In the afternoon, the scorching sun was scorching, and Nie Yan found a shady place to continue to tell the hexagram.

Suddenly, Nie Yan felt a killing aura from a distance, his eyes opened suddenly, and he looked in the direction of the aura he felt, and several heads slowly appeared in the distance.

Nie Yan was stunned for a moment, looked at the few people who were getting closer and closer, and knew that he had met the legendary chengguan, who was collecting booth fees one by one, and it seemed that he would soon receive Nie Yan's here.

"Huh~"

A young chengguan looked at Nie Yan who was sitting on the ground and was stunned for a moment, and then opened his mouth to a few people around him: "Hey, buddy, there is a fortune teller here." ”

For a while, four or five chengguan looked at Nie Yan one after another, and one of the older ones rolled his eyes and held a paid ticket. According to the side that came to Nie Yan, in the ticket. According to what is filled in on it, after the ticket will be placed. According to him, he said to Nie Yan: "Fortune teller, one hundred yuan." ”

One hundred! Good guy, others will collect ten or eight yuan at most, but this one fortune teller will collect so much? Clearly deliberate.

Nie Yan didn't know why, the big stall selling fruit around him just now only charged ten yuan, why did he charge himself a hundred for one acre and three points of land, obviously deliberately making trouble for himself, Nie Yan said puzzledly: "One hundred, why are there so many." ”

"Hi~" The young city manager behind him came out with a high voice and said: "It's good to allow you to engage in feudal superstition here, just love to swing and don't swing." ”

The loud voice of the young chengguan attracted a lot of pedestrians, and Huaxia people have a hobby to watch the excitement, so soon there were a lot of people around?

"That is, what age is it now, and you are still telling fortunes?"

"There are a lot of such liars now, so it's better to treat them as if you didn't see them."

"Such a liar should be punished, I heard that our grandmother in one unit found a fortune teller, but the fortune teller said that his grandson had a bad omen, and defrauded his family of 50,000 yuan, 50,000 yuan, that is the money that the old lady gave her grandson to go to college, a hateful liar."

For a while, he was gossiping, but most of them said that fortune telling was a liar or something like that, Nie Yan smiled slightly: "A few city managers said that my fortune telling is a lie?" ”

"Not a lie or what?" The young chengguan smiled coldly, this smile was to determine that Nie Yan was a liar.

The old city manager also smiled and said, "Do you want to say that you have real talent and real learning?" ”

Nie Yan stood up and looked at several city pipes: "Then why don't we try it?" ”

Everyone came to the spirit, this is the meaning of the competition, this crowd likes to see it the most, if this magic stick is not so bad, it will be ugly, and even pulled away by the city management, if he really has the ability, then he can ask him to calculate for himself.

"Competition?" The young city manager was stunned, then smiled with many brothers, and said, "Okay, if you win, I will worship you as a divine master, and if you lose, then don't blame us for taking you away." ”

The old city manager nodded, looked at Nie Yan and said, "You can do the math." ”

Nie Yan smiled slightly, looked at the young chengguan, pinched his fingers, and quickly calculated a lot of his **, Nie Yan smiled at the young city pipe: "If I tell your **, you won't blame me, right?" ”

Chengguan was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "The more **, the better, as long as you can figure it out, we won't blame you." ”

Nie Yan nodded and said: "Chen Shenzhong, 26 years old, his hometown H Nanlixi City, fled here in his early years because he beat people and disabled people in a fight, and then spent a lot of money to buy his current identity, I don't know if I'm right?" ”

As soon as Nie Yan's words fell, everyone's eyes fell on the young city manager, fugitives?

Although I don't know if this fortune teller is right, I know that it should be 89 and 10 when I look at his face, and the eyes that look at Nie Yan again, the magic stick, are different.

The face of the old chengguan beside the young chengguan also changed, he was the only one who knew Chen Shenzhong's identity, at this time he had to stand up, pull Chen Shenzhong away, and said to Nie Yan: "Okay, if you are right, then please count me." ”

As soon as the old city manager said this, the surroundings began to sigh, is this fortune teller really so godly? Many people are eager to try it to see if this fortune teller is accurate.

Nie Yan walked around the old chengguan, his fingers kept flicking, and then he spoke: "Liu Yangjun, 45 years old, a local, is clean and honest, but you have been suppressing one thing in your heart, Liu Yangjun, do you remember the matchbox you picked up in the class when you were in elementary school?" ”

The old city manager was stunned? Then his face changed, it was something that was suppressed in the deepest part of his heart, at that time there was a piece of five cents in this matchbox, he picked it up and left it for himself, and as a result, a student in the class was hungry for a day, although this is not a big deal, but his heart has been uncomfortable, and he has always felt guilty about this classmate, at this time his most secret **, this fortune teller is really so godly?

"How? The old man is not accurate. Nie Yan smiled slightly and looked at Liu Yangjun and said.

Liu Yangjun looked at Nie Yan in surprise, arched his body and said: "Mr. is a god, I dare to say that there is no second person in the world who knows about this matter, but you can say it in one word, it is really too accurate." ”

"Brother Liu, is it really that accurate?" The other chengguan beside Liu Yangjun was stunned and asked.

Liu Yangjun nodded and said, "Yes, it's too accurate, this gentleman is definitely a god." ”

The city manager was about twenty-seven or eighteen, and his eyes turned to Nie Yan and said, "Sir, please calculate it for me." ”

Nie Yan nodded, many people around him have already paid attention to themselves, as long as they are accurate, there are definitely a lot of people who come to tell their fortunes, so they said: "Lin Gang, twenty-nine years old, from Lucheng, let me tell you why you are still single." The reason why you haven't found a girlfriend is not because you don't want to, but because you have always had a woman in your heart, a woman you can't have, she is your cousin, I'm right. ”

Lin Gang's complexion changed greatly, accurate, it was too accurate, and it was so divine that he actually said his own psychology in one sentence.

Nie Yan continued: "However, the old man advises you, those thoughts of yours had better be suppressed in your heart, otherwise it will be a disaster for your cousin once you say it, and I will say it all." ”

After that, Nie Yan calculated a hexagram for the other two chengguans, and the effect was surprisingly good, several chengguan counted countless people who wanted Nie Yan to tell him fortunes, looking at so many people Nie Yan could only shake his head and said: "I'm sorry everyone, I can only divinate ten hexagrams a day, and now I have divined seven trigrams today, so there are only the last three places today, if you want to divinate then please take advantage of tomorrow as soon as possible." ”

Nie Yan said that a quota of 1,000 yuan, but 1,000 yuan is not the final price, Nie Yan will set the price according to the difficulty of the other party's hexagram.

The rest of the trigrams were quickly bought, and Nie Yan looked at the septuagenarian in front of him and said, "Uncle, what do you want to count..."

Soon, 12,000 yuan was in hand, and the three of them left satisfied, and Nie Yan got up and went home.

In the middle of the mountains of the province of S.C., there is a special mountain range, which is isolated from the rest of the world, and there is a small town in the middle of several large mountains, which is actually smaller than the average village, and at a glance there are only one hundred and eighty houses.

This is the foundation of Taoism, and it is also the foundation of Taoism, and it is called Taoism.

Halfway up the mountainside not far from the Daomen, there are stone houses made of stubborn stones, these stone houses are very large, there are hundreds of square meters, these stone houses are used by the Daomen to seal the monsters, the bigger the stone houses, the more powerful the monsters sealed.

At the top of the mountainside, there is a huge stone house, this stone house is thousands of square meters, on the wall outside the stone house, a strange rune is flickering, these runes are all connected together, forming a huge vein, suppressing the entire stone house.

In the stone house, a middle-aged man of about forty years old sat on the bed, dressed in white and his face was full of kindness.

Slowly, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, revealing his pale red eyes, the middle-aged man went down to the corner of the wall, looked at the charm on the wall and smiled cruelly, this smile revealed his essence, that smile was mixed with too much sin and blood, this smile seemed to be the space began to go crazy.

Raise your carrion-like arm and touch the spell on the wall.

"Squeak~"

The charm emitted a dazzling light, and then the arm began to burn violently, but the middle-aged man did not feel a trace of pain, and the flame of the arm slowly receded, and the arm was burned to the ground, but soon the arm returned to its original state.

"Tut-tut." The middle-aged man began to laugh and said sharply: "Daomen, do you think you can suppress me like this? Foolish dreams, look at it, soon I will see the light of day again, I want to let my army of demon corpses dominate the world, but the Dao Gate will no longer exist, I am looking forward to this day..."

In the study of the head of the Daomen, Daoshan, at this time, Daoshan is constantly wandering in the room, and the seal that imprisons Jirishige has begun to loosen, and it won't be long before he can escape from it, if he escapes, then no one in the world will be his opponent, and from then on, the world will become Shirishige's bag, and from then on, the whole world will become the world of demon corpses.

A thousand years ago, the entire Dao system spent two-thirds of its manpower and material resources to seal this great demon king Jirizhong, but after a thousand years, the bloodline of the Dao Gate is becoming thinner and thinner, and the Dao art has lost too much.

Jirishige has been sealed by the Daomen for thousands of years, and he must hate the Daomen, once he escapes, it will be a disaster for the Daomen.

"Hey!" In the room, Daoshan kept wandering, sighing but not calming his heart, walked to the window Daoshan looked up at the sky, and said, "Could it be that the heavenly medicine has killed my Daomen?" Do you want to kill me? ”

Michizen remembered that when Shiri reappeared a thousand years ago, it was a shock to the world, that great war lasted for several years, countless human casualties, and finally sacrificed the blood of countless human ancestors to suppress it, but now, is there really no way at all?

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