Asking you to tell fortunes will destroy people's mentality.

Chapter 117

A stout merit instantly poured into Zhao Fan's body, after all, if Li Hu was solved, it could be regarded as eliminating harm for the people, and it was not surprising that there was a bit of merit reward.

Wang Xingbang on the side looked at Zhao Fan with a worried face: "Master, is this matter solved?"

He was a person who came to the village to engage in breeding, but he didn't expect to encounter such a bizarre thing, and he almost lost his own life.

Zhao Fan nodded: "Don't worry! This matter has been dealt with, and you can run your farm with peace of mind in the future."

Wang Xingbang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, he wanted to move the farm out directly, but now that the problem has been solved, it reassures him.

Zhao Fan beckoned Zhang Chun over and pointed to the corpses of Li Hu and the werewolf on the ground.

Zhang Chun immediately realized that this was for him to dispose of the corpse and prevent unnecessary trouble.

Zhang Chun placed the two corpses together, and then cast a small fire tornado, and in a short time

there was only a pile of ashes on the ground.

The matter has been settled, and there is no need to stay.

Zhao Fan refused Wang Xingbang's invitation to invite him to dinner, and went back with Zhang Chun on the high-speed train.

......

On the high-speed train, Zhao Fan asked Zhang

Chun: "When you cast the fire tornado before, what was the matter with those few mantras?" "Can this mantra strengthen the power of the fire tornado?"

Zhang Chun's face turned red, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Actually, it's useless, it's just that if you don't recite some mantras before casting a spell, you feel uncomfortable."

"And don't you think that after reciting the mantra, you can not only increase your momentum, but also deter the enemy?"

Zhao Fan was speechless, well, it seems that his previous guess was right, in the final analysis, it was to pretend to be forced.

"This Daoist, do you know how to tell fortunes?" At this moment, a young man opposite Zhang Chun suddenly asked Zhang Chun.

This carriage is special, it is all four-seater, two by two sitting facing each other, and there is a small table in the middle.

The young man on the opposite side saw that Zhang Chun was wearing a Taoist robe, and immediately became interested, generally speaking, those who dared to wear Taoist robes had some ability.

After all, it was boring to be idle in the car, so he took the initiative to talk to Zhang Chun.

"Although I am wearing a Taoist robe, I don't know how to tell fortunes, but I can catch ghosts, do you have this need?"

The young man was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect Zhang Chun to say this.

"But if you want to tell fortunes, you can find this one next to me, and he is a professional.

Zhang Chun pointed at Zhao Fan and said to him.

The young man immediately shifted his gaze to Zhao Fan, except for being handsome and compelling, it seemed to be mediocre.

Zhao Fan glanced at him, and before he could speak, he had already spoken in advance: "I see that there is mildew turning between your eyebrows, it should be a disaster of breaking your wealth." The

young man was immediately interested, and although he had never believed in the tricks of fortune-telling, he had heard it as a story because of the long journey.

"Oh, can you calculate the good or bad of my fortune at a glance? I don't know what basis you have for this friend

?" "To be honest, why am I a little unbelieving?"

Zhao Fan said to him calmly: "You touch the pocket of your pants." The

young man looked at Zhao Fan suspiciously, but he still touched the pocket of his pants, which made his face change instantly.

"Where's my wallet?, why is it suddenly gone?"

He began to look around, but found nothing.

This can make him anxious, you must know that there is not only cash in the wallet, but also some important documents, if you lose it, it will be troublesome.

But obviously his wallet was still there when he entered the station, why did it suddenly disappear now?

The young man just wanted to go to the flight attendant for help, and suddenly saw Zhao Fan on the side with a calm face.

So the ghost messenger said, "Can you help me figure out where my wallet is?"

and he regretted it, and now he should seek the help of the flight attendant in this situation, instead of being superstitious about such an ethereal thing as fortune-telling.

But he didn't expect Zhao Fan to nod: "Of course you can, meeting is fate."

"I know where your wallet is, and it's he who took it. As

he spoke, Zhao Fan pointed to a bald man sitting next to him.

When the bald man saw Zhao Fan pointing at him, his face changed instantly, and then he said viciously to Zhao Fan: "Do you know what you're talking about?

Zhao Fan ignored him, but continued: "Your wallet is on top of the luggage rack, in that black duffel bag. The

young man was so anxious at this time that he didn't care whether it was true or not, so he simply stood up and took the black duffel bag off.

The bald man's face changed dramatically, and this was his duffel bag.

He wanted to get up and stop the young man: "This is my duffel bag, you have no right to open it!"

but the young man was still one step ahead of him, and at this time he had already opened the zipper of the duffel bag.

"My wallet is actually in there!" blurted out a voice of surprise.

The bald man was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that he would have been stolen at this moment, if he hadn't said this sentence just now, he could still have refused to admit it, saying that the duffel bag was not his own.

But now that the words have been spoken, it's too late to regret it.

The young man looked at the bald man's gaze and suddenly became unkind, ignoring the bald man's explanation, and called the police on the spot.

"Thank you to this friend, otherwise I really don't know what to do

!" "I didn't expect that there are really people in the world who are so accurate in fortune-telling, and today is considered a long insight!" Soon

after, someone came over and took the two people away to investigate.

Before leaving, the young man took out 1,000 yuan from his wallet and handed it to Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan did not refuse, and directly accepted the money.

At this time, Zhang Chun on the side suddenly asked Zhao Fan: "How do you usually tell fortunes

?" "Have you learned any fortune-telling techniques that can predict the heavens

?" "Just like this incident

just now, how did you do it?" Zhao Fan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Actually, it's not difficult, as long as you have eyes!" "

When I entered the carriage just now, I saw the bald man stealing the young man's wallet through the crowd.

"And then sneak it into your duffel bag, and if you look closely, you can do it."

Zhang Chun suddenly felt speechless, good guy, it turned out that he didn't calculate it, but saw it directly, wasting his curiosity in vain.