The capital of the Han Empire.

It was a magnificent and prosperous city, with towering walls that made it possible for the people of the city to live and work in peace and contentment.

An endless stream of people coming in and out of the city, noisy and lively, and the atmosphere is suitable. The wide streets in the city are like a heavenly road, with no end in sight, the traffic is busy, the lights are bright, and the noisy atmosphere is no longer the name of the imperial city and the national capital.

Figures walked through the streets, talking and laughing, or brocade clothes and jade furs, or rags and linen clothes, even into curtains, and the river flowed endlessly.

In the bustling crowd, there were two figures that looked extremely ordinary, they walked down the street like most people, looking at all kinds of things and snacks on both sides of the street, one indifferent, the other curious.

Mo Sheng didn't know how they got here, only that this was the first time they had met other people since they left Wutong Village, and the first time they had entered the city.

This is the third year of trekking through mountains and rivers, over mountains and mountains.

When he learned that this was the imperial capital, he was very excited in his heart, although he had never been out of Wutong Village, but the imperial city of the Han Empire, he had not heard much from the gentleman of the school.

But no matter how Mr. Xuetang describes it, it is better to feel it once in person.

He looked around excitedly, looking at the crowd of people rubbing shoulders, smelling the aroma of various snacks on the street, and his heart was full of curiosity.

"Do you want to eat?" Lin Cheng said with a smile.

"Hmm." Mo Sheng nodded, a little embarrassed.

"There is silver in the baggage, what you want to eat and play, just buy it, I'll wait for you in the restaurant in front, but don't spend the money on accommodation, otherwise you will have to sleep in the open at night." Lin Cheng smiled.

"Don't worry, Master." Mo Sheng was suddenly elated, took the silver and ran to the street snacks, and after a while, his mouth was full of oil.

Seeing this, Lin Cheng also smiled.

Regardless of Mo Sheng, Lin Cheng came to the center of this bustling street after a while, where a gorgeous and magnificent restaurant was standing. The three-storey restaurant is huge and splendid, and even though you haven't stepped into it yet, you can feel the hustle and bustle inside.

"Fortune telling, fortune telling......"

Next to the restaurant, there was a blind old man sitting at a small black wooden table, holding a canvas, sometimes trying to drink.

On the canvas, it was written: Count the heavens, men, immortals, and gods on the top, and count the underworld below.

"It's not a small tone." Lin Cheng smiled slightly, but he was not in the mood to calculate.

Fortune telling, fortune telling, how can the word fate be so easy to decipher? Although he also had to admit that this old boy had some ability.

Stepping into the restaurant, smelling the aroma of wine, Lin Cheng came to the window position on the second floor, and sat down.

This location offers an unobstructed view of the street below, seeing its hustle and bustle to its fullest.

Ordered a pot of wine and a few side dishes to accompany the wine, Lin Cheng drank wine, ate side dishes, and sometimes glanced down the street, but he was leisurely.

From here, you can see that the blind old man is telling the fortune of a noble lady, the noble lady is disdainful and disgusted at first, but when the old man says a few words, the noble lady is shocked, not only changed her appearance, but also took out a silver ingot, and respectfully handed it to the old man. ://

On the street on the left, a few gentlemen were molesting the folk girls, and a chivalrous man came forward to teach them a lesson.

A group of officers and soldiers patrolled the street on the right, with strict discipline, and the crowd retreated wherever they passed.

……

As the sun sets, the day will pass today.

Mo Sheng had enough of playing outside, and he also walked towards the restaurant, but when he passed by the blind old fortune teller, he was stopped by the old fortune teller.

"Little brother stays, little brother stays......"

Mo Sheng didn't know why, but he still stopped and looked at the fortune teller suspiciously.

"What's the matter?"

"Hehe...... " The fortune teller smiled at his beard, pretending to be profound, and then looked at Mo Sheng, "Little old man, I see that the little brother's face is delicate and ruddy, the heavenly court is full, and the bones are noble, so he must have a great background." However, the posture is a little drowsy and unknown, and there are ink clusters surrounding the eyebrows, thinking that it is Huizhu dust, why not let the little old man count it and see the origin of the little brother's life experience? ”

"Oh? Can you figure out where I came from? ”

Mo Sheng was interested, although he knew his life experience, but listening to the fortune teller, he couldn't help but be a little interested.

"Naturally, little old man, I am counted as a celestial, human and immortal god, and a netherworld below. There's nothing that the little brother can't count. The old fortune teller grinned and shook the canvas sign beside him, very confident.

"However, I have no silver for you, and the rest of the money is for lodging." Mo Sheng said.

"Haha...... It's okay, I have my own rules, if your identity is really prominent and rich, I don't have to charge a penny. The old fortune teller laughed.

Obviously, Mo Sheng promised to count a hexagram.

"Okay, what you said, then give me a hexagram." Mo Sheng came to the dark wooden table.

There was a small stool in front of the table, and Mo Sheng didn't dislike it, so he sat down.

The fortune teller stroked his gray beard, condensed Mo Sheng, sometimes frowned, sometimes soothed, and after a long time, he said: "Little brother come and write a word, and the little old man will calculate it carefully for you."

Mo Sheng did not refuse, picked up the brush on the black wooden table, and wrote a word on the paper.

Bear.

The life of Mo Sheng, the life of life.

"Raw?" The old fortune teller looked at the words on the white paper on the black wooden table.

I saw him pinching his fingers and hands, frowning slightly, obviously pinching something.

Gradually, as time went by, the fortune teller's brows were squeezed into a Sichuan character. A quarter of an hour passed, and the fortune teller's forehead was even more sweat-stained. r>

It was the first time for people passing by to see the fortune teller so hard. The fortune teller is still somewhat famous in the imperial city, and many dignitaries will come when they have a request.

Even the palace had invited him, but the fortune teller didn't go anywhere, just stayed on this street, always the little black wooden table, and people were used to it.

But today, it was the first time they had seen the fortune teller so difficult, could it be that the identity of this little brother made him unable to count?

"The hidden dragon sinks into the sycamore tree, just waiting for him to return to the emperor one day. If you are dedicated to the dragon's life, it is the time to become a king and an emperor. ”

The old fortune teller solemnly confided in the results of his divination, and was suddenly shocked and his liver and gall were broken. The crowd of onlookers also froze, and they looked at Mo Sheng with horror in their eyes.

He will return to the emperor one day, become a king and become an emperor......

What kind of hexagram is this? Even the most ordinary person can see a little from these few words.

This is the order of the emperor and the elephant of the king!

Could it be that there is another change in the Han Empire?

No one doubted the fortune teller's words, and he never missed it.

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