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Chapter 145: Strange Man vs Strange Man(2/2)

Therefore, the two sides naturally separated.

However, both parties also had an agreement.

On the second day, we read the numerology together before hanging up the stall, and discussed and learned from each other.

This old blind man has been seeking defeat alone for too long.

Finally, someone came who could talk to him, and naturally he hugged him.

What a coincidence.

They both think each other is the thigh!

the next day.

The two of them kept their appointment as scheduled.

that's all.

What was originally just a stall for blind man Cheng became a combination of a blind man and a Taoist.

Don't say it yet.

The two of them really attracted a lot of people's attention.

Let more people observe others as they come.

"Look, there is a new Taoist priest on top of that stall. Do you think he is here to grab business with the old blind man?"

"Are you stupid? Look at how cheerful they are talking, they must be friends!"

"A blind old man like Cheng is so powerful. The professional Taoist priest next to him must be extraordinary. I want to go to him to tell my fortune!"

"Yes, yes, I'm going to have my fortune told!"

"..."

For a time, many people went to have their fortunes told because of Wei Yi's identity.

Two people can feel pain and happiness at the same time.

Although it takes a lot of energy to read them one by one, every time I study a new hexagram, I feel a sense of joy rising from the bottom of my heart.

This is just like a real academic master doing a question.

As for those scumbags and pseudo-academic masters, I will not mention them here.

Just when they were looking at these living examples of numerology.

Suddenly a young scholar wearing a blue shirt and a long robe ran over from a distance, holding a fan in his hand.

only.

Compared with others' ease and ease.

There was already a lot of dust on the clothes of this scholar.

It was even broken in many places.

The fan in his hand had broken into two halves, and there seemed to be some fear in his eyes.

He shouted while running, and when people around him heard his shouting, they also fled in all directions.

"Banxian'er, help me, help me!"

"problem occurs!"

"Someone wants to kill me!"

"..."

This young scholar was breathing heavily while running.

By the time I walked to their stall, I was already out of breath and didn't know how to speak.

At this time, the old blind man's ability was even more evident.

Just watch him twitch his fingers casually.

Then there was a look of understanding, and then a look of indifference, as he looked at the young scholar in front of him and said:

"It's not urgent. Let's talk slowly."

"What's more, people can't be resurrected after death. Please explain this matter slowly."

"With the two of us here, your life will naturally not be damaged by any external force."

I heard what the old blind man said.

The young scholar's eyes suddenly opened wide, his face full of surprise.

But when I thought about the old blind man's own record, it became somewhat clear. Then he calmed down for a few moments and then said:

"I was drinking at Chunfeng Tower a few days ago, and then I met a young lady."

"We hit it off right away, and we seemed to have become close friends. However, yesterday I went out because of something else, so I didn't fulfill my promise to go to Chunfeng Tower."

"But who would have thought that when I just returned to Chunfeng Tower, that little lady actually committed suicide in front of me."

"If it were just like this, then I wouldn't come to see you as a half-immortal."

"The problem is, just now, I dreamed of a ghost and god wearing blood-red clothes who came to ask for my life!"

"Look at his face, it's Chun Niang!"

"Banxian'er, you must save me. If you don't save me, I will be dead."

After hearing the ins and outs of this incident, even Wei Yi, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, couldn't help but be stunned.

The world is really huge and full of wonders.

Could it be said that there were really so many prostitutes in brothels at this time who were willing to die to prove their ambition?

But is this too dramatic?
Chapter completed!
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