The three of them turned left and right in the alley a few times, and when they reached the depths of the alley, they stopped in front of a dark wooden door, and the fortune teller took out the key and skillfully opened the door, welcoming Ye Yichen and Hongluan in.

Just the moment when the fortune teller fairy turned around, the two of them found that her eyes were still closed, could she really be blind? Walking all the way from the street, the fortune teller woman led the way in front, her steps were vigorous, and it could even be said that she was walking like flying, where was there a little blindness?

The dark alley, the black wooden door, and the strange behavior of the fortune teller, Ye Yichen was nervous for no reason, he glanced at Hongluan, but found that she was the same as usual, looking at herself with a smile, and couldn't help but curse herself in her heart, Ye Yichen, why are you so timid?

It was a very simply furnished room, and they looked out the window to see everything, a bed, a round table, four wooden chairs, and nothing else, and it was clear that the fortune teller did not live here for long.

The fortune teller motioned for the two to sit down, and then gently closed the door, and suddenly the light in the room dimmed, Ye Yichen and Hongluan looked at each other, and could only vaguely see each other's figures, they turned around at the same time, looking at the fortune teller woman in surprise.

The fortune teller didn't seem to notice the strangeness of the two, and walked straight into the house, closing the window inside, and now it was okay, the room was immediately dark, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

At this time, the fortune teller finally came over and sat down, and said, "You don't need to panic, I have no malicious intent." As soon as the words fell, the room slowly began to light up again, and the two of them were stunned for a while, not knowing where the light came from.

"Brother Yichen, on it. Hongluan said excitedly.

Ye Yichen looked in the direction, only to find that the light was coming from the top of the room, a large square object with a palm suspended above their heads, emitting a soft light, this light was extremely bright, illuminating the room as if it was day, but it was not dazzling at all, the two of them looked straight for a long time, but there was no discomfort in their eyes.

"I'm going to borrow your hair, young man. The fortune teller spoke.

At this time, Ye Yichen came to his senses, and just now he was asking if the glowing thing was the night pearl, which made the red luan flower branches tremble.

This time, the fortune teller took three hairs and put them on the white handkerchief on the table, and they were all one before, and it seems that she is not completely sure now, but then she did not pick up the hair on the table, but took out a small leather bag from her arms.

The fortune teller opened the leather bag and poured out a pile of tiny wooden sticks from it.

The sticks were thick and thin, an inch long, and looked like branches that had just dried out, and she pulled out one of them, arranging the rest into a closed triangular shape, and placed the white handkerchief in which the hair of the night was kept.

"Dare to ask the fairy, is this a yarrow?" At this time, the red luan next to him suddenly spoke, just now at first glance they felt a little familiar, and after thinking for a long time, he finally remembered its name.

"Ah, are these grasses? What grass is as thick as branches?" Ye Yichen thought very strangely, these looked like branches.

The fortune teller was stunned when she heard this, as if she didn't expect anyone to know that it was yarrow, but she quickly regained her composure, nodded, and said in an approving tone: "The girl has good eyesight, this is the three-hundred-year-old yarrow stem." ”

"Three hundred years" Ye Yichen's eyes almost popped out, he had heard a lot of three hundred years of trees, but three hundred years of grass, no matter how he thought about it, he felt incredible.

"It is rumored that there is a sacred grass in the Black Sea of the North Underworld, called yarrow, which has long stems at the age of 300, blooms at the age of 500, and bears fairy fruits at the age of 1,000, which can make people immortal. Hongluan seemed to be a little excited, and said like a cannon.

I can't imagine that there is something in the world that can make people immortal.

Ye Yichen turned out to have just heard him Chunyuan mention a story about immortality.

He said that a long time ago, a man was chased and killed by the enemy, fled all the way to Beihai, and finally was cornered, and was forced to commit suicide by jumping into the sea by the enemy who rushed in. However, the man was not drowned, he held a dead log, and drifted on the sea for three days and three nights, and finally was washed away by the waves on a deserted island.

When the man woke up the next day, he felt hungry and thirsty, and if he hadn't tasted the seawater, he would have jumped into the sea and drank.

The man ran almost all over the desert island, and found nothing to eat, let alone game and fruits, and there were no flowers or trees here. As far as he could see, the island was full of black stones, and it was as quiet as a grave except for the sound of the wind, and there were some snakes, scorpions, rats and ants in the grave, but there was not even a small worm there.

Finally, the man couldn't support it and fell to the ground, but in a trance, he suddenly saw that there was a red fruit growing not far in front of him, and the instinct to survive made him burst out of the last strength of his body and crawled over step by step. Under the trend of hunger, the man did not think about anything else, and plucked the red fruit and sent it to his mouth, not even paying attention to the taste, until he felt full, and did not stop.

Perhaps it was providence that after swallowing these red fruits, the man not only did not die, but also gained the ability to live forever.

Speaking of this, Chunyuan's story ended in a hurry, and even he felt a little perfunctory. Who knew that Ye Yichen also felt that he had not heard of Yin, and kept asking Chunyuan what happened to the man, and whether he escaped from the desert island and went back to kill the enemy.

Ye Yichen remembered that Chun Yuan just sighed at that time, no matter how he pleaded, he never told the story again, which also became a big regret when Ye Yichen was a child.

Now when I hear Hongluan say that I mention immortality, I unconsciously think of it at night.

Later, when he grew up, he thought that Chunyuan's story of immortality was the same as the story of the blind king, just to make people happy.

"The girl is so young, she has such knowledge, and even knows about this yarrow, I don't know who Ling Zun is, I want to take the time to visit. The fortune teller suddenly became interested in Hongluan and said sincerely.

Hongluan listened for a moment, she didn't think that she would ask this question, and now she still understands the other party's bottom line, and she can't rashly say her identity.

The fortune teller seemed to see Hongluan's concerns, and she didn't get angry, but just smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, we'll talk about this later, now let me calculate it for this young man first." ”

Hongluan and Ye Yichen sighed, and then remembered the business here, the two glanced at each other and stopped thinking about it.

The fortune teller bit off her index finger and dripped blood all over the selected yarrow, and then used the blood-red yarrow as a pen to make a quick gesture in the air.

I saw that the yarrow soaked in blood, with the fortune teller's swaying, actually left clear red handwriting in the air, and if you look closely, it is a rune paper appearance, as if she is drawing a rune on an invisible paper.

"Void Drawing" Hongluan sighed in her heart, but she didn't shout it out for fear of disturbing her.

The fortune-telling woman dragon Fei Feng danced in the air to draw talismans, and after each drawing, the yarrow was reduced by one point, until it finally disappeared, and her hand stopped.

At this time, the fortune teller suddenly turned her finger into a sword, and whispered something, and the red void talisman suspended in mid-air suddenly glowed red, and then flew straight down and shot on the triangular yarrow on the table.

In an instant, the three hairs on the table actually emitted black smoke, and the yarrow around them seemed to be stimulated, scattering towards all angles of the room.

The fortune teller frowned, and the incantation in her mouth became louder and louder, and at this moment, the glowing object above her head lit up a little more, and it suddenly stretched out countless bright tentacles, forcibly grabbing the yarrow that was scurrying around the room back on the table.

When everything was calm, the fortune teller was already sweating profusely and looking extremely tired, and she sat down staggeringly, ignoring the shocked expressions of the two men, and held out her hand to show them to the table.

I saw the yarrow scattered on the table, and a big word "Tian" was placed on the table, Hongluan and Ye Wushuang glanced at each other, not understanding what the word "Tian" meant.

When they looked at the fortune teller again, they were even more confused, obviously they were telling a fortune for Ye Yichen, how could she react like this?