Old man, you also have to tell fortunes, come on, come ahead of me. The big man at the back of the line saw Zhou Fan coming to line up, and hurriedly gave up his position.

"Old man, come in front of the concubine. ”

"Come in front of me, how can you make the old man stand hard. ”

......

There is a saying: Poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people, and rich cities raise goodness.

Everyone expressed their willingness to let Zhou Fan cut in line.

"You are born wealthy, and you will continue to be rich and prosperous if you are dedicated to business, if it is a fair bet, it is also a pity to win more and lose less...... Ten gambles and nine frauds, there are thousands of gambling houses in this Qianxuan City, and there is not a single one who does not use some subordinate means. The blind arithmetic touched Qian Sanbao's hand and spoke of the Tao.

"No wonder I always lose, it turns out that those eight lambs are out of the old man, and I will ...... I'm going to have to give them an explanation. Qian Sanbao said as he spoke, remembering the background of those gambling houses, and his voice became quieter and quieter......

At this moment, Zhou Fan was forced to cut behind Qian Sanbao all the way.

The main reason is that most of the people said that they wanted Zhou Fan to cut in line, and if the remaining few people didn't let them, they would be worse in virtue than others.

This can be regarded as an invisible moral kidnapping.

Qian Sanbao muttered, suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhou Fan behind him, and consciously gave way to the position and said: "Old man, you also come to tell fortunes, I'm done with the calculation, please." ”

Hmm? What an old man.

The blind arithmetic looked puzzled, as long as he found his own fortune teller in this big dry country, he could calculate it the day before.

The next one should be a woman who asks when she will have a child, but how did she become an old man.

"Hehe, thank you very much. Zhou Fan smiled and nodded to Qian Sanbao, then looked at the blind arithmetic and said, "This old gentleman, can you give it to the old man...... Do the math below. ”

Is this really an old man?

Although he was puzzled in his heart, the blind arithmetic still nodded lightly and said: "Future, marriage, longevity, success or failure, I don't know what Mr. wants to count." ”

Zhou Fan thought for a while and said, "Let's live a few lives." ”

"Reach out. ”

Zhou Fan stretched out his hand as he said, and let the blind arithmetic touch the palm print.

"Sir is now just a hundred years old. The blind arithmetic said nonchalantly.

Zhou Fan shook his head when he heard this, "Wrong." ”

"If you say I'm wrong, you're wrong. The blind arithmetic chuckled, too lazy to argue with Zhou Fan.

This kind of person has met too much, obviously he is right, but he has to say that he is wrong, and he has been there.

"You still have ...... Huh!" The strength in the blind arithmetic's hand couldn't help but increase, and he frowned and said, "Are you a ghost? No, you should have died, how can you still live." ”

After touching it for a while, fine sweat appeared on the blind arithmetic's forehead, but he still couldn't calculate the limit of Zhou Fan's lifespan.

"It's not good, then it's not counted. Zhou Fan said in a low voice, after all, he should be regarded as a person with great powers, and he can't even perceive the limit of his lifespan, let alone an arithmetic.

Even if this arithmetic is much older than himself.

The blind arithmetic suddenly said a little anxiously: "No, give me some time, sir, please pull up your sleeves, and I'll touch the bones." ”

"Well, then you can try again. When Zhou Fan heard this, he pulled his sleeves up.

The blind arithmetic's expression froze slightly, and then he returned to his original state, grabbing Zhou Fan's shriveled arm with a straight face.

Silent recitation in my heart: Heaven Cutting Destruction Technique.

In Zhou Fan's eyes, he suddenly saw a Qi Luck Divine Sword condensed in the sky above the blind arithmetic, rushing into the vast human race's luck, as if looking for something.

Maybe it's something like friction and resistance between luck and luck, when the luck divine sword moves, it loses its own luck all the time, but this loss is insignificant compared to its own volume.

This kind of use of luck is the first time Zhou Fan has seen it. Just by looking at it, you can see that this move is to attack the luck of others with your own luck.

What happens when a person loses his luck, Zhou Fan doesn't know.

Perhaps, it will be like himself without the Book of Heaven, and he will be wiped out by the entire Heavenly Dao.

After half a cup of tea......

"What's the matter, old arithmetic, you've been calculating for so long, it's not that you can't calculate the life of this old man. ”

"What are you anxious about, maybe the old man has a long life, and the old arithmetic can't see the end of it. ”

"I can't see the head, how long I live, I can't live as long as the sky. ”

"Be quiet, maybe the old arithmetic can't bear to tell the old man the truth. ”

"Reasonable, reasonable, this kind of thing is really hard to say. ”

......

At this moment, the Divine Sword of Luck returned in vain. The blind arithmetic's expression changed, and the hand that grabbed Zhou Fan was like an iron hoop in an instant, and the thumb and middle finger of the other hand were connected, and he pinched a trick.

The sky-high blue pillar of fire instantly enveloped Zhou Fan.

"Dare to step into the capital of the Great Qianguo, the old demon will die!"

The blind arithmetic's magic control was really not weak, and there was not a trace of flame that affected the surrounding people.

It's just that the heat wave that broke out was too strong, and there was still a little leakage, blowing Dao Xuan and Qian Sanbao, who were close, to the ground.

"Immortals!"

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way of the gods and demons. ”

......

"One. ”

Dao Xuan got up, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a red light shot at the blind arithmetic.

"Hmm, junior of Xuanxin Mystic Sect, this person is a monster, you don't have to be deceived by him. The blind arithmetic recognized the mysteries of Dao Xuan's heart, thinking that Dao Xuan was deceived by Zhou Fan when he went out to practice.

But seeing the red light hitting the blind arithmetic, there was not even a trace of waves in the corners of his clothes.

"One"

"One"

Dao Xuan continued to attack tirelessly.

"I don't know what to do, I'll ask Qingyuan in a few days, how can the Xuanxin Mystic Sect have such a stupid talent as you. The blind arithmetic snorted coldly, feeling that the arm he was holding had not yet turned into ashes, and continued to input mana and increase the firepower.

After the tea time, the blind arithmetic was already sweating, and he released the Liuding True Fire for a long time, even as a monk in the merger period, he couldn't bear it.

The flames went out, and Zhou Fan's figure appeared.

I saw Zhou Fan unscathed, stroked his beard, and said: "This flame is similar to the principle of electric welding, with a large amount of oxygen." ”

Dao Xuan saw that the master was fine, so he stopped releasing the spell and stood there obediently.

"Oh my God, the gods didn't subdue this monster. ”

"Run. ”

"Youkai eat people, run. ”

......

The blind arithmetic staggered back a few steps, leaning against the wall, his left hand hidden in his sleeve and pinching the special trick, ready to give up his life.

"Old man, I'm not a demon down there. Zhou Fan arched his hand.

The blind arithmetic's magic stopped and looked at Zhou Fan intently.

After being burned by his own Liuding True Fire for so long, even a Mahayana monk couldn't bear it, but this person was unscathed.

Immediately uncertain, "You...... Could it be that he is an immortal who has not yet left. ”

Immortals, humans, and demons were three different races in the eyes of the creatures of the original Flood Realm.

Whether it is a human or a demon, as long as they ascend to become immortals, they no longer belong to the original race, but most of them will remember some of their former feelings and occasionally help their race.

Why, but not many people know, only know that after preaching from the Taoist ancestors, the creatures of the flood and wilderness think so.

Zhou Fan shook his head and said, "It's not an immortal, it's a human." ”

The blind arithmetic man couldn't believe it: "Then when you lifted your sleeves just now, I clearly sensed the resentment and demonic aura of the ghost.

And there is no such thing as you in the luck of the Great Qianren Race. ”

When Zhou Fan heard this, he smiled slightly, revealing the Yin Soul of Lu Tong in his sleeve, "I am not a big cadre, as for this resentment and demonic energy, it is produced by the Yin Soul of this child." ”

The blind arithmetic's nose twitched for a while, and he suddenly realized, pinched his fingers and counted, and immediately said with a slight emotion: "People are not as good as demons." ”

Zhou Fan said with a little curiosity: "Oh, the old gentleman knows what happened to this child. ”

The blind arithmetic nodded, and thought of the strength that Zhou Fan showed just now, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "The predecessors have great powers, don't call me blind anymore by calling me an old gentleman." ”

"The old gentleman is much older than me, and the word blind is really not appropriate, so it is better for us to call each other friends. Zhou Fan proposed.

The blind arithmetic thought for a while, and arched his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, and I also ask Daoist friends to follow me to the residence, and we will talk while walking." ”