My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 494 If I’m not mistaken, you have two sons and two daughters

So confident? Have you been chewing Mentos? Qin Feng glanced over and saw a thin middle-aged man with a long beard, wearing a grey robe and carrying a white flag with three large characters written on it – Immortal Without Borders!

An eerie aura swept over him.

For some reason, Qin Feng had the feeling that he had met this person before.

“Have we met before?” Qin Feng asked in confusion.

“I often travel around guiding others on their way. It’s not surprising if you’ve seen me before,” the middle-aged man said with a smile.

After remembering, Qin Feng could not connect this person to anyone he had met before.

After carefully using the Dual Pupil Ability to examine him, Qin Feng couldn’t see anything special. He must just be a liar.

Heh, showing off divination skills in front of the Literature Saint Dao Lineage is like playing with a machete in front of Guan Yu.

Now that he confirmed that this person was nothing special, Qin Feng was too lazy to respond. He waved his hand and said, “No need, you can go elsewhere.”

In the face of rejection, the middle-aged man didn’t leave. Instead, he continued, “I am a skilled fortune-teller and my predictions never fail. It’s fate that we are meeting today. Why not let me read your face for free?”

As he finished speaking, the middle-aged man began to evaluate Qin Feng, then sighed, “Jade trees facing the wind, outstanding among humans. Although you are young, you will soon gain fame and fortune and become famous throughout the world.”

Empty flattery, a fraud indeed. Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, “Thank you for your kind words, Master.”

“No problem, no problem,” the middle-aged man smiled, stroking his beard, then looked at the disguised Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan in amazement, “These two are extraordinary. Extraordinary! From their aura alone, they are like fairies descending to earth. Looking at their figures and roots, they are definitely destined for a prosperous marriage and many offspring”.

While shaking his head and waving his fingers, the middle-aged man said to Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan, “If my prediction is correct, you will have a son in the future.”

“Besides, you will have a daughter in the future.”

Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan, who had been silent the whole time, looked over at these words.

Qin Feng sneered inwardly, I’m ignoring you, yet you’re not done? The liar dares to deceive my wife.

“Master is truly remarkable, even able to see whether one will have sons or daughters in the future. I won’t hide it from you, Master. This time I have brought my cousin’s to visit the Western Region. Perhaps the Master can also help me to see how many sons and daughters I will have in the future?

The words cousin’s were of course meant to distract the so-called Master, and if he made a mistake, they could confront him on the spot!

And indeed, the middle-aged man fell for it, pinching his fingers again and pretending, “Congratulations, young master, if I haven’t miscalculated, you will have two sons and two daughters in the future.”

Seeing through the deception, Qin Feng asked again, “Master, are you sure you’re not mistaken? Would you mind taking another look?”

The middle-aged man waved his hand, “Divination works one time only and another one would make it inaccurate.”

“In that case, the Master may have made a mistake today. I won’t hide it from you any longer. Actually, these two are not my cousins.”

“I know, they are both your wives,” the middle-aged man said with a smile.

Qin Feng was somewhat surprised, “So the master knows. Then I must ask, how did these two wives of mine, only one son and one daughter, turn into two sons and two daughters according to your prediction?” 

“Could it be that I, as a grown-up man, can also give birth to a son and a daughter? Please enlighten me, Master.”

“What is so strange about it? The young master’s destiny is tied up in romantic entanglements, and the marriage is not limited to them. The additional son and daughter are of course from the other women,” The middle-aged man stroked his beard and spoke confidently.

As soon as these words were uttered, Qin Feng’s face stiffened, and Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan looked over with meaningful glances.

Danger, danger, danger!

Qin Feng, who was alert in his heart, shouted loudly, “This is absurd! Besides my two wives, there is no room for another woman in my heart. What malicious intent do you have to slander me like this?”

“I don’t want to see you again. Leave quickly.”

The middle-aged man shook his head, turned around and left with the white flag in hand, but left this sentence before leaving, “I know the young master came to the Western Regions to look for someone. If you can’t find any clues, you might as well have a drink at the Peony Pavilion. You might find something there.”

“What Peony Pavilion? It’s inexplicable. Just the sound of it tells you it’s not a proper place.”

“Ladies, that person looks like a swindler at first glance, all his words are just nonsense. Don’t take them seriously.”

“Besides, you two must know what kind of person I am?” Qin Feng quickly defended himself.

Liu Jianli said quietly, “That person left something for you.”

“Look at the table,” Cang Feilan added.

Qin Feng looked down and saw large characters formed by the wine stains on the table – “What you hear may not be true, what you see may not be real.”

Why does this scene look so familiar?

Qin Feng remembered that shortly after he entered the Imperial City, a storyteller in a tavern had left him a similar message.

With a thin figure and a shabby appearance, could it be that this fortune teller is the same one from before?

Thinking about it, Qin Feng hurriedly ran to the window and looked outside the tavern. The figure holding the white flag disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

“Wife, that person just now…”

“He is skilled and inscrutable,” Liu Jianli confirmed.

Cang Feilan added, “He is a high-level practitioner of the Literature Saint Dao Lineage, able to conceal destiny and hide his own aura.”

“Wife means he’s a high-level practitioner of the Literature Saint Dao Lineage?”

Cang Feilan nodded, and then looked at Qin Feng quietly. Although her eyes were calm, there seemed to be an undercurrent surging.

Liu Jianli also looked over at the same moment.

“Why are you all looking at me like that?” Qin Feng felt a shiver run down his spine.

“The divination skills of the high-grade Literature Saint Dao Lineage won’t be weak,” Cang Feilan said lightly.

Qin Feng’s expression stiffened at the words.

As the sun set behind the western mountains, night fell.

Among the pedestrians coming and going, someone stopped and changed direction.

On the street, some of the merchants who had been shouting suddenly began to pack up their stalls before finishing their sales.

Some vendors were still haggling with customers at their stalls, but they paid no attention, as if they hadn’t heard anything, and simply packed up and left.

The angry customers grumbled, but the vendors showed no reaction.

They all had expressionless faces, lifeless eyes and an eerie aura.

The abandoned temple, where no one paid attention during the day, opened a crack in its door at that moment. Black threads stretched out from it, disappearing into the shadows of the earth and spreading all over Qiongyu City.

Rustling sounds echoed one after the other, as if something was trying to break through the earth.

If someone approached the temple and listened carefully to the ground, they might even hear a thumping sound like a drum beating.

Whoosh~

A gust of night wind blew, causing the temple door to creak.

The eyeballs of the eerie bull-headed statue glowed with a faint red light.