Chapter Ninety-Six? No, liars

When he arrived in Aocheng, Yan Tao planned to feel the customs here.

She simply put on a white sweatshirt and trousers and went out.

Located in the heart of the city, the Karton Hotel is full of high-rise buildings as far as the eye can see, and the pillars of light on the side of the street rotate to reflect a colorful light.

Yan Tao wandered aimlessly and casually, and accidentally turned into a small alley.

The buildings lining the alleys have been in the dark for some years, and many small stall owners are shouting for things and buying things, and there are bits and pieces.

Yan Tao found a stall with a lot of people, she thought it was food, and glanced at the wooden sign erected: Maoshan heirs, the iron mouth is straight off.

She paused and raised her brow with interest, this is ...... Peer?

However, she glanced at the middle-aged man sitting at the back of the stall.

Mustache, extremely thin, quite dark, small eyes dripping and turning, very delicate and yin.

She shook her head and turned to leave, and just took a step out, several shouts rang out behind her, "Little brother, little brother." ”

"Child, Master Song called you!"

An aunt stopped Yan Tao and motioned her to turn back, and Master Song touched his mustache with a deep face, and said to him, "I saw you shaking your head just now, but don't you believe that hexagram really counts the future?" ”

Yan Tao squinted her eyes, she happened to walk out of the position of the light, and everyone could only vaguely see the slender and upright figure, and heard the voice in the dim place, "Hexagram can determine good fortune and evil, I believe it." ”

Master Song stroked his beard with a smile, "There are not many young people who believe in this now, little brother believe me, and I will calculate a hexagram for you." ”

He planned to use Yan Tao to make a signboard, Yan Tao chuckled, and there was a three-point coldness in his laughter, "I believe in hexagram yin and yang, as for you?" Forget it. ”

A liar who sells dog meat on the head of a sheep actually deceived her.

Yan Tao laughed unconsciously.

Her words were very contemptuous, decisive and cold, and she didn't save any face for Master Song at all.

Master Song's eyes changed, and he returned to the unfathomable state he had just now, shaking his head and sighing, "Young man is too proud...... You're only afraid that you'll fall on your heels, or you'll be on your heels. ”

"The master means that something will happen to this child?"

Someone couldn't bear to ask, of course Master Song wouldn't answer, so he smiled and shook his head, pretending to be quite immortal.

"Child, Master Song is very accurate, and he never missed telling fortunes for us! Quickly make amends to the master, and let him help you see it. ”

"Yes, yes!"

"The master is right."

Yan Tao's peach blossom eyes have been dyed with coldness at this moment, and there is a thin cold smile on her face, she wants to plant her head?

Very good.

"You think about it, I'll give you a chance."

With a slightly cold voice, the young man walked out of the darkness, she was wearing a mask, only her forehead and eyes were exposed, but she was still full of luxury.

She walked over, and the crowd subconsciously retreated to give way, and her eyes moved with the young man with a dusty temperament.

Yan Tao sat down on the humble chair, and his peach blossom eyes fell on Master Song's face, "Come on, forget it." ”

Looking at each other, the young man's eyes were cold and indifferent, as if he could see through everything, which made Master Song's heart burst suddenly.

But soon, he collected his emotions.

He has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he is not easy to deal with a hairy boy?

Master Song continued to pretend, force, and stroke his beard, "What do you want to count?" ”