding.

Could it be...

Suddenly, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated, and he answered the call in a hurry: "Mom, what's wrong?"

On the other side of the phone, his mother said anxiously: "Zhang Jian, come back quickly. Xiuying suddenly bled a lot. Your father and I sent her to the hospital. You come directly to the hospital, hurry up!"

"I, I, I'll be right back." Zhang Jian's face was pale, his expression was no longer angry, only restlessness and uneasiness remained.

After hanging up the phone, the way he looked at Tang Yaoyao suddenly changed, and tears welled up in his eyes: "Master, master, help me. Since you are a fortune teller, you can definitely solve the disaster of my wife and children."

"This is a dystocia. The newborn represents hope. If you are destined to be with the two of you, you will be safe. You beg me to resolve it. Why don't you rush to the hospital to accompany your wife? Maybe you will be able to overcome the difficulties by sincerely touching Guanyin."

"thanks, thanks."

Zhang Jian wiped his tears and left in a hurry.

He walked for about ten seconds, and the audience was silent.

Everyone saw the change in her eyes, they were unbelievable and excited.

Rosie looked at her in shock, her lips moved and trembling: "How is this possible? Maybe it's just a coincidence?"

Thinking of this, she forced herself to calm down and showed a pale smile: "Since Miss Tang is so powerful, can I do it again?"