Chapter 247: The Dead Man's Hexagram (Thank you Kylin, thank you little fairy, the alliance leader's reward!) )
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"Think about it, if you enter our Holy Sect, our Holy Sect's disciples are all over the world, and whatever you want to do, it's like arm strength!" The wicked boy said. ,、
"Well, it seems good, I'll think about it again when I go back, let's go!" Ye Fan stepped forward, raised his arms, shook his hand behind him, and signaled to go back.
The demon boy (Baguio) watched him go away, but he didn't look back once, and after his figure disappeared into the woods, suddenly, his heart was empty, as if he had lost something important, and the whole person suddenly lost his spirit, and slowly sat down.
His eyes wandered, and he inadvertently swept over the pile of flame ashes where Ye Fan barbecued rabbits last night, stunned in place.
She looked at the pile of ashes, and sat like this, and she didn't know how long it took, until she suddenly found that the original crisp birdsong in the woods behind her suddenly all fell silent, as if she felt some fierce smell, and she didn't dare to make a sound.
Then, she saw a dark shadow slowly move out from behind her, enveloping her.
Even though it was daytime, it seemed to be overcast for some reason.
The demonic boy (Baguio) Huo Ran turned his head, looked at the person behind him in a daze, and suddenly shouted sadly: "Dad! ......" threw himself into the man's arms.
The shadow seemed to be stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the demon boy (Baguio) to behave like this, but he was glad to see his daughter get out of trouble, but the joy could no longer be hidden......
"Dad, why are you here?" The wicked boy asked.
"Some time ago, I listened to the report of my subordinates, there was a huge movement in the 'Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Cave', and I was worried about whether you would run here to play willfully, so I came here to take a look, and I can still see my daughter, who is actually here!" The man said.
"Why, was anyone here just now?" The black shadow looked at the burning fire next to him, looked in the direction of his daughter's gaze, and said.
"Nope!"
"Let's go, go home!"
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In other words, Ye Fan returned to the Qingyun stronghold and was cared for by everyone, except for Qi Hao, of course.
The next day, Ye Fan and Zeng Shushu sat in front of Zhou Yixian's fortune-telling booth.
"Strange! Weird! How did you get the 109th lot out again? The old man in a white coat with a long beard was full of doubts, holding the No. 109 sign that had just fallen from the hexagram bamboo tube, and repeatedly checked the numbers on it, for fear that he would be dizzy and look at the wrong number, but after looking at it for a quarter of an hour, it was still written that it was the No. 109 sign, which made Zhou Zhou Xian puzzled.
If it was the first time it fell, it might have been a coincidence, but now it's the second time!
"Old man, you've been talking about it for a long time, why is it strange that Brother Ye Fan shook out the No. 109 lot?" Zeng Shushu, who was sitting on the side, snatched the small bamboo plaque with Hexagram No. 109 written on it from his hand, this small bamboo plaque doesn't seem to be any different, why is it weird?
"My feng shui technique, fortune telling. It is a practice passed down from the ancestors, using 108 bamboo flats to represent the 108 numerology of the Heavenly Dao! The bearded old man Zhou Xian explained.
Numerology is the destined texture, and the fortune teller can deduce the future trend of a person through the texture of the person.
"Old man, don't bully me for not knowing how to count, you said that there are only 108 bamboo sticks representing numerology, so what is the bamboo flat with 109 written in my hand?" Zeng Shushu's fat fingers were between the bamboo flats and dangled in front of Zhou Xian.
"This is exactly what I think is strange, No. 109 Zhubian is a blank lot, it represents a dead man's lot! Only the dead can shake out the lotus! Zhou Zhou Xian said to Zeng Shushu.
"Dead people?" Zeng Shushu hurriedly threw the bamboo skewer with No. 109 written on it on the table, and then rubbed his hands against each other, as if he was wiping off something unclean.
"Old man, what nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight! My brother Ye Fan is obviously sitting here, but you are implying that he is a dead man? Zeng Shushu has a round and fat face, and he looks like he is not a charlatan.
"I ...... This, this sign has been engaged in this industry since the ancestors began to work, and there has never been a bamboo tube! But it fell twice today, and I don't know what's going on! Zhou Zhou Xian said.
"It's so weird! Strange, that, little brother, are you dead? The bewildered Zhou Zhou Xian suddenly asked an almost idiotic question.
Ye Fan heard Zhou Zhou Xian's inquiry, and directly gave him a pair of white eyes, "Do you want me to beat you up and let you confirm whether it will hurt?" ”
"Uh, that...... Forget it! Zhou Zhou Xian suddenly covered his mouth, which was an early reaction when he was beaten before.
"It's so weird! A person's numerology is predestined, and when you hold my bamboo tube and shake it, your destined heavenly numerology is associated with these 108 bamboo sticks! But how can a living person shake out the No. 109 bamboo stick, a dead man's sign! Zhou Zhou Xian pointed to the bamboo tube on the table and said.
This bamboo tube is his ancestors have been used from generation to generation to conceive until the present magic weapon, every time the bamboo tube is contaminated with a customer's popular numerology, it will work for a point, to his current generation, it is absolutely not wrong.
Even though his fortune-telling skills were only a quarter of those of his ancestors, with this magical bamboo tube, he basically didn't miss anything.
Ye Fan ignored Zhou Xian's doubts, but glanced at the white flag beside him, and there were two sentences written on the white flag, one of which was: "Count the wealth, count the good luck and evil with a broad future; Count the marriage, determine the good marriage"
"Old man, don't deduce my purpose this time, I'll give you the money directly, you just tell me the whereabouts of something!" Ye Fan said to Zhou Xian.
The appearance of this No. 109 hexagram is the result of the old man in front of him who insisted on Ye Fan to shake.
According to his intentions, he wanted to tell some news about Ye Fan's life experience or experience hardships through the hexagram that Ye Fan shook out, and use the accuracy of these words to calm the customer and make the customer feel that his fortune-telling is really extraordinary.
So as to make the customer believe in his ability and take out a large amount of money from the customer.
It's just that Zhou Yixian didn't expect that Ye Fan, a customer, would shake out the No. 109 blank sign twice in a row, which represents the dead man's signature!
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