Fortune-telling

"Well, we've finished offering incense."

Lin Feng looked at the people he had brought along. Every one of them had finished offering incense, so he spoke cautiously to An Weiyan beside him.

He still did not know whether An Weiyan would fleece them.

An Weiyan came back to his senses at his words. He had just been considering why these people had contributed different amounts to the incense offerings when they offered incense earlier.

"Thank you, everyone."

An Weiyan thanked them, showing no intention of asking for money.

When Lin Feng and the others saw that An Weiyan really seemed to have no intention of asking for money, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Daoist, I heard you used fortune-telling yesterday to help the police station catch seven criminals. Is that true?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment. He had not yet accomplished what he had come here for today, so he asked.

An Weiyan knew why he had come, so he was not surprised by the question. He simply nodded, acknowledging it.

Seeing An Weiyan admit it, Lin Feng was delighted.

"Then, might I ask you to read my face too, Daoist?"

At that, An Weiyan looked Lin Feng up and down. "What would you like to know?"

"Uh..." Lin Feng scratched his head. "I'd like to know about my wealth luck."

He felt a little embarrassed to bring it up, but he really was short of money.

The others who had come along found his words perfectly normal and saw nothing wrong with them.

But they were thinking that if this Daoist really could read wealth luck and such, he probably would not still be in this Daoist temple, would he?

Could he not simply read his own fortune and become the richest man under heaven?

An Weiyan studied him carefully, then his right hand involuntarily began forming hand seals to divine his fortune. After murmuring something under his breath, a glimmer of understanding arose in his heart.

"Your wealth luck is almost entirely flat throughout the first half of your life. Your wages should be very stable. But judging by your face, you're better suited to developing your career in Cloudwater City. There should be a turning point in about a week."

"If you're faced with a choice of leaving Cloudwater City to pursue opportunities elsewhere, you should choose to stay. You should then be able to achieve some modest success in your career."

Hearing An Weiyan say this, Lin Feng grew a little excited. He felt that great wealth and status were probably out of his reach in this lifetime.

But if he could achieve some modest career success, as An Weiyan had said, that would be enough for him.

"Thank you for your guidance, Daoist. How much is the fee...?"

Lin Feng was filled with joy, feeling as though his life was about to reach a turning point. He then moved to take out money for An Weiyan.

Seeing this, An Weiyan waved him off. "There's no need for money. See whether the reading turns out to be accurate. If it does, when you return to give thanks for your wish being fulfilled, just bring more worshippers along to offer incense."

Judging by his face, he was not someone destined for great wealth or status anyway.

Charging too little seemed pointless, and if he charged too much, the man would not be able to afford it. He might as well consider it an initial investment in publicity.

Hearing this, Lin Feng hurriedly thanked him again and again.

An Weiyan waved a hand. "That's all for today. I'm going to cultivate, so I won't stay any longer."

With that, An Weiyan hung a sign saying he was cultivating on the main door, then left.

His actions left the people beside Lin Feng momentarily stunned. They had just watched An Weiyan give a reading that seemed to show some real skill, and had wanted readings of their own.

Who would have thought An Weiyan would leave just like that?

Still, they had plenty of doubts about whether An Weiyan's reading was actually accurate.

"Do you think that reading was accurate?"

One of Lin Feng's friends looked at An Weiyan's retreating figure and asked with some uncertainty.

"No idea, but what he said was very clear. He wasn't at all like other fortune-tellers, who give you words wrapped in clouds and fog that sound so reasonable, but actually apply to all sorts of people."

"Whatever else you might say, he didn't take a penny, and he even told you to come back to give thanks only if the reading came true. I feel like he's very confident."

The others nearby were also somewhat doubtful. An Weiyan had not charged anything, leaving them unable even to suggest that he might be a fraud.

Whatever the case, they could not tell barefaced lies.

"Well, we'll know after waiting a week."

As they spoke, they prepared to head down the mountain.

Just then, another burst of noise came from outside the entrance, and they saw a crowd of people filing in.

The people who had climbed the mountain checked the temple's name, confirmed that they had come to the right place, then peered inside.

"Hello, may I ask if the Daoist is in here?"

A middle-aged man nearby directed the question at Lin Feng and the others.

Seeing that all these people had come looking for An Weiyan, Lin Feng immediately felt fortunate that he had arrived early. Had he come late, he might not even have had a chance to speak to the Daoist.

"He is, but he's already gone off to cultivate and doesn't want to be disturbed."

Lin Feng's words left the newcomers deeply disappointed. They had wanted to ask the Daoist to tell their fortunes.

"Then, when you saw the Daoist, did you ask him to read your face or tell your fortune? Was his reading accurate?"

With no other option, the middle-aged man could only ask about what concerned him.

Hearing this, the others all looked over too. They also wanted to know how skilled this Daoist was at face-reading. What they had seen online before might not count, but what they heard now should at least have some truth to it, right?

At the question, Lin Feng immediately recounted his conversation with An Weiyan to them.

"As for whether it's accurate, we'll have to wait a week to see."

Lin Feng finished with those words.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man hesitated, then quickly took out his phone. "Hey, buddy, could we add each other as friends? How about I contact you in a week?"

Climbing all the way up here was quite tiring. If he could get the result directly from Lin Feng, that would be best.

Lin Feng did not mind. He nodded, took out his phone, and added the man as a friend.

Seeing this, the others nearby also hurried forward, wanting to add him.

The people who continued arriving up the mountain saw those ahead of them frantically adding Lin Feng as a friend. After asking what was going on, they too hurriedly took out their phones and added him.

Lin Feng had been ready to head down the mountain, but so many people kept coming to add him that he ended up standing there until noon before he could leave.

His friend list had suddenly grown by more than three hundred people.

And that was only because he had added too many friends too frequently and could no longer add any at all.

In the end, he created a group and had them join it before the matter was finally settled.

Now, all these people were waiting for the result in a week. If the reading really proved accurate, they would make another trip to Cloud-Stilling Temple no matter what.