Luo Ning heard from his father.

His name was obtained by a fortune teller.

Luo Wuwu's name was also obtained by a fortune teller.

But he had never met this person, because since he had targeted Luo Wuwu's illness, he had stopped believing in his fate.

Today in Ma Weiguan, there is a fortune teller.

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Luo Ning pondered for a moment, his eyes were not slanted, and his clothes were slightly straight.

He said respectfully, "Thank you, old gentleman, for the name." ”

The fortune teller looked at him and said softly, "I asked your father to send you to Jianyuan." ”

Luo Ning was stunned for a moment, and asked puzzled, "Why?"

The fortune teller looked up at the sky, "What the heavens say, I dare not disobey." ”

After hearing this, Luo Ning replied in contemplation, "I don't believe in heaven, I only believe in myself. ”

The fortune teller asked, "Don't believe in fate?"

Luo Ning thought for a moment and said, "For her illness." ”

The fortune teller shouted, "The Starfall Pavilion is no longer in this world, it was destroyed more than ten years ago. ”

Luo Ning was silent for a moment, and then asked seriously, "The old gentleman came here so far just to tell me this?"

The fortune teller said, "If you want to hear it, I can tell you more." ”

Luo Ning thought for a moment and asked, "About what?"

The old gentleman said, "About your life." ”

Luo Ning smiled, "I said I don't believe in fate. ”

The old gentleman also smiled, "So, let's go back to the previous question." ”

"Is it a hexagram?"

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There was a moment of silence on the long street.

When the rain stopped, Luo Ning's yellow horse became extremely frightened and uneasy because of the appearance of the February flower just now, and broke free of the reins and ran away.

Now the rain stopped, and it came back.

Luo Ning stroked its mane messy from the rain and was silent for a moment.

He picked up his own hatchet from the ground and tied the package to the saddle.

He asked Li Fengliang, "Can I get out of the customs now?"

The fortune teller was silent.

"Is that your answer?"

"Yes," said Ronin. ”

He looked back at the fortune teller, and suddenly looked back and said goodbye, when I have the life to return to the Central Plains, I will thank the old man in person.

The fortune teller's eyes were a little hollow, but he saw the determination in Luo Ning's eyes.

He asked, "Why?"

Luo Ning thought for a moment and said, "Because I promised someone to treat her." ”

The fortune teller said, "Starfall Pavilion is really gone. ”

Luo Ning got on his horse.

"I'll try. ”

Li Fengliang picked up his sword from the ground, looked at the fortune teller and said, "In any case, there are more old gentlemen to save you." ”

The fortune teller looked at Li Fengliang's hand and said, "You are very perceptive." ”

Li Fengliang said modestly, "My mother is smart and has good genetics. It's just that she really doesn't want me to get involved in the cultivation world. ”

The fortune teller said, "When you get home, don't mention me to her." ”

Li Fengliang didn't answer, just thanked him again.

The fortune teller let out a long breath.

Then he took a step and stepped into the rain, and his spotless cloth shoes were dirty.

He shouted loudly, "Fortune telling, don't ask for money......"

Listening to the movement outside, some people began to poke their heads out boldly, and a young young man cowered and walked out into the street.

Looking at the long street, there was nothing unusual except for the broken tiles.

He muttered and scolded, "It's still blowing such a big demon wind in autumn, and this house is gone, it's terrible." ”

Then he heard the fortune teller shouting, "Fortune telling......

He scolded in a low voice, "What years have you been, the war is in chaos, and there are still people who tell hexagrams, and it is difficult to protect themselves, do you still believe in hexagrams?"

A few old ladies next to them walked out tremblingly, looking like they couldn't open the pot at home.

A young woman next to her stopped her and said urgently, "Mother, we don't even have the money to buy rice, how can we still give money to this fortune teller?"

The old lady trembled, and said hurriedly, "Ping'er, don't dare to talk nonsense, let this gentleman show it, after reading it, the good fortune will come, you can also come and listen......"

The woman reluctantly let go of the old lady's hand.

"I don't listen to him, I might as well weave a few more pairs of straw sandals, and maybe I can buy them at a good price in the market. ”

The old lady persuaded her, "Ping'er, you have to believe in the destiny of heaven, and you have to listen to what Mr. says." ”

Na Ping'er was a little angry, and shook her hand, "You go and listen." ”

With that, she turned and went back into the house.

The young descendant also laughed secretly when he heard it, and said in his heart that this old lady couldn't afford to eat and had to settle a hexagram here, but she was really ignorant.

The fortune teller looked at the honest old lady in front of him and the few pennies in his hand and was silent for the first time.

He didn't blame the girl, he looked at the old lady and whispered.

"I can't count it, you can take it back and buy rice......

The old lady was anxious and returned to the house.

"You girl, you can't speak, you make Mr. Ren angry, and you don't go out to apologize. ”

"I'm not going, if he knows how to calculate, let him calculate when this battle will end, and when our hard days will come to an end? ”

The old lady was furious.

"The emperor is above, and you are disrespectful to the sky when you speak like this. ”

Ping'er also said urgently, "I believe that if it can make us rich and bring back my father who died in the war, I will believe it." ”

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There was a lot of noise in the room.

The fortune teller looked up at the banner in his hand and bowed his head in silence for a while.

Then he walked down another street.

"Fortune telling, no money......"

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A fortune teller came to Ma Wei Guanzhong.

There is a noodle shop closed on Chunfeng Street in the city.

I heard that he was killed by the general of the general army because of the waste of food, and many people just felt so happy when they heard the news.

At this time, the army was in chaos, and what they hated most was this kind of profiteer who made a fortune.

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Zhou Tu frowned and looked at the wound on Li Fengliang's arm, "Are you sure you killed him just because he wasted food?"

Li Fengliang frowned, "Yes." ”

Zhou Tu said, "But no matter how I look at it, it looks like you went to fight with someone else." ”

Li Fengliang was slightly angry, "Talk more, go feed the horses." ”

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He turned around and went back to his general's mansion, and led his horse to the horse circle.

Mrs. Li was drinking tea in the room.

I heard Li Fengliang's voice coming back.

"Have you helped him?"

Li Fengliang said, "It's over." ”

"Have you ever regretted it?"

Li Fengliang was puzzled.

Mrs. Li asked, "Do you think it's worth it for you to help him?"

"Mother said it was worth it, and I thought it was worth it. ”

"Are you good enough to help him?"

Old Madam Li looked at him with some suspicion and asked.

Li Fengliang thought about the fortune teller's instructions, then raised his head and looked at his mother and said, "Here comes a gentleman, he helped us." ”

"What sir?"

The old lady reached out and fanned away a fly that was about to land on the teacup, and her expression was as calm as tea.

Li Fengliang replied respectfully:

"He's a fortune teller. ”

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