Chapter 632 The dragon pattern runs through the palm
Good, good, good?
You are so good, sister. Isn’t this the monk’s mantra? You are a Taoist priest. You are so good. Zhu Ping’an was speechless for a while.
By the way, I'm still in a hurry to go to the Criminal Department, so you'd better find someone else to deceive me.
"I'm sorry, Taoist Master, I still have something to do, please find someone else." Zhu Ping'an twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly, then slightly arched his hands, and then walked around the old Taoist again and continued to walk forward.
"No, no, the old fortune teller only counts people who are destined. If there is no fate, even if you give me a thousand pieces of gold, I will not reveal the secret." The old Taoist followed up like a sticky candy and grabbed Zhu Ping'an's hand.
sleeve.
"Taoist Master, what do you mean?" Zhu Pingan stopped.
"Today, the young master and I have a predestined relationship with each other. I asked the old Taoist to make a fortune with the young master and give him a fortune." The old Taoist said seriously with the middle finger and ring finger of his left hand bent inwards, standing in front of his chest to make a Taoist finger.
Why isn't it over yet?
Zhu Ping'an looked at the old Taoist speechlessly, then spread his hands and said directly, "I am short of money and have no money, so the Taoist priest should find the next person he is destined for."
Unexpectedly, just after Zhu Pingan opened his hand, he was grabbed by the old Taoist. He grabbed Zhu Pingan's left and right hands. He was very fast and his hands were strong. He grabbed Zhu Pingan's left and right hands and opened them to the palm of his hand.
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Just look at the face directly.
Moreover, the old Taoist grabbed Zhu Ping'an's hand and looked at it, and said, "Don't mention the money. The old Taoist is not that vulgar. I just said that the young master has a fate with me. Otherwise, he would give me a thousand pieces of gold, and the old Taoist would not say anything."
Say a word, and the old man will not take any money from you today, but will give the young master a hexagram."
pain
Damn, this veteran is a practicing master. He is in his fifties, and he is much stronger than himself. When he grabbed his hand, he used a clever force to make it hurt when he moved it. Zhu Pingan could only
I can ask this old man to read my palm.
It seems that it is time for him to improve his physical fitness. An old man in his fifties can make him helpless even with his hands. The last time Zhao Daying's men provoked Zhu Ping'an to have this idea, now this matter has come to Zhu Pingan's mind.
Ping An once again sounded the alarm. There is still a long way to go, so it is urgent to improve your physical fitness.
Really, I have even forgotten the teachings of Mao Zedong. To develop morally, intellectually, physically, artistically and physically in an all-round way, I must remember it better this time.
"The old Taoist is not a vulgar person. Don't talk about money anymore, young master. The young master is destined to me. The old Taoist even sacrificed ten years of his life to give him a fortune and give him a fortune." The old Taoist said it seriously, and even lost three years of his life.
How is Nian? He seems to be so great, but the style of painting changes in the next second, "Of course, if you are embarrassed, you can also compensate the old man with this piece of jade on your waist."
It turned out that he was interested in the jade pendant on his waist. He thought beautifully. This jade pendant was given to him by Li Shu. A jade pendant that could attract the attention of a fairy like Li Shu must be worth a lot of money.
"Please don't, I can't afford to let you lose your life." Zhu Ping'an really despised the old Taoist because he thought he was stupid and had too much money.
However, the old man's face is thick to a certain extent. No matter how Zhu Ping'an refuses, this old man will always act like I'm going to decide your fate today.
"A gentleman observes its appearance and plays with its words when he is in a state of mind. When he moves, he observes his changes and plays with his predictions. The old Taoist's hexagram comes from the "Book of Changes" and was deduced by the divine fortune teller Ma Yi. Liu Bowen has only scratched the surface, but the old Taoist is proficient in it.
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The old Taoist grabbed Zhu Ping'an's palm and began to encourage him while reading his palm.
Just blow it!
Zhu Pingan rolled his eyes.
"Well"
The old Taoist who was advocating looked at Zhu Pingan's palmistry and suddenly paused. After the old Taoist screamed in surprise, he grabbed Zhu Pingan's hand and looked at it again with some uncertainty, and then made another "hiss" sound.
He looked at Zhu Pingan's palm again and again, looking unsure.
What are you trying to do? Zhu Pingan was startled by the sudden voice from the old man.
By the way, you are too into the drama, just pretending. Why are you so into the drama? You are not an actor. I don’t believe it anyway. Zhu Pingan glanced at the old man and twitched the corner of his mouth.
The next second, the old Taoist raised his head and stared at Zhu Pingan's face.
suddenly
"The dragon pattern runs through the palm, ranking above the human beings! The Ziwei Tianfu controls the prime minister of the world!"
The old Taoist opened his mouth in panic and let out an incredible sound like a rooster laying eggs. His eyes almost popped out of his head, as if he had seen a ghost.
Then
Plop
The old Taoist suddenly knelt down in front of Zhu Pingan, his whole body was like chaff, he trembled and made a big salute, and shouted, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"
Damn!
Even if you are seeking death, don't drag me along!
Zhu Ping'an was shocked by Lao Dao's action. He jumped up and ran away like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Damn, you are crazy!
Zhu Pingan was covered in cold sweat!
Fortunately, this place is relatively remote and there is no one nearby. Otherwise, if someone heard it, it would be difficult to explain.
If there were not many people nearby, Zhu Ping'an would have doubted whether this old Taoist Zhao Daying had deliberately brought him to frame him! Saying these words in a feudal society is not seeking death! Emperor Jiajing was not a generous person! For
Avoid the motto "Two dragons never meet", not even your son! How can you allow others to snore and sleep on the side of the bed? The emperor's suspicion is the most serious. You said that Emperor Jiajing heard your words "Long live my emperor!"
What would you think? Even if you have ten heads, you won’t be able to kill him!
I can't afford to offend him, and I can't even afford to hide from him!
After Zhu Pingan escaped, he glanced around again in private. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he hurriedly left in a cold sweat, as if he was being chased by a dog, and ran away.
What an unlucky thing, I encountered a lunatic! In order to earn two hexagrams, he even dared to say such words. Zhu Pingan despised the old Taoist to the extreme. If you see this kind of person in the future, you will have to stay away from anything.
After Zhu Ping'an ran away, the old Taoist finally came back to his senses.
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What did I just do?
Just now I was frightened by the boy's palm reading and facial expression, so I subconsciously knelt down.
Now that he had come back to his senses, the old Taoist was frightened for a while, then he pretended to be picking up something on the ground, picked up a small stone and put it in his pocket, and stood up.
However, after getting up, the old man was still confused. He reached into his arms and fumbled for a long time. He found out a booklet with yellowed and wrinkled paper. He opened one of the pages and read it. He said to himself, "Nothing."
Wrong, that’s what it says in the book: The dragon pattern runs through the palm, ranking above people; Ziwei Tianfu, holding the prime minister of the world, is positioned above the men, holding the prime minister of the world, who else can it be but the emperor?"
"That's not right. Could it be that this boy is a prince who left the palace incognito?"
The old man thought for a while and shook his head, muttering to himself, subconsciously pulling at his beard and breaking several of them, as if he was having a mental illness.