Zhang Bufan stretched out his head to look at the two copper coins, but he didn't understand what this could calculate.

"Gods, what do these two copper coins mean?" he asked, looking closely at the two copper coins, they were just the most common style, probably because they were a little old, and they were stained with many mimeographs that could not be washed off.

"This is ......"

"The copper coin shows that you are carrying the lamp and walking the horse, and you have no worries in your life. The god smiled.

This is a good hexagram, indicating that the person who is being told the hexagram will be carefree and unrestrained all his life.

But it also shows from the side that he will not have too much to do with the mundane world in this life.

"Heh, just your two sentences, I will still say, am I just picking up the lights now?" Zhang Bufan pouted and said disdainfully.

Under the dim light, the two copper coins were quickly collected by the gods in the turtle shell, as if he didn't plan to tell Qin Fan and Chen Sansi any more fortunes.

With the movement of the person's hand, Zhang Bufan felt that the stench became more and more obvious, and he frowned slightly, trying not to show it as much as possible.

Qin Fan and Chen Sansi, who were sitting on the side, had completely entered the realm of the iQue Taixu at this moment.

After Zhang Bufan came down from Jingping Mountain, he wanted to see the world of flowers and escape from that bitter and sad day.

Now the identity of a cultivator has become a kind of shackle for him, not to mention the vitality, and he doesn't even want to mention the daily Taoism anymore.

Now, sitting on the blanket, only Qin Fan and Chen Sansi are feeling the secret of this wonderful tulou through the special true qi in their bodies.

"What are you two sitting stupidly for? This old man's good fortune is just a word for me, and now that I have heard it, hurry up, don't delay your journey!"

As he spoke, Zhang Bufan got up from the ground and turned around to leave.

"Wait, my father promised to give you a blessing, that is a gift to you, how can you be so rude!

Ah San, who is a small ghost, suddenly jumped out with a red face and blocked Zhang Bufan's way.

He has lived in the town for more than ten years, and he has never seen anyone as rude to his father as Zhang Bufan.

This is something that no one in the town can tolerate, if Zhang Bufan doesn't apologize to his father at this moment, he is absolutely confident that this person can't leave the border!

Zhang Bufan was amused by his sudden move, and instantly grinned at the corners of his mouth, looking at him very ridiculously.

"The good fortune you said, I thought it was some kind of glory and wealth, but it was just a sentence, if you want to hear it, I can also give it to you!"

"You kid didn't say anything about a meal, and now it's still delaying our hurry, so hurry up. ”

Zhang Bufan, who has been repeatedly obstructed, has already felt a little unhappy in his heart at this moment.

Qin Fan and Chen Sansi, who were in a state of concentration, were concentrating on perceiving everything underground, and they couldn't speak, so they could only hope that Ah Sang would be able to leave Zhang Bufan behind.

Ahsan's reluctance contrasts with Zhang Bufan's deliberate prevarication, and both want to achieve their goals.

"Ah San, you can't be so unreasonable to your distinguished guests, Mr. Zhang, everything I said today is true, and it is definitely not something that a charlatan can say. ”

"Since you have the opportunity to come to our desert, don't you want to listen to me a few more words?

The gods looked at Zhang Bufa with all his eyes, and the whole person was full of amiable and respectable Buddha's compassion.

In such an instant, at first, Qin Fan and the old man who looked like a demon actually faintly gave birth to a fireworks.

"I'm in good health, I've never been sick, you don't talk nonsense to me here!"

Zhang Bufan, who was punctured in his mind, instantly jumped like thunder, his whole body trembled slightly, and his panicked eyes kept scanning the room.

"Since you think you're in good health, don't you want to ask me if I have any methods for immortality?"

"People in the world want to pursue immortality and prolong life, Mr. Zhang, you should be one of them, right?" the god smiled faintly, his dark and bright eyes exuding the light of a wise man.

With these few words he said, Qin Fan and the others had reason to believe why the people in the town would treat this old man like a god.

It's really different to have culture, and the words that come out are all literary.

"Heh, since you want to talk nonsense with me, then I will meet you today! If you have anything else to say, let me tell you that my two brothers have a big background, you better explain it!"

Zhang Bufan lowered his eyes and smiled, and then sat on the floor.

Seeing that he finally didn't leave, Qin Fan and Chen Sansi were secretly relieved.

This tulou is probably more mysterious than they originally thought, and the pit in the middle is hundreds of meters deep, and they don't know where it will penetrate.

Now, Zhang Bufan, who is talkative and loves to jump, has become a cover for the two, and they have never hoped that Zhang Bufan can say more today......

It was noon now, and no one on the second floor felt hungry.

Ahsan crossed his legs and sat down beside his god, Daddy, and from time to time helped him tuck up the blanket that was about to fall.

In fact, although the adoptive father and son do not have any similarities in appearance, they are exactly the same in terms of dress and sloppy energy.

Before, I was afraid that it was because Ah Sang was young, and he was not necessarily very tall, standing there thin and weak, like a small poplar, Qin Fan and they didn't feel how strong the smell on his body was.

But the longer I sat in this room, the more I felt that the smell emanating from the old man was even more pungent than the swill that had been left for ten days and half a month.

This smell is not only the fermentation of the mud accumulated on the body for many days, but more like the accumulation of oil and dead skin on the skin due to the lack of bathing for many years.

"The people here believe that I have the art of reaching the heavens, and call me a god, but in fact, they really think highly of me, and I am just a person who has been favored by the gods by chance. The old man smiled, and his expression gave people a very stable feeling.

"I don't care what they call you, anyway, I don't believe you are a god, didn't you just say that I was sick, and said that you know what the method of immortality, but talk about it. ”

Zhang Bufan curled his body together as hard as possible, trying not to touch the extra floor here.

After entering the door, he has been in a mood of disgust with the surrounding environment and wants to leave.

At present, I was stimulated by this old man's agitation, and I actually wanted to hear it.