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"What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Can't it be detected?"
Jiang Siming asked calmly.
"Nono problem, it can be tested, it can be tested."
The old man muttered, "What does idiot mean? What is this word? I've never heard it before. It's weird, but it's quite smooth. Are you complimenting me?"
After reading the two words written by Jiang Siming for a while, he started to count with his fingers, muttering in alien language that he couldn't understand at all.
After thinking for a while, he slapped his thigh and shouted: "Oh! Brother, you are indeed in a bloody disaster. If you don't survive this disaster, I'm afraid your life will not be saved"
Jiang Siming laughed, looked into his eyes, and said mysteriously: "Then do you believe it or not, you will also suffer a bloody disaster?"
"Brother, I'm not trying to make fun of you. I'll tell you the truth. I learned physiognomy from the Qingyun Sect and the founder of Qingyun, Qingyunzi. Do you know the Qingyun Sect? Oh, you may not know, it is one of the best in Dongzhou. The righteous sect, let me tell you"
The old man Jili Gulu began to promote his abilities.
Jiang Siming was not in the mood to listen, so he interrupted: "I know the Qingyun Sect, and I'm quite familiar with it. You continue."
"It's good if you know, then you should believe that the old man didn't lie to you, right?"
Jiang Siming nodded unequivocally: "I didn't lie to you either."
"Hey young man, why don't you believe it"
The old man wanted to continue to persuade him earnestly, but unexpectedly, a man suddenly rushed over from behind him. The man raised his fist and punched the old man in the face.
The old man uttered an ouch and fell to the ground. His mouth was bruised, the blood flowed non-stop, and he screamed in pain.
The one who beat him was a strong man, just an ordinary man. He pointed at the old man and yelled curses.
"You are an old and dead liar! You lied to me more than twenty taels of silver, saying that I would have great luck today and that I could pick up a big treasure if I entered the Monster Mountain Range. I was almost eaten alive by the monster!"
But the old man immediately had an idea and quibbled: "Oh, that monster is a big treasure. Think about it, the monster's body is a treasure, its skin can be used to make treasure armor, and its meat can nourish yin and yang. It¡¯s a treasure, you¡¯re not sure about it yourself, how can you blame me?¡±
¡°You¡¯re still talking nonsense, give me your money back! Or I¡¯ll beat you to death!¡± The strong man obviously didn¡¯t believe it.
But the old man is an old money addict. How can he be willing to take out the money in his pocket? He doesn't agree with it either life or death.
The little girl on the side couldn't stand it any longer, so she mutteringly took out twenty taels and gave them back to the strong man.
The strong man took the money back and left with satisfaction.
The little girl then said to the old man on the ground: "Grandpa, I just told you to stop lying to others. The elder brother is right. You are indeed a bloody disaster."
The old man immediately signaled her to shush, stood up from the ground, patted the soil, and looked at Jiang Siming.
Perhaps because he was afraid that Jiang Siming would also ask him to pay back the money, the old man could only explain:
"Okay, little brother, I know you don't believe it. Let me tell the truth, old man. I actually passed all my skills to my granddaughter, so now I can only look at the superficial skills to earn a living. What can I really do for you? The one who reads your fortune is my granddaughter. I will ask my granddaughter to tell your fortune now. If the fortune teller is correct, I won¡¯t charge you any money, okay?¡±
Afraid that Jiang Siming still didn't believe it, the old man could only introduce: "Don't believe it. A few days ago, a young man came here as well. My granddaughter gave him a fortune telling. Who do you think he is? The Ghost King of Dongzhou The most powerful general of the sect, Gui Li! Gui Li, you know, the most favored subordinate of the leader of the Ghost King Sect, his cultivation is unpredictable. I heard that he used to be a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, but my granddaughter still figured it out and gave it back to him. Pointed out a clear path.¡±
Jiang Siming¡¯s eyelids twitched, Gui Li isn¡¯t that Zhang Xiaofan?
"You keep talking."
"My granddaughter said that he was in a bloody disaster this time and told him not to go to the Monster Mountain Range. He didn't believe it. Now he has gone in and has never come out. Maybe, tsk tsk, oh, if you don't listen to the master's words, you will suffer the consequences in front of you. "
Jiang Siming is a little more convinced now. After all, not many people know Gui Li, and this is Zhongzhou, not Dongzhou.
Jiang Siming turned to look at the little girl. The little girl was still holding the candied haws and spitting out a few jujube shells from time to time.
Seeing Jiang Siming looking over, the little girl saw his face clearly.
The little girl had never seen such a handsome man before. She immediately blushed and did not dare to spit out the jujube shells. She instantly became much more well-behaved.
"Xiaohuan, please tell this little brother's fortune. Do you know if his fortune is accurate?" the old man ordered.
"Grandpa, don't forget, I can only count three times a month, and this is the last time."
"I know." The old man said, approaching the little girl and saying, "You see this man spends a lot of money, he must be a rich man. If this deal is completed, we will be able to enjoy the blessings in the next half month."
"Then I want to eat candied haws on a stick every day."
"You little glutton, okay."
After the little girl finished talking to the old man, she immediately walked to Jiang Siming, holding the remaining half of the candied haws skewer in her hand.
"Can you stretch your hand and show it to me?" the little girl asked.
Jiang Siming extended his palm generously.
The little girl looked at her palms for a few times and then looked at Jiang Siming.
He took out a broken object like a hexagram plate from his pocket and muttered something.
But not long after, the little girl¡¯s face quickly became warm and rosy.
??????????????????????????????????????? Immediately afterwards.
Poof!
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
The little girl passed out on the spot.
"Xiaohuan! Xiaohuan! What's wrong with you? Don't scare grandpa!"
The old man was very anxious on the spot. This kind of thing had never happened before. The old man could only hold the little girl and shout loudly.
But the girl is still unconscious.
When he was helpless, Jiang Siming walked over, held the little girl's arm, and channeled some spiritual energy.
The little girl woke up immediately, pointed at Jiang Siming and said, "HeheI can't see any information about him"
"This" The old man was dumbfounded. Is there any life that his granddaughter cannot see?
"It's okay, Xiaohuan, let's not forget it. Let's take a year off. Grandpa will take you to see a doctor and cure your injury. Whatever you say, it won't count this year."
The old man picked up the little girl and was about to leave, but the girl shook her head and said, "I'm fine. This big brother has already cured me."
The old man glanced at Jiang Siming in surprise and said blankly: "Isn't he an ordinary person?"
"Who told you he was an ordinary person?" The little girl rolled her eyes.
The old man murmured: "I think he is quite ordinary. He has an average appearance and is slightly thin. He is a very ordinary young man!"
The little girl rolled her eyes to the sky this time and complained: "Grandpa, your aesthetics are really out of date, and your aesthetics are quite weird. The ghost Li from before looked so ordinary, but you said that he is a good-looking person." Extremely handsome, I really don¡¯t know where you learned your aesthetics, and that wild dog Taoist priest, you also said that his appearance is extraordinary."
Facing his granddaughter¡¯s complaints, the old man smiled awkwardly. He really thought Jiang Siming was mediocre.
Why does your granddaughter think he is handsome?
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