I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 262 - 147: The Avenger of My Father_2

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Today is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there happens to be a temple fair outside Guangning Temple.

Jin Wanshan, having a favor to ask of Jin Rengui, uncharacteristically bought roast duck and wine.

Finally, when he came across a vendor selling chicken giblets, he also bought a pound of braised chicken hearts.

Carrying the food and drink, just as Jin Wanshan was about to head back, he was suddenly stopped by a Jing Sect Divination Master setting up a fortune-telling stall by the roadside.

"Addiction to pleasures leads to a loss of resolve. This follower, from observing your light appearance and floating spirit, you seem like driftwood in a river, a broken raft in the sea, and I fear you will soon commit a grave offense that defies the heavens!"

Jin Wanshan glanced at the Jing Sect Divination Master and realized that she was actually a Female Half-Immortal.

"Speak clearly, don’t babble on with these ambiguous words..."

The Divination Robe on the Female Half-Immortal was already worn and faded, implying she was likely living in difficulty.

She scrutinized Jin Wanshan and said, "Divination is no easy task. If you want me to speak clearly, you must impress me."

Jin Wanshan frowned and said, "I have no money on me. Talk if you want to, if not, leave me alone!"

The Female Half-Immortal didn’t get angry. She swallowed her saliva and stared fixedly at the food in Jin Wanshan’s hands, saying, "I don’t want money. Give me the chicken hearts and roast duck, and I’ll divine your fortune."

Scamming for food and drink?

Having grown up in the marketplace, Jin Wanshan had seen all sorts of scam tricks.

"This food is for my father, how could I give it to you?"

Jin Wanshan glared fiercely at the female diviner and turned to leave, but after walking just a few steps, he turned back.

Sitting down grandly on a stool, Jin Wanshan threw the food onto the divination stall and said, "Divine for me when I can bet to turn things around and make big money!"

The Female Half-Immortal was taken aback and reconfirmed, "I see your family has some issues, surely you don’t want to neglect that and focus only on winning a bet?"

Winning a bet? Hearing this, Jin Wanshan’s spirits lifted.

"What’s important about family matters? Just tell me when I can win a bet. If it really works, there will be a reward for you!"

Seeing his persistence, the Female Half-Immortal asked for Jin Wanshan’s birth date and time. Her fingers moved rapidly, leaving Jin Wanshan dazzled, and he even vaguely saw her hands transform into fox claws.

Jin Wanshan rubbed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the Female Half-Immortal had finished the divination.

"You want to win a bet? That would be in sixteen years!"

Jin Wanshan’s anger flared, "I’m only sixteen this year, and you’re telling me to wait another sixteen years?"

"What nonsense of a diviner are you? Even a scam needs to be sweet-talked to make people happy. You can’t even do that, how can you call yourself a diviner?"

As Jin Wanshan spoke, he reached out to take back the food from the stall, but before he could touch it, the Female Half-Immortal blew a breath onto his face.

"Hey! You..."

Jin Wanshan’s vision blurred, and he stood up in a daze, walking away like a walking corpse, drooling and smiling foolishly.

About a quarter of an hour later, Jin Wanshan awoke at his doorstep, completely startled.

Huh? How did I get here?

Jin Wanshan looked at his house’s door in confusion. Wasn’t he just at the divination stall? How did he get to his home in the blink of an eye?

He checked himself over and found his sleeves empty, with no trace of the food or wine.

This is truly bizarre!

In the cold winter, sweat poured down Jin Wanshan’s back. He knew that he had encountered a real deity.

"This must be the Female Deity giving me advice. I should honestly repay my gambling debts and from now on, do proper business, not gamble again."

Jin Wanshan muttered to himself at his doorstep, considering it a warning.

After all, if the Female Diviner said it would be sixteen years to win a bet, if he knowingly still gambled and lost, he would be a fool!

Back home, without anything to do, Jin Wanshan asked his mother to kill a chicken and cook it, saying he had something to say to his father that night.

His mother thought, this is wonderful news!

The child and his father had always been at odds, but now that the child initiated a conversation, it was better than anything.

"Alright! As long as you’re willing to change, that’s good enough. I’ll cook the chicken for you two."

Carpenter Jin, thinking about what his son said, finished his work early and rushed home.

"Father, try this chicken heart. It’s delicious!"

Jin Wanshan cheerfully offered his father wine and food, being very considerate.

Knowing his son’s temperament, Carpenter Jin asked directly what the matter was.

Jin Wanshan confessed about owing a hundred taels in gambling debts, and if not paid on time, he would be sent to the palace as a eunuch.

Carpenter Jin’s face changed instantly upon hearing this.

"Lost a hundred taels from gambling? This is what you call a fast-making money business?"

Carpenter Jin, furious, lost appetite for the delicious chicken.

Beside him, the Jin family matron cried uncontrollably.

"Your father has only one child. If you’re sent to the palace, who will carry on the Jin family legacy..."

Perhaps because of the chicken heart, Carpenter Jin, usually simple and honest, suddenly had an idea.

"We can’t come up with a hundred taels, but I can give twenty taels to find him a wife. As long as his ’equipment’ is still there, let’s leave the Jin family a seed."

"Within two or three days, whether it happens or not is up to fate..."

Jin Wanshan abruptly stood up, hearing this.

"Father, what are you talking about? Getting married and holding a banquet takes preparation. Even without those, I can’t focus on such matters now."

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