Listening to Lin Qingyins dismissive words, Fatty Wang couldnt help but laugh. He immediately turned his head and saw the shopkeepers angry old face turned red and looked a little bit annoyed.

Lin Qingyin glanced at him, turned her head, and said to Zhang Qidou: Master Zhang, I trampled his formation, we have to give him some compensation. Why dont you give him divination for free.

Zhang Qidou carefully looked at the black face of the shopkeeper and said solemnly: Seeing that you have erect eyebrows, your eyes are red, and your cheeks are dark. A catastrophe is bound to come.

Owner: MF!

Lin Qingyin nodded her head: Its not comprehensive enough to say only half, what else do you see?

Zhang Qidou hesitated for a while and continued: This person has a small head and a small face. He should be a poor and humble worker for his whole life, but

Lin Qingyin chuckled softly: From the look of his face, you think this person should have no house and no car, and shouldnt have a shop at all.

Thats what I mean. Zhang Qidou said with a sigh of relief: This person not only has a poor persons face but also murderous. I really cant see any good side.

The shopkeeper looked at the two people ignoring his existence. They simply keep commenting and poking his lung upfront. The shopkeeper couldnt help but be angry. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the black umbrella behind him, then opened it. A black mist came out of it and attacked Lin Qingyin and the others.

Lin Qingyin didnt even turn her head, stretched out her arm, and waved her hand lightly. The raging black mist disappeared in an instant.

Everyone:

The shopkeeper:

Lin Qingyin looked at Zhang Qidou: Dont pay attention to him, you keep talking.

Zhang Qidou had a cold sweat in fright earlier, he failed to react. Seeing Lin Qingyin ask him again, he wiped his forehead in embarrassment: I was scared and forgo.

Lin Qingyin shook her head helplessly: Actually, you have a good eye, but you are a little timid. Dont you just need to break the umbrella? What is there to be afraid of?

Zhang Qidou knew himself well, and smiled embarrassedly: Its because Im too scared.

Seeing that Zhang Qidou couldnt say anything new, Lin Qingyin turned her head to look at Han Zhengfeng. Han Zhengfeng waved his hand awkwardly and said, I cant do this. I dont know divination.

Lin Qingyin didnt ask Fatty Wang. He could only see fur, so naturally, he couldnt tell what Zhang Qidou couldnt see.

Since everyone cant tell, Lin Qingyin simply said: Looking at his Yintang both red and black, and the horizontal lines on his face. He should have been a grave robber when he was around 48 years old. He survived and tasted a bit trace of prosperity. But this trace of prosperity is ferocious, which shows that he killed people and also robbed other peoples property. Lin Qingyin finished speaking and turned her head and looked at the shopkeeper: glanced: Am I right?

The shopkeeper looked at Lin Qingyin with fear. His black pupil turned gloomy as he laughed: Unexpectedly, you are young, but you have good eyesight.

Not only, I have good eyesight, but my skills are also good. Lin Qingyin smiled sarcastically: You thought after killing and robbing people, you can sit back and relax, but your wrongdoings give birth to an evil spirit, and this evil spirit brought so much pain into your body. So you came up with this evil method to seize the soul of others. You use the young peoples curiosity to sell some strange things, and then use these things to forcibly detain their souls. When the pain is unbearable, you use these souls to absorb the evil spirit in your body. Am I right?

The shopkeeper looked at Lin Qingyin and squinted his eyes: I see. You come for the boy that came here the day before yesterday, right? Its a pity, you came late, his soul is already gone.