"The reason of the blooming kapok is not bad," the little fox nodded in approval.
As a fox who had strolled in the forest park, she truly thought the kapok trees in full bloom were very beautiful. If she hadn't been there for something important, she might have couldn't help but take out her phone to snap some pictures.
Si Mo gave the little fox a sidelong glance.
His words weren't too long or complicated, right? How could the little fox miss the point?
Rong Lan caught Si Mo's look, coughed lightly, and got back to the point. "So, that fox from God knows where came to this world about a month ago?"
"Right!" Si Mo picked up a piece of carrot. "It probably has been hiding in the forest park for cultivation and only recently came out to move around."
"Then—" How unlucky must she be to be bumped into by Si Mo right after coming out.
Rong Lan had just started what she wanted to say when someone lifted the bamboo curtain and walked into the fortune - telling shop.
Rong Lan looked up, while Si Mo, sitting with his back to the door, turned around.
Two pot - bellied middle - aged men walked in. When they saw Rong Lan and Si Mo, their eyes lit up. They walked over quickly, reaching out their hands to shake hands with them. "Master! I finally found you!"
Business in the fortune - telling shop had been quite good recently. It wasn't strange for someone to call them master as soon as they came in.
But every time they had lunch or took a lunch break, they would hang a sign saying "Taking a break, do not disturb" at the door.
Did these two middle - aged men not see the sign? Or did Si Mo forget to hang it when he brought the food back? Why did they just walk in?
Rong Lan took a deep look at the chicken leg in her hand. Reluctantly, she put the chicken leg back into the bowl, took off the disposable gloves, wiped her fingers with a wet tissue, then stood up and reached out her hand to shake hands with the two potential customers. "Hello."
Si Mo sighed silently, put down his chopsticks, and stood up. He shook hands with them respectively. "Hello. Please wait a moment. I'll clear the table." Although he wasn't a glutton, he didn't like to be disturbed while eating.
"No no no, master, you don't need to bother. We just came to give something to you. Once the thing is in your hands, we'll leave right away. We won't disturb your lunch." As they said, they each took out a bank card from their pockets.
Rong Lan: "???" Was there such a good thing? Were they not here for fortune - telling but just to give her money?
Si Mo signaled the little fox with his eyes, silently asking if she knew them.
Rong Lan met Si Mo's gaze and shook her head imperceptibly. She had never seen these two middle - aged men before, and they weren't the customers who had been to the fortune - telling shop. Could they be scammers?
"Master! Please accept this bank card!" One of them handed the bank card to Rong Lan, and the other to Si Mo. "There's 100,000 yuan in the card. Although it may not be a large amount for masters, it's just a token of our respect for our elders."
The dragon and the fox looked at each other and didn't rashly reach out to take the bank cards, for fear of some new type of scam.
Rong Lan coughed lightly, putting on an inscrutable look as a master. "What do you mean? We can't just take your money. Why don't you sit down and explain it clearly first?"
"No! We already feel very sorry for disturbing your lunch break!" They waved their hands nervously. Seeing that Rong Lan and Si Mo didn't take the bank cards, they simply put the bank cards on the table. "The master helped our ancestors. Our ancestors have been having dreams to us juniors for a month, asking us to thank the master well. We searched for a long time before finding the master's shop here, so we came."
Rong Lan blinked her eyes. Ancestors? Having dreams? She seemed to know why they came to give her money.
Si Mo reacted as soon as he heard "having dreams". After all, every time he met those little ghosts, they always complained to him that having dreams to their juniors was like having dreams to a log, with no reaction at all.
"We understand..." Rong Lan murmured unconsciously.
Hearing Rong Lan's words, the two middle - aged men looked at each other and both sighed in relief. "It's good that the master understands. Then we won't disturb your lunch. We'll leave first."
The two came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
Watching them walk out of the fortune - telling shop, Rong Lan couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Their attitude makes us seem not like masters but like monsters." Those two had been on edge all the time, nervous and a bit scared. Their looks at her and Si Mo were especially cautious.
"Normal," Si Mo sat down again and pushed the bank card in front of Rong Lan. "If I were human, I'd also be scared when meeting two people who can contact ancestors who died hundreds of years ago."
"Yeah," Rong Lan said noncommittally. She sat down, put the bank card into the drawer. "Let's have lunch first. We'll transfer the money in the bank card to the public account of the fortune - telling shop this afternoon."
There were two bank cards, each with 100,000 yuan, and both used the initial password.
After lunch, Rong Lan couldn't wait to transfer the money out of the card, for fear that something unexpected would happen later.
"Si Mo, what did they mean by saying they searched for a long time before finding this place?" Rong Lan recalled what the two customers had said just now and felt more and more strange.
Si Mo leaned against the chair and gently shook his folding fan. "Although you gave those little ghosts your card number, the people having the dreams probably didn't quite believe the card number was real for fear of being scammed. So their thinking should be to first find the master described by their ancestors in the dream to see if the master really exists, and then give the money directly to the master instead of transferring it to a bank card."
Rong Lan suddenly understood. "Got it! With the ability of those little ghosts, once they enter the dreams of their juniors, the dreamers can't speak in the dream. So they can't ask for the master's specific address at all. They can only find it by guessing."
"Right!" Si Mo nodded.
The little fox put her hand on her forehead. "So, it's really a big oolong."
"Although the money came a bit late, it's here anyway. I'll talk to the little ghosts when I go for a walk tonight to see which juniors are so sensible." Telling the little ghosts that the money had been received, they could tell their juniors when having dreams so that their juniors wouldn't think they had found the wrong person. But it was obviously not suitable to leave this to the little fox who was afraid of ghosts. He had to do it.
Coincidentally, he had to stroll outside as a bait in the evenings these days.
For two consecutive days, several groups of people came to the fortune - telling shop one after another. They all said they were here to thank the master on behalf of their ancestors and gave Rong Lan quite a lot of money.
On Friday afternoon, the little ghosts who had been strolling around doing good deeds gathered in the fortune - telling shop.