Phantom crossed his arms and watched the performance of this old charlatan.
She said: "Silver? Look at my outfit, linen and cloth. Do I look like someone who has hundreds of taels of silver?"
The short, fat old man patted his butt and stood up, saying, "No money? If you didn't tell me earlier, it would have wasted my precious time."
He put away the tortoise shell copper coins, picked up the bamboo pole and cloth curtain, and seemed to be leaving, but then he rolled his eyes and stared at the phantom again with that weird look.
This time I saw the phantom. What I was staring at was not my own cheek, but the string of rosary beads on my wrist.
Phantom felt great contempt in his heart, thinking that this human ant was really selfish and greedy.
She casually took off the rosary and said, "If your calculation is accurate, I can give you this rosary as a souvenir."
The short and fat old man said: "Girl, can you let me take a closer look at your string of Buddhist beads?"
Phantom thought for a moment and threw the rosary away.
The short, fat old man turned his rosary in his hand, his eyes full of greed. Anyone who looked at him would know that this old guy was not a good person.
However, not even Phantom noticed that a strange color flashed across the greedy eyes of the short, fat old man.
There are nine rosary beads in total. The material is not very good. It is not jade or jade. It is a light gray-white color, not crystal clear, and not transparent. If you take it to a pawn shop, you can probably exchange it for a dozen copper coins at most.
But the old man seemed to have a special liking for this simple rosary. He had seen the rosary first before focusing on the phantom.
After studying the rosary for a while, the short and fat old man said with a smile: "Girl, you have outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament. You are definitely not a mortal woman. I would like to know why a beautiful girl like you carries such a rosary with you."
A string of inconspicuous Buddhist beads?"
Phantom said: "When I was a child, an immortal gave it to me. The immortal said that this string of rosary beads was the magic weapon of a very powerful woman in the past. However, I don't like to practice Taoism, so I didn't take this rosary.
Take the rosary seriously."
The short and fat old man asked: "Is the person who gave you this rosary a woman named Li?"
Phantom said: "Why are you asking so many questions? What does it have to do with you? Aren't you going to give me instructions? Why don't you start?"
The pudgy old man nodded. He seemed to have no intention of returning the rosary to the phantom, and turned the rosary.
Said: "Your horoscope is dominated by fire, and the five elements are metal. Fire zodiac is dominated by weapons and weapons. You should be a natural commander. Judging from your appearance, the heaven is round and full, the earth is thick, and you are rich and noble. You are extraordinary.
A girl's destiny is to be a princess.
However, there is a black energy lingering between your eyebrows, which is the result of your excessive killing. I am afraid that the girl is not very young, but she has killed many people, right? And she is an innocent person. I wonder if this great immortal is right?
"
Phantom was a little surprised. This old man really did some calculations. Did he know his identity? Otherwise, how could he figure out that he was a princess?
Even Zhao Zian, who was remembering the heroic spirit of Pao Ze, could not help but look sideways at this moment.
Phantom said: "You also said that I am a natural commander. When fighting on the battlefield, who doesn't have a few lives in his hands? And there are no innocent people in the fighting on the battlefield. They all deserve to die.
man of."
The short and fat old man shook his head and said: "The damned person will not have resentment gathering in your heart and lingering around."
Phantom said: "I have never killed a common person, I have killed all soldiers."
The short and fat old man smiled mysteriously and said: "Impossible, I will not be wrong. If you have not killed any civilians, but you are still filled with resentment, then I am afraid that countless of the soldiers you killed were innocent people.
"
The phantom suffocated.
When she was young, the barbarians in the mountains south of the heaven were in rebellion, and she was ordered to lead the troops to encircle and suppress them. Rivers of blood flowed wherever she went. Especially, she killed hundreds of thousands of prisoners of war in one night, which earned her the title of female butcher in the heaven.
Since those prisoners of war had laid down their weapons, they should receive humanitarian protection. She had nightmares for months after she killed the prisoners of war.
Maybe this is the innocent person the pudgy old man talks about.
The phantom said hoarsely: "What else did you calculate?" The short and fat old man said: "You were rich and powerful in the first half of your life, but in the second half of your life... Forgive me, you committed too many crimes and killed too much in the second half of your life.
Your destiny will be very twists and turns, especially in terms of relationships. I'm afraid there will be many ups and downs, and you may even be childless.
Farewell to a lifetime of loneliness."
Phantom's pretty face changed drastically, and he raised his fist and punched the short and fat old man in both eyes.
The short, fat old man fell on the stone steps, screaming in pain.
Phantom bent down and picked up the string of prayer beads that fell from the old man's hand, and hummed: "That's nonsense, not even a word is accurate. I'll let you go this time, don't let me see you! Get out!"
The short, fat old man carried the bamboo pole and cloth curtain and stumbled up the stone steps on the mountainside.
It's just that the dark circles under the big panda's eyes look very funny.
After climbing dozens of stairs in one go, the short and fat old man stopped when he saw that the tigress hadn't caught up with him. He was panting and rubbing his eyes. After being beaten into a national treasure, he didn't seem to be very angry.
He stretched his head and looked in the direction he came from, and murmured: "It's really strange. That string of Buddhist beads seems to be Li Ziye's nine-turn Taiyin beads. How could it fall among the Heavenly Flame Emperors?"
In a woman’s hands?
I just investigated and found out that the soul mark in the Nine-turn Taiyin Pearl is not just that of the Phantom Princess, but there is another soul mark, which should be that of a woman.
If the other soul mark belongs to Li Ziye, then Li Ziye is not dead. Since she is not dead, where has she been hiding all these years?"
There is a string of jade rosary beads in the evil god's hand, which belong to the former beauty Li Ziye.
The jade rosary beads are imitation of the nine-turn lunar beads.
The pudgy old man was greatly surprised that the Nine Turns of the Moon Pearl would be in the hands of the phantom.
This is one of Li Ziye's natal magic weapons. If there is no big accident, the cultivator's natal magic weapon will never be lost. Just now, the short and fat old man was exploring the Nine-turn Taiyin Bead and vaguely sensed that there was a Nine-turn Taiyin Bead.
Among them, there is a soul mark that does not belong to the Phantom Princess. This soul mark is hidden very well. Experts in the Immortal Realm or even the Sumeru Realm estimate that
Can't even detect it.
If the soul imprint of this smile belongs to Li Ziye, then things will become complicated.
Many people in the world have never heard of the name Li Ziye, but this short, fat old man with mysterious origins knows the grudges between Li Ziye and the evil god.
If Li Ziye were alive, it would be impossible to hide in the heaven, because the evil god was in the heaven, and she would never get close to the evil god.
The only possibility is that Plum Leaf has been in the world for more than 20,000 years.
But it is impossible for humans to live twenty thousand years, only zombies can. And Li Ziye is not a zombie who practices Nine Yin and Nine Yang.
Suddenly, the short, fat old man seemed to have thought of something.
His eyes widened and he whispered three words: "Haotian Mirror?"