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Chapter 2: Game 749-"The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain: Game 749"
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Hu Jiulang took out a small box from under the table and placed it in front of Yang Tong.
"This was given to me by the person you mentioned. I know he is not a destined person, and I didn't intend to settle it for him. He caused a lot of trouble, but I gave him too much..."
Yang Tong became a little curious.
"What is this?"
Hu Jiulang smiled slightly.
"It's high-quality cinnabar. It's extremely rare. I usually make some talismans and seals for fun, so I was attracted by this thing. I did a fortune telling for him and found out that he would be in a big disaster yesterday. I taught him to avoid this disaster..."
Before Hu Jiulang finished speaking, Yang Tong's green green hands grabbed Hu Jiulang's lapel.
"Did you know! You taught her to avoid the so-called disaster, which resulted in eight people in our bureau being injured!"
When Hu Jiulang saw her red lips almost touching his face and exhaling like this, he couldn't help but feel itchy in his heart. He raised his hands high.
"Sister, I just taught him to avoid risks, but I didn't teach him to hurt others. I just made some money, so you can't take your anger out on others!"
When Yang Tong heard this, he let go of his hand.
"But we could have easily caught him! Since you are a principled person, how could you destroy your principles for these cinnabar?"
Hu Jiulang smiled bitterly.
"This cinnabar is extremely rare, of high quality, and the power of the talismans made is also the best. Many cinnabars are realgar, apatite, and asphaltene, but this cinnabar is extremely pure. It is rare to find but not to ask for! It's not a big deal to teach him to avoid some risks. Who knew... it would implicate your bureau... Yes, what bureau are you in?"
Yang Tong gently kneaded his fingers.
"Aren't you very good at calculating? Do you calculate?"
Hu Jiulang pursed his lips.
"I only understand Yin and Yang and understand gossip. I can help people seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. I'm not a god. How do I know your identity?"
Having said that, Hu Jiulang continued:
"749 rounds? I've heard of it, but what exactly is it?"
Yang Tong's expression changed, and he found that Hu Jiulang had an ID in his hand, and that ID was his own. It seemed that when she grabbed Hu Jiulang's lapel just now, this kid stole it without anyone noticing.
Yang Tong's thoughts changed, and the certificate flew out as if it had wings. Yang Tong reached out to take it, and Hu Jiulang touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.
"It's incredible, but it doesn't seem like you're taking things with your mind. What kind of technique is it?"
Yang Tong's face turned cold.
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