"First ask the spiritual chicken for a signature!"

Jiang Hanyan pointed to the majestic big rooster next to him. Jin Shining raised the rooster's head. The bright and shiny feathers shone beautifully in the sun. It was very extraordinary and frightened many people.

"This chicken doesn't look like an ordinary chicken. It looks at me as if it looks down on me." The man who spoke was a little depressed. He was not mistaken. The rooster just looked down on him.

He is a macho man, but he is despised by a chicken. How shameless!

"It's just a little bigger than an ordinary chicken. What a spiritual chicken. It's obviously a lie."

"We'll see in a minute!"

Everyone whispered and gradually divided into two groups. Some people thought that Jin Shining had a good temperament and might be a spiritual chicken with some abilities. The other group of people didn't believe it and wanted to see Jiang Hanyan's jokes.

After a while, there was no movement from Jin Shining. There were sneers and taunts from the crowd.

"It's just a stupid chicken, but my rooster is smarter than it!"

Song Chenggong's face turned darker and darker, and he raised his foot to smash the stall. Jiang Hanyan spoke, his voice colder than the winter ice stubble, "Hexagram 51, you will only ask for a fortune after you see Qian Lingji!"

"Okay, I'll give you the money. If you dare to fool me, just wait and see!"

Song Chenggong laughed angrily, took out a fifty-dollar sheet from his pocket, and threw it towards Jiang Hanyan. The paper money flew lightly in the air and slowly fell to the ground. The motionless Jin Shining suddenly flapped his wings.

He flew up and grabbed the money accurately.

Jin Shining tilted his head and looked at Song Chenggong for a few seconds. His golden mung bean eyes seemed to be able to speak. Song Chenggong clearly felt that this chicken was greeting his eight generations of ancestors of the Song family.

Absolutely.

He feels right!

"flutter"

Jin Shining spit out the money and walked back to Jiang Hanyan with eight-character steps. He stood unruly, his aura scorning all the mortals in front of him.

The expressions of the mortals were cracked, and the eyes they looked at Jin Shining became more respectful. Even a fool could tell that this was definitely not an ordinary chicken.

"Lingji doesn't accept the money he received, so be respectful!" Jiang Hanyan's face was as frosty as ice.

Song Chenggong gritted his teeth. The dazzling performance just now succeeded in frightening him. If this woman is really capable of helping him, he can call this bitch a grandma.

After struggling for a minute, Song Chenggong bent down, picked up fifty yuan, and handed it to Jin Shanshan with both hands.

Jiang Hanyan nodded slightly, Jin Shining took the money in her mouth, put it in her hand, walked to the neatly arranged playing cards, walked a few steps, took out one card, and spit it into Jiang Hanyan's hand.

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Everyone looked at the card in unison. The air was very quiet. Song Chenggong couldn't help but become nervous and clenched his fists unconsciously.

Jiang Hanyan opened the playing card, and inside was a piece of paper with a few difficult-to-understand signatures. In fact, she could barely understand it, but it didn't stop her from deceiving others.

After pretending to read the signature, Jiang Hanyan chuckled lightly, sitting on the small bench, raising his head to look at Song Chenggong who was standing. Although he was a lot shorter, he gave people a high and superior demeanor, which made people

Don't dare to underestimate it.

The melon-eating crowd watching the excitement became dubious. Could this beautiful woman really help Song successfully solve the problem of heirs?

I also thought it was impossible. Song Chenggong was well-known in this street. He did nothing from morning to night and was a street kid that everyone disliked. It was no secret that he couldn't have any children even after marrying three wives.

Maybe Jiang Hanyan heard about this and pretended to be mysterious to defraud money?

However, everyone still watched with gusto, and more and more people were watching, all wanting to see Jiang Hanyan fail in his trick and be ruined by Song Chenggong.

"You're in big trouble, you're going to kill your descendants!" Jiang Hanyan's words were shocking.

This man's heir palace was dark and dull. Even if there was no space medical book to remind him, she could tell that he was annihilating his descendants, but she had no way to solve it.

Jiang Hanyan felt that it might be God's will that she came here. With her talent in mystical arts and the assistance of space medical books, it shouldn't take long to become a generation of mystical masters, right?

The muscles on Song Chenggong's face kept twitching, and he raised his foot to smash the stall. Someone in the distance shouted: "Song Chenggong, your wife is pregnant, your mother wants you to go home quickly!"

The tense atmosphere suddenly disappeared, and Song Chenggong's dark face turned into a sunny one. He was going to be a father?

"Your wife wasn't feeling well yesterday. She went to the hospital for a check-up. She got the check-up sheet today. Come home quickly!" The man who ran over panting was Song Chenggong's neighbor.

Everyone looked at Jiang Hanyan with sarcastic eyes. Just now, he said that he would have no descendants, but now he was slapped in the face. This deception was not very clever.

Jiang Hanyan chuckled, not panicking, she couldn't get it wrong, this man's head was not an ordinary green!

Song Chenggong was overjoyed at first, and then furious. He raised his foot and was about to smash the stall. He actually dared to curse him to cut off his descendants. Damn it, he was scared to death!

A piece of green leaf fluttered gently in front of him. Jiang Hanyan sneered at the corner of his mouth and said slowly: "Buy a hat with the same color as this and wear it every day!"

Song Chenggong's face was greener than this leaf, and he yelled: "You bitch, you are impatient. If I don't give you some color today, I don't know what my last name is!"

"When you were ten years old, there was a catastrophe, and you almost died. Fortunately, you survived, but the coldness entered your body, which caused your kidneys to be insufficient and it was difficult to have children. If you want to have a child of your own, come to Fuqing

Find me on Road 36!"

As soon as Jiang Hanyan finished speaking, Song Chenggong's expression became dark and unclear, and his eyes were fearful.

He almost died when he was ten years old. During the summer vacation, he went to play at his grandparents' house in the countryside. He and a group of friends went up the mountain to play hide and seek. He hid in a grave bag, which was so dark and cool that he fell asleep without realizing it.

The friends searched for him for a long time but could not find him. It was not until midnight that the grandparents led the whole village up the mountain to look for him, and they found him unconscious and unworthy.

After that, he had a high fever for three days in a row, almost burning to death. He took pills from a local doctor in the village to get rid of the fever, because his grandparents were afraid of being blamed by his parents. His parents didn't know about this. How did this stinky bitch know?

?

Could it be that the child in his wife's belly really belongs to someone else?

Song Chenggong felt a surge of anger in his heart. His grandma, that bitch dared to cuckold him?

Jiang Hanyan smiled slightly, looking enigmatic.

"Wait for me!"

Like a big gray wolf, Song Chenggong put down his harsh words and strode away. He had to figure out the color of his head.

As soon as he left, the crowd immediately exploded. They looked at Jiang Hanyan respectfully. Song Chenggong's expression just now made it obvious that this woman... No, this half-immortal was right!

"Girl, I want to predict whether my old man's illness will be cured?"

A kind-hearted aunt with a sad face came over, took out fifty yuan, and handed it to Jin Shanshan respectfully.

Jin Shanshan took out a lottery ticket and spit it in front of Jiang Hanyan. The procedure was the same as before. Jiang Hanyan carefully read the signature and then looked at the aunt's face carefully. The Zisi Palace was as dark as Song Chenggong, but it was a little different.
Chapter completed!