Two people disappeared under my nose!

I tried all the formations, traps, and illusions, but I couldn't find any trace of the two people. Even my ghost eyes didn't see a trace of Yin Qi.

I couldn't help clenching my hands into fists and stood there at a loss.

Ye Yang patted my shoulder: "Calm down! Calculators are not ghosts and gods, and they cannot make people disappear out of thin air. If we keep looking, there will definitely be a way."

Feng Ruoxing took a step forward: "Forecasters, although they don't bother to predict destiny, fortune telling is a must for fortune tellers."

"In Qian Hong's story, there is also a passage where old man Qian asked Qian Hong to deduce where he is? Will old man Qian's location just be calculated?"

After my eyes lit up, I was confused: "I don't know how to calculate! Ye Yang, can you do it?"

Ye Yang shook his head slightly: "A swordsman only believes in the sword in his hand."

Feng Ruoxing whispered: "Then let me do it!"

According to the record in the story, Feng Ruoxing walked to the table and sat down. He took out three coins from his body and held them in his hand. He looked into the sky and shook them twice before throwing the coins on the table.

As soon as Feng Ruoxing's coin left my hand, a flash of light suddenly flashed in my mind, and I took out my knife and struck the coin thrown by Feng Ruoxing.

The coin thrown by Feng Ruoxing was cut in half by me before it hit the table.

Feng Ruoxing was stunned immediately, and Ye Yang also frowned and said, "What the hell are you doing?"

I said solemnly: "If we extrapolate, we will be dead."

I explained: "Can't Quzhi, the descendant of ghosts and gods, not know how to deduce? The fact that she can write down the story of Qian Hong means that she knows the clues that old man Qian left for Qian Hong."

"I feel that Old Man Qian did not leave a way for Qian Hong to live, but a way to die."

Feng Ruoxing suddenly came to his senses: "You mean, Qianhong is not the descendant of Qiankun Divine Fortune?"

"Definitely not!" I said solemnly: "If I guess correctly, Qian Hong should be just an abandoned baby who was adopted."

"Old man Qian, let him parade around the market with the red line of a mathematician, just to attract the descendants of ghosts and gods. Old man Qian, you are going to kill people!"

I sneered and said: "The white heart, the five women seducing the greedy wolf, those are just accessories. The real core of this mission is actually the battle between the two great fortune tellers."

"Fingering ghosts and gods are like adding fuel, attracting masters of martial arts one after another, just to force out the old man."

Feng Ruoxing said: "Why didn't Zhang, the man named Zhang, just lead people here? He had to go through such a big circle?"

I replied: "Because his opponent is a gangster."

"There are too many people in the world who want to get Qian's family. As long as someone lets out the news, a large number of masters will come to plot against Qian's family. A woman named Zhang must have a reasonable cover."

"Five people and five hearts can best conceal the existence of the Qian family. The legends of those five people can be traced, and there is also a greedy wolf destiny as a cover. Everyone's eyes will be attracted by the five hearts, thus ignoring them. Qianhong.”

"The more important point is that many people don't believe that Qian Hong is the descendant of Qiankun Divine Calculator. Because the fortune teller ring on his finger is too ostentatious. Moreover, Qian Hong in the story was plotted as soon as he came out, which is even less like He's a mathematician."

"Besides, some warlocks don't know the existence of mathematicians. Ye Yang and I took advantage of the magicians and guessed that this was a battle between mathematicians."

I took a few steps back and forth: "Although Old Man Qian is not a real calculator, he can be invincible if he only defends but does not attack."

"Using fortune-telling techniques to calculate the location of old man Qian is his ultimate move."

I said in a deep voice: "If you use the hexagrams to calculate that old man, he will be able to kill you."

"Heaven's way counterattacks!" Feng Ruoxing shuddered subconsciously.

If you want to say, what is the fortune teller most afraid of? In addition to the backlash of heaven, there will be nothing else.

All fortune tellers are peering into the heavens, but their severity is different.

"Those who lie about heaven's secrets will die!" This is a fate that the fortune teller will never be able to overcome.

There are some things that a fortuneteller will definitely die if they tell them.

There are some things that God doesn't even allow anyone to peep into.

If a fortune teller forces himself to see something forbidden by heaven, he will die suddenly on the spot before he can say anything.

The reason why Old Man Qian is invincible should be because he carries something that is not allowed by Heaven. Counting his position is tantamount to peeking into the taboos of Heaven.

Where the hexagram falls, if the wind moves, you will definitely die.

Feng Ruoxing bit her lip and said, "I want to try...what if I can find clues?"

"You can't try it!" I shook my head and said, "At least, you can't try it on old man Gan. It's too risky."

"But..." Feng Ruoxing retorted: "If we don't try, we can only watch Zhao Yuezhu die, and our business will be ruined."

"Don't forget, we are not only life-borrowers, we are also warlocks!"

"The creed of a warlock is to be loyal to others!"

This is indeed the case for true warlocks. The promise of a warlock's employer is a golden sign forged with the blood of generations of warlocks.
Chapter completed!