In the square, Chen Ke took Xiao Ding and walked back two steps, and said, "Mr. Feng, if you are free at noon or night, I want to invite you to a meal, mainly to thank you." ”

Feng Qingyan smiled and said, "You don't need to eat, it's just a trivial matter." ”

"Yes, Xiao Ding, do you want to have dinner with Uncle Feng?" Chen Ke asked the little girl, and at this time she also calmed down, and there was no previous nervousness in her heart.

"Okay, okay. ”

The little girl nodded again and again, with some expectation in her eyes.

"Mr. Feng, if you are not free today, it doesn't matter if you are not available for the next few days. Chen Ke said, in fact, she had a good impression of Feng Qingyan, especially the aura exuded from him.

The literary quality is polite and gentle.

Feng Qingyan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but I'm not free today." ”

"Then it's decided, you can decide the time, I still have something to do, so I'll go first. Chen Ke smiled, and then pulled the little girl away.

On the other side of the square, the bald head was forcibly dragged away by the large block, and although the bald head kept struggling, the big man was so powerful that he couldn't get out at all.

"Bastard, let me go and go to him to pay for the medical bills. ”

The bald head is furious, this big man is really a tendon.

"Uh......"

The big guy was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Boss, isn't this good?"

"What's not so good?" said the bald head furious.

"Boss, this is the ...... you fell on your own"

The big man looked at the miserable face and said in a daze.

"Grass, idiot, get out!"

When the bald head heard this, his heart was furious.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a Mao suit suddenly appeared in front of them, it was Chen Ping'an. At this time, Chen Ping'an walked around them, and saw that the bald Yin Tang was obscure and lost its luster, and there was a faint gray and slightly black air in it.

"Grass, you're again?"

After the bald head saw Chen Ping'an, he became angry again, and opened his mouth to scold: "As soon as I went out, I ran into your crow's mouth." If it weren't for you, how could I be so unlucky to fall down three or four times in a row?"

"They have told you that this is a place of right and wrong, and told you to leave quickly, but you will not hearken. Look, it's bad luck now. Chen Ping'an couldn't help but smile and said, "Your face is really miserable, when you go home, I don't know if your mother can recognize you......"

"Grass, see if I don't kill you!" The bald head was furious, and he hit Chen Ping'an with a fist.

Bang!

The bald head slipped on his feet again, fell to the ground again, and for the fourth time, he landed on his face.

"Ahh

That face, even more flowered, was full of blood.

"Ah, Boss, why did you fall again?"

The big man was also stunned, and hurried to help him up, feeling that something seemed to be wrong.

"It's a big bad luck every three days, a small bad luck once a day, let's go out less these days, otherwise you will suffer ......" Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, and then stopped paying attention to them, muttering in his mouth, "Is this the musty ...... that provoked the plague god?"

As he left the square, the figure of a young man could not help but come to mind.

Could it be him?

Chen Ping'an groaned for a moment, and then his footsteps followed.

After Chen Ke left the square with Xiao Ding, Feng Qingyan looked at the time, and then walked towards the grove next to him and continued his walk. About half an hour passed, and Feng Qingyan suddenly turned around and asked, "You have been following me for more than half an hour, but what's the matter?"

"It's fine, just looking. ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile, and then walked up slowly.

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but smile, he didn't think it was so simple, so he asked, "What are you doing?"

Chen Ping'an squinted his eyes slightly, looked at Feng Qingyan and said: "When studying heaven and man, through the changes of the past and the present, it is necessary to continue to learn from the saints. ”

Feng Qingyan smiled and said, "Fortune telling?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Well, you can also say that." ”

Yan Qing couldn't help but smile and said, "Actually, I also saw it, it seems to be quite interesting, so how about you help me calculate?"

"I haven't used this hexagram today, you can ask casually. I didn't see Chen Ping'an make any moves, and six yellow copper coins suddenly appeared in his hand.

However, at this time, Feng Qingyan stood there quietly and did not speak.

Chen Ping'an saw that Feng Qingyan was silent, and couldn't help but smile and said, "You don't believe it?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan frowned slightly, just now he just said it casually, and he didn't really want to tell fortunes. Moreover, he doesn't believe in fortune telling or anything......

But now, he doesn't know whether to believe it or not, maybe he wouldn't believe it before, but it's hard to say now. After all, even the ghost gate has appeared, what else is unacceptable?

Moreover, he is also the god of the land.

"Since you don't come, I'll help you come. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled, and then threw the copper coin in his hand, and when the copper coin fell to the ground, his face couldn't help but change.

"The dust is buried in the bronze coin, the beautiful jade is stuck in the mud, when it will be reborn, and then the head will be bright. ”

This is a hexagram, the thirty-second hexagram of countless murderers.

This hexagram is difficult to protect officials, it is unfavorable to travel, pedestrians are sick, lawsuits are unfavorable, wealth is undivided, patients are heavy, marriages are in disaster, and things cannot be done......

However, Chen Ping'an was not shocked by this hexagram, but shocked by Feng Qingyan, and muttered: "How is this possible, unless ......"

When he raised his head, his face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at Feng Qingyan with a frightened gaze.

Feng Qingyan looked at Chen Ping'an, who was shocked, and asked with slight curiosity, "Unless what?"

"Unless you're not ......"

Before Chen Ping'an finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his pale face, and his entire back was already soaked. Under his feet, he was retreating step by step, and his heart was extremely frightened.

"How is this possible?"

Chen Ping'an looked at Feng Qingyan, retreating step by step, muttering unconsciously in his mouth.

I must have read it wrong, how could he not be human?

But how could I be wrong?

He was a man who had long since died, exuding a dead and cold aura that could hide from other people's eyes, but never from mine.

Although I have not yet studied the time of heaven and man, through the changes of the past and the present, the words of the family.

But what I have learned, I am not mistaken.

He's a dead man!

But he was standing alive in front of him, which must have been my mistake.

Chen Ping'an's face was uncertain, and his heart was even more turbulent, and his eyes were staring at Feng Qingyan.

"Are you alright, why did you suddenly spurt blood?"

Feng Qingyan was stunned, and he didn't expect Chen Ping'an to spurt blood when he calculated a hexagram.

On TV, this is a sign of leaking the heavens, did he really see something? At this time, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but squint his eyes and looked at Chen Ping'an, who was terrified, could it be that he calculated my difference?

Chen Ping'an suddenly calmed down, wiped the remaining blood on his lips, and gestured with his hand: "I'm fine." ”

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