MTL - Okay, I Can’t Eat This-Chapter 78

Xie Chi didn't speak, and pretended to stand there coldly.

A few villagers look at me, I look at you, and their eyes are full of doubts, because... they really look like liars!

Meng Shu's expression turned cold, and then he said: "Heh, my master is a high-level expert, he just came back from conquering spirits in the mountains, and when he passed by you, he found something strange here, so he came to see it specially, I usually want to ask my master to do the same. thing, at least this number."

He raised five fingers, and the villagers suddenly took a breath of cold air. One of them said tremblingly, "Five... five thousand?"

Meng Shu: …

"Five million!"

He originally wanted to blow the bull up a little higher. After all, 500,000 sounds really unpretentious, but after looking at this group of people, he felt that he might be unbelievable.

"!" The villagers all widened their eyes, the hoes in their hands were trembling slightly, and one of them couldn't help but said: "It's a lie!"

"Heh." Meng Shu's upper eyelids drooped, and the old **** said: "The eyelids are too shallow, and I'm afraid you don't believe some of the words, so let's go straight to the truth."

"The reason why we came here is because we feel the yin and qi around your village are rising! I'm afraid a lot of people have died in the past few days, right? And it's been a continuous death." Meng Shu said yinfully: "And it's still going on. "

Several people took a deep breath: "Yes... yes yes yes!"

"Wait! There's a lot of trouble in our village, and it's normal to hear about it. This doesn't prove that you are not liars." A slightly smarter boldly said, "You have something else to prove. Is it?"

"Master, what do you think?" Meng Shu looked at Xie Chi, and Xie Chi nodded expressionlessly, with a very high-level demeanor.

"Since my master has agreed, then we will make an exception to tell fortunes for you." Meng Shu cleared his throat and said, "Who will come first? Tell me what you want."

A few villagers, look at me, I look at you, pushing and yelling, pushed one of them out, the villager was a little short, dry and thin, and his eyes kept on Xie Chi: "I want to calculate marriage."

Although Meng Shu is best at feng shui, he is also good at face-to-face. He raised his eyelids and said, "Single, so far no match?"

"Your marriage line is very shallow. You used to have a marriage, but you cut it off yourself. You only have two marriages in your life, and the other one after the age of seventy."

At that time, the man was like a monkey, almost jumping up, and the people around him patted him on the shoulder frantically: "Dog Dan! Did you say that... that thing?"

"That's right! I remember someone told Goudan about a wife, right? Although it was a dead man who carried a doll, Goudan disliked his age and carried a male doll, so he didn't agree."

"Yes! That's what happened! It's true!"

Goudan's family used to have a little money, but he was defeated by himself. He was short and thin, and he had no family background. After that, he never found a partner.

Goudan was crying at the time: "No...isn't it? I really have to be 70 years old before I can find my wife?"

Someone comforted him: "This at least means you can live to 70."

"If you don't hit it, you can't force it." Meng Shu pretended to be a master: "Is there anyone else? Hurry up and don't waste my master's time."

"I'll come, I'll come!" Someone squeezed to the front, this time it was a middle-aged man with a stronger figure, who looked like he was in his 40s: "I want to do the math for my mother."

He just said these words, and Meng Shu said, "Your mother's illness won't get better in a short time, it's a catastrophe that she has to live through in her life. If not..."

"How do you know that my mother is ill!" The middle-aged man said in surprise, and the remaining villagers were also stunned: "Oh my god, what a god!"

"I only learned 30% of my master's ability, but this little thing can be calculated." Meng Shu waved: "Is there anyone else? With millions of minutes, how can I delay time with you here."

"Master! Master! Let me do the math first!"

"I also want to figure out when my wife will get pregnant!"

"I want to calculate how many litters our old sow can have."

They obviously already believed that Xie Chi was a master. The master's little apprentices have this kind of ability. How godlike is the master himself?

Meng Shu…

Meng Shu didn't want to count how many litters their old sow could have, and said with a dark face: "If it's not a big deal, I'll talk about it after my master has solved the problem in your village. If there are no accidents, I'll stay there again. One night, I can help you do the math."

As soon as he said this, several other people started cheering at that time. They surrounded Xie Chi and the three of them and walked to the village, each with a more excited expression.

Their battle was so big that other people in the village naturally saw it from a distance, some looked around curiously, and some asked directly: "Dog Dan, what's the matter with you?"

"This is a master." Goudan said beamingly: "Fortune-telling is very good, I heard that something happened in our village, and came here to help us!"

Naturally, other people in the village had never seen Xie Chi and the others, so they were skeptical. Xie Chi took the dumpling and walked in with Meng Shu, ignoring them at all, because the villagers would explain. Yes, now all they have to do is keep it up.

The village chief and others soon heard the news and came out. Those who can become the chief of a village must have more flexible minds, and they have more doubts about Xie Chi.

Especially when something like this happened in their village, they naturally became more vigilant.

The village chief led someone to stop them, but he was not sure whether Xie Chi was really capable. Maybe he didn't even know how he died.

Therefore, the village chief is just like a smirk boy, with an embarrassed and polite smile on his face: "A friend came from afar..."

Well, I forgot the second half.

"Take the guests to rest first." He forcibly held his respect, and then asked a young man to take Xie Chi and them to rest, while he took Goudan and them elsewhere, presumably wanting to ask in detail.

Xie Chi followed the young man and went to a fairly clean house. The young man poured water for them, and then disappeared.

Xie Chi asked Tuanzifang to go out with only tentacles, making sure that there was no one nearby, at least no one monitoring them, and then glanced at Meng Shu.

Meng Shu moved his muscles and bones and let out a long sigh: "Oh my god, it's too tiring to be on the shelf, but it's okay, we have already sneaked in, as long as we sneak in, we can say anything..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xie Chi lit up the screen of his mobile phone for him. The screen of the mobile phone was full of barrages, so densely packed that he could not count how many there were.

Some are still praising the cuteness of the dumplings, and Meng Shu has a style, but because the camera is worn on Xie Chi's chest, Xie Chi's face cannot be seen, and there are slightly fewer people who praise her beauty.

But more than that...

'Fuck the calculation is so accurate, it's absolutely impossible to guess it? So... is the assistant brother really capable? ’

'I remember thank you when I met the assistant brother for the first time, the assistant brother was wearing a Taoist robe and said he was a Taoist priest...'

'Thank you, how are you going to fool this time... No, answer the truth? ’

'Looking at the reaction of the villagers, the assistant should have said every sentence correctly, right? So the question is, is the assistant really a member of Xuanmen? ’

‘I think it must be. To be honest, the more I watch Xie Xie’s live broadcast, the more I feel that there must be ghosts in this world, and there must be unnatural forces. Since there are even ghosts, it’s okay to be able to tell fortunes! ’

'Finally, it's my favorite part, the bench has been moved, the anchor, the microphone is given to you, you can start editing'

‘What about breaking the feudal superstition? ’

‘Thank you for this rollover? ’

‘Love to hear it! ’

"Everyone is quiet, the lighting engineer is ready, the microphone is handed to you, assistant brother, please start your story"

Meng Shu: …

He was not under a lot of pressure at first, but Xie Chi and Tuanzi were one big and one small, and their eyes were staring at him tightly, and their eyes were full of words: Carry your own faults, and do your own things yourself, you see What to do, we can't do it anyway.

Look at the boss, then look at the barrage.

The only one in the barrage who worked hard to pull Xie Chi on the right track was the Merry Monk.

That is Sun Wen.

But it's hard to support alone... more is hahahaha, and wait for Meng Shu to explain.

It's time to test people's ability to make up stories.

Meng Shu felt that cold sweat had already broken down on his forehead, but he didn't dare to wipe it off. He bit his head and straightened his body with a calm look: "You...haven't met a liar?"

"Is it true what the liar said? Did it speak to your heart? Did it make you think he has real skills?"

'Have! ’

‘Don’t say it, I met a fortune teller before, probably when I was 17 years old, it was really accurate, I thought he was real! He said that there were three disasters in my life, once when I was a child, once when I was eighteen, and once at twenty-six! When I was a kid, I actually fell into a river and almost didn't survive! Until he told me, if you give me 500 yuan, I will change your life! ’

'Hahaha your life is only worth 500 yuan! ’

'It's too real to change your life for 500 yuan hahaha! ’

'I, Zhang Daoling, make money'

'so what? Don't change the subject! ’

Meng Shu: …

It's hard to fool the audience these days.

Damn, he has been poor in Chinese since he was a child! Especially composition, is it too late to learn now?