Chapter 1: Fortune telling in the park (2)

Aunt Li, who was at the scene, watched the policeman sprayed with saliva. But she couldn't help but drag him on the side: "In fact, not all fortune-telling is a feudal superstition. Some seniors can calculate some things out of their faces and eight characters. The one just now… …"

Aunt Li remembered Lin Qingyin’s age and appearance, so she couldn't utter the word ‘master'. She could vaguely say: "What the little girl said just now is a bit different. It might not be true, so don't take it seriously."

Aunt Zhang was unhappy when she butted in, she started arguing with Aunt Li. The policeman didn't pay care to anything else, he quickly separated the two and persuade them. It took him a long time to coax the two altogether.

*

Ma Mingyu returned to the police station and greeted his colleagues, then returned to his seat. After drinking water, he fell into deep thoughts. Lin Qingyin said he had three catastrophes in life, one was when he was born and the second one was on his 18th birthday.

He did have a difficult time when he was born. When his mother gave birth to him, she had difficulty giving birth and bleed heavily. At that time, the doctor also asked his father, who to save first. Fortunately, his mother was saved and he also survived. In these years, his mother's health has been bad because of the difficulty when she gave birth to him.

The second catastrophe was on his 18th birthday. A classmate who had a good relationship with him celebrated his birthday and invited a group of students to sing on KTV. At that time, a flower-style candle that can fly was quite popular. However, before they could finish singing him the birthday song, the candle flew right to the curtain, igniting the cheap acrylic curtain.

Ma Mingyu has never said these events to his colleagues, and he was not a native here. No one here should know about these two events, but Lin Qingyin said it right.

Ma Mingyu couldn't help but think. Can Lin Qingyin really tell fortune? How could it be? He touched his stomach subconsciously. He doesn't feel any discomfort at all. Maybe that little girl was only talking nonsense? Although he was comforting himself like this. To tell the truth, Ma Mingyu vaguely believed what Lin Qingyin said. After all, she said accurately those two events that happened.

While Ma Mingyu was in trance, Aunt Li came to the police station breathlessly. As soon as she entered, she saw Ma Mingyu standing in front of the table in a daze, and immediately rushed over: "Comrade, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Looking at Ma Mingyu's expression with some uneasiness, Aunt Li persuaded: "If you don't feel at ease you better go home. I came here in a hurry to talk to you again. This matter is not whether you believe it or not. It's better if you will go to the hospital to check. If you're not sick, then it's good. If there is something wrong, don't hesitate to get treatment. If you have a disease, you better treat it early. Don't wait for minor illness to become a serious illness."

Ma Mingyu nodded his head: "Aunt Li, don't worry, I will go to the hospital and take a test when I have my weekend off."

"Why are you still going to wait for the weekend off?" Aunt Li was anxious: "Today is Monday. There are still several days until the weekend. The disease can't be delayed. It's still better to go now to get a test so that you can feel at ease."

Aunt Li's voice got a little loud in anxiety. When Director Wang heard a noise, he came over. Seeing Aunt Li, he said: "Aunt Li, are you in trouble?"

The community behind the park was more than 30 years old. Director Wang worked at this police station when he was young. He knows all the residents in this area. He knows a few people and what they do in life.

Seeing Aunt Li had sweat on her forehead and Ma Mingyu looked pale and confuse. Director Wang hurriedly explained: "Aunt Li, this is a new pony from our institute this year, a fresh graduate student. Is there anything wrong with him? You said it, I will scold him."

Aunt Li was anxious: "This pony has a stomach disease, I am advising him to go to the hospital for examination."

Director Wang looked at Ma Mingyu's complexion, and immediately called another policeman: "Zhang Qing, hurry up and accompany Ma Mingyu to the hospital." Then, he looked at Ma Mingyu and sighed: "You child, if you are sick you should say it. What's embarrassing about it! Look at your pale face, is it that painful?"

Ma Mingyu: "… …" Director, will you believe me if I say that I was scared by a little girl?

*

Lin Qingyin took the cardboard and walked three miles before she finally got home. She took out the key to open the door and placed the cardboard behind the cabinet at the door, then she washed her hands and fill a bowl with the noodles in the pot.

Lin Qingyin took the chopsticks and took a bite of the noodles. Her brows couldn't help but frown. She got up, took the glass of water next to the dispenser, and drank two mouthfuls of water, then sighed heavily.

In the current world, aside from the thin spiritual energy, the biggest headache for her was eating. She didn't eat much in her previous life. Before entering the divination school, there were 5 people in her family. Four of them died from starvation. Before she starves to death, she luckily met her master and was brought to the immortal world. At that time, Shensuan Sect was regarded as a big sect in the cultivation world, so there was no shortage in all kinds of resources. To speed up their cultivation, they all ate Pigudan. After their foundation was built, even Pigudan was saved.

Lin Qingyin has a little impression of eating. After coming to this world, she would eat either special salty noodles or tasteless noodles. She couldn't understand, this food was so bad, how come people attach great desire to eat it? Why do they want to spend so much money on this kind of food? Isn't asking for her divination is fa better of an idea?