Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

It seems that the unique chattering of Japanese female high school students is giving this Chinese demigod quite a headache.

Judging from this,

Yu supported her chin and responded: "Well, if you are knowledgeable, you have more or less understood it, but..."

As soon as Cong Yu said this, Miss Lin immediately understood.

"I understand. I know a little bit about [playing tricks], have you ever been fooled by a scoundrel who takes money to cheat people? Don't worry, fellow countryman, Chinese people don't cheat Chinese people!"

The so-called "fishy" style is a style of business that involves observing the client's words and expressions and using indirect means to make the client pay.

To put it simply, he is... a fortune teller who deceives people.

On the other hand, there are those fortune tellers who really know how to use the six-line divining technique. They are called "Jian", but they are time-consuming and laborious and it is difficult to please customers.

"..."

Although he said so, Cong Yu was still not very reassured... After all, he felt that the other party had hidden meaning in his words.

Were those JKs fooled by Miss Lin’s sweet words before?

As if noticing Cong Yu's suspicion, Miss Lin immediately patted her chest confidently and said, "How about this, brother? Just write a Chinese word on a piece of paper and I'll roughly see why you're here... to prove my strength."

"..."

What a classic deceptive opening move!

Why don't you V me 50 to see my strength? !

Chapter 351 Red: Send!

The person asking the question writes down a word at random, and the fortune teller then guesses the other person's thoughts, good or bad luck, and what he is doing based on this word.

This is fortune telling.

Cong Yu thought so and casually wrote the word "Cong" on the white paper pushed in front of him, ready to see what the other party would say.

"..."

As for Cong Yu's handwriting, Miss Lin looked at it for a while, and then said casually: "First of all, is your last name Cong?"

This is easy to see...

After all, Cong Yu just wrote a random word, and this word is very likely Cong Yu's surname or name.

"Yes."

Cong Yu responded simply, thinking that many people could guess this... Then, the other party spoke again: "You are here for your friends."

"..."

interesting.

Cong Yu wanted to know how the other party would react if she denied it now...but she decided not to do so.

"How did you get it?"

In response to Cong Yu's words, the bun-haired Ms. Lin pointed to the word "Cong" and said, "Two people are walking side by side... Obviously, fellow villager, you want to ask about the news of someone who is close to you."

Indeed, if you separate the word "Cong", there are indeed two human characters.

"Then, look at the shape of your characters. There is a person on the left, written casually, naturally and in large size, and going straight forward. This shows that you are here to ask for divination."

"The person on your right is not close to the person on your left, which means he is not your lover or relative, at least not by blood."

“This means they are probably just friends.”

Ms. Lin's analysis was so casual, and what she said made sense, but for some reason it was a little hard to believe.

The inferred connection between this phenomenon and the conclusion is too far-fetched and mysterious.

"Moreover, what you came to divine is probably not your friend's past and present. The horizontal stroke of your character 丛 is slightly longer on the left and shorter on the right. At the end, the tip of your pen was slightly raised."

Ms. Lin said this, boldly inferring in front of her fellow villager: "I guess you probably just have a bad feeling, and you want to find peace of mind for something that has no clue about it, right?"

"..."

Cong Yu: “…”

Cong Yu was a little surprised and began to believe that the person on the other side had real skills. He asked curiously: "What if I didn't write the word [Cong]?"

Ms. Lin’s response to this was also very simple.

"In that case, what you want to ask is not this... Divination is very interesting, isn't it?"

It's really interesting.

"Well, how about I write another word and you guess who I am?"

In response to Cong Yu's playful words, Ms. Lin glanced at him and said, "You can't write the word [一], right? That's fake."

Here, Ms. Lin is talking about the story of a certain emperor, which has been widely circulated in storybooks.

It's probably Yilin from the divination world... just like American restaurants wash dishes seven times, Germans wrap spare parts with oil paper, and Japanese drink toilet water.

Moreover, Ms. Lin's level is obviously not low.

There is no need for Cong Yu to write...

"You are either the boss of the magical girls or the boss of the weirdos... Even if you are not the boss, you are still an official of high rank."

As she said this, the woman named Lin, who seemed to be quite capable, glanced at the JKs who were queuing outside and said, "Okay, tell me your friend's birth date... If you don't know, just tell me his name."

There is no way to know Hong’s birth date. Cong Yu only knows the year, month and day of her birth... He doesn’t know anything more specific.

Hong herself probably doesn't understand...

The name doesn't matter.

"..."

Then, Cong Yu looked at Miss Lin fiddling with something on the computer, and she was obviously stunned for a moment; "Uh, fate is Kaiyang... As a friend, remind her to be careful this year, and she will be fine after getting through it."

Regarding Miss Lin who spoke somewhat vaguely.

Cong Yu probably understood what the other party meant. He expressed his concern for Lao Hong.

It finally came in handy.

He knew that flying so many flags was definitely not a good sign.

"To put it bluntly, her star of death is flashing... She is destined to face this threshold, and the threshold is very close. You'd better keep a close eye on her."

"At least this year, don't let her drive on the road, don't let her travel abroad, and stay away from dangerous places and extreme sports... Next year, everything will be fine."

"..."

Cong Yu nodded, indicating that he understood... and would tell Hong the unfortunate news when he returned.

Even if this fortune teller is just making it up, it's better to believe it than not... Bring Hong to my room to sleep at night.

(Red: Good, good, good!)

Then let the doctor prepare for Hong's resurrection in advance... Of course, it would be better if he could survive.

"Do you know the specific reason?"

Cong Yu asked this question, then took out his wallet and asked the skilled fortune teller, "How much is the consultation fee?"

In response, Ms. Lin held up two fingers and said, "It's only 88, I won't suffer a loss, I won't be cheated... If you can add a digit, I can tell you more about the reason."

In other words, eight hundred and eighty-eight?

It doesn’t matter. Cong Yu is not short of money now.

With this thought in mind, Cong Yu took out a bundle of money from his pocket: "Ten thousand...tell me more details."

"..."

Ms. Lin looked at Cong Yu's still flat pocket, and she thought of a magical device such as a storage ring.

It seems that this fellow villager does have a very important position in the dark side. If you think so, it can be basically confirmed that he is on the side of the weirdos.

And, if nothing unexpected happens...

With this speculation, she smiled and put the money away: "Oh, you're welcome... Then I have to help my brother."

"..."

In a foreign country, it is natural to help each other.

Especially with the addition of 88 before the number eighty-eight, it becomes even more necessary for us to help each other. It couldn’t be more necessary.

"It was a man-made disaster, a bloody disaster, and it wasn't an accident... Consider whether you or your friend have any deep hatred or grudges."

"that is it."

Having said this, Ms. Lin took a sip of tea, and Cong Yu also stood up, understanding what she meant: "Thank you for the reminder... I will definitely reward you handsomely in the future."

"..."

In response, Ms. Lin stared at Cong Yu's back as he stood up to say goodbye, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he disappeared at the street corner.

"My grandmother always said, Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger... She is absolutely right."

As she said this, she propped up her chin and looked at a young and beautiful JK who came to predict her love fortune again.

"But why don't you recruit me? Is it because my performance is not good enough? I don't even ask for three requests and three resignations... I really want to be a good follower of the dragon."

Mumbling like this, Miss Lin felt somewhat emotional.

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Cong Yu: Enemies? Tsk, what enemies are there...

Cong Yu: ...

Cong Yu: Yes! It must be a vampire! Damn, there are still too many suspected vampires. This is not ordinary bad, we must use heavy punches!

……

Vampire remnant: "???"

No, we can’t beat Hongxiawuhong either!

Chapter 352: Domestic violence again

Dead bodies... countless dead bodies.

What comes into view is the fusion of the dead and the living... However, the gap between them may not be as big as the living imagine.

If described with specific quantifiers.

Compared to the [reverse] like [up - down], [left - right], [front - back], [inside - outside].

Very counter-intuitive...

In fact, [life-death] is more like the [forward and reverse] of [more-less] and [big-small].

This kind of reversal of fortune is actually the technique of the Shun-Ni family. It is difficult to achieve perfectly and is the so-called source of pursuit.

Draw a line on the ground...

Based on this line, flip the top and bottom items to the other side.

This is the reverse.

And folding the things on the left half of the line to the right half is called straight...but which side is left and which side is right?

If we can confirm this, perhaps we can fully master the technique.

And the technique is to confirm and understand this point at all times.

That is the source that both the loyal and the rebellious are pursuing.

"..."

"Sister Tianliu, Brother Baibingliu... I want to ride a deer."

In response to the words of the Sanqianliu little sister, Shunni Baibingliu glanced at the herd of deer wandering in the park not far away and eating biscuits.

"Go ahead and ride, but be careful not to fall."

As for Baibingliu's words, Tianliu, as the eldest sister, seemed very indifferent: "Kill the deer and ride it slowly, so that I won't fall."

Although it is a solution.

But Bai Bingliu felt that his little sister still preferred riding a live deer... He gently pushed Sanqianliu and said, "Go and play, be careful not to get your clothes chewed by a deer."