Liyang Street is not far away. There was a bunch of people around the street.

"Good. Wonderful." Loud shouts came from there. A burst of higher than a while. Many people watched. The expression is focused and excited. Han Ling felt strange. What are these people looking at? And he rode on his donkey and went to them.

Yin Ruochen rode on a tall horse. The following is a full view of the qiē. However, Hanling's donkey is too short. Han Ling could only look through the cracks of the people.

I saw a man in the prime of life in front of me. Hands-on exercises. Take a deep breath. Dip his head into the hot pan of oil in front of him. After a while, he looked up. The face turned out to be intact. It's just that the face is still red. And there is no burn mark at all.

Onlookers at a glance. Amazed immortals. Some people shouted, "It must be the trick of vinegar water; There were a few brave people who took utensils to get water and smelled no peculiar smell. If you use your hands to light the oil and water, it will be hot. Immediately amazed. I believe that his magic is the result of divine skill.

Yin Ruochen was just confused. Charlatans only. He also meets this kind of person very often. It's just that I have doubts in my heart.

He didn't believe in the world. Let's take it for myself. That martial arts is a winter practice. Summer practice dogs. Day after day. Years. Slowly practiced. But these people in front of them don't know what tricks they are playing. Such hot boiling water can be scalding without hurting people. It's incredible. Yin Ruochen frowned slightly.

Han Ling took a look. Smile slightly. There's nothing strange about that. I also understand the mystery. Just shook his head at the moment.

This is called oil pan scalding. When she was a child, she traveled from south to north. See a lot. Naturally don't put these in your eyes. So he drove the donkey and went forward.

After Yin Ruochen saw Han Ling leave. Hurriedly followed. Seeing her ordinary expression. I couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Look at you like this. It doesn't seem surprising that any of this is true. Do you know this."" Absolutely." Han Ling said calmly: "There is nothing extraordinary about these little tricks. I've seen a lot earlier. You can't hide it from me."

"Oh." Yin Ruochen was surprised. Nodding. Puzzled, he asked, "Then tell me about it. Do they really have these skills?"

Han Ling listened. I know he's puzzled." Poof" laughed out loud. Said disapprerovingly: "Of course these tricks are to fool the common people. It couldn't be more fake."

"How can you see that?" Yin Ruochen listened. Interest has grown. In fact, he also wants to understand the mystery. I couldn't help but ask.

Han Ling smiled slightly. Silent.

At this time. There was another wave of admiration ahead. Many onlookers shouted." Taoist. Try this."

"Taoist priest. Try me this."

Han Ling looked up. I saw a man dressed as a taxi in front of me. Take the fake rings, fake earrings and the like from the audience. Such as (iron, zinc, copper products) in the hand. There are words for it. After the luck is done. Put it in a bowl of water on the table in front of you. The sword is pointed at the bowl and the fingers are pointed. Take it out and take a look.

But I saw that the false ring and the false earrings became as bright as real gold.

The onlookers shouted. Competing for fake rings and earrings on their bodies. Ask the Taoist priest to cast a spell. With the expectation of turning into real gold.

The onlookers were amazed at the depth of his spells.

Yin Ruochen touched the mask with his hand. I was stunned. Then he asked Han Ling, "This. Is it fake again?"

Han Ling smiled lightly. Said: "The law of the charlatan. How can it be believed?"

Yin Ruochen listened. The interest is even stronger. Said deliberately: "Ghost girl. Look at your face. It's like you know everything. In fact. You don't know anything. Fooling the king. Right?"

Han Ling held the flowers in his hand and sniffed them and said, "Some people want to say that the little woman is ugly. The little woman had no choice but to say nothing."

Yin Ruochen heard Han Ling's words. Dare to love that is deliberately taking revenge on herself for sarcastically mocking her words. Obviously making excuses to prevaricate. For a moment, I wasn't sure if she really understood or pretended. I don't want to beg her. Thinking of last night she set up a game of chess. After the game. He lost a few thousand taels of silver. At this point, I don't dare to draw conclusions lightly. Just thinking about trying her out. Let her speak up willingly.

Just thinking about it. But I saw a fortune teller coming to him. Han Ling saw him with a childish face. Red face. Fairy Wind Dao Bone. The eyes are refined and wise. I can't help but be secretly surprised.

"Guest officer. Fortune telling. I can't count the decay and don't take money." The fortune teller said with a smile towards Yin Ruochen and Han Ling.

Yin Ruochen listened. Laugh and laugh. Unimpressed. These fortune tellers. He didn't believe it from a young age. Just when they're all pinching around.

Unexpectedly, Han Ling stopped. He smiled at the fortune teller and said, "Sir. Dare to ask who is the master. If you can really calculate the fate of people."

The fortune teller smiled. Hand with beard. said: "The old decay travels all over the world. Never light yì fortune telling with people. Today I see two donors with strange bones. It's different from ordinary people. The physiognomy is quite unique. Therefore, it arouses the interest of decay. That's why I said I would tell your fortune with you. Do you know that this is your creation? Believe it or not is up to the benefactor to judge."

Han Ling listened. Smiled. He took out a penal from his bosom. He said to the fortune teller, "Sir. Today, the little woman will ask her husband to tell the fortune of the master and the little woman. Whether you count it or not. I'm just talking about the experience of the Taoist. It's just a reference."

After Han Ling finished speaking, he pointed his finger at Yin Ruochen. He handed over the money.

The fortune teller smiled and nodded. Took the money. Take a look at Yin Ruochen and Han Ling. Hand with beard. Spoken:

"The sheng flute plays the phoenix.

Drumming welcomes guests."

Han Ling listened. I don't quite understand. Then he asked confusedly, "Sir. What do you mean by that. The little woman didn't quite understand. I hope to give me some advice."

The fortune teller smiled. But it doesn't say it.

He looked Yin Ruochen up and down again. Said to Yin Ruochen:

"This lord. Heaven is open. The ground is wide and square. Refreshed. The eyes are blazing. This is the appearance of great wealth and wealth. And the fortune is strong. The future will be unspeakably rich. It's just that the seal hall is black. Soon woe will be. You need to be careful." After saying that, he shook his head and sighed. He muttered, "The vicissitudes of the world. Is it fate or robbery? I'm afraid I can't escape it. If the love is stronger than gold. With affection. How can the world be better than those who have a heart?"

Yin Ruochen laughed when she heard it. said: "You old way. It's going to be nonsense. If only you could know the future. Why don't you make yourself rich? Fortune telling on the streets. What is the explanation for this?"

Smile at the moment. It's not a serious thing at all.

The fortune teller saw Yin Ruochen say so. Without excuses. Just shook his head regretfully.

Han Ling listened attentively.

"This benefactor is beautiful. Gentle and lovely. Noble and elegant. It is the phoenix among men. But fate is bumpy. Life is full of grinding. The good news is that the future heirs will be born. The family can be happy. It has not failed to live up to the auspicious saying that "God has its own virtue for a good life."

After saying that, he smiled. Looking at Hanling. The complexion is strange and unpredictable.

"But that's nonsense again. She's clearly an ugly girl. The status is not noble. It's not as good as you say." Yin Ruochen listened to his nonsense. I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Busy said to the fortune teller.

The fortune teller laughed. Take a stroll.

Han Ling looked at his departing back. Thoughtfully.

"Ignorance. Full of nonsense. It's ridiculous. I can't take it seriously." Yin Ruochen frowned and shook his head. Said disappreciatively.

"Not necessarily." Han Ling sneered. A woman's opinion." Yin Ruochen saw Han Ling's convinced look. I couldn't help but say sarcastically.

But I was worried about last night's chess game and the Jianghu spells I just saw. Curious. I have doubts in my heart. Always trying to figure it out. But the ghost girl was silent. I just blindly believe the fortune teller's nonsense. Thinking about it in my heart. Think of a way to figure out the mystery.

"You know what." Han Ling said disdainfully to Yin Ruochen: "Fortune telling." If you believe, you will have, and if you don't believe, you will not". If it is an ordinary disciple. Of course the slave didn't believe it. But this fortune teller has experienced the vicissitudes of life. Experienced and knowledgeable. But the slave and the maid trusted his judgment."

Of course, Hanling knows that most fortune tellers are cheaters of money. But you have to divide people. Like this old gentleman. Hanling will choose to believe him. To put it bluntly, fortune-telling is to analyze the past with experience. A kind of psychological suggestion about the development of things in the future. Hanling believes in what the wise and wise say. Like this fortune teller. Intuitively. Han Ling believes that he is a very experienced person. I have experienced the ups and downs of life. People who have long been aware of the trivial matters of the world. Han Ling was willing to believe his words.

"You mean. His fortune-telling is just a judgment." Yin Ruochen had never heard this kind of opinion. At first glance. Also came to the interest. Busy asked.

"Of course. If not. The prince really thinks he can predict the prophet." Han Ling said with a smile. Even if the gods descend to earth. It is not possible to predict the future. Not to mention these ordinary people. Otherwise, where else will there be so much affliction in this world?"

Yin Ruochen listened. Suddenly. I can't help but agree with her insight.

Thought about it. Deliberately provoked: "You are so powerful. Then you might as well explain the spells you just saw. If it makes sense. The king really believed it."

Han Ling listened. Boy. Dare Qing deliberately wanted to provoke her to solve his doubts. Don't be fooled by this. Purse your lips and smile lightly at the moment. And did not answer.

Yin Ruochen saw Han Ling's demeanor and was light and light. Don't be tempted by yourself. I hated this ghost girl for a while. I didn't expect her to be quirky. Oil and salt do not enter. I don't want to be fooled by myself.

My heart was hung high by her. But there is nothing to be done. You can't put a knife on her neck.

"I have a little donkey. But he never rides. "Hanling deliberately dragged out the tone and sang proudly.

The donkey walked forward "with a good idea".

Although Yin Ruochen hated itchy. After all, you can't take her. I had to ride a handsome horse and walk beside her without hurrying.

One ride and one donkey. Walking on the streets of Liyang.

One wears a mask. An ugly face. The two of them walked down the bustling street. That's quite compelling. No less than those charlatans who play tricks.

It's really beautiful