Although An Qingge had seen the mortal world when he was in heaven, he knew a little what the mortal world was like now.

But at the moment she still felt very strange.

Woman in beautiful clothes, and things called cars everywhere.

The whole world is noisy.

An Qingge stood in the crowd, looking at the mortals hurrying in front of him, not knowing what to do for a while, and not knowing where to go.

She just walked aimlessly.

Naturally, she can't just ask on the street, do you want to be a fairy?

So I can only walk aimlessly.

But soon, An Qingge encountered a very serious problem.

- She's hungry.

It is true that immortals don't need to eat, but at this moment, she is a mortal who has been sealed by the magic of the nine spirits.

In the past few days, I have stayed in that Fu family, although Fu Yunchen is not very good, but at least I have no worries about food and clothing.

Looking at the things around her, she was really starving.

But An Qingge also knew that mortal things were to be bought with money.

She walked over to a chair and sat down.

I should have known that I should have asked Bai Wuchang for mortal money, and now I am really hungry.

She had walked all night to get here.

What about the land, he usually appears so diligently, why didn't he appear at this time.

I'm really hungry right now.

After sitting for a while, what else could An Qingge do, he could only continue walking.

After walking for a short time, I saw a man lying on the ground, holding a box and reaching for passers-by.

Beggar?

An Qingge frowned, although other immortal friends also asked for food when they went down to earth, and some of them became good stories, but An Qingge thought about it and gave up, all of them were male immortals, how could she be a female fairy like this, so she continued to leave.

But the more she went, the hungrier she became.

There is no endless road, and she finally sees hope.

Because she saw a fortune teller.

Mortals are the most fearful of their lives.

Deduce the number of lives, this is a necessary skill for immortals.

An Qingge didn't have the money to buy those guys, so she could only find a place to sell pens, according to the memory given to her by the land, this should be called a stationery store, and she asked for a piece of paper and wrote the word fortune telling.

found a place with a lot of people, An Qingge sat cross-legged directly.

Sure enough, someone noticed it soon, but An Qingge's face was not very good.

Because the passer-by said, "This little girl looks very good-looking, why is there something wrong with her brain." ”

"Little girl, it's cold on the ground, you better go home."

"Little girl, what is the contact information of the people in your family, Auntie, I know a good hospital."

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Why do these mortals say that, don't all that old man have stalls? Why can't she?

At this time, a slightly older man squatted down and smiled when he saw An Qingge's appearance: "Little girl, if you want to tell fortunes, then you will calculate it for me." ”

An Qingge looked at the man: "Yes, you are blessed if your heavenly court is full." Speaking of this, he pinched his fingers and counted: "You are fifty and two this year, your wife left three years ago, there is no blessing in blessing, but you should have lost a sum of money recently, but you have a big heart, and there is no disaster in your years later, and there is no so-called great blessing, this life is dull." ”。

With An Qingge's words, the man's face changed slightly: "How do you know." ”