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53. The Ugly Face of the Sword Hexagram

This group of local ruffians usually bully the weak and fear the strong. They are ordinary people who are strong when they are weak and weak when they are strong. Looking at the superb sword skills of the young man in front of them and the steel knife dazzling in front of them, they have already been frightened.

Got to be a little dumbfounded!

The big man at the head no longer had the majesty and domineering power he had just now, and he was scolding himself as a stupid pig. He really didn't know how many eyes Lord Ma had, and he had disturbed Tai Sui's head and took his own life.

"Little grandpa, please be merciful and let me go. My life is fine. I don't care about it anymore. I don't care about it anymore." The big man begged for mercy.

"That...that little grandpa, let's leave now without disturbing you," he said and led a few people back carefully.

"Wait a minute, this immortal master has opened his eyes for your fate, and the hexagrams have already appeared. If you leave now, does it look like you died an unexpected death!" The young divine fortune teller said angrily.

"You are destined to commit a crime against the evil star. I have already performed a spell for you to deal with the disaster. Why don't you kneel down quickly and I will cast a spell for you!" This voice shook the street, attracting people passing by to gather around.

The big man came over reluctantly, kneeling on the ground in great discomfort, his eyes constantly peeking at the big steel knife!

"Isn't this Huang Dahu? He knows how to bully others in just one day, and so will you today!"

"That's right, that's right, the immortal helped him do the magic, which really gave him an advantage."

"Why don't you ask the immortal master to cast a spell to collect him and eliminate harm for the people?"



There were whispers of discussion all around. Huang Dahu had never done anything good, which aroused people's anger. They all wished that he would get retribution.

The big man named Huang Dahu felt very uncomfortable when he saw more and more people watching. My face had been disgraced. How could I still bully the weak and fear the strong in the future?

Huang Dahu suddenly felt that he had lost face, and shouted angrily, "Look at what you are looking at, be careful I dig out two of your eyeballs!"

Huang Dahu's words were very majestic and domineering. He seemed to be submissive to the roaring tigers in the mountains and forests, but now he was kneeling on the ground, which was both majestic and humble at the same time!

These two completely different and very contrasting feelings were vividly interpreted by him.

"You are bold and evil, and you dare to cause trouble in front of this immortal master. I will except you!" The young god shouted at the aggrieved Huang Dahu, picked up the big steel knife, and flew over!

"Is it mine?" Huang Dahu felt extremely miserable, even more miserable than coptis.

"It's coming again, another big steel knife!"

The knife rotated rapidly on Huang Dahu's head, the sword was full of light, and the cold air from the blade penetrated directly into Huang Dahu's skin, frightening him so much that he did not dare to move, and had to behave like a sculpture.

If you move, just move, you will accidentally bump into the sharp blade, but you are seeking death on your own initiative, so don't move, just ask God to bless the young god, and bless his knife to be accurate, and never get hurt.

Own!

I saw that the hair on his head was falling loosely. Huang Dahu had no intention of paying attention to his hair. He just kept looking at the ground, but he must not bleed!

No blood!

"good"!

The young god gave a loud shout and was adjusting his breath with his eyes closed. He seemed to be working too hard, spending a lot of energy, and was exhausted.

Huang Dahu touched his head foolishly. There was no grass on his head anymore. He was not touching his hair. It felt like I was still touching his head. "Alas", he sighed with relief.

After a breath, I felt okay. Fortunately, my head was still there, and I was still alive.

"Master Immortal, all the evil spirits are out, can I leave?" Huang Dahu has now turned into a yellow kitten. He just wants to leave here as soon as possible!

"The evil spirit has been eliminated, but you haven't said yet whether my calculation is accurate?" the young divine calculator said softly.

"Ah, the Immortal Master is an immortal who has descended to the earth. His calculation is so accurate!" Huang Dahu said flatteringly.

"Well, but in your fate that day..." the young fortune teller glanced at him again and said.

"This is quite accurate. Both of my parents died when I was young, and I have no marriage, so I have no heirs. I am really a lone star of evil. Can I leave that immortal master?" Huang Dahu asked weakly.

At this moment, the younger brother who was following Huang Dahu said, "Brother, you forgot that there is an old friend in the west of the city, brother!"

"I'll kill her when we get back. You think this is okay!" Huang Dahu yelled at the blind boy.

"Go, go..." the young god said, waving the sword in his hand.

Huang Dahu stood up tremblingly, and with the help of his younger brothers, he limped away...

"snort"!

The young fortune teller looked at the steel knife in his hand with a smile and said, "Hahaha, evil people need to be sharpened by evil people. You are too young, boy! This is the hexagram I gave you."

"Knife hexagram"!

As he spoke, he lay down on the chair, as if he had fallen asleep on the chair. His hands gently and rhythmically slapped his thighs, and he began to sing a rippling ditty again.

Come.

I don't know how long it took, but a young but not pretty woman looked at his divination stall again and again, wanting to come over, but she looked shy and embarrassed.

Finally, she stamped her feet and walked towards the Gua stall...

This woman is really unattractive. Her high forehead makes her forehead look huge, and her face has very eye-catching cheekbones with high bulges. There are freckles on them like stars in the sky, and her face is so thin and sunken.

Only a thin piece of skin is left hanging.

Her legs, which were already as thin as bamboo trunks, stood side by side, and her long, light yellow dress looked as earthy as it seemed, and as vulgar as it seemed!

"Little Immortal Master, I...I remembered a hexagram," the woman in yellow said shyly, with a faint blush on her face.

"Well, okay, what do you want to calculate?" the young god said casually.

The woman in yellow slowly spoke in a low voice, "Little Immortal Master, I have some small wishes. Can they be realized by changing my luck?"

"Of course, this immortal master's hexagrams will stir up the wind and clouds, and the hexagrams will shock the world and the earth. I will use my boundless magic power to change your luck and turn things around!" the young divine fortune teller said boastfully.

"That's great!" the woman in yellow said with stars in her eyes.

"Master Immortal, I want to become white,"

"I want to turn into peach blossom eyes,"

"I want to become an oval face,"

"I want to have a graceful figure,"

"I want to become a person with an appearance that will captivate a country and a city, and look like a woman shy of the moon,"

"I also want countless, countless men to be fascinated by me!"

"I still want,,,"

The woman was still chattering in her sleep, but the young fortune teller interrupted her directly and shouted with a ferocious face,

"reincarnation"!

"You'd better go and be reincarnated. I'm an immortal master, not a god. I'm crazy!"

The young god propped himself up on the big Eight Immortals table, ready to kick the parrot-turned-Eight Immortals and fly him out. He could go wherever he wanted and die far away...

The woman in yellow held a piece of gold in her hand and raised it high, "Hey"!

"Such a beautiful and touching negative statement is not impossible, it's just..., it's just..." The young god hesitated and refused to finish the sentence.

"It's just what, little immortal master, tell me quickly, tell me quickly!" the woman in yellow asked excitedly.

"It's just that a traitor did evil to you when you were young, so you were harmed by the traitor and cast an ugly face curse!" The young god closed his eyes and held a Taoist magic finger on his finger, looking like he was working very hard and using too much force.

"Ugly..., ugly face curse!" the woman in yellow said to herself thoughtfully.

"Yeah, yes, it's the ugly face curse," he said while opening his eyes a little and peeking at the woman in yellow.

"So little immortal master, who is so vicious and who wants to harm me?" asked the woman in yellow.

"The public has searched for her for thousands of times, but that person is in the dim light." The young god said in a showoff, "Think about it carefully, no matter how cunning the fox is, the fox's tail will be exposed!"

"Could it be that... that bitch!" The woman in yellow suddenly said pointedly.

"Who is that person you are thinking of?" the young divine strategist asked searchingly, with some certainty in his eyes.

"That bitch is my father's second wife. My mother passed away when I was young, and my father married her. I've heard about that woman. She's a famous beauty in the city. I think she just looks the same. What's wrong with her?

So cool!" She rolled her eyes with disdain, and then continued without saying anything,

"Whenever she talks, she always pretends to be coquettish. Alas, since she came to my house, my father doesn't care about me anymore..." Her self-pitying look makes people really want to ask her,

"Look at how you look, shouldn't you?"

"Yeah, yeah, it's her who put the ugly curse on you!" The young divine strategist hurriedly continued her words.

"No wonder, when my mother was still alive, she always called me little beauty, little beauty, little baby... When my mother was gone, that woman took the opportunity to cast an ugly curse on me!" the woman in yellow said firmly.

"Little immortal master, you are really good at predicting things. If this ugly curse is broken, then I... what will happen to me?" The woman in yellow blushed even more, covering her face with her hands and asked.

"ah!"

There were layers of affectionate eyes in the young god's eyes, and the deep affection in his eyes was almost stretched into threads. His eyes were secretly looking at each other. The person opposite him was not an ugly girl with freckles, but a charming and charming girl.

Stunning beauty!

"You know, your Immortal Master saw your true face, hahaha," the young fortune teller laughed enigmatically.

The woman in yellow hurriedly asked, "Little Fairy Master, what is your true appearance and what is your god like?" As she spoke, she was shy yet expectant and crossed her hands, crossing her legs like bamboo poles and drawing a small circle on the ground.

···

This is just like a compass drawing a circle and a bamboo becoming a spirit!

"Your beauty is a natural beauty. You are like a fairy walking in the world. Your beauty is so majestic that even just one look at it makes you feel like you have fallen into an incomparable abyss!"

The young fortune teller squinted his eyes and did not look at her, but looked into the distance, his eyes wandering, and he spoke affectionately.

"In short, it's just one sentence!"

The young calculating finger kept tapping her and said,
Chapter completed!
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