The witch woman's hand holding the staff moved slightly, and the next moment, Shi Mian found that the noisy sounds around her had disappeared, although they were still in the middle of the city, and they could still see the people around them, but it was quiet as if they were in another world. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Destiny cannot be declared."

The witch woman explained, and then asked Bu Meng to stretch out her hand.

Shi Mian unconsciously lowered her breathing and watched her movements dumbfounded.

She first recited a strange mantra, then pinched a trick and put it in the palm of Bumeng's hand, and began to calculate something constantly.

The number of Wu clan's Dayan is different from the method used by Taoist fortune-telling and criticism, and Shi Mian is confused, but he is still full of interest.

“…… Not good. ”

It took a long time for her to spit out these two words.

"Huh?" Shi Mian was frightened: "Not good? What's not a good way? ”

“……”

The woman of the Wu clan was dead for a moment before she said: "The six relatives are not dependent, they are born with a catastrophe, and they die early, but if they can pass, they will go all the way." ”

"What?"

Bu Meng next to him looked calm, as if he hadn't heard such a scary calculation, but Shi Mian made a fuss.

"What does this mean? How can it be possible to die young? Senior, you're not mistaken, right? ”

Her eyebrows were raised, and she couldn't believe it.

How could a person like Bumeng die early? If it is said that it is other reasons, what the hell is the reason for the catastrophe that the six relatives do not rely on?

“…… Excuse me, is there a solution? ”

Bu Meng was silent for a while, ignored Shi Mian, and asked lightly.

"I only push the proposition, not the solution." The witch woman bowed her head slightly, and only then did she strike the staff twice and take back the trick in her hand.

"Three hundred spirit stones, if you want to calculate the solution, find someone else to try."

Bu Meng was silent, took out a small bag and handed it to her, and waited for her to take the spirit stone before taking it back.

From beginning to end, it seemed that it was not her who was said to have died early, which naturally made Shi Mian wonder if it was his own problem.

"Does this little Taoist friend also want to be counted?" The woman turned her head to look at Shi Mian.

“……”

Shi Mian bit his lip: "Count!" ”

She wanted to see if this person was accurate.

The woman nodded, and also asked her to stretch out her hand, in the same way as Fang Cai, pinched the trick in her hand, and then began to calculate silently.

Shi Mian was a little restless in his heart, glancing at Bumeng next to him, and he didn't know what it was like.

Bumeng is not bad-hearted, she also has a good impression, although the two have been together for a short time, but when they heard something about their early death, she was really startled.

How is that possible?

She couldn't believe it, and subconsciously felt that this was nonsense, but in the end, she didn't dare to be sure, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

"I'm not in a hurry, you're in a hurry."

When Bu dreamed of her like this, he couldn't help but bend his eyes and smile.

Shi Mian's face was wrinkled, and he looked at her quite speechlessly.

This time it took much longer than just now, and Shi Mian waited for a long time, but he didn't see the woman stop calculating, and the doubts in her heart became even heavier.

"Forgive me for not being talented."

The woman of the Wu clan stopped for a long time, sighed, and said in frustration: "I can't calculate the fate of the little Taoist friend. ”

“……”

Shi Mian frowned and pursed his lips: "Can't figure it out?" ”

"Exactly." The witch woman nodded: "Little Daoyou, you are not in the destiny, but a person outside the destiny, I can't find your track." ”

“…… Nonsense. Shi Mian muttered in a low voice, but his eyes were a little evasive.

She seems to be ...... Is it true that the trajectory is off? From a potato to a human......

"A thousand spirit stones, don't blame the little Taoist."

“…… What the? Shi Mian jumped up from his chair: "Didn't you calculate it?" Do you want to collect spirit stones? ”

"Although I didn't calculate it, it still consumed my energy, and I and other people who cultivated the number of Great Yan are most afraid of touching the Heavenly Dao, like you Little Daoist, this calculation will cost me a lot, so not only do I have to collect spirit stones, but also be more expensive."

“……”

Shi Mian stood in front of the witch woman, sat down, and spread himself flat on the ground.

"Come on, if you don't have a spirit stone, you have to die!"

“……”

After a while, Shi Mian was so angry that his eyes were red, and he kept chattering about Bu Meng.

"Let's just say that the man is absolutely unreliable, right? Actually want a thousand spirit stones? Hehe! This kind of charlatan at first glance, Uncle Bu, don't take her words to heart, I said......"

Bu Meng heard that she was not finished, and couldn't help but say helplessly: "Haven't you already bargained and cut it into a hundred spirit stones?" ”

"But those 100 spirit stones are also my whole net worth!" Shi Mian cried and mourned, and touched his waist bag that had not been bulging for a long time and was deflated again.

"It's so dark!"

"Alright." Bu Meng shook his head amusedly: "I'll come back after doing a few sect tasks." ”

"Okay, right? We're almost done, it's time to go back. ”

"Okay." Shi Mian was still worried.

She really didn't have the heart to continue playing, so it was better to go back and rest.

The two shuttled back from the crowd, and it was very difficult to walk, but they were not allowed to fly in the market, so they had to drill like this.

Shi Mian stumbled and stumbled, and by chance, he was tripped by the spiritual pet of the monk next to him, and immediately fell to the other side with an unstable center of gravity.

"Ah, I'm sorry!"

Someone was hit by her, and it was not light, she quickly bowed her head and apologized.

The man was wearing a hat and couldn't see his face clearly, but he knew that he was much taller than Shi Mian.

He seemed to be a little worried, and wanted to help Shi Mian, but he was afraid of something, just stood there and didn't move, making her a human cushion, but he didn't touch to catch her.

Seeing that Shi Mian stood firm, he just nodded to her apology, then turned around and disappeared into the crowd again.

Shi Mian didn't pay so much attention, but he just said bad luck in his heart, and hurriedly caught up with the step dream in front.

By the time the two finally returned to their seats, they were already embarrassed.

Bu Meng is okay, he is somewhat concerned about the image, and he is not too messy, and Shi Mian, who is already a big person, really can't see it at this time.

However, before she could clean herself up again, the people who had been waiting for her couldn't wait to come to the door to provoke.

"Disciple of the Sixth Vein Cloud Corridor Peak of the Little Qing Spirit Sect, Yao Yuhua, please guard the first peak and Senior Sister Shimian to come to the stage to advise!"

Shi Mian tugged at his sleeves, and when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the martial arts stage where the voice came.

A young man who looked three points similar to Yao Yuxuan was standing there, staring straight at her, his eyes were very presumptuous.

It seems that the Yao family is here.

As soon as her mind turned, she had a plan.

"Uncle Shi, please help me invite Senior Sister Rong from the outer door to come and talk." She whispered to the next step.

Bu Meng snorted, didn't say anything, and took out the transmission note.

Shi Mian's eyes seemed to have seen the prey, and he stared back without showing weakness, but Yao Yuhua looked a little uncomfortable.

"Sleep when you keep a peak, and fight when you fight!"

It just so happened that she was not in a good mood, and someone rushed to tease her, how could she not be?