Jiang Jiuli was shocked and hurried over, took off the pressure cooker on the old woman's head, and pulled off the rice particles on her hair.

"Shrimp-headed boyfriend! Look? This is the Mr. Shuijing who told me about fortunes, very magical!"

Ren Jie looked over curiously.

She is too old, thin, hunched, and has age spots on her skin, and even has abscesses. She is wearing linen clothes and leaning on a crutch on her hands.

His face was covered with wrinkles and ravines, his old eyes were turbid, and his head was covered with white hair on his head. He was trembling when walking, as if he would fall down at any time.

The dusk air was heavy, and it was obvious that half of my body had been buried in the soil.

The stinky chess raised his eyebrows and said:

"The fortune teller is dead, but not yet? Brother has prepared all the songs for you, just wait for your meal."

Mr. Shui Jing glanced at him angrily:

"Bah, old lady, I am very tough. When I live to be 200 years old, I will start a discount of 18% off for 200 yuan, and become a 20-year-old girl on the spot. Do you believe it if you live for a lifetime?"

With a pussy, a pink light and shadow flew out on the spot and directly slapped the face of the stinky chess basket.

"Return the dentures to me!"

The stinky chess barely turned green and he pulled the denture off his face with anger.

"I believe you, a ghost? Do you think it's a supermarket activity? You can reduce it if you say it?"

Jiang Jiuli thoughtfully stuffed her dentures into Mr. Shuijing's mouth and helped her sit down.

"Mr. Shuijing, you calculated it to me before. The harvest of the trip to Jincheng is not ordinary. You are so amazing!"

Mr. Shui Jing smiled and said, "I have been cheating all my life... Cough! I have always made perfect plans!"

"Fate must be there sometimes, and life must not...Don't force it, hahaha..."

Ren Jie's mouth twitched. Did this guy say something just now?

In Ren Jie's eyes, Mr. Shui Jing is an ordinary person, with no spiritual energy in his body, or even demonic energy fluctuations.

Ren Jie himself does not believe in fortune telling.

Jiang Jiuli kept nodding, looking superstitious:

"Yes, right, that's it. This is... my boyfriend. Can you help him calculate his fortune and see what his recent fortune is, and how to avoid bad luck?"

Mr. Shui Jing's eyes fell on Ren Jie, and the eyes of the two intertwined in the void.

At this moment, Ren Jie felt like he was seen through, as if he was spread out without any secrets and placed in front of Mr. Shui Jing.

The feeling lasted for a moment and disappeared, but it still made Ren Jie feel uncomfortable and subconsciously took a step back.

Mr. Shui Jing smiled and said, "Oh, joking about my boyfriend? Xiao Li has grown up too? It's not impossible to ask me to help him calculate!"

"But fortune telling... will reveal the secret of heaven, and those who reveal the secret of heaven will be punished."

"I can't do it for nothing, unless...I will only help him with his calculations unless he lets him kiss me!"

Jiang Jiuli: Σ(° mouth °|||) Ha?

Ren Jie:=????(???????)Hey?

Mr. Shui Jing patted Jiang Jiuli's back of his hand and said, "Hey, don't be so stingy? If I hadn't told you to go to Jincheng, would you find this cute boyfriend?"

"It's not too much to let me be young, right?"

Ren Jie:???

You just want to be kissed by a young man to tell Xiao Li fortune, right?

Jiang Jiuli's mouth twitched straight, and she tilted her head to look at Ren Jie: "If you want...or would you feel wronged?"

Ren Jie's eyes were full of horror, and his head was shaking like a rattle:

"It's better to count the ball, I'm afraid that her dentures will fall off my mouth..."

Mr. Shui Jing's mouth twitched straight:

"Ahem, if you don't want to, it's fine, but for Xiao Li's sake, Lao Shi will help you see it. You guys smash it, come here."

"Give me your hands, I'll show you your palm first?"

Under Jiang Jiuli's encouraging gaze, Ren Jie still plucked up the courage, sat opposite Mr. Shui Jing, and handed over.

Mr. Shui Jing stretched out his old hands like chicken feet, grabbed Ren Jie's big hands and started to touch them, pinching them constantly..."

"Yuhuhuhuhuhuhu is worthy of being a young man, his hands are Xifener. These straight and narrow fingers, full finger belly, body temperature in the palm of your palm, and straight finger peaks, oh mom."

Ren Jie had a dark face: "What kind of slutty criticizes the old lady? He clearly took advantage of the fortune teller, right?"

Wen Muzhi was shocked: "Hey? Just... you just need to look at your palm? You don't need to touch your bones all over your body?"

Ren Jie looked at Wen Muzhi with a horror look on his face.

Good guy! I'm just good guy! Add one more victim?

Is this old lady a habitual offender?

I saw Mr. Shui Jing cough twice:

"You have no clear fate, so you can't touch your bones to see clearly? This guy has a clear fortune, just look at his palms!"

Ren Jie had a dark face. If Jiuli was not here, you were afraid that he would have attacked me too, right?

"Will you tell fortunes when you talk? This is Xirang's arm, palm lines and bone phases can be changed at will. Can you see a yarn?"

Mr. Shui Jing glared: "You can say that I am a erotic old lady, but you can't doubt my fortune telling skills!"

"Why can't I see it? Your name is Ren Jie. You are 18 years old this year, 188 tall, live in District 69, Jincheng, and you are still a virgin!"

"Ahem, cough, puff, look... I vomited blood because of my secret of the world!"

Ren Jie's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot: "Nonsense! Be careful if I sue you for slandering you? Who...who is a virgin?"

Mr. Shui Jing curled a curve in the corner of his mouth: "What? You are not? If you count the 186 days and nights with Miss Wu Zhi, then you are indeed not..."

Ren Jie:???

Jiang Jiuli was shocked: "Who is Miss Wu Zhi? You have had many days and nights with her?"

Wen Muzhi's face turned red, and Tao Yaoyao could no longer hold it back. As for the old men, they all showed a look of a fellow man.

Ren Jie's face became darker:

(???Yi?? ??)? "Miss Wu Zhi is dead!"

Jiang Jiuli was stunned: "Diet? When did she... happen? Why didn't I know?"

Ren Jie covered his face: "How could you not know? You were at the scene, you killed her..."

Jiang Jiuli was suddenly stunned, and then she realized that her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The god-special girl Wu Zhi!

Ren Jie looked at Mr. Shuijing and grind his teeth. Does this old woman have something to do?

"You call this fortune telling? Then I can do it, you are Hualing, 160 tall, and you are wearing black patterned shorts, 70, 60, 65, and it's drooping!"

"You have lumbar disc herniation, cervical ectopic vertebrae, rheumatism, gout, femoral head necrosis, gallbladder stones, ovarian cysts, fractured right arm, three moles on the egg on your left buttock. Do you need me to continue talking?"

"Puffy, oh no! I revealed too many secrets, and I was also vomiting blood by the gods. I even bleed from all seven orifices!"

A large mouthful of blood squirted on Mr. Shuijing's face. Now it was her turn to be dark...

The god meow is drooping!

And the bad chess sluts looked at Ren Jie and his mouth was twitching. What a guy, did you take an x-ray of the fortune teller on the spot, you?

No, no! NMR is not as accurate as you can see, right?

What eyes are these?

Only Wen Muzhi looked at Ren Jie with shocked eyes: "Gao Ren! Is he really Gao Ren? Brother Jie? You not only have made achievements in the chess, but also have some knowledge of numerology?"

"How did you...the hell do you figure it out?"

Everyone looked at Wen Muyi speechlessly.

If he goes out, he is afraid that there will be no bitter tea left that Ren Jie will deceive?

Mr. Shuijing was also anxious at this moment:

"Okay, okay! I've met a fight, right? It seems that if you don't show some real skills, do you really believe it?"
Chapter completed!