"There are really ghosts!" As soon as Bai Xuehen stepped into the yard, he looked around: "Where is the ghost?"
"I said I was driven away." Long Xiaoshan said proudly.
"Brother Xiaoshan, you are so awesome, you can be a charlatan." Bai Xuehen smiled with a smile on his lips.
"What kind of charlatan? I am a master. I can also tell fortunes and fortunes, divide gold and set acupoints, and do everything." Long Xiaoshan hummed.
"Go--" Bai Xuehen looked disdainful.
"If you don't believe it, then I'll show you the picture. One fake will pay ten yuan." Long Xiaoshan said.
"Puchi, you still have to pay ten if you fake one, do you think you sell fake medicine?" Bai Xuehen said with a smile.
"If you don't believe me, give me your hand." Long Xiaoshan looked solemn, revealing a faint sense of high-spiritedness.
When he practiced the Eternal Life Art, his true energy was activated, and his temperament changed suddenly, as if he was a misty heavenly being, which surprised Bai Xuehen. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and muttered, "I'll show it to you."
Long Xiaoshan pinched Bai Xueshi's hands that blocked the snow.
Her palms are very beautiful, as white as jade, especially her fingers are particularly long and her ten fingers are slender. The nails in front of each finger are like transparent shells, with soft fingers and soft, and are pinched in Long Xiaoshan's hand.
Long Xiaoshan pinched her palm, pretended to study on her palm lines for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "Okay."
Bai Xuehen was startled by him: "What's so good, it was shocking."
"I just saw it. Your love line is very good, and your destined lover will appear this year. Judging from your palm lines, are you born at the Youth hour of the fourth lunar month?"
"Yes, how do you know?" Bai Xuehen said in surprise.
Her birthday is indeed the seventh hour of You on the fourth lunar month.
Long Xiaoshan did not answer, but his eyes were bright and his eyes were blooming. He murmured like a master. He calculated his fingers and slapped his thighs and said, "I calculated that the destined person was born at the ninth hour of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and he was exactly two years older than you. You are the heavenly stems and earthly branches, and the yin and yang are in harmony. The fate of a mandarin duck butterfly that has never been seen in a century. This combination of eight characters is hard to meet in a century. It is completely a fortune in the previous life. Once you meet, you will definitely fall in love. And after marriage, you will be extremely happy. The man is prosperous for the wife and daughter and the husband. In short, it is not better to be good."
Bai Xuehen was fooled by Long Xiaoshan and was stunned.
She was a little panicked and said, "It's true or false."
Although she is an atheist, she does not believe in these things that are divine and divine.
But Long Xiaoshan said it was too mysterious. It sounded unfathomable at first glance, and even her birth date was calculated by Long Xiaoshan.
But she was scared.
What she hates the most is this destined thing.
What if that man wasn't what she liked at all?
And she wasn't ready for anything.
Just as Bai Xuehen was thinking about it.
Long Xiaoshan said again: "Do you want to know where the man born on the ninth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar is?"
A hint of panic flashed across Bai Xuehen's face. She wanted to say no, but when the words came to her mouth, a strong curiosity drove her to say, "Where is it?"
Long Xiaoshan calculated his fingers and laughed: "It's great. I've calculated this person, far away from the sky..."
Suddenly a voice came in coldly: "Don't fool it, Bai Susu, you won't stop seeing your daughter being fooled by this dead guy."
I don’t know when Song Yi had already walked out and stood at the door of the main hall.
"What a fool?" Long Xiaoshan snorted: "You haven't seen this master's method before."
Song Yi smiled disdainfully, and stretched out her fingers to calculate, and suddenly realized, "Oh, I have calculated too, you are the one born on the ninth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, right?"
"Uh." Long Xiaoshan smiled embarrassedly.
Bai Xuehen is a smart person from Bingxue, and he immediately realized that he was fooled by Long Xiaoshan just now.
He kicked Long Xiaoshan's leg with anger: "Bad guy."
Long Xiaoshan grinned and hugged his feet twice.
He glared at Song Yi with a strong look.
Song Yi ignored him, turned around and said coldly: "Bai Susu, what are you here to do?"
Bai Susu was not angry at Song Yi's tone, and said gently: "Song Yi, are you okay now."
Song Yi said, "I can't die. I'm not telling you, don't enter my door in the future."
"Hey! How did you talk?" Long Xiaoshan was upset. Between Bai Susu and Song Yi, he of course chose Bai Susu. Hearing that Song Yi had such a bad attitude towards Bai Susu, he stood up.
"You don't have to worry about my words," Song Yi said.
"Damn, you and Era are here." Long Xiaoshan said with a stinky tongue.
"You..." Song Yi's face turned pale.
"Xiao Shanzi, why did you talk to Aunt Song like this? Don't do this." Bai Susu said hurriedly.
Long Xiaoshan scratched his head, and he also felt that he had been a little too much just now.
"That... sorry!"
Song Yi said fiercely: "Bai Susu, you don't need to pretend to be kind."
For some reason, Song Yi was even more angry when she saw Long Xiaoshan listening to Bai Susu's words.
"Look at my bad temper..." Long Xiaoshan felt that this woman was inappropriate.
Bai Susu hurriedly pulled Long Xiaoshan and said, "Xiaoshan, don't, Song Yi, I was sorry for you back then, but after so many years, he has been gone long ago. It's almost twenty years. Can't we let it pass?"
"I can't get over it, Bai Susu, go out for me, go out!" Song Yi burst into tears and pointed at the door and shouted.
Bai Susu sighed.
Pull Long Xiaoshan and Bai Xuehen out.
Long Xiaoshan couldn't understand the situation, so he could only be pulled out.
After walking out, Bai Xuehen said, "Mom, what's going on between you and Aunt Song?"
Long Xiaoshan raised his ears.
This is what he wanted to ask, but it is hard for him to ask outsiders. Now Bai Xuehen asked, and he also wanted to hear it.
Bai Susu's face looked a little melancholy.
Seeing this, Bai Xuehen said, "Mom, if there is a hidden secret, let's forget it."
Bai Susu stopped, looked at the sky, slowly breathed, and said, "It's already an old past. I didn't want to talk about it anymore, but since you want to know and you have grown up, it doesn't matter if you say it. This matter has something to do with your father."
Bai Xuehen is a posthumous son and has never even seen his father.
However, when I heard that it had something to do with her father, I also paid attention to it. Bai Susu said: "At that time, I, Song Yi and your father were both classmates. They were childhood sweethearts and transferred to school. Moreover, because of the elders, they used to marry your father. Song Yi always liked your father. When she grew up, she thought she would marry him. However, as she grew older, your father fell in love with me. In that era, the marriage was not so particular. It was just a verbal agreement from the elders, so your father didn't take it seriously. When you were in college, your father got along with me."