In front of the fortune-telling stall under the Xuanwu statue, Lin Huang frowned slightly, then shook his head and said to the old man: "Three bunches of candied haws, and we'll leave after paying back one bunch of money!"
The bad old man ignored Lin Huang. His confused eyes narrowed slightly in the narrow slits, and suddenly they glowed with light, as if they were filled with stars.
Then, the old man frowned, put the lottery tube on the stall in front of Lin Huang, and said calmly: "Pick one!"
Lin Huang hesitated slightly.
It's not that he doesn't want to tell fortunes, but he is afraid that this bad old man really has the power of a god. The fortune teller is good at using texture-oriented and other methods to deduce the past and present lives, and calculate some things that shouldn't be calculated, such as those related to Zuojiaming Cult.
"Brother Changsheng, quickly draw a lot, draw a lot!"
Tang Xiaoqi raised the lottery tube and looked at Lin Huang expectantly and anxiously.
Lin Huang frowned slightly, then with a flick of his fingers, he took out a bamboo stick from the stick and dropped it on the fortune-telling stall.
The little girl immediately picked up the bamboo stick, wanting to see the contents on the bamboo stick first, but she screamed in surprise, "Ah... why is there nothing?"
Um?
The bad old man frowned for a moment, his eyes brightened, and he snatched the bamboo stick.
"This is……"
The old man stroked his beard on his chin with his hand, his face looked confused and a little surprised, his brows furrowed like never before, "Unpredictable!"
"ah……"
Tang Xiaoqi let out a surprised sound, and then became furious, "You bad old man, you want to deceive people again, see what you do!"
With that said, Tang Xiaoqi grabbed another ancient book and was about to tear it into pieces.
"stop!"
The bad old man yelled, then stared at Tang Xiaoqi and said: "Who said the bad old man was lying? Things that ordinary people can't measure are nothing to the old man. Where is the compass you hid, give it to me quickly!"
oh!
Tang Xiaoqi immediately said obediently, took out a compass from behind and handed it to the old man.
"Click your hands!"
The old man waved his arm, moved the compass in front of Lin Huang, and said seriously.
Lin Huang scratched his head, and then placed a hand on the compass. For a moment, the compass was dazzling with light, and all of Lin Huang's palm prints were imprinted into the compass.
The old man waved his arms, and the compass floated in the air.
Then, the old man slowly closed his eyes again, facing the compass hanging in the air in front of him, crossing his palms to form a seal, and constantly changing the gestures of the seal.
Under the setting sun at dusk, in front of the fortune-telling stall next to the Xuanwu statue, the compass shines brilliantly, as bright and bright as starlight, and as mysterious as the light of Taoist runes.
For half a quarter of an hour, all Lin Huang could see was the old man making one hundred and eighty-two hand gestures, all of which were full of incomprehensible charm.
As time goes by, simple and profound ancient characters slowly emerge from the inverted light curtain like the Milky Way above the compass.
"Brother Changsheng, what is written here? Why can't I understand anything?"
Tang Xiaoqi scratched her head and asked Lin Huang.
Lin Huang shook his head, and then guessed, "The dragon is hiding in the abyss?"
Then, within the galaxy's light curtain, words appeared again.
——Waiting for the storm!
Break the army into trouble.
Covered by good fortune.
When four lines of small characters appeared in the galaxy light screen, Old Man Zao suddenly stopped his hand seals and took a long breath. His withered face looked particularly pale.
"Hey...what's wrong with you? Do you want to eat candied haws on a stick?"
Looking at the old man's weak appearance, Tang Xiaoqi wrinkled her delicate brows.
The old man showed a smile, and then he became more serious. After taking a short rest, his hands formed frantic seals again, so fast that Lin Huang couldn't see clearly with his current eyesight.
In a few breaths, the Milky Way light curtain on the compass rose sharply, reaching a height of more than three feet. And the words behind it slowly emerged:
Shura comes to the world.
Every step is a disaster.
Death is inevitable.
There is no way back.
When the last sentence appeared, the galaxy light curtain in the void suddenly disappeared, and the compass fell to the ground. The old man's pupils suddenly dilated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Tang Xiaoqi was immediately startled. She walked around the stall and patted the old man on the back, "How are you?"
"Oh... I'm so exhausted!"
The old man leaned back and slumped in the chair, looked at the little girl and said pitifully, "You can give the old man a few more bunches of candied haws!"
"It's easy to say, I can't finish it today anyway!"
Tang Xiaoqi said loudly, then pushed the old man, "Then tell me quickly, is my brother Changsheng suffering from a bloody disaster?"
The smile on the old man's face suddenly froze, then he shook his head and repeated the prophecy:
The dragon lurks in the abyss, waiting for the storm.
The army is in dire straits, and the fortunes of the enemy are met.
When Shura comes into the world, he is faced with calamity every step of the way.
A fatal situation with no way to save it!
Lin Huang's brows were already knitted together...
Tang Xiaoqi suddenly stared, filled with a bad premonition, and shouted: "Can you say something that this girl can understand?"
The old man smiled and said, "It means that your boss is a real dragon in this world, and he can compete with your Phoenix destiny!"
"I like this sentence!"
Tang Xiaoqi's eyes narrowed into crescent moons.
"To become a real dragon, the storm needs to gather together, otherwise it will just be a hidden dragon, and it will take time!"
The bad old man continued.
"It's okay, my immortal brother is young! He has plenty of time!"
The little girl laughed and said, "What does it mean to break the army and be in trouble, and to be lucky?"
"That is to say, your boss is like a broken star in the sky, a general who dominates the world. It's a pity that the time has not come, and you are like a lost dog!"
"Don't call my Changsheng brother a dog!"
Tang Xiaoqi shouted, and then asked, "Where's the one behind?"
The bad old man's face darkened, "When Shura comes into the world, he is in danger of disaster every step of the way. It means that he has the potential of Shura coming into the world and killing the world, but every step of his life is met with disaster. If he is not careful, he will be shattered into pieces and never recover!"
"ah……"
The little girl was immediately shocked and looked at the old man with worry, "Could it be...could this be the bloody disaster you mentioned?"
The bad old man shook his head.
"You're such a bad old man, you're so bad, you're going to die so slowly!"
Tang Xiaoqi said angrily.
The bad old man sighed, looked up at Lin Huang, shook his head and said: "Now there is no bloody disaster, but a fatal situation. He himself has no way to recover!"
Lin Huang's expression did not change, and the slight smile on his lips remained the same. When the prophecy appeared, he already knew it in his heart.
Song Hanshan is his inevitable death!
Bang.
After listening to the bad old man's words, Tang Xiaoqi sat down on the ground in fright, looking a little lost. Then she grabbed the old man's clothes and said pitifully: "Grandpa, you are so powerful. There must be a way to resolve it. Please tell me quickly.
Xiaoqi, I will give you all my candied haws."
The bad old man shook his head, "It's useless even if you call me an old god!"
"Old gods, old gods, old gods, old gods!"
Tang Xiaoqi called four old gods in succession.
The bad old man still shook his head, "The bad old man really can't find that glimmer of hope!"
"you……"
Tang Xiaoqi stood up angrily in an instant, staring at Old Man Zao with piercing eyes, and then her body instantly softened, looking at Old Man Zao pleadingly, "Grandpa God, please Xiaoqi, please save Brother Changsheng."
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"Xiaoqi!"
Lin Huang suddenly spoke.
"Brother Changsheng, come with me quickly, didn't you hear? It's a certain death!"
Tang Xiaoqi looked back at Lin Huang, her face full of sadness.
Lin Huang smiled and said, "The old gentleman is bluffing you. Not only does he not want to pay back the money, but he also wants to defraud you of the candied haws. Don't be fooled by his sweet words!"
After listening to Lin Huang's words, the old man frowned slightly, and then laughed secretly.
"ah……"
Tang Xiaoqi turned around and saw the old man snickering, looking completely treacherous. Tang Xiaoqi was furious and smashed the fortune-telling stall with a pair of small hands.
"you……"
The bad old man was equally angry, his eyes were waiting for Tang Xiaoqi. Then he rolled his sleeves and scolded, "Forget it, the old god doesn't care about the little girl, you guys should leave quickly!"
snort!
The little girl immediately snorted, showing off her power, but the anger in her heart had not yet eased.
Lin Huang smiled calmly, took Tang Xiaoqi's little hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, the stall is also destroyed. We, chivalrous and righteous people, are not as knowledgeable as the old gentleman!"
"Don't let me see you again, old man, you're so bad!"
Tang Xiaoqi waved her fist and followed Lin Huang away with a groan.
The bad old man snorted twice, looked at the backs of the two people leaving, his anger gradually dissipated, sighed, shook his head, and murmured to himself:
The dragon lurks in the abyss, waiting for the storm.
The army is in dire straits, and the fortunes of the enemy are met.
When Shura comes into the world, he is faced with calamity every step of the way.