"Donor, are your surname Huang?"

"Oh, Master Zhong, how did you guess this?"

"This... is a long story. I look at the donor's pulse, which contains purple qi. This is the emperor's subordinate minister. In this generation in Guangdong, we will trace it backwards. Only the descendants of Huanglongshi, the subordinate official of Fuxi, have this aspect, and then Huanglongshi simplified it to Huangshi..."

"So, is our ancestor still a high-ranking official?"

"That's true. In addition, I also observed that the donor's heaven is full..."

Zhong Tianxing saw the second guest away and stood up amid applause. Mr. Demon let out a "swish" sound from his teeth helplessly and said softly:

"Another one who can use thermal reading."

Liu Yanshi looked a little uneasy:

"If everyone in the towns present had to memorize the information from everyone, we would suffer a lot next?"

"That's impossible." Mr. Demon frowned:

"Although Hejia Town has a small population, there are at least nearly 10,000 people. It is not impossible to remember the information of so many people, but it has taken more than a month to collect information."

As he was talking, Zhong Tianxing was about to come and mocked:

"Why can't I pay it back? Are you scared?"

The Demon Mr. Grim said nothing, and grinned at him without a smile, shook his sleeves and walked towards the field:

"Next."

Another woman came forward. Liu Yan looked at her, and her heart skipped a beat. She shook her head without any trace of the Demon's light. The Demon's brow frowned slightly, then quickly adjusted her expression, turned into a calm smile, walked forward in person, and pulled the chair in front of the woman.

"Auntie, please sit down."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." The woman sat down with some fear and fear, glanced at Lan Silin with some uneasy eyes, and unconsciously hugged the bag in her arms with both hands. After sitting down, she pursed her lips and raised her head and whispered:

"Master, I want to invite you..."

"Shh--"

Before he finished speaking, Lan Silin stretched out her index finger and hung it on her lips to interrupt her, with a bit of solemn expression in her eyes, and her right hand stretched back:

"Junior sister, come with a palm fan."

Liu Yanshi was stunned for a moment, hurriedly ran to the backstage, and handed the tattered palm-leaf fan to Lan Silin. Lan Silin held the palm-leaf fan, smiled at the woman, and said, "Don't be impatient," and began to circle around her slowly.

The woman was so scared by Lan Silin's inexplicable behavior that she was quite nervous, but she didn't dare to speak. She had to sit upright and keep following him. She could vaguely hear words like "Taishang Laojun" and "urgent as the law."

Lan Silin was constantly patting her chest with a palm fan while she was circled around her. While everyone was attracted by the palm fan, she thought that Taoist Lan was using some Taoist magic. Her eyes kept wandering around the woman's body and her brain started to run wildly.

Suddenly, the broken palm fan slapped the table suddenly, and the sound was as loud as a canopy, which scared the woman. Lan Silin suddenly came to her and said seriously:

"You have something to worry about, auntie."

The woman took a light breath, lowered her head, a little depressed, and said in a thin voice like a mosquito:

“Yes…yes.”

"This may be related to the man, but this person is not your husband, aunt, because I think you have a yellow flower on you, so you shouldn't be married this year, right?"

The woman looked up, her eyes full of surprise. After being told through her worries, her expression was depressed again.

"yes……"

Lan Silin waved the palm-leaf fan again, took a deep breath, and asked:

"Let me ask a slightly outspoken question: Are you in love with that man?"

"yes……"

“How long have we known each other?”

"It's almost three years..."

Lan Silin nodded slightly, stretched out her right hand and calculated, and her eyelashes trembled slightly when she closed her eyes. She seemed to have some fixed number in her heart, and asked again:

"I guess, auntie, you are not looking for me for fortune telling, right?"

The woman nodded slightly nervously:

"I'm here... to ask for peace."

Lan Silin suddenly laughed and said:

"I'm afraid the peace you ask for is not for yourself, right?"

The woman took a breath again and raised her head:

"How did you...how did you know?"

Lan Silin smiled confidently and said gently:

"I saw you, my aunt, and I had already noticed a vicious aura. After I looked carefully, I realized that it was not evil aura, but extremely sharp energy, and this aura did not come from you."

He turned around and paced:

"In today's world, only the only soldiers and soldiers who can have such a sharp atmosphere are Ke Ge and respectable. So I think your sweetheart is a soldier, right?"

Hearing this, the woman's eyes turned red in an instant and she whispered: "Yes."

"Have you been in contact before, but that person has lost his news recently?"

The woman said "Yes" again in a crying voice.

Lan Silin shook her head gently and sighed: "After all, she is a hero guarding the frontier."

The woman covered her mouth and nose in dismay and whimpered:

"How did you know..."

Lan Silin chuckled softly and stopped explaining:

"Auntie, I'll help you ask for a peace talisman."

After that, Mr. Demon carefully took out a piece of yellow paper and wrote a few words on it. The woman put it away from him with great value and thanked him over and over again. Then she left the temple with satisfaction. Liu Yanshi accompanied Mr. Demon and walked back, and couldn't help but breathe softly and said softly:

"I'm sweating for you!"

She covered her mouth and laughed secretly twice, looked around, then looked at Lan Silin, smiling:

"It seems that the Buddha's feet you hugged last night was still useful."

"It's just that this big Buddha's feet are a little smelly." Mr. Demon curled his lips disapprovingly.

It turned out that for today's battle, Mr. Demon specially regarded Liu Yan as an intermediary last night and communicated with his master's personality, Mon Oil Bottle. The main content was to ask Mon Oil Bottle to urgently list a quick secret of detailed reasoning so that he could deal with occasions where he could not use the hot reading technique. Although he was reluctant in his heart, Mon Oil Bottle still had to be a people's teacher.

"Fortunately, the reasoning is not difficult this time." Mr. Demon sighed:

"When I walked around her, I noticed that there were no rings on her ring fingers on her left and right hands, and there were no traces of wearing them. She was almost thirty years old, and it was rare in townships and areas. So I felt that her purpose for coming here was related to men... When I continued to ask, I slowly thought that if I lived in another place and did not go home for three consecutive years, I had to ask for a safe talisman. It was very likely that it was a high-risk job, but no matter how dangerous the work was, there would still be annual leave, except for border soldiers..."

Liu Yanxi blinked: "Anyway, when you were fooling you, I was stunned and stunned. You must have been exposed."

Zhong Tianxing also welcomed the next fortune teller at this time. Mr. Demon looked at it for a while, his eyes lit up, and he whispered:

"He didn't use hot reading for this time."

Liu Yanshi was stunned for a moment, turned to observe the fortune telling scene over there. Sure enough, this time, Master Zhong no longer calculated the full name of the grandmother as he had just done. Instead, he used various specious topics to induce it in a gentle but slow tone. After watching it for a longer time, Mr. Demon frowned slightly and vaguely realized some clues.

"Just take a deep breath, donor, don't be nervous, just hand me your hand..."

"good……"

"Can you see my eyes?"

"Can……"

"You already have children and grandchildren, right?"

“There is…a grandson…”

Liu Yanshi took a light breath, pulled the Demon Mr., and said with a serious expression in his ear:

"It's hypnosis! He is using hypnosis!"

After Liu Yanshi mentioned this, the strange feeling in the Demon's heart was immediately explained. This familiar scene was just like the scene after Liu Yanshi was planning to hypnotize the oil bottle and took out the eight mirrors...

He shook his head gently and said sarcastically:

"I am really a top student abroad. The foreign things are so smooth that Chinese wizards have become international."

After the fortune telling ended, Zhong Tianxing stood up again with cheers and threw a cold and contemptuous look at Mr. Demon from afar. Mr. Demon walked forward and passed by him, and sighed softly:

"There are indeed two tricks for those who can fool the entire town at the same time. With this hypnosis technique, he is afraid he will be invincible..."

Liu Yan was worried and asked:

"Then do we have plan B?"

"Yes." Mr. Demon showed his heartless smile like a sign:

“Adapt to the point.”

Time passed by little by little. In a blink of an eye, Zuo Cai and Zhong Tianxing had each completed their fortune telling to the 30th guest. What is amazing is that these two people's "fortune telling" so far have all been hit every time:

Zhong Tianxing is a top student with a very high IQ. His memory is just as good as that of Mr. Demon. He can perfectly analyze all the behavioral habits of the person whenever he knows the information of the guest. Whenever he meets a guest whom he has not yet understood, the profound subconscious hypnosis method has become a powerful weapon that can be defeated.
To be continued...