Mo Fang looked at Meng Yin seriously, making sure that his expression did not flicker, and he believed this in his heart.

I even couldn't help but sigh: "Prince Yunlan is really a miserable man, and he has a bad fate."

Then he clasped his hands and recited "Amitabha Buddha" in his mouth, while Mengyin on the side bowed his waist with a respectful look on his face, as if he was going to enshrine the other person.

"After your contact in the past few days, what kind of fate does your junior brother have?"

After asking again and again, Mo Fang suddenly asked such a question with a very serious look on his face.

Meng Yin's eyelids twitched. He still hasn't figured out what happened to the fish and how it came to Dongling from the south end.

Could it be that he became a traitor?

He knew that the master was testing him, using his ability to read faces to judge whether the fish was loyal.

After thinking about it for a while, Meng Yin frowned and said, "Junior brother is young and promising. He was abandoned by his family in the early stage. Fortunately, he met a destined person who supported him all the way. His life is quite open."

The ambiguous words left Mo Fang to guess on his own, but Mo Fang frowned, as if he wanted to ask clearly: "Who is this destined person? Do you have any direction?"

Mengyin frowned.

"Meng Yin, in the past few years, you have been checking people's acupuncture points everywhere. You can definitely tell the calamity of your junior brother. He is your junior brother after all. You, sir, have a lot, so don't care about it."

Listening to Mo Fang's tone, it seemed like he was admonishing Meng Yin not to be so stingy but to be magnanimous and tolerant.

And judging from this posture, if he doesn't tell the reason today, Mo Fang won't let it go.

Mengyin fell into a tangle.

"Why, is there something unspeakable?" Mo Fang continued to ask, staring at Meng Yin's expression carefully.

"Master, Junior Brother..." Meng Yin gritted his teeth and forced himself to make up: "Junior Brother is indeed destined to die, but now it has been solved. From the hexagrams and facial appearance, I think Junior Brother's destined person should be

That’s Master.”

After hearing this, Mo Fang was half-convinced.

Mengyin said with a serious face again: "Under the care of my master, my junior brother will definitely prosper in the future."

Mo Fang thought for a moment, smiled, and pointed back at himself: "What about the future as a teacher?"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere froze in an instant, and the smile on Meng Yin's face fell. At the same time, he became more and more determined that Master's ability to spy on the secrets of heaven is limited, and those who know this profession cannot spy on their own destiny, and they will definitely

Suffered backlash.

"What's wrong? Is there something unspeakable?" Mo Fang raised a faint smile: "If you have anything to say, just say it. As a teacher, I have already taken these things lightly."

"Master misunderstood. I never dared to pry into Master's fate, so I didn't know how to answer for a while."

This was true. He never thought of spying on his master. Whether the master was good or bad didn't matter to him.

Mengyin only learned skills from Mo Fang, thinking that he still had some conscience compared to his master.

Mo Fang stretched out his hand and handed it to Mengyin. It was a hand like a dead tree. The lifeline was very blurred and there was no reason for it. Mengyin complained endlessly. He had traveled all over the country in the past few years looking for tombs, but he only saw the dead ones.

People rarely look at living people.

He believes that life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor, and if you forcefully change some things, you will definitely suffer corresponding retaliation!

But now, Meng Yin really couldn't refuse, so he had to use his special skills and study Mo Fang's palm prints seriously.

"Master is highly respected and has had a difficult life these years, but fortunately he is favored by the emperor..." Meng Yin said something superficial at first, but when he looked up, he saw Mo Fang's gloomy expression, and immediately added: "But master seems to have some problems recently.

A great calamity."

"What calamity?"

"Judging from the lifeline, Master has suffered a bloody disaster this year in his natal year. Now the blood has not yet appeared, but it has accumulated until the end of the year, and seems to be ready to burst out at any time." Mengyin said nervously, subconsciously licking his dry lips, only feeling

At this moment, Tianling Gai is feeling cold.

His ability to talk nonsense is also getting better and better.

Mo Fang suddenly retracted his hand, as if he didn't care about life and death, and said in a calm tone: "I have nothing to regret in my life. It's just a pity that the Jokhang Temple was destroyed and countless monks were left homeless. In addition, the war outside

Constantly, watching the people suffer..."

When he got to the emotional point, Mo Fang still choked up twice and his eyes were slightly red. Just when Meng Yin was a little moved by Master's self-dedication, Mo Fang's words suddenly changed and he asked directly: "Is there a way to solve it?"

Meng Yin was slightly stunned by the unexpected change.
Chapter completed!