Night Song - Chapter 115
The boy stopped to see the carriages and horses off into the distance, and just as he turned around, a dark figure blocked his way.
"This young master has a face that exudes wealth and good fortune, and he is exceptionally intelligent with a clear mind and refined features. He will surely be able to hold great power in the future and become a ruler of a region."
As expected of a disciple of the sect, the boy was well-mannered. When the strange man with tattered clothes and a strange look in his eyes jumped out, the boy did not change his expression. He only took a step back to avoid the filthy smell.
"Unfortunately, fate plays tricks on us. Without the guidance of a master, we are bound to have regrets in our lives." The strange man chuckled, his face filled with excited anticipation.
The boy frowned slightly. "What regret?"
“Originally, this was a secret of heaven that could not be revealed, but since we have met now, it seems we are destined to meet, so I will make an exception and offer some guidance.” He stroked his half-fallen beard. “You must not go to Yangzhou for several years, and you must not go with your mother. It would be best if you never went in this lifetime. If one day you suddenly have a younger sister, remember to pretend you don’t know anything. You should know that ignorance is bliss, and harmony in the family brings prosperity…”
After patiently waiting for the incessant chatter to finish, the boy pondered for a moment and stopped his attendant from rushing forward to give him a good beating. "This madman is quite pitiful, let's give him some money to get rid of him."
While munching on a steaming hot bun, with dark circles under his eyes, the fortune teller sadly shed tears.
The three people who had received advice each faced their own inescapable fates.
All of this stems from the prophet's lack of understanding.
So, if you ever encounter a fortune teller in plain clothes with a mustache on the street, please listen patiently to what she has to say, otherwise she will transform into a stepmother and squat in front of the screen, grumbling and banging away.
Fate can be changed, can't it?