Five years after coming down from the mountain, Xu Zhifei’s greatest talent isn’t fortune-telling. It’s bluffing.
He helps aunties find their dogs and uncles track down their ducks, making a good living in Qingshi Town with his knack for “combining observation with wisdom.” The only problem is, he can barely afford the rent.
One day, while setting up his stall by the bridge as usual, he didn’t make a single sale. Instead, he brought home a man covered in blood.
The man was handsome, but had a nasty temper. The first thing out of his mouth was, “Get lost.”
Xu Zhifei said, “Go on, then. Don’t blame me when the poison takes effect.”
Later, the fallen young heir to the TYX Group moved into a run-down Taoist temple. Every day, he was forced to drink bitter medicine, bask in the sun, and go down to the bridge to serve as the “eye-catching face” of the stall.
Ning Muyun had never put up with this kind of treatment in his life.
But he had also never eaten braised pork this delicious.
The wind by the bridge made people drowsy, the jujube tree in the temple leaned at a distinctive angle, and the old yellow dog still ran to the scrap yard every day.
Life ambled along like this, until the people lurking in the shadows finally bared their fangs.
When I looked at the introduction, I thought it was AI. When I clicked on it, I was curious about what templates were incorporated and the plot of martial arts poisoning. Hydrographic style, plus short drama plot