The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

The next night, Qi Yan and several brothers in his bedroom went to a hot pot shop with good business, ordered a table full of dishes and ate with an open stomach.

"Let me say that eating hot pot and drinking cold beer on a hazy summer night are the most delicious." the boss took two pieces of mutton from the hot pot and took a sip of beer. "Money, what are your plans in the future?" Qi Yan's name sounds like money, so the whole bedroom, including the whole class, likes to call him this nickname.

"Go step by step." Qi Yan doesn't like drinking, but today's Day is special. He doesn't want to spoil everyone's fun. He drank two drinks with him. His cheeks were slightly red, but his eyes were especially bright. "Anyway, I'm full alone, and the whole family is not hungry."

When his master picked him up, he was still a dumb baby. After the master took him back to the Taoist temple, he found that his right foot was born without a toe. Later, the master went to the town police station to call the police, and no one came to him. At that time, the people in the town were poor, backward and had many children. Maybe they thought he was short of toes and was not born to gossip, so they simply threw him away.

At that time, there were no welfare institutions in that small place. No one came to him. Finally, the master saw his pity and raised him.

The master taught him a lot of things and insisted on sending him to school. Before his death, his old man was still thinking about asking him to go to the University of DIDU, and gave him a real estate certificate with his name written on it, and the address of the house was in DIDU.

I don't know when he secretly bought the house in DIDU. It's really hard to hide.

Thinking of these past events, Qi Yan pinched his nose and smiled at the three brothers: "it's just that my three trigrams are useless this month. Why don't I calculate one trigram for each of you?"

The eldest brother and the second brother waved hands together. They both knew that Qi Yan had a little habit of telling fortune. However, as the five good young people growing up under the red flag, they still believed in science.

Wang hang, who has always had the best relationship with Qi Yan, asked with great interest, "money, calculate it for me."

Qi Yan held out his hand to him and compared five fingers.

"Is it a brother who wants money?" Wang hang covered his purse and looked unbelievable.

"Brother, let's settle accounts," Qi Yan patted him on the shoulder. "When I get the money, I also help you do good deeds and donate it to people in need."

"I don't think you should ask for money," Wang hang took out 500 yuan from his wallet and photographed it in Qi Yan's hand. "You should ask for money."

"You have to discuss this with my master," Qi Yan shook the money and said with a smile, "but are you sure you want to communicate with him?"

"Don't disturb his old man's sleep," Wang hang waved his hand again and again. "Calculate for me quickly. How will my luck be in my life."

After Qi Yan collected the money, he slowly said, "you should have a sister in your life, but it's gone because of an accident."

Wang hang waved his hand again and again: "you're not allowed. I'm the only baby in my family. Where can I find a sister for me?" he said. Qi Yan has no noble demeanor from head to toe. How can he really be a fortune teller.

The eldest and the second are laughing and watching the excitement. They don't even rob the meat cooked in the pot.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet," Qi Yan said, taking the cooked mutton into the bowl and receiving Wang Hang's little eyes, half suspicious and half expecting, he put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, "However, there may have been rare benevolent people in your family. These merits have been protecting your royal family's children, so that you live better than ordinary people. As the saying goes, even if you have more blessings, you should cherish them. Many people's ancestors have done a lot of good deeds, but if the younger generation is not hardworking, no amount of blessings will be wasted."

Speaking of this, Qi Yan concentrated to his eyes and saw a few wisps of red and purple mist on Wang Hang's head. He was shocked. Did he improve his skills?

In the past, he can at most see the ups and downs of his life fortune from other people's faces, but he can never see each other's "luck" with the naked eye. According to Xiuzhen's novels, this is simply a direct flight from the period of Qi practice to the period of spiritual cultivation, which is opened and hung so that ordinary people don't believe it.

Wang hang saw that Qi Yan suddenly stared at himself and stopped talking. His expression was still strange. He was a little nervous. "Money, money, what do you see?"

"I see you've been lucky all your life. As long as you don't do evil and don't die, you'll have a life of both happiness and longevity," Qi Yan said, shaking his head as an expert, "life is so good that people are jealous."

"I can't help it. Most people are not as skilled as me in reincarnation." Wang hang was very satisfied to hear such good words, whether true or false.

The eldest brother and the second son booed them both, "the third and the fourth, you two are enough. Look down at the ground. Your face has fallen off. Do you want it?"

"This is not what I said. Money says my life is good," Wang hang pointed to Qi Yan. "Even if it's shameless, it's money. It has nothing to do with me."

Qi Yan shook his head and sighed: "how do you stupid mortals know the loneliness of experts?"

"Oh!"

"Don't disgust us, and don't eat hot pot."

"Sleeping trough, my mutton! Money, when did you sneak so much mutton into your bowl!"

Qi Yan glanced: "can you see an expert start?"

The other three people in the bedroom responded to his shameless words with strabismus.

The meal was very late. The four people with a hot pot smell went back to the dormitory drunk humming songs. The only sober Qi Yan put them to bed. When he came back after washing, he saw that the three of them didn't vomit and their breathing was normal, so he safely went back to his bed and went to bed.

In the middle of the night, I don't know who said a few words in his sleep. Qi Yan turned over vaguely, facing the direction of the window, and the whole face fell into the bright moonlight.

A few days later, the four people in the 4605 dormitory moved out of the dormitory one after another, and then began to go their own way.

As the most beloved single Miao Miao in the family, Wang hang was warmly cared for by the whole family when he came home. The most direct expression was a lot of pocket money and a table full of dishes.

"Grandma, I can't eat any more," Wang hang covered his stomach and collapsed in his chair, listening to the gossip of his elders at home.

What owner's daughter found a slag man. Now she is cheated by the slag man, and even the equity of the company has been cheated away.

"So it's not good to be a man without a few more eyes," sighed mother Wang. "That girl is very beautiful and energetic. Why did she encounter such a thing?"

Father Wang nodded again and again to express his great agreement with this.

However, mother Wang obviously hasn't come out of her anger: "if our daughter didn't have a miscarriage, she would be almost as old as that girl. If anyone dares to cheat her like this, I'll kill him..."

"Mom!" Wang hang bounced up from his chair, "what did you just say?!"

Daughter? Abortion? The amount of information is a little big. He can't accept it.

Mrs. Wang remembered that her son was still on the stage and said, "do you know the girl who was cheated?"

"No, I said the latter one," Wang hang carefully observed his fucking expression, "you really used to..."

Pregnant with a daughter, but miscarried?

Mrs. Wang's voice was a little low. "It was more than 20 years ago. Why did you ask?" she felt bitter at the thought of her formed daughter and didn't want to say more.

Wang hang saw that his mother's face was not very good-looking, so he didn't ask any more, but sat back in a trance.

"You should have a sister in your life, but it's gone because of an accident."

When Qian Qian told him this sentence, he didn't take it to heart at all. He didn't expect it to come true so soon. Is... Money really an expert in the city?

After returning to the room, Wang hang excitedly called Qi Yan and wanted Qi Yan to calculate a divination for him again!

When Qi Yan received Wang Hang's call, he was helping a mother and son fortune telling. To be exact, he was helping the son of the mother and son fortune telling, but the son was impatient, but his mother was very polite. Although he had a skeptical attitude towards him, his attitude was very good.

"Mom, you still believe this in these times," the boy glanced at Qi Yan with disgust. "Even if you want to tell fortune, find someone like it. This man is not a few years older than me. What can he be?" in fact, he wanted to say that even with this white face, this man doesn't seem to be a fortune teller.

Qi Yan smiled but didn't speak. His eyes swept over the boy.

Good, Sao Nian. You succeeded in attracting my attention.

So, when the boy's mother was ready to apologize, Qi Yan opened his mouth.

"Your son has a good fortune in his life. He should have had a water disaster when he was four years old, but fortunately, he survived it with the help of a noble man. There was also a disaster when he was twelve, but it was not dangerous. As the saying goes, if you don't die, you will have a blessing. The two biggest disasters in your life have been avoided, and there will be no more worries about great disasters since then."

Although the boy didn't remember the four-year-old, he often listened to his parents at home, saying that he fell into a river when he was a child. Fortunately, a passing veteran saved his life. He remembered the 12-year-old thing very clearly. He graduated from primary school that year and was hit by a car on his way home. But miraculously, he didn't suffer too serious injury except for the fracture of his lower leg.

By this time, the boy had some weakness in his heart. When he looked at Qi Yan's tender white faced egg, he unconsciously put on a good posture, but his mouth was still hard: "maybe it's just a coincidence. Who didn't fall and fight when he was a child."

Yes, that's it. This kind of deception has been exposed in the book for a long time, so he won't believe it!