Chapter 2089： Between thoughts (2)

The host in the hall was no longer there. The staff led An Ziqi through the hall, pushed open the small door behind, bowed slightly and bowed to her, then retreated.

An Ziqi went out through the small door, behind which was a quiet small courtyard.

The cobblestone path stretches forward, with lush vegetation on both sides of the path.

S City has a warm climate all year round along the coast, and flowers are already in full bloom at this time.

There are not too many flowers in this small courtyard. Looking at it, it is green, and occasionally a few small pink flowers sporadically stick out from behind the bushes.

Embellished in a patch of green, it is neither monotonous nor overly eye-catching.

The whole small courtyard looks very comfortable and quiet.

People's hearts can't help becoming calm down.

It is hard to imagine that there is such a peaceful place in the lively modern metropolis of S City.

Following the path, turning a few bends, and passing through a barrier made of a rockery, I saw the host carrying her in a small pavilion behind her back.

An Ziqi stepped forward and saluted the host.

The host turned around and stared at her carefully for a moment.

Although An Ziqi was puzzled, she didn't ask much.

She hadn't gotten the brains to think that the host was looking at her beautifully, so she took a few more glances.

After the host looked at her for a moment, he shook his head slightly.

An Ziqi was even more puzzled, after thinking about it, she thought about it and said.

"I don't know what the master gave."

The host raised his hand and made a request to her, and then sat down on the stone bench next to him.

An Ziqi sat down with him after he sat down.

"The donor Yintang is faintly dark, his eyes are dull, his lips are burnt and his tongue is cracked, and evil is entering his body..."

An Ziqi couldn't help but drop the black line on her forehead.

At the moment, she only thought of a scene she saw on TV.

A blind man with black sunglasses, next to a fortune-telling sign.

To the fortune-tellers who came to say, donors, poor Taoist temple, your Yintang is black, and your eyes are absent. There will be a disaster of blood and light in the near future.

If you want to resolve it, how much will it cost you...

There are a few people in this world who can really tell fortune-telling. Most of the people who have fortune-telling booths on the street are all nonsense and cheating money.

Most of those who go to fortune-telling are just for psychological comfort.

If it's not in the Chenghuang Temple, if it's not the quiet environment here.

If it wasn't for Ye Minzhi to bring her over, Ningning made arrangements in advance.

If this person is not the host here.

She really doubted whether this person was trying to deceive, so she told her that.

Even the lines are basically the same, if it is for deception, this line is too unconcerned.

When the host saw her silent, I didn't believe it, I just listened out of politeness.

Do not force anything, "Believe it or not, it's between your thoughts. I only regret that I am low in ability and can't solve your problems for you."

An Ziqi's mind went back and forth, and she didn't know whether she should believe it or not.

There should be no reason for this host to lie to her, and for her, there should be nothing to be scammed by him except money.

If it's for money, it's even unnecessary.

Although she rarely visits here, she also knows that the incense in the Temple of the City God is prosperous all year round.

There are many enterprises in S City, and many donate money.

Although she didn't intervene in Huanyu's affairs, she would definitely come to donate every year. After pursing her lips, she still thought about it and said.