[Fortune Telling]+[Feng Shui]+[Only My Own Method]
The first thing I did when I opened my eyes was that an aunt was grabbing her by the collar, and an anti-counterfeiting anchor was standing outside the door.
Hundreds of thousands of people in the live broadcast room are waiting to see his reputation ruined.
"Refund the money!" "Go to hell!" "I must send you to the police station today!"
While the scolding was going on, a line of pale golden text quietly appeared in Lin Qing's sight.
He looked at the growing dark cyan blood under the aunt's left eye and spoke calmly:
"Your son, there will be a bloody disaster today."
The whole audience burst into laughter.
The aunt picked up the broom handle and raised her hand to smash it——
The phone suddenly rang.
"Auntie! Your son was knocked down by a dump truck at the intersection and has passed out!"
The laughter in the shop just froze.
Landlord Zhao Fu came to collect debts, banging the table and shouting fiercely.
"Tell your son to turn around and go home immediately. Don't go to that abandoned reservoir."
In the evening, the evening news broke: three people drowned in an abandoned Beishan reservoir and one person is missing.
Late that night, the landlord of the village in the city knelt down in front of Lin Qing and kowtowed.
Since then, the anti-counterfeiting anchor has become a die-hard fan, Landlord Jackal has become a bodyguard at the door, and the criminal police captain comes to the door every now and then to ask for clues.
Everyone looked at "Qingxuanju" whose threshold was broken, and looked confused:
"If you were asked to crack down on counterfeiters, why would you all become his followers?!"
So cool [laughs awkwardly]