Zhang Yiran snorted very arrogantly and was pulled away by Ge Ling, but she was still worried about the five hundred yuan fortune telling.
After leaving Yang Haoran's Gua stall, Zhang Yiran said to Ge Ling: "We might as well open the bag now, there must be nothing good in it."
Ge Ling chuckled: "Forget it, keep it. It's just like buying a lottery ticket. It's no longer interesting after the prize is drawn. At least keeping it will give you a sense of mystery."
Zhang Yiran curled her lips, but didn't insist much.
The two people disappeared from Yang Haoran's sight, and Yang Haoran sighed.
"These two people are destined to be with me. It seems I have to make some preparations to go down the mountain. I'm going late. I'm afraid these two good-looking beauties will turn into red and pink skeletons!"
After all, Yang Haoran was satisfied that he had earned a thousand soft sister coins today and was ready to close the stall.
"Hey, little Taoist priest, don't leave in a hurry, tell me your fortune."
A thin young man walked towards Yang Haoran, wearing a Tang suit.
But it was a bit malicious, and his eyes were full of provocation.
The young man first looked at the big flag standing next to Yang Haoran's Gua stall and sneered.
"What a arrogant tone. You actually dare to call yourself the best hexagram in the world. When your master taught you, didn't he teach you some rules?"
Yang Haoran simply sat down and looked at the young man with a playful expression.
"You, a southern charlatan, come to Huanglong Mountain to tell me the rules. Are you worthy?"
The corners of the young man's eyes twitched, and he was obviously a little surprised. Yang Haoran saw through his identity at a glance.
"Huh, don't worry about who I am. Since you are running a divination stall here, I am your guest. Give me a divination!" Jushuku
Yang Haoran shook his head dismissively: "You? Are you worthy of asking me to make predictions? You are just a scout for others. Forget it, I won't make it difficult for you. Isn't it just that someone wants to see me?"
You tell him, Huanglong Mountain Xiaoxian Temple, I will wait for him for a day tomorrow, and I will not wait until the expiration date."
As he spoke, Yang Haoran stood up again, but turned back and smiled at the young man.
"Remember to give that person a message, don't lose your reputation forever. The door of Xiaoxian Temple is easy to enter, but not easy to get out! Haha!"
Under the surprised gaze of the young man, Yang Haoran walked away.
Suddenly, the young man's eyes narrowed.
He clearly saw that Yang Haoran did not take the main road, but jumped up and climbed up the cliff like a gecko.
The height of a full thirty meters disappeared in an instant and turned into a black shadow.
There were also people around who saw this scene and stopped to watch. They all sighed and took out their mobile phones.
"Am I right? He climbed up a 90-degree cliff like this? Is he still a human being?"
"Didn't you see that he was wearing a Taoist robe? He might be some kind of expert from outside the world. This is simply the ultimate lightness skill, like the gecko's wall-walking technique!"
There are also people who beat their chests and stamp their feet, which is a pity.
"I should have known I should have gone over to tell fortunes. Looking at him so young, I thought he didn't have much ability. I made a mistake this time!"
"Maybe there is still a chance. You can see that his divination stall and banner are still there. He should be back tomorrow."
The young man was frightened and raised his head to look at the top of the mountain, which was the last place Yang Haoran was before he disappeared.
Yang Haoran's calculations just now were all correct. The young man's name is Guo Yonggang. He is a southern warlock. This time he was sent by the southern master Wu Qiyong to test Yang Haoran.