Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 201 The Conman 1

"Miss, would you like a fortune telling? No charge if it's inaccurate." An old Taoist priest, devoid of any air of otherworldly wisdom, squatted in front of his stall and spoke to a woman with dark circles under her eyes.

As a seasoned Taoist priest who had roamed the martial arts world for a long time, he could naturally tell what kind of people were easy to deceive.

For example, the one in front of me has dark circles under his eyes and yellowing eye sockets. He even seems a bit absent-minded when he walks. He's obviously a good target for pickpocketing.

Ling Yunzi scoffed at his disciple, "Quickly get Miss a bottle of water. Can't you see she's sweating?"

Ling Yi was nudged by him. She took out a bottle of ice water, still dripping with water, from a styrofoam box and handed it to the lady. Then, without saying a word, she returned to the stool and sat down.

Upon seeing this, the old Taoist priest was heartbroken.

He doesn't even know how to say a few words of deception at a time like this. This stupid apprentice of his is still a long way from becoming a master!

"Madam, your complexion looks sallow and your forehead is dark. Has something bad happened to you recently?"

While the old man's incessant chatter filled her ears, Ling Yi's mind was a jumble of fragmented memories of her from this world.

The original owner of this world was a conman who was raised by an old Taoist priest. Because the old Taoist priest was good at reading people and was also eloquent, he made a lot of money by telling fortunes.

Having been influenced by the old Taoist priest since childhood, the original owner also became a complete little swindler under his tutelage. At only twenty years old, he was already a swindler who could fool people on his own.

Given time, he might even be able to earn enough to buy himself a house just by talking.

Perhaps it's because her life ended abruptly at the age of twenty, without ever having the chance to see if the future would be wonderful.

During one of her fortune-telling sessions with a wealthy woman, she discovered that the woman was so weak that she was almost completely exhausted, yet her appearance showed no signs of it. She had a rosy complexion and was full of energy, looking as young as a recent college graduate despite being only in her forties.

She only needed to offer a few words of flattery to get the answer: the lady had been getting beauty treatments at a beauty salon called Fen Dai. The owner of that salon was extremely skilled, and hundreds of ladies there received treatments, yet none of them showed any signs of aging.

Hearing the noblewoman's praise of the beauty salon, the original owner became suspicious and went to investigate.

Then, unsurprisingly, an accident happened.

The beauty salon owner, Hua Dai, was not a highly skilled beauty expert at all; she was clearly a cunning and manipulative woman who sucked people's life force.

The painted-skin demon cultivated by absorbing the lifespan of its clients. The essence that overflowed during its cultivation indirectly beautified the skin of the noblewomen, making them look a hundred times younger and more radiant.

While these people were praising the proprietress's superb skills, they were unaware that her beauty was earned at the cost of her life.

When the original owner went to investigate, she happened to see Hua Dai absorbing human lifespan, which terrified her so much that her heart pounded.

The powerful demon, with hundreds of years of cultivation, instantly noticed the discordant heartbeat, snapped her neck, and sent her to her death. During this time, he continued his cultivation by absorbing the noblewoman's life force without stopping.

The original owner died unjustly, and her soul floated in the sky to watch her master find a Taoist priest to seek justice for her. However, the young Taoist priest falsely accused her of extortion. Terrified by the shop owner's resistance, she jumped off the building in a panic and broke her neck.

The poor old swindler, who had deceived people his whole life, finally stumbled on this one, getting killed by that charlatan as soon as he stepped out of the beauty salon.

Only she, floating in mid-air, could see that after killing someone, the painted-skin ghost nestled into the Taoist priest's arms, calling him her nemesis.

The aloof and ethereal young Taoist priest Bai Chengye of the Bai family warned her with an icy expression: "There must be no next time, or I will bring her to justice."

The original owner's unstable soul was immediately scattered by anger. So, the lives of the master and disciple were only worth a sentence like "There must be no next time"?

At the moment her soul was scattered, she was filled with resentment, leaving only a lingering thought: she would make those two scoundrels suffer a terrible death!

"Lingyi, Lingyi!" The old man called out in her ear. Lingyi came back to her senses and saw the old man winking at her: "What are you daydreaming about?"

Almost instinctively, she rubbed her eyes, which immediately reddened: "I wasn't distracted, but I just vaguely felt this lady's deep affection and was deeply moved by her."

Ling Yunzi's face stiffened, and he gritted his teeth: "This lady is asking about her fortune!"

Not every woman with red eyes is emotionally distressed. Can this wicked disciple stop applying formulas so casually?

Ling Yi remained unfazed: "This lady is certainly lucky, after all, she has a little divine beast protecting her."

Right next to the woman, a little corgi was rubbing against her leg, howling and whimpering. Its large tail, which hadn't been cut off when it was a baby, was wagging wildly, completely oblivious to why its owner wasn't paying attention to it.

The woman was taken aback, and Ling Yunzi was also taken aback.

Ling Yi made a mysterious handprint that even she didn't understand, coughed lightly, and said, "I observe that this lady has an ailment in her fertility palace, yet she has never given birth. Presumably, she has a pet at home that has recently passed away."

The woman who had been about to get up and leave after listening to Ling Yunzi's probing questions sat down immediately upon hearing this: "Master, please continue!"

Seeing that her reddened eyes had brightened, Ling Yi remained silent.

Seeing this, Ling Yunzi couldn't help but push the QR code forward.

The woman was taken aback for a moment, then readily pulled out her phone: "Master, how much do you want?"

“We don’t talk about money here,” Ling Yunzi smiled slightly, “we talk about fate.”

"288 Fate, please."

With a beep, Ling Yi seemed to have finished recharging and continued, "This lady probably owns a dog, hmm..."

She pinched her fingertips again: "He doesn't seem to be from the local area. The young man was about to face a calamity, but was spared because of his master..."

"Yes, yes, yes, you're absolutely right, Master!" The woman's eyes reddened even more at this point: "My Lele is a Corgi. When he was a puppy, the dog seller asked me if I wanted his tail docked, and I refused!"

“It’s so cute, how could I bear to let it lose its way of expressing its emotions?” The woman’s voice softened as she thought of her beloved dog: “Corgis with tails are cute too.”

“But…” Her voice lowered again, and her eyes reddened once more.

Ling Yi nodded mysteriously: "But she was unlucky and died of illness, leaving you behind."

"Master, you can even calculate this?" The woman's eyes widened in disbelief.

Her Lele did indeed die suddenly from a heart attack, and she swore she had never told the two people in front of her that.

Ling Yi smiled without saying a word. Whether it is a person or an animal, the soul will remain in the final state before death.

The corgi wasn't missing a single hair, so it couldn't have died in a car accident or some other accident.

If we remove these factors, wouldn't the cause of death become quite obvious?