In the past, Wu Chong didn't understand why those great monks always liked to say this, but now it was him, and he suddenly felt that his words were so smooth!
He should be destined to me!
Thinking of this, his eyes gleamed when he looked at a few young people. Just when he wanted to test the power of the interlayer, they came to his door. Isn't this fate?
Several young people took a few steps back when he saw them.
This fortune-telling look makes people's hearts tremble.
"Bold, do you know who we are!?" The young man who was the first to scold Wu Chong couldn't help but bring up the background behind him in an attempt to scare this madman. It's not that he is cowardly, but that he just wanted to tell this man's fortune.
When I started to do it, I actually felt a sense of fear in my heart.
He himself didn't understand how this feeling came about. In short, it just felt a bit ridiculous.
Also, I'm afraid this liar really has some tricks up his sleeve.
"Several donors, I see that you are not in good luck today. If you go out for a walk, you may be in a bloody disaster!" Wu Chong smiled and twirled his beard, looking like an expert from this world.
It's just that he thinks he is a superior person.
In the eyes of several young people, this old guy looked quite evil at first sight, and his smile rivaled that of Butcher Li from the east end of the city.
They all carry an evil spirit.
"This is nonsense. Who dares to harm us in this Tucheng territory?"
Ding Youcai grabbed several other companions and walked to the front to face this strange fortune teller and scolded him righteously and sternly.
"Seeing that you are so old and this is your first offense, I will let you go. If you dare to hang out in front of us next time, you will be locked up to see the official!"
A few people said some harsh words and walked around it.
They originally wanted to seek justice, but after chatting with the other party for a few words, they inexplicably lost interest. On the contrary, the 'bloody disaster' kept lingering in their hearts, making them no longer interested in going out for an outing.
"Blood disaster?"
Wu Chong stood there, watching the disappearing figures of a group of young people.
"How will it happen?"
For some reason, when he talked about the bloody disaster, the connection emanating from the interlayer aura became more intense. Combined with Wu Chong's 'Yuanfa' skill, the connections between several young people and him turned dark red.
I don't know what it means either.
For the next time, Wu Chong hid his figure.
He began to follow these young people, especially the young man named Ding Youcai who was speaking. The color of the thread on his head was the most conspicuous.
If there is a bloody disaster, this guy will definitely bear the brunt.
Because of Wu Chong's interruption, several young people did not go for an outing, but went to a theater instead.
When a few people came over, the theater had just finished setting up the stage.
Seeing the big customers coming, the host of the theater was also very enthusiastic. After quickly tidying up the stage, the performance of the first play began. The waiters in the garden also took the opportunity to serve good tea, and the tea fee was theirs.
As the main income, drama is just a means to attract tourists.
A few people were sitting on deck chairs chatting.
We talked about poems, songs and beauties, and then talked about family and country affairs.
Hearing this, Master Wu yawned all the time.
He couldn't appreciate opera performances to begin with, and the conversation was so boring, which made him even more sleepy. If the threads on these young people hadn't been broken, he would have gone home.
"Do you remember the fortune teller you met on the street before?"
After chatting for a while, Ding Youcai talked about his previous encounter on the street.
"Of course I remember."
Several others also responded.
Wu Chong left a very deep impression on them.
"That fortune teller is a bit evil. I originally wanted to take him to see the official." The young man who was the first to scold Wu Chong also spoke. This man is the young master of the Yan family in Tucheng.
The largest salt merchant, he is also the one with the most violent temper on weekdays, and is famous for not being able to tolerate sand in his eyes.
"But I don't know why, after seeing his eyes, I actually felt a sense of fear, and the idea of reporting to the official suddenly disappeared."
Thinking of Wu Chong's look before, the young master of the Yan family said with Yu Ji's heart.
"Do you think this person is really capable?"
Ding Youcai couldn't help but said.
He said so much because he was worried about the 'bloody disaster'.
For people like them, when it comes to such strange things, they usually have the attitude of "I would rather believe that they exist than believe that they don't exist". Now that Wu Chong said this, several people felt a little scared in their hearts.
.This is also the main reason why they change their route to the theater to listen to music.
"Brother Ding, why should we be afraid? If a few of us get together, even if there is a bloody disaster, we will give him a discount!"
Another young man drank some apricot flower wine and became more courageous. When he heard what Ding Youcai said, he slammed the table and shouted loudly.
"that is!"
Others also followed suit.
While this group of people were discussing enthusiastically how to deal with the 'bloody disaster', Wu Chong, who was sitting behind them and had distorted his own existence, suddenly raised his head.
He saw a slight change in the threads connecting him to these young people.
The red air lines seemed to have come alive, and began to stir into spherical line segments. Several of the spherical line segments surged and connected to the edge of the theater stage, the beams above the room, and some performance bottles outside.
Bottles and cans.
Fire oil!
Wu Chong narrowed his eyes, and he could clearly see the contents of the bottles and jars. Usually these things were delivered to the backyard, but because these young men came early today, the class leader temporarily placed them on the side.
Under the stage, normally there will be no impact.
But
Wu Chong glanced at his feet, and saw the largest red spherical air ball rolling, as if cueing him to step on it.
This is something that normal people cannot see.
The power belonging to the interlayer is also a new ability that appears after the 10th level of Yuanfa.
"The source of the bloody disaster is actually me?!"
Master Wu was immediately happy.
After wandering around for a long time, I determined that the source of the bloody disaster turned out to be myself!
He glanced at the surging red airflow, and inside, he saw an obscure steel wire. If he stepped on it, the steel wire would instantly hit the performance on the other side of the stage, causing a huge fire.
.
These young people will be injured by the fire, and two of them will even die here.
"This is a shitty fate! It's almost as bad as fate."
Master Wu was immediately dissatisfied with the result of fate. So he bypassed the red air mass and prepared not to touch the 'destiny' to see if the result would change.
The moment Wu Chong raised his feet and moved away.
The surging red Qi lines really dimmed, and the silk threads originally connected to the bodies of several young people also dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Destiny can be changed!
Wu Chong got the result he wanted instantly.
"Haha, what Brother Sun said makes sense. How can a good man like me be fooled by a liar who pretends to be a ghost?"
Several young people drank some wine and gradually relaxed while talking.
Two of them couldn't help but mock Wu Chong's appearance as a fortune teller, saying that he was extremely vulgar and that he was not a good person at first glance.
"We still have to deal with the bloody disaster. It is not good to change our fate against the will of heaven."
After listening to what these people said, Master Wu walked to the corner and hid, picked up a black mask from the side and put it on his face, then rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the young man who smiled the most arrogantly.