Liu Xin saw that Bu Qingyun was stunned there, his face was a little strange, and he thought that Bu Qingyun had never seen anything in the world, and was shocked by his words, so he hurriedly went over and took Bu Qingyun's hand and said: "Brother Bu, although I, Liu Xin, am a child of a rich family, I am not a gentleman, and I don't love money when I am young, you just treat me as a guest, you are the master, is this good?" ”

As soon as Bu Qingyun came back to his senses, he heard Liu Xin's inexplicable words, and he didn't know what to do, but he didn't want to entangle with him too much, so he had to nod his head to deal with it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Xin was pleasantly surprised when he saw that Bu Qingyun did not refuse, and then glanced around secretly, and after seeing no one, he pulled Bu Qingyun to the corner and asked softly: "Brother Bu, let me tell you, I am about to invent a baby that can fly." ”

When Bu Qingyun heard this, he thought: I was almost killed, but I didn't give up, what kind of strange ideas did this Liu Dagongzi's mind contain?

Liu Xin saw that Bu Qingyun was not as surprised or even frightened as others after hearing what he said, and he was overjoyed, thinking that he had finally found a soulmate.

So in the following day, Liu Xin forcibly pulled Bu Qingyun to tell all kinds of strange things, in a vain attempt to instill his idea of seeking immortals and asking questions to Bu Qingyun, and let Bu Qingyun go with him to make inventions, and said that if he learned a spell one day, he would definitely teach it to Bu Qingyun.

But Bu Qingyun didn't believe in this, after tossing for a day, his impression of Liu Xin became more and more bad, in his opinion, this is not doing business, fantasizing about learning immortal methods all day long, which is not realistic at all.

Even that night, Liu Xin specially came to Bu Qingyun's room and asked him if he had seen the storyteller during the day, and asked him if he admired the storyteller's extensive knowledge and a series of questions that made him crazy.

All this made Qingyun feel that it was the storyteller who hurt Liu Xin, so the next day, he wanted to go to the storyteller to theorize and ask him to stop talking about these demagogic things.

But halfway through, Bu Qingyun paused, and thought: Since this storyteller mentioned that someone witnessed with him, why don't I go and meet the fortune teller first?

So he changed direction and walked towards the eastern city of Weidu.

At the speed of his hurried journey, about half an hour later, he came to Dongcheng District, and after walking here for a long time, he saw a small house on the edge of a slightly lonely street, where dozens of people were lined up in a long line, and from time to time there was a somewhat hoarse shout from inside: Next...

Then the person at the front of the line walked in, and at the same time a man came out of the house, and he observed for a long time, and saw that some people had smiles on their faces, and some people had different expressions of loss.

Bu Qingyun also consciously stood behind the team, he wanted to see what these two people were doing when they sang and harmonized.

The fortune teller seemed to be skillful, and everyone went in and out in a short time, and in less than half a pillar of incense, it was his turn.

"Next!"

In response to the sound, Bu Qingyun walked in.

But in the center of the room, there is a small table, the table is empty, an old gentleman is sitting behind the table, is closing his eyes to recuperate, and not far from him, there is a bamboo pole, on the bamboo pole hangs a somewhat worn cloth, although the cloth is a little rolled up at the moment, but he can still vaguely see that there are six big characters written on it: the first god in the world!

"Old gentleman, it's polite to be born late!"

Although Bu Qingyun was unhappy in his heart, he did not have the slightest arrogance, and after making a salute, he sat opposite the old gentleman.

Hearing this, the old gentleman opened his eyes, looked at Bu Qingyun a few times, then frowned and shook his head, closed his eyes again, and said, "Next!" ”

Bu Qingyun was a little confused, so he didn't ask anything, he just called the next one, it was really a little strange, and said: "Why didn't the old gentleman count the late sheng as well, and he was in a hurry to leave the late student?" With so many people looking at the back, did the old gentleman want to self-destruct the signboard? ”

The old gentleman opened his eyes again, his face was expressionless, and even a little displeased, and said: "Childe doesn't believe in the fairy gods since he was a child, so whatever the old man says, the son must think that it is all a lie, even so, where does the old man start?" ”

Bu Qingyun was shocked in his heart, this old gentleman was also the first time he had seen him, how could the other party know that he didn't believe in immortals, and he could tell that he didn't believe it since he was a child, but this does not rule out that the other party had already inquired about his family background and so on, if so, it would not be surprising.

Immediately said: "Since the old gentleman can predict the prophet, let's talk about it first, if it is right, the later life will naturally believe it, and the reward will be doubled, if it is not right, the later life will also be paid, how about it?" ”

The old man said, "Okay, let the old man count first." ”

After saying that, the old man closed his eyes, stretched out his right hand, and kept clicking his thumb on the other four fingers, and muttered some words that seemed to be incantations, which were complicated and difficult to understand.

After a while, the old man frowned again, opened his eyes, and asked Bu Qingyun to stretch out his hand to show him palmistry.

Bu Qingyun did so, thinking: Let's see what the other party says!

At first glance, the old man shook his head and didn't say a word, so that everyone could see it in the clouds.

Bu Qingyun knew that the other party was selling Guanzi, but he had a gentle temperament since he was a child, and he still asked respectfully at the moment: "Why did the old gentleman shake his head?" ”

The old man said: "Please forgive the old man for not revealing the secret of heaven, this hexagram will not take a cent, and please leave the son." ”

As he spoke, he pushed Bu Qingyun out of the house.

Bu Qingyun thought to himself: Radical method? So will I.

So he simply followed the old man's wishes, and while walking out, he said: "It seems that the old gentleman's name is in vain, and he can't be anything at all, and he dares to claim to be the first in the world and talk about heaven in vain." ”

As soon as the old man heard this, his eyebrows and beard stood up, and he couldn't sit down anymore, so he stood up, pulled Bu Qingyun back into the house, and said: "Since the words of the son have come to this point, then the old man will risk the thunder and thunder in the sky, and tell one or two, so as not to let someone slander the name of the old god!" ”

The old man straightened his clothes, brushed his beard, and spoke eloquently.

"According to the child's face, the son is sixteen this year, this time he traveled thousands of miles to the capital only for the imperial examination, and the result of the imperial examination will eventually be as the son thinks, but there will be a little turmoil, after the twists and turns, it will really be high school, hand-picked by the royal pen, and honored to be the guard!

In the following ten years, the prince's career was smooth sailing, rising step by step, and at the end of the decade, the official became the prime minister, and the virtuous name was not only known to the whole country, but also admired by the princes and countries.

Because the prince is in the position of Zaifu, he is an honest official, and he must bow down to everything in his own affairs, and the momentum of defending the country is advancing by leaps and bounds, and he is threatening the princes! ”

At this point, the old man paused, closed the door of the room, and then continued.

"But according to the palmistry of the son, the son is the face of the earth's fate, this life is destined to be lonely, although the official is the prime minister, but there is no blessing to enjoy the joy of family, everything he has will be lost one by one after ten years.

Even the then strong and prosperous Patriotic Empire will be destroyed ten years later, and then all that Gongzi has will disappear with this disaster of destroying the country, and it will be irreparable.

But... Childe's palmistry shows that because of Childe's kindness and kindness, he has made good connections, and he has been an official for 20 years, with a clean breeze on his sleeves, and he puts the people first in everything, so the disaster of destroying the country is also the opportunity for Childe's immortal fate to open. ”

The old man's words were extremely fluent, and if they were spoken by other people, they would have thought that they had been prepared in advance, but when they were placed on this old man, there was an irresistible impulse.

Bu Qingyun's heart was also shocked, but he still didn't believe in the so-called immortal fate, and just said: "The old gentleman is not going to talk nonsense and spread the theory of destroying the country here, you know, this is a capital crime!" ”

The old man smiled faintly, walked to the corner, held the bamboo pole in his hand, then opened the door of the room, turned around and said: "The old man will be punished by heaven if he leaks the secret of heaven this time, and the old man will leave the country to find a way to resolve the curse, and before leaving, he will give the son a thing." ”

The old man stretched out his hand, took out a bag, handed it to Bu Qingyun, and said: "Twenty years later, although the son has a fairy fate, but when he really opens it, he must have reached the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, and in any case, the son will not be able to escape the fate of the earth's fate. ”

;