Chapter 336: Master of Divination

Fang Yu kept walking forward, and Tang Xiaorou followed him closely.

"Fang Yu, that just now...wasn't it really a ghost?" Tang Xiaorou asked with lingering fear.

"No." Fang Yu glanced at Tang Xiaorou and said.

"But why couldn't the waiter see him before?" Tang Xiaorou asked.

"Didn't he say just now? He used the invisibility technique." Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said.

Tang Xiaorou nodded as if she understood, and walked for a while. Suddenly, she thought of something and looked up and asked: "Fang Yu, did you see this man from the beginning?"

"Yes." Fang Yu replied.

"Then you...you just wanted to see me make a fool of myself!" After Tang Xiaorou figured it out, she gritted her teeth in anger.

Recalling the scene of being frightened and shaking all over, hugging Fang Yu and crying bitterly, Tang Xiaorou felt ashamed, and her face was as red as an apple.

Fang Yu was not in a hurry to go back to the apartment after eating, and was ready to take a walk.

Tang Xiaorou walked beside Fang Yu.

The two walked at a leisurely pace, especially Tang Xiaorou, who was still in a state of shame and anger at this time. She lowered her head slightly and her face flushed.

In the eyes of passers-by, this was a young couple who had just fallen in love and was immature.

After a long while, Tang Xiaorou finally got rid of the shame in her heart.

She raised her head, glanced at Fang Yu beside her, and asked in a low voice: "Fang Yu, if you don't go to college, what do you want to do?"

Hearing this question, Fang Yu glanced at Tang Xiaorou and said: "I have a lot of things to do."

"How can you have a lot of things to do at your age? Learning is the first priority!" Tang Xiaorou said seriously.

Learning?

Fang Yu learned all the knowledge he could learn thousands of years ago. Now these high school and college knowledge are as boring to him as children's books.

After walking for a while, Fang Yu looked at Tang Xiaorou and said, "I'm going home, don't follow me."

"Who followed you!" Tang Xiaorou snorted and said, "I just sent a text message to my brother to pick me up. He should be here soon."

Not long after Tang Xiaorou finished speaking, a black Mercedes-Benz car stopped on the side of the road.

Tang Feng got out of the driver's seat and saw Fang Yu and hurried forward.

"Hello, Doctor Fang." Tang Feng said respectfully.

Fang Yu nodded and said nothing.

Tang Feng looked at Tang Xiaorou and found that Tang Xiaorou's eyes were slightly red and swollen, and she seemed to have cried.

"Xiaorou, what's wrong with you?" Tang Feng asked in confusion.

"She just encountered a ghost and was scared to tears. If you saw that scene..." Fang Yu smiled.

"Fang Yu!" Tang Xiaorou stamped her feet in anger and her face flushed.

"I'm leaving. See you when you have time." Fang Yu waved his hand and turned away.

"Doctor Fang, do you want to come to our house for a visit? It's not far from here..." Tang Feng shouted behind him.

"Next time." Fang Yu said without turning his head.

Fang Yu's back slowly walked out of sight.

Tang Feng turned his head to look at Tang Xiaorou, and asked with concern: "Xiaorou, Doctor Fang said you just met..."

"No, no! Don't listen to his nonsense!" Tang Xiaorou was embarrassed and annoyed, stamped her feet fiercely, and walked towards the car.

Tang Feng looked at his sister blankly, not knowing why.

Fang Yu did not return to the apartment directly, but continued to walk slowly on the street.

He was thinking about the information he got from Liang Wanhao's memory.

The Saint of the Wushen Cult, carrying out a very important mission...

If Fang Yu's speculation is correct, the Saint of the Wushen Cult's very important mission is aimed at him.

However, Fang Yu is very curious about what the other party wants to do to him.

But Fang Yu does not need to be anxious, let alone take the initiative.

Because the other party will definitely come to the door again.

By then, Fang Yu will know everything about the Wushen Cult.

Fang Yu walked slowly forward and passed by a bar.

It was around 2pm, and most bars were closed.

But this bar was different. Although it was noon, the bar was already open, and there were still many customers. There were many expensive luxury cars and some modified super motorcycles parked at the door.

Fang Yu stopped at the door of the bar and walked into the bar.

It was not because he wanted to drink, but because there was a strange breath inside the bar.

This breath was like the breath of a monk, but not completely.

At the same time, this breath had a great fluctuation, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

Fang Yu walked into the bar.

Once inside, you can feel a completely different atmosphere.

Although the sun was strong outside, the inside of the bar was dim.

The bar was very large, with a brightly lit dance floor in the center, and various booths were located next to the dance floor.

But at this time, there were very few guests in the booths.

Almost all the guests were on the dance floor, but they were not dancing. Instead, they gathered together and watched something.

Fang Yu stood there and released his spiritual sense a little. He saw that among the dozens of guests, there was a middle-aged woman wearing a light blue robe and her hair wrapped in black cloth, with only her face exposed.

The strange breath was not emitted by this woman, but what this woman did aroused Fang Yu's interest.

In front of this woman, there was a small table.

There were palm-sized cards on the table, and on the table of the guest opposite, there were three cards laid out flat.

There is a copper star pattern on the back of these cards, and the rest is pure black.

"Please pick one of these three cards at random." The woman said.

The guest hesitated for a while and picked up the middle card.

The woman reached out to take the card, took a look, and then turned it over and showed the content of the card to the guest in front of her.

The content of the card is a portrait of a warrior holding a shield and a sword.

And below the portrait is a strange symbol.

"Master, you don't need to show me the content of the card. Anyway, I can't understand it. Just tell me the result directly. Will this business I am going to discuss recently be successful?" The guest asked impatiently.

The woman called the master covered the cards on the table and then stared straight at the guest's face.

After a moment, she slowly said, "There will be some difficulties in the middle, but as long as we do it according to the original idea, this deal can be successfully negotiated."

"Great, thank you Master for your guidance!"

The guest stood up ecstatically, took out several stacks of banknotes from the briefcase he carried with him, and put them on the table.

"Master, this is your reward, please accept it!" said the guest.

The woman nodded slightly, without saying anything, and waved her hand forward gently, and the stacks of banknotes on the table disappeared.

Such a magical skill made the onlookers exclaim.

"Master, help me take a look, I want to test love!"

"I came first! I want to test my fortune! I'm about to buy a stock recently..."

"Get out of the way, let me go first!"

The situation was a bit chaotic, and the onlookers scrambled to tell fortunes.

At this time, on the VIP booth on the second floor of the bar, a hot and charming woman looked expressionlessly at the crazy people in the dance floor below.

A man in a suit stood beside her and asked softly, "Master, since the appearance of this so-called master, the purpose of the guests who come to our bar has changed... not to drink, but to predict the future... Is this not good for our bar?"

The woman glanced at the man next to her.

The woman's eyes were particularly attractive because of the eyeliner.

Even the man who had worked for the woman for many years couldn't help swallowing his saliva at this time.

What a natural beauty...

The woman opened her red lips slightly and said in a magnetic voice: "Sixty percent of this master's daily income is ours, otherwise why do you think I would keep her here?"

"Sixty percent? Such a high proportion, this master is willing..." The man was stunned and said.

"Yes, she agreed quite readily, so much so that I regretted asking for less." The woman smiled charmingly and said.

"Then...how much is sixty percent of her daily income?" the man asked.

"It depends on her mood. Sometimes she can help dozens of people with divination in a day, but sometimes, she only helps a few people... However, the reason why I keep her here is that the income is naturally considerable. She has been in our branch for less than ten days and has brought us more than two million in revenue. This is pure income, without any cost." The woman smiled.