Chapter 13: The age of magic sticks

Chapter 13 The Era of the Magic Stick

 In recent days, Mu Qingyan found a nanny who could take care of Mu Xiaoyu.

 Get up early and look at the bustling crowd. With a look of helplessness, her profession is really unfriendly in this modern era! He is actually a magic stick.

This makes Mu Qingyan a little embarrassed. She is the head of the Mu family and the leader of a country.

 When he came to this era, he was known as a liar and a charlatan. This asked her how to pass on the inheritance of Mu's metaphysics.

 The belief in this world now is science. In the eyes of ordinary people, people like her are liars and feudal superstitions.

Those who might have wanted to arrest Mu Qingyan in the past, haven’t these inheritances been passed down? Mu Qingyan was very curious, this was the most amazing ability.

Mu Qingyan didn’t know that she was an ordinary person and the earth’s spiritual power was insufficient. Materials are insufficient, and the process of cultivation has become very difficult. Strange skills have long been beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Mu Qingyan was wearing a mask and sitting in a corner of the park with a helpless expression.

 The old man next to him is hanging a sign. On the cards are written fortune-telling, marriage, wealth, luck, zodiac and other various metaphysics.

Mu Qingyan looked at the white-haired old man, who was so pretentious that he looked like a Taoist priest.

The person Mu Qingyan was talking about was none other than Old Man Zhang, who just came to the park to do some calculations when he had nothing to do. He is not short of money, it is just his professional hobby.

Old man Zhang looked at Mu Qingyan beside him and took out a blank paper from his backpack. He saw the words written on it were dragons and phoenixes. Just looking at the words is really good, but there is a hexagram 9999 written on the paper. Counteroffers are declined, and anything can be counted.

This little girl is more high-profile than the old man. He dare not write like this for fear of being beaten.

 Old man Zhang beside Mu Qingyan was a little bit upset. Seeing that Mu Qingyan wrote in such a simple and exaggerated way, he couldn't help but kindly remind him. "That little girl, if you write like this, no one will dare to count."

Mu Qingyan looked puzzled, "What's wrong? Is it too complicated?"

The old man chuckled. This little girl was crazy about money. That fool was willing to spend 9999 to make a fortune. It turned out that he was one of the fools.

The aunt passing by looked at Mu Qingyan, how could this little girl come out to deceive people at such a young age? "Little girl, you can't study hard, but you want to imitate old man Zhang and be a deceiver. This is not good, little girl, go home quickly."

 Old man Zhang looked calm, and he was obviously used to what the aunt said.

 There is no way, Old Man Zhang will appear here from time to time. Everyone knows that Old Man Zhang is a fortune teller. Some are accurate, some are not. Those who were not allowed went to the police station. Not long after, this old man came to trick people again.

Mu Qingyan raised her head and did not speak. She continued to play with her mobile phone with her head down. When the aunt saw Mu Qingyan motionless, she left angrily.

 A middle-aged man walked up to Mu Qingyan with a depressed look on his face. Take out 10,000 yuan and put it on the paper.

Mu Qingyan saw the business coming and gave him a dollar. "Yigua 9999 will cost you one dollar, no more."

The middle-aged man stood up with a dollar and was about to leave. Mu Qingyan said slowly: "I lost my mother when I was young, and I lost my spouse when I was young. My fate is too hard. Now I am middle-aged and have lost my career and am close to bankruptcy. Are you thinking about dying? , this situation can be ended.”

 The middle-aged man looked surprised and turned around. "How do you know that I want to die? You can check it before, but how do you know what I am thinking now?"

Mu Qingyan smiled and said, "You should not die. You blindly seek death. After death, there is no chance of reincarnation as a human being. You will go to the fourteenth level of the **** of wasted death, experience the scene before committing suicide, and experience the last scene of your life in countless reincarnations." ”

 The middle-aged man was so frightened that he swallowed his saliva, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense, you will go to hell. This is a scientific era, so stop looking at messy things."

 The middle-aged man was frightened by Mu Qingyan. He seemed to have really felt a chill just now. It was as if he was really in hell, experiencing the punishment of hell.

"If you want to know why this is happening, why not go home now? You will find something different. I believe you will know why you are like this by then." Mu Qingyan sat down and continued to play with her mobile phone without talking.

 Shortly after the middle-aged man left, the police car arrived. The result is that the middle-aged man's current wife steals the man at home, and the man's bankruptcy is all the fault of his wife and her lover.

The lover was still a middle-aged male assistant, and he also recovered his money.

 The middle-aged man was very grateful to Mu Qingyan for the reminder and planned to thank the master properly next time.

 A wealthy woman looked down at Mu Qingyan, and asked with a sense of luck: "Can you count the missing people? No matter how much money you have, you can do it."

Mu Qingyan looked at the wealthy woman and said, "It can be calculated. Your hexagram can be calculated by transferring 99999."

The wealthy woman nodded and motioned for Mu Qingyan to take out the payment code.

 Old man Zhang on the side was astonished. This girl was really more cruel to people than he was. 99999 Why don’t you rob a bank? And isn’t this Bai Yulian, the granddaughter of the Bai family? Are you so anxious that you just believe it? Her brother has been missing for a whole day and no one can find him.

Bai Yulian transferred the money without hesitation. Mu Qingyan looked at the large balance on her bank card and nodded with satisfaction.

 (End of this chapter)