Chapter 147 The Stall Was Smashed

After the aunt left, Ling Chu was leaning against the wall and falling asleep when he suddenly heard someone shouting "Xiangu."

Ling Chu opened his eyes and saw an uncle standing in front of the stall.

What surprised her was that this uncle had a sense of filial piety.

"But you want fortune telling?" Ling Chu saw him looking at her with a complicated expression, but he didn't speak, so she had to break the silence first.

The uncle still looked hesitant to speak. Ling Chu frowned and said, "There is only one hexagram left today. Each hexagram is worth a hundred coins, no two prices."

The uncle didn't speak. Ling Chu didn't know what he was struggling with, so he simply closed his eyes to rest.

Now the uncle finally spoke, "Xiangu, did my brother come to you for fortune telling a few days ago?"

Seeing Ling Chu's confused expression, the uncle hurriedly said, "My name is Zhao Laifu...my brother is Zhao Laiguang."

Ling Chu rummaged through his mind and quickly remembered that Zhao Laiguang was the man with a lot of money but a weak life.

"Yes, he did have a fortune telling me."

Zhao Laifu's expression suddenly became complicated again, "Does Fairy Lady know that Zhao Laiguang is dead?"

Ling Chu frowned, "How did you die?"

The last time Zhao Laiguang came to her for fortune-telling, she didn't see that he was in danger of death, so he wouldn't die so suddenly.

Unless he didn't listen to her and forcibly kept the windfall.

Sure enough.

Zhao Laifu said, "A few days ago, he won a large sum of money in Changlefang, but he was found dead in a remote alley on the third night."

"Although his destiny is not to save money, it is expected that nothing will happen to him. Did he forcefully keep the money he won?"

Zhao Laifu shook his head, "I don't know either. A few days ago, Lai Guang once told me that he asked a Taoist nun in Yujie for a fortune-telling, saying that he had a fortune and was too weak to save money, but he didn't believe it. He also said that he would find another Taoist temple to ask for a talisman.

I tried to persuade him a few words and thought he had given up on the idea of ​​seeking amulets. But I just heard from my sister-in-law yesterday that a talisman was found on him. "

As Zhao Laifu spoke, he took out a yellow talisman from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Ling Chu.

Ling Chu could tell at a glance, "This is a wealth protection talisman. I once advised him that he has a weak destiny. If he keeps the windfall by force, he will die..."

Before Ling Chu finished speaking, an old lady suddenly rushed over, "Since you clearly know that my son will die, why did you give him this harmful talisman?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhao Laifu quickly turned his head and said, "Mom, why are you here?"

However, the old lady ignored him and swung the crutch in her hand toward Ling Chu's Gua Tan, "I'll beat you to death, you fake Taoist nun. You killed my son, you don't deserve to die..."

There were already people coming and going on Imperial Street, and the movement here immediately attracted a lot of people to watch.

Ling Chu frowned, seeing that the crutch had hit him in front of him, and was about to stop it with a small hammer, but Zhao Laifu had already taken the lead and stopped the old lady's crutch.

"Mom, stop it."

The old lady didn't expect that her son would stop her, and she was so angry that she cursed, "Son, you are so confused. Your brothers were killed by this fake Taoist nun. Why are you still protecting her if you don't seek revenge from her?"

Facing the old lady's indiscriminate curses, Zhao Laifu looked helpless and said, "Mom, what happened in Laiguang has nothing to do with this Taoist nun."

The more Zhao Laifu defended himself, the angrier the old lady became.

The crutch was grabbed by her son, and she couldn't snatch it back. She could only turn around and curse at Ling Chu, "You monster, my little son is fine, but you have already killed him, and you still don't give up. Now you are using magic to kill him." My eldest son is also obsessed with right and wrong, and I will fight with you."

The old lady cursed and bumped into Ling Chu.

Zhao Laifu was so frightened that he quickly threw away the crutch in his hand and rushed over to hug her.

"Mom, you wrongly blamed Fairy Girl. What happened in Guangzhou has nothing to do with Fairy Girl." Seeing that the old lady was still determined to seek revenge on Ling Chu, Zhao Laifu was angry and helpless, and his tone couldn't help but get louder.

Now the old lady was even more annoyed. She felt that the Taoist girl must have used sorcery, otherwise Zhao Laifu would not have ignored his brothers and his wife and insisted on protecting the evil Taoist.

The old lady was so angry that she scolded and beat Zhao Laifu hard, trying to wake him up so as not to continue to be confused by the evil way.

Zhao Laifu was already uneasy when he heard others pointing fingers at the Taoist nun. In addition, her mother's dirty words frightened him even more.

Afraid of Ling Chu's anger, Zhao Laifu blocked his mother behind him and turned to apologize to Ling Chu, "Please, Madam Xiangu, don't be as knowledgeable as my mother."

"Since my brother's violent death, my mother has been so shocked that she has become delirious. What she said cannot be taken seriously, so please don't take it to heart.

I will take her back now and come back to apologize to the fairy aunt another day. "

Unlike his mother, Zhao Laifu dared to make a fuss with the Taoist girl in the street. He knew that those who possessed mystical skills had abilities that ordinary people could not describe.

If they are offended, there are many ways to make ordinary people like them lose their lives.

Zhao Laifu was afraid of what Ling Chu would do to him and the old lady, so he couldn't wait to drag his mother back.

However, Ling Chu stood up and stopped the two of them, "Wait a minute, the matter hasn't been explained clearly yet, you can't just leave like this."

Although Zhao Laifu was quite sensible, people who didn't know about the old lady's commotion thought she was responsible for Zhao Laiguang's death.

If she didn't make things clear in public, but let them leave like this, wouldn't the name of the demon Taoist be pinned on her head forever.

Who would dare to come to her for fortune telling in the future!

This would not only ruin her reputation and cut off her financial resources, but more importantly, it would cost her life.

Without merit, she would not be able to live on.

"Fairy, Fairy, my mother is old and confused. My death has nothing to do with you. Please don't bother with her..."

After Zhao Laiguang died, he was reluctant to leave his family. When he knew that the old lady came to find Ling Chu, he followed her out of curiosity.

But he didn't expect his mother to come to make trouble. Seeing Ling Chu stopped his brother and mother with a cold face, he thought she was going to deal with them.

He was so scared that he knelt down and kowtowed to Ling Chu to apologize.

But Ling Chu didn't even look at him.

If this idiot hadn't refused to listen to her advice, there wouldn't have been all these messes. She almost couldn't help but whip him with a bodhi whip.

Ling Chu walked up to Zhao Laifu and his mother with a gloomy face, raised his voice and said, "Old lady, your son is gone, I can understand your grief. But your son's death has nothing to do with me..."

The old lady didn't want to listen to Ling Chu's explanation at all, staring at her with hatred, "Don't try to quibble, my son was killed by you, the demon. He was fine, but he got into trouble after he asked you to tell his fortune."

Ling Chu was repeatedly scolded as a demon by the old lady, and no matter how good her temper was, she was annoyed.

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