Qin Fan and the others stood there motionless, and Ah Sang did not get the guidance of his god father, nor did he stand up at this time.

Time seemed to freeze in this earthen building, and everyone was waiting for the demon-looking man to speak.

"Since they are guests brought back by Ahsan, I must give them blessings. ”

The old hoarse voice came from the skin that looked like it was about to sink into the earth, and just listening to the sound made people feel a little infiltrating.

After receiving an affirmative reply, Ahsan got up from the ground in a hurry, and pulled a few pieces of blanket with oil stains that could not be seen clearly and put them on the ground.

Everything in this room shows how sloppy and compromising their daily lives are.

Looking at the imprinted blanket in front of them, Qin Fan and Chen Sansi frowned and sat down, while Zhang Bufan, who was born with a bit of cleanliness, finally sat down very unhappily under the persuasive gaze of the two.

"Daddy, they invited me to a meal last night, can you see if you can give them any blessings, preferably the kind that can fulfill the wishes of the world?"

Under the dim light, Ah Sang told all about Qin Fan and the others who invited him to dinner last night.

He didn't eat for nothing, he had a little more energy to add fuel and vinegar when he spoke, and he talked about how polite they were to him.

Everything in this house is so dim and dilapidated, with a bit of old age, as if this tulou was not originally built with the help of the townspeople, but has been left behind for dozens of generations.

"In this way, those who love love to return, and those who come to are blessed, and they should be blessed. The god nodded, a very light smile on his face.

The ages of the two of them seemed too incompatible, this god was seventy or eighty years old, to say the least, and Ahsan was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

Perhaps because the three of them looked at them too nakedly, Ahsan turned his head and raised an eyebrow at them, and frankly said that he was adopted.

"Daddy said that I was brought to the town by an eagle, and it was a gift from God, and I should stay with him. ”

After hearing this, Qin Fan and the others all nodded and didn't say anything.

Most of the people in the border areas believe in gods, and in places thousands of miles away from the bustling cities, these people pursue a primitive way of life, as well as those who are satisfied with their inner faith.

They are much happier than those who live in the city.

When they first went upstairs, the faint smell of incense powder that everyone smelled was gradually diluted by a faint stench.

Qin Fan and Chen Sansi were originally the kind of people who were inconspicuous and could still endure it, but Zhang Bufan was like sitting on pins and needles.

"I said that the lights in your house are so dim, aren't you afraid that you will accidentally fall off on weekdays?

After a series of obedient words, Zhang Bufan said as he got up, forcibly resisted the urge to gag in his heart, and slowly walked downstairs.

"Mr. Zhang, since you have come here, why don't you accept the blessings?"

Suddenly, the god looked at Zhang Bufan with a smile, and at the same time asked him if he had slept well at night recently.

Zhang Bufan's whole person was as if he was frozen in place, and he asked him in horror with his eyes open: "How do you know that I haven't slept well recently, and who told you that my surname is Zhang?"

The cold gaze swept over Ah San, and after sensing the puzzled look on his face, Zhang Bufan calmed down, he had never said anything to this kid.

"The gods are all over the world, how can mortals not know their minds?" the god smiled, half-lying there, his gaze very serene.

At the moment when he laughed like this, Qin Fan and Chen Sansi immediately glanced at each other.

This man obviously looked seventy or eighty, but his teeth were white and neat, and even his hair covered by a blanket was black and shiny.

His appearance is a bit like Zhang Bufan's previous master...... Obviously half of his body has gone into the loess, but suddenly there are signs of rejuvenation.

Faintly, Zhang Bufan also saw these signs, and finally sat on the blanket, frowned and asked, "Didn't your son Ah Sang say that he wanted you to give us any blessings?"

"A few of us are passing through this service area town, and now we have to leave in a hurry, if you are really a god, then hurry up and give us good fortune. ”

Ever since Qin Fan listened to Chen Sansi's words and felt that something was wrong with the aura in this room, he didn't say much.

He sat on the blanket that smelled of rancid swill from time to time, and his whole body felt as if he was in a meditation, feeling the energy coming from underground.

Chen Sansi was a Hao Qi cultivator, as for what was the use of the Hao Qi in his mouth, Qin Fan thought that it should be similar to Yuan Qi, or even higher than Yuan Qi.

Neither of them spoke, allowing Zhang Bufan to keep doing things there, distracting the gods and Ah San.

"There will be good fortune or something, I can help you calculate a hexagram, even if it is to repay my son for eating that meal. The god looked at Zhang Bufan with a soft gaze, and raised his hand to ask Ah Sang to hand over a tortoise shell.

This is a must-have object for fortune tellers in the temple fair stall, a toddler with a high oil and high density tortoise shell with two brass coins.

Zhang Bufan is a person who does not believe in evil, and when he heard that he was going to tell his fortune, he immediately raised his eyebrows.

"Then you will show all your real talents and hard work today, and tell me a fortune, I am a person who does not believe in evil, if you say it badly, then don't count!"

Sitting on the blanket, Qin Fan felt a cold breath enveloping him, this coldness was a little wet, making him feel that he was not in the tulou room at this time, but in the adrift sea.

After a while, Qin Fan turned his head to look at Chen Sansi, his eyes staring at him directly, wanting to be sure if this aura was floating from him.

Chen Sansi's eyes rolled, and his playful eyes swept towards Qin Fan, he nodded imperceptibly and continued to sit still.

The aura exuded by this person is the kind of yin and soft, combined with all these things, Qin Fan feels that he is not like a man, but like a woman who has been reincarnated in the wrong car......

"My father's fortune telling has never been wrong, he is willing to give you good fortune, you must remember what he said next. Ahsan's face flushed, for fear that some of them would not believe him.

The brass coin was vigorously tapped in the tortoise carapace, and the god raised his hand, shook it a few times, and then poured it to the ground.

"Let me see how your lives are......" he lengthened his voice, squinting at the copper coin, and a smile appeared on his face.