"..."

Listening to the two people arguing, Xiao Chen looked weird. The old fortune teller lost his phone and money?

No wonder I can’t be contacted!

No, all the money is lost, then whose phone is this?

"Nie Jingfeng, am I starving you?"

Over there, the old fortune teller said angrily.

"If you throw it away, just throw it away. You won't be hungry!"

"..."

Nie Jingfeng did not move, but he was not hungry.

"What about that, old fortune teller, please stop arguing..."

Xiao Chen spoke.

"What's going on? My mobile phone is lost, my money is lost? What about my bank card?"

"Ahem, it's all gone."

The old fortune teller was a little embarrassed. He didn't want Xiao Chen to know about this, but he didn't expect Nie Jingfeng to tell it.

"Ah? The bank card is gone too?"

Xiao Chen was speechless.

"What are you doing here? Why did you leave it so cleanly?"

"I just wasn't paying attention..."

"Have someone stolen it?"

Xiao Chen was surprised. With the strength of the old fortune teller, someone could steal it? He must be a master thief, right?

"Of course not. Anyone who comes close to my old man will lose him accidentally..."

said the old fortune teller.

"Then you didn't do the math. Where did you throw it?"

Xiao Chen asked again.

"Boy, do you think I'm a god?"

The old fortune teller was unhappy.

"Well, then your money is gone and your bank card is gone. I can't transfer money to you... By the way, do you have an ID card? Go get another bank card and I'll transfer the money to you."

Xiao Chen thought of something and said.

"No."

The old fortune teller replied.

"..."

Xiao Chen was helpless, so there was nothing he could do.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about us, am I still short of money as a fortune teller? I just bought this phone."

said the old fortune teller.

"It's true that I just bought it and took me to set up a stall to tell fortunes, but it's quite fun..."

Nie Jingfeng answered again.

"..."

Xiao Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was really a penny that could stump a heroic man.

The old fortune teller has no money, so he goes to set up a stall to tell fortunes?

I don’t know who has such a good fortune that an old fortune teller can tell his fortune!

"By the way, you can download WeChat and I can transfer money to you via WeChat..."

Xiao Chen thought of something and hurriedly said.

“Can’t this mobile phone for the elderly, which costs more than 100 yuan, use WeChat?”

The old fortune teller played with it and said.

"..."

Xiao Chen was speechless. It seemed that the stall business was not very good, otherwise he would have bought a mobile phone for the elderly.

"Okay, I'm an old fortune teller, so I still need money from you? Two days ago, I watched the sky at night and found that the collapse of a world seemed to be related to you... Where have you been? What's going on?

"

The old fortune teller mentioned business.

"Um?"

Xiao Chen was surprised. Did the old fortune teller figure it out?

"Did you really see it by observing the sky at night? Or did you get the news?"

"It only took more than a day to get out of that far west place. Who am I to listen to... Could it be that your boy has done something big again?"

asked the old fortune teller.

"The land of the far west? What is that place? Is there a secret realm?"

Xiao Chen was curious.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm asking you something, what's going on?"

The old fortune teller was unhappy.

"Oh, I went to Guiyuan Realm..."

Xiao Chen talked about the matter of Guiyuan Realm. The old fortune teller brought it up on his own initiative, so he had to ask carefully.

"In the end, the Guiyuan Realm collapsed, and then the Black Wind Ancestor came to snatch the inheritance of cultivating gods..."

"Let him take it away? With your strength, that's not possible, right?"

asked the old fortune teller.

"Old fortune teller, do you have any misunderstanding about my strength? How could I take it away? I beat him half to death. If it weren't for Lao Xiao and the others, I would have killed this old ghost."

Xiao Chen said.

"You won't step into the innate realm, will you?"

The old fortune teller was startled when he thought of something.

"No."

Xiao Chen replied.

"What happened when we stepped into the innate realm?"

"It's fine if you don't."

The old fortune teller breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiantian realm, there is another way of saying it, is also the foundation-building realm. Don't build foundations casually. Foundation-building is different from foundation-building... In short, you can't build foundations before I go back. Even if you feel this way, you have to suppress it.

,understand?"

"Huh? What if I can't suppress it?"

Xiao Chen was curious, it was rare for an old fortune teller to be so serious.

"Can't suppress it? Then even if your account is useless, I will practice another account again..."

The old fortune teller was unhappy.

"..."

Xiao Chen was startled, then realized what he was doing, and couldn't help but be speechless.

"I told you before that innateness is not the pinnacle, but the cornerstone, the starting point. If the cornerstone is not laid well, then how can it be done?"

The old fortune teller said again.

"Okay, I get it."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Old fortune teller, I already know everything about Tianwaitian. I also told you what Patriarch Guiyuan left just now. You don't have anything to say to me? Do you want to continue to hide it from me?"

After hearing Xiao Chen's words, the old fortune teller fell silent.

"It's already like this, you won't still hide it from me, right? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been passive..."

Xiao Chen frowned.
To be continued...