Xiaobai asked in surprise, and Feng Junzi replied calmly: "Indeed, it's a divine ability. Not everyone can directly sense others' thoughts. Most people in this world can't do that, but you're an exception. It's laughable that you think it's normal. As the saying goes, 'knowing someone's face but not their heart', but you can know someone's heart, which is extraordinary. This is a kind of 'telepathy', and your ability is also called empathy."

  Feng Junzi was sipping his wine and speaking in a slow and unhurried tone, as if he were chatting about everyday matters. But to Xiao Bai's ears, it sounded like each word was striking him one by one. He had never heard of such things before, nor had he ever thought this way himself. He only vaguely felt that his abilities in this regard might surpass those of ordinary people, but he had no idea that this was an ability that ordinary people did not possess!

  "Is what you're saying true?"

  "The immortal points the way, how can I speak falsely? If you don't believe me, you can go ask others."

  Xiao Bai naturally didn't dare to believe it immediately and asked: "But I've seen many people who can..."

  Feng Junzi interrupted him: "That's just observing words and expressions, guessing intentions, putting oneself in others' shoes, it's just a worldly skill. It's not your kind of straightforward divine connection... For example, when I look at you, I don't need any special mind-reading skills. Those street fortune tellers are all good at this, they see someone and say something to cheat them out of two coins."

  Bai Shaoliu: "That little girl I met today mentioned something about the strange door calculation, and said that it can't be misunderstood by the masses in the great hall."

  Feng Junzi: "What you said is right, that little girl is also considered half an insider, she should have learned the Qimen numerology. With her family background, they can invite such a teacher, I really don't understand why she learns these things?"

  Bai Shaoliu: "So what she said was true, then you..."

  Feng Junzi laughed and coughed, saying: "Why did I run to the street to tell fortunes? Who is so full that they ran to the big street to show off with Qimen numerology? It's all about observing words and colors! …… You're naturally good at this, put away this sign. Aren't you unemployed? With this skill, you can make a living."

  Bai Shaoyu shook his head: "I don't want to do this!"

  Feng Junzi: "Isn't your ambition here? That's great! Poor you, you've mixed to this point, then your ambition is in the world. This signboard is a gift from me, use it or not as you please... It's getting late, we should leave, otherwise my wife will think I'm sneaking out to fool around and I'll be kneeling on the washing board when I get home."

  "Rubber roller? What era is this now? Washing machines have long been popularized, who still has that thing?"

  "Alas! You don't know, that washing board is their family heirloom passed down from their ancestors!"

  This bowl of spicy hot pot cost twenty yuan, and the flavors were all there. Bai Shaofeng was a bit dazed and confused as he carefully folded up the sign with the immortal's directions on it and put it in his pocket, then left the door with Feng Junzi. He wanted to take bus 19 from in front of the Motong Bank, and just as they arrived at the stop, he saw a familiar figure standing outside the bank entrance from afar.

  That was a young woman, with a slender figure and a charming demeanor, but wearing a dark-colored shirt and a low-brimmed duck-billed cap. Her movements were somewhat furtive, her head always lowered, looking around cautiously before walking to the ATM outside the bank. That was Zhuo Ru, Bai Shaofeng's former colleague, who had retreated home after being injured in a car accident and hadn't been seen by him since. He still missed her, but knew she didn't want to see familiar faces now, so he hadn't gone to visit her, not expecting to run into her here.

  From Xiaobai's perspective, her line of sight was just right to see the screen of the ATM through her front side. Xiaobai's eyesight was too good, and from such a distance, Zhuang Ru couldn't possibly see him clearly, while Xiaobai could even see the numbers on the ATM screen clearly. Zhuang Ru was using her debit card to withdraw money, and Xiaobai saw the words "Insufficient balance, please re-enter" at first glance. Zhuang Ru's fingers were trembling slightly as she pressed the "Query Balance" touch key again. The balance displayed on the screen was 751.23 yuan, and she seemed to sigh, withdrew 500 yuan, carefully put it in the side pocket of her long pants, lowered her head, turned around quickly and left.

  Zhuang Ru's heart was filled with disappointment, and even a sense of despair, her mind was a complete blank as she didn't know what to think. As she walked, she kept her head down, only noticing the surroundings but forgetting to look ahead. Xiao Bai sensed this and quickly took a few steps forward, wanting to call out to her to stop. Because in front of Zhuang Ru was a roadside tree on the path, and she was walking past it as if she had lost her soul, completely unaware. Zhuang Ru really did bump her head against the tree, while Xiao Bai didn't have time to shout out loud, because he also bumped into the tree. Xiao Bai only looked sideways at Zhuang Ru, taking a few quick steps forward and just about to call out to her, but didn't notice that in front of him was also a tree.

  A strange and funny scene appeared on the street at night. A young woman walked with her head down and accidentally bumped into a tree. A young man in the distance was about to shout to her, but also accidentally bumped into another tree while turning his body. Bai Shaofeng's shoulder and head hurt from the bump, and she sat down at the base of the tree, seemingly hearing Feng Junzi's voice coming from afar: "Someone walking without looking ahead, poor trees! Who did they offend?"

  Xiaobai didn't have the mood to listen to Feng Junzi's words from afar, and quickly got up and ran towards Zhuang Ru. Earlier, Zhuang Ru had crashed into a tree trunk with her forehead, and judging by the way she fell, it wasn't light. She lay on the ground for half a day without getting up. Xiaobai rushed over, squatted down, and reached out from behind Zhuang Ru to help her sit up. Zhuang Ru was still dizzy from being hit, and with one hand pressed against her forehead, she hadn't fully come to. Her hair was disheveled, with black locks spilling out from under the brim of her hat, covering half of her right face. As she leaned back, a gentle breeze blew by, and her hair scattered behind her ear, revealing the hidden side of her face to Xiaobai's gaze.

  Zhuang Ru used to be beautiful, in Xiao Bai's sexual fantasy, she had always been the representative of mature sensuality. Now this face, on the left side is still exquisite, delicate skin, curved eyebrows, slightly closed eyes, pink and plump lips, everything shows her beauty. But on the right side of the face, there are three deep and long scars distributed in a cross shape, the scars under the streetlight are a nauseating purple-black color, tangled and twisted.

  The thickest scar runs from the forehead, breaking through the eyebrows and extending diagonally down to the mouth corner. If it were any deeper, it would probably have damaged her eyes as well. Another S-shaped scar curves from the highest point of the cheekbone to the root of the ear, crossing half of her face like a large centipede. There is also a deep wound that Xiao Bai suspects almost exposed bone when she was injured, running straight from the eye corner to the lower jaw like a knife cut. Apart from these three major scars, there are many small wounds on her right cheek, with skin torn and fragmented in disarray.

  What kind of human face is this? Xiaobai immediately thought of the devil, yaksha, ashura... and other terrifying legendary figures. Especially when combined with the other half of her exquisite face, it was simply a torture to people's visual nerves! Xiaobai's first reaction was almost screaming out loud, his second reaction was almost dropping her back onto the ground. However, he didn't scream or move, taking a deep breath and managing to remain calm because he had mentally prepared himself.

  He had long known that Zhuo Ru's face was injured and the injury was severe. Today, as soon as he saw her, he sensed that she was very afraid in her heart, with a feeling of hiding in a dark room, terrified and not daring to come out to meet people. Xiao Bai knew why, Zhuo Ru's mood when she bumped into the tree was close to despair, if he made another loud noise now, she might even have the heart to die. Xiao Bai was very clear about how to talk to her in this situation.

  Zhuang Ru opened her eyes in a daze, and instinctively raised her hand to cover the left side of her face with her hair. She hadn't yet seen clearly who the kind-hearted person was that had helped her up. At this time, she heard a familiar voice: "Zhuang Jie, don't be afraid, it's me, Xiao Bai! You don't need to hide your face, I've already seen it, it's nothing. You got hurt, but it's not your fault. Get up quickly, let me take a look at your forehead, it seems like you hit it and it's bleeding!" Then Zhuang Ru saw Xiao Bai's calm eyes and his genuinely concerned expression. Since she had gotten hurt, she had heard many comforting words, but this was the first time someone looked her straight in the eye without blinking, with such a calm tone. Her heart felt a pang, and before she knew it, tears began to flow down her face.