Huh ~

The breeze blew, and the black and gray flags slowly moved.

"I'm a god?"

Looking at the flying flags, Yang Yu felt aroused.

He looked closely and saw that the old fortune teller was wrapped in a linen robe. He was not very handsome and had no clumsy appearance, and seemed to be nothing different from ordinary people.

With his current perception, no way to hide his body or traces can be lost without any flaws, but if he can see it, the old man is nothing different from ordinary people.

The muscles and bones are loose and the qi and blood are in decline. Not to mention that the penis is old, it is quite different.

only……

"You sage so much!"

As Yang Yu thought about it, someone noticed this stall. It was a powerful man from Kong Wu, with a slap in the table with a harsh face and a angrily voice:

"Old guy, stop sleeping, get up and do it for me!"

“Ha~”

The old fortune teller seemed to be awakened. He yawned a long time ago. Meng Song looked at the man who disturbed his good dream with sleepy eyes, and said angrily:

"Your life is not to be forgotten."

"Um?!"

The big man exhaled his nose and looked bad: "What, I'm not lucky?"

He was very unhappy and slapped the table with a lot of noise, which attracted a group of passers-by. The crowd looked at the banner and read it literally, which caused an uproar.

"Good guy, call himself a god?!"

Many people were amazed, but most of them were ridiculous. No one thought he was real. However, watching the fun was human nature, and in a short while, dozens of people surrounded him.

"The fate of the subordinate is not good, but bad, that's it."

The fortune teller holds his stall:

"Destiny should not be touched lightly, and it should not be said lightly. Sincerely, there will be ten taels of silver."

"Ten taels of silver tattoos? Why don't you grab them?!"

The big man was furious and was about to break up the stall.

"Forget it! It hasn't been open for several days. Today, I will calculate it for you for free."

The old man sighed:

"You have a small fortune in your life, but unfortunately your parents died early. They had brothers. They were separated from childhood. This year, they were thirty-six. The wife was weak and had one son and two daughters. Isn't it?"

"Why?"

Hearing this, the big man's body shook and blurted out: "How do you know?"

"Are you sure?"

The onlookers were first in an uproar, and then some people guessed:

"Sure? How can you be so accurate?"

"Tonyma!"

The big man slapped the man on the ground with a backhand: "You don't recognize me, Zhao Da, either?"

Some people recognized this great man as a nearby butcher. Kong Wu was born and was known as the second Tu of Heishan along with Nahu Wan. His family was quite rich and arrogant.

A few years ago, when the bandits attacked the city, he slashed or killed more than ten bandits alone, and his reputation was very good.

Seeing that it was him, everyone suddenly lost controversy, and no one would find such a trust.

Then this old man really knows how to calculate?

Yu Yang stopped and looked at it, his heart moved slightly, and he could see the fate of the great man.

【Zhao Da】

【Fate: None】

【Fate number: Two white and two gray】

【Qi and blood are like ox (white), Kong Wu is powerful (white), little wealth (gray), single body (gray)】

"I'm lucky telling, everything is accurate."

The old man stroked his long beard and saw Zhao Daxin, and smiled slightly:

"You were originally engaged in a lowly karma and killed too many lives. You should have no children or grandchildren, and you are alone. Do you know who changed your fate?"

"Ah? Can the fate be changed?"

Some people exclaimed and questioned.

"If you can see the fate, you can change it. Not to mention the emperor of the 'Lord of Life', even a small county magistrate, can change your fate with a thought."

The old man smiled faintly.

"Stop quarrel!"

Someone was about to ask, but Zhao Da interrupted rudely and said in a muffled voice: "Who changed my life?"

"You are born without children and grandchildren, but fortunately you have a noble person to help you. Whenever you go out, you will 'sow seeds and nurture' for you..."

"You fart!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Da was already furious and was about to go wild.

The crowd was so scared that they retreated repeatedly, but the old man's face smiled: "You might as well go home and take a look..."

"Bitch!"

Zhao Da's face was like a pig's liver, yelled and turned around, and ran back with his feet.

"This is going to kill someone..."

Someone murmured, if this was true, with Zhao Da's temperament, he would not have to tear the adulterer's mistress...

But no one cares about other people's affairs. On the contrary, everyone began to crowd, asking the old man to tell his fortune.

"Don't worry, everyone."

The old man smiled and swept across the crowd, saying strangely, and whenever he touched his eyes, everyone would remain quiet.

"Old immortal, please help me calculate it!"

A young man with a honest face squeezed into the crowd and bowed repeatedly.

Without waiting for the old man to agree, he started talking about pouring beans on bamboo tubes. His name is Jia Xing, and he is almost a year old. Because his family is poor, he has only depended on his mother for life for many years.

After working hard for many years, I barely had some money, so I asked someone to talk about the marriage.

"What should I count as soon as possible, we are still waiting!"

He said a few words, and the bystander was interrupted impatiently.

The young man smiled bitterly and bowed his hands repeatedly, not daring to talk nonsense:

"The matchmaker said that this girl is very good, but she has too heavy bride price and too strict requirements. Not only does she have to move out of the yard, but she also has to master the land and land deeds of my family..."

"In the past, I don't count people like you, do you know why?"

"ah?"

Jia Xing shook his head dullly.

"Because a person like you can't get money to tell fortunes before getting married..."

The old man shook his head slightly, and Jia Xing retreated with a disappointed look on his face.

Next, the old man told fortunes here. He calculated very quickly and didn't need to measure words at all. He watched the palm lines. Not long after, he had already calculated the fortunes of the onlookers.

And everything was won, which caused a group of people to exclaim, one passing through ten, ten passing through hundreds, and ten passing through hundreds. He calculated very quickly, but there were many people watching.

"The secrets of heaven are leaking too much, and I may have a life-long life. Today, at most one person is counted as..."

Seeing that more and more people were coming, the old man put away the cloth.

Many people were disappointed, but they still recommended themselves. The old man smiled but said nothing, but his eyes passed through the crowd and looked at the Wei Family Martial Arts Hall.

At this glance, my brows frowned slightly.

Yang Yu was about to turn around and leave.

"Sir, please stay!"

The old man shouted loudly.

Yang Yu paused slightly, looked back at him, pretending to be puzzled, but he sneered in his heart.

The old man's method of hiding his figure and hiding his traces is simply magical. With his perception today, he can't see anything. Unfortunately, he still has magical powers.

If you cannot see fate in Tongyou, you must have a strange treasure. An ordinary fortune teller who does not have the courage to erect such a swaying banner, and it is impossible for you to have such a strange treasure.
To be continued...