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The matter of the Divination Hall gambling had temporarily come to a close, but the people who had personally witnessed the two sides fighting had spread the news, causing an uproar in the shallow water bay, and then spread to other parts of the Hong Kong Island, causing a huge commotion at the port.

It was getting dark outside, so Lin Yiyuan, who was the main character, had already returned to the Central Hotel. Ye Weizhu called after taking a bath.

"Weizhu, I earned five hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars today. Hehe, the meal expenses are settled now."

Just as the call connected, Lin Yiyuan impatiently shared the good news.

Although five hundred thousand was not a lot of money, it was comparable to how Ye Weizhu could buy a million dollars with a single bid. But in any case, it was still a large amount of income, and maybe at the start of the auction, these five hundred thousand dollars would be of great use.

"Only you can do it. Just now, my cousin called me and said that you did something big today. You made a bet with some Half Immortal, right?"

Ye Weizhu's angry words came from the other side of the phone, but there was a tinge of concern in her voice.

"You already know about this?"

Just as she was getting excited, Ye Weizhu suddenly mentioned about the wager, causing Lin Yiyuan to be surprised. She immediately asked: "Oh right, how did you know about it, Uncle?"

Lin Yiyuan was suspicious.

What you did today in the shallow water has now spread throughout the Hong Kong Island. My uncle also heard it from someone else, and only after asking someone did you dare to be sure. But don't worry, tomorrow my uncle will go and help you, and no one will bully you.

Ye Weizhu encouraged her.

After chatting for a long time, Lin Yiyuan finally understood Ye Weizhu's intention in calling him.

"It's fine, I deduced it from the divination. Do you still not believe me?" I promise it will rain tomorrow. Just wait and see! "

Although he said it casually, Lin Yiyuan was actually a little worried in his heart. After all, the [Trigram] could change at any time due to external interference, so it was hard to tell whether he would win or lose.

In fact, there was someone more perturbed than Lin Yiyuan, and that was the Taoist Magician Liu, who was sitting alone at home and fiddling with the copper coin, calculating over and over again, trying to determine the weather conditions. Normally, he would never do this, because she could not repeat the same line over and over again, or else she would not be allowed to, but right now the Taoist Magician Liu's mind was in a mess.

"Lin Yiyuan, you forced my hand."

In the end, when Taoist Magician Liu threw all the copper coins on the ground, she had another thought.

Having been in the Hong Kong Island for most of his life, the Taoist Magician Liu had a wide range of friends and clients spread across all walks of life, including people from the Meteorological Department. At this moment, the Taoist Magician Liu, whose mind was in a mess, thought of that person and quickly made a phone call.

"Aiyo, Master Liu, do you need to call me in the middle of the night?"

A voice came over the phone.

"Sorry to interrupt, but it's like this. I want to ask you a favor."

Taoist Magician Liu's tone was rather polite. If it was any other time, she would look up to the heavens with her nose in the air, but today, she had a request from someone, so she had to put down her face.

"It's like this. My little disciple had an academic dispute with someone today and wants to make a divination bet. As his master, I can't just stand by and do nothing because cultivation needs to be done. If he loses, it will have a great impact on his future, so I want to ask you to help out, if you can …"

Taoist Magician Liu was good at shirking responsibility, she placed the blame on her disciple, and declared herself as a good teacher who had put in great effort. However, before he could finish speaking, a voice from the other end of the phone interrupted him.

"Oh … I heard about this. It's not that I don't want to help that Master Liu, but you also know that the day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. What's more, this matter is already known by everyone in Hong Kong Island, if I were to let loose a shot, wouldn't that cause others to criticize me? At that time, neither of our faces will be good! "

The man on the other end of the phone immediately rejected him, the reason he gave was sufficient, it angered Taoist Magician Liu to the point that she wanted to curse, but he did not dare to say the nasty words out loud, if the other party exposed today's matter, then his face would be completely thrown away. Furthermore, even if Taoist Magician Liu's plan did not succeed, it was still a request.

"I know this is difficult, how about this! You can get me some dry ice, can't you? Once things are done, my Taoist Magician Liu will do everything we can to help whenever we need anything. What do you think? "

Taoist Magician Liu had to do it herself, but artificial rainfall required a large amount of dry ice or catalysts such as silver iodide or salt powder. Only the Meteorological Department had a large stock of these catalysts, it was still difficult to collect them in a short period of time.

"This … Alright, since Master Liu has already said this much, then I won't be reasonable if I reject again. After all, you are doing this for your disciple! "I can understand your feelings."

The other party had finally agreed to help. Firstly, it was because Taoist Magician Liu had already spoken her mind, and secondly, it was out of fear. After all, no one wanted to offend a Feng Shui Master.

"Alright, I won't say thank you. I need this thing urgently. Can I get it tomorrow?"

Taoist Magician Liu was anxious, because not only was it necessary to have dry ice, they also needed to arrange for the equipment to be put in, which required some time.

"Tomorrow morning will be fine, but this item is very expensive and is a government resource. I'll write you a note and tell you that it will be used for filming for the production crew."

The person on the other end of the line added.

In order to win the bet, the Taoist Magician Liu did not care about spending some money, so she agreed readily. After hanging up the phone, she felt more at ease, and a smile appeared on her face.

The night wind carried a sense of coldness. Lin Yiyuan had also finished talking with Ye Weizhu on the phone and was fast asleep in his bed, not knowing that he had been tricked by the Taoist Magician Liu at all. Because he was too busy, his body was too tired and he fell into a deep sleep.

As a Feng Shui Master with Innate Yin Yang Eyes, he had an extraordinary reaction to the cause and effect of many things.

That night, Lin Yiyuan had a dream, the dream was completely white, and a half child walked out of the illusory image, his head had horns like a dragon, the little boy walked up to Lin Yiyuan and started crying non-stop, tears welled up in his eyes, the sorrow in his voice was extremely pitiful, thus Lin Yiyuan comforted him and asked the child why he was crying, but the child did not speak, instead, he suddenly laughed sinisterly, his body suddenly turned into a black dragon, grabbing towards Lin Yiyuan's face!

A loud shout woke Lin Yiyuan up, and he immediately sat up and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"Why would I have such a dream? "Child … Black Flood Dragon … could it be that someone wants to harm me?"

After thinking about it, Lin Yiyuan frowned as he tried to comprehend his dream.