In fact, I didn't have much hope in my heart.

"Oh? Sir, tell me." Li Baihu decided, if Yun Zhonghe was right, then he would continue.

But if Yun Zhonghe said it wrong, it proves that he is a liar. Don’t blame him for turning against him for being ruthless. At least he would have to cut off Yun Zhonghe’s tongue. He came to find Yun Zhonghe at a huge risk.

If Lan Shenxian knew that Li Tian would not go to tell fortunes to him, but came to Yun Zhonghe, Li Tian's skin would be stripped off.

But Lan Shenxian was too ruthless to collect money, three thousand taels a day.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Old routine, you write a word in your heart, remember to write it in your heart, I opened my eyes to the sky, and naturally I know what you are writing, and then after this word, I will tell you fortune."

Li Baihu said: "Okay, then I'll start writing in my heart."

Yun Zhonghe silently recited in his heart, No. 16 mentally ill, upper body.

As a result, no response.

No. 16, mentally ill.

Still no response!

I...I...My Day!

What does this mean? I came and left immediately after summoning me!

No. 23, Da Vinci, upper body.

Still no response.

Beethoven No. 8, mentally ill.

Still, there was no response.

Damn, damn, damn, all mentally ill, stop playing with me.

One hundred thousand is urgent, life is at stake.

In short, no matter how Yun Zhonghe summoned, these mentally ill personality in his body did not appear.

Is this my uncle here? How many days does it take for me to go to work every month?

And at this moment, Li Tian Baihu said: "Sir, I have finished writing this word in my heart, please do it!"

Damn, how should I calculate without the mind reading skills of a mental patient No. 16?

Uh, Li Baihu, if I say that my aunt is coming, I feel a little uncomfortable and don’t want to go to work, can you... accept this explanation?

It probably can't be.

Seeing Yun Zhonghe without a response for a long time, Li Tian Baihu frowned and said, "Sir, I have finished writing this word in my heart. Tell me, what words are I writing? Then you start telling fortunes for me."

Yun Zhonghe still did not respond, but closed his eyes, pinched his fingers, and pretended to be fortune telling.

What did you say that? It was calm on the surface, but it was so swollen inside.

Hell mentally ill, are you taking revenge on me? Are you jealous of me for being handsome?

After trying it more than ten times, the No. 16 mentally ill patient who knows how to read the mind still has no upper body.

Li Baihu's voice changed, and his eyes became cold: "Sir, I have finished writing this word, please start telling fortunes for me."

Then, his hand instinctively grabbed the handle of the knife.

If Yun Zhonghe cannot calculate the words in his heart, it will prove that he is a liar, then don’t blame him for turning against him and turning against him.

I am a dignified official of a family. It is easier to kill you a liar than to kill a dog.

Yun Zhonghe still closed his eyes and pinched his fingers.

Li Tian silently recited the countdown in his heart: "Ten, nine, eight..."

If Yun Zhonghe still didn't speak, he would kill him.

A liar in the world dares to play tricks on the officials of the guards in our city?

Those mentally ill patients still have no upper body. Not only the ghost who can read minds on the 16th, but even a mentally ill patient has no upper body.

Yun Zhonghe opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

Next, you have to rely on your own wisdom and luck.

"Three, two, one!"

The countdown to Baihu Li was over. He secretly pulled the knife out half an inch and said coldly: "Mr. Yun, the word in my heart has been written. Didn't you open your eyes? Let's start counting, what word is that? What trouble did I encounter again, how to crack it?"

"If you do it right, I will send this treasure to the City Lord's Mansion and hand it over to Young Master Jing Wubian. If you do it wrong, I'm sorry. It is the responsibility of our city guards' yamen that cannot be shirked away. Don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Chapter completed!