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Shen Jingqing is a foreigner from Linyin City. The blood of his own fingertips can be used as a medium to detect the deepest obsessions in people's hearts. In the eyes of Linyin City people, he is a very powerful foreigner because of his good skills.
The foreigner is good-looking, with red lips and white teeth, and a beautiful figure. When he sits in the pavilion reading with his eyes lowered, it is even brighter than the spring sunshine in March.
No one knew where he came from or where he was going. Visitors from outside were always mysterious, but Shen Zhenqing didn't know where he came from.
From the beginning of his memory, he collapsed in front of the south house in the tree-lined city, covered in blood, and it was dusk. He was wandering in the city, not knowing where he came from, and unable to find his home, like a bereaved dog.
Foreigners are human beings too, and they also need to fill their stomachs. Shen Jingqing first set up a fortune-telling stall in the city. Later, everyone saw that he could read Feng Shui and catch monsters, so they always came to Mr. Shen no matter what happened.
Shen Jingqing was neither withdrawn nor arrogant. When people on the street said hello to him, he nodded and said hello back. Those who were grateful for his life-saving kindness bowed to him and bowed three times with tears in their eyes. Shen Jingqing touched her chin and thought seriously about whether to kowtow to him or not.
He considered himself to be a person who knew etiquette and knew how to advance and retreat, but when he met a man named Nan Zhou, Shen Jingqing felt very uncomfortable.
Nan Zhou had peach blossom eyes and she held a banquet for him as a guest in a restaurant in the city. He lowered his eyelids and said that he was not feeling well and had to stay in the pit.
Nan Zhou said that he had some medicine at home and gave him two pictures to pick up some ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum to replenish his body. Shen Jingqing said no, he happened to kill a tiger when he went up the mountain yesterday.
Nan Zhou: "..."
The waiter said to Shen Jingqing: "What do you think of Nan Zhou's appearance?"
Shen Jingqing: "? What does it look like?"
The guy's face was expressionless: "Look at him, he looks like shit."
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Shen Jingqing was just about to say that his description was correct, yes, that guy was a piece of shit, but the guy went on to say, "But you want to take a bite again."
"..." Shen Jingqing: "What a disgusting metaphor."
Intention: The future is beautiful and brilliant
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