"This is a fortune teller, so you are a fortune teller?" Luo Qin looked at the couplets and decorations at the door of the store with a pair of teardrop eyes, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his arm, and then raised his head and spoke.

Ye Fan glanced at Luo Qin, who was squatting at the door, and did not answer her question, because Ye Fan already knew what she was going to say next.

But Ye Qianlong is different, he has been merciful all his life, he looked at Luo Qin, who was crying sadly, took out a stack of white paper from the tissue on the table, and handed it to the girl who had been crying.

And replied, "Yes, girl." ”

"Thank you, Master, can you help me calculate, how much is my lifespan? When will it end? Luo Qin stretched out her arm, held a stack of tissues handed to her by Ye Qianlong, gently wiped the tears in her hand, and then wiped the blurred white mist in her eyes.

"Girl, you have two full days (48 hours) to go." Ye Qianlong glanced at Ye Fan beside him, and then told Luo Qin the number he had just said to himself.

When Luo Qin heard this number, the disappointment in her eyes that were originally crying became even more obvious, her eyes seemed to lose their luster in an instant, and she lowered her head and muttered:

"Two days? It seems that there is no fluke, the number in your mouth is almost the same as the hospital diagnosis, only yours is more accurate. Luo Qin said in frustration.

"It seems that I don't have much time to write down my life in a book, record the thoughts in my heart on the paper, and after a year, mail this notebook to him." Luo Qin continued.

"Two masters, Luo Qin hurried back to write the envelope, thank you uncle for the tissue, goodbye!" Luo Qin held the tissue in his hand, stood up in a hurry, thanked Ye Qianlong, and hurriedly ran to the ancient street.

It's just that the direction of her departure is the opposite of Xiang Wenhua's, and she is now going to the hospital for infusion.

"Stinky boy, you ......" Ye Qianlong looked at the Luo Qin girl who ran away, he felt very uncomfortable, he frowned and looked at a young figure, and then looked at Ye Fan, who was sitting on the side and was drinking tea, and tried to advise.

Ye Fan looked at Ye Qianlong's unbearable compassionate face, then looked at Luo Qin, who was anxiously going back to write the envelope, turned his head to Ye Qianlong and said, "This is her fate." ”

"But you can't help her, it's all a matter of effort for you!" Ye Qianlong lifted the glass teapot directly and drank the tea like a wine bottle, as if he felt that every sip of the wine was fishy and spicy, and he choked his nose.

Ye Fan looked at Ye Qianlong who was drinking like this, but he also smiled.

But the little blue bird in Ye Fan's palm, it understands very well that what is sprinkled on the ground is the aura of heaven and earth that is as thick as water, and this bottle of belly, if it is placed in ordinary small animals, immortal cultivators, it is a treasure more valuable than life.

The little blue bird's green eyes and a wasteful and shameful expression looked at Ye Qianlong, who was 'wealthy', and called out to Ye Fan urgently.

Ye Fan estimated that he touched the thumb-sized head of the Qingluan Bird, and comforted its beak that was trying to snatch it from Ye Qianlong.

"I help people as I please, on a whim; Moreover, even if she escapes this illness, she will encounter a fire soon after, and she will not be able to escape death after all! Ye Fan looked at Ye Qianlong, who was a little choked, and said indifferently.

Ye Qianlong put the glass teapot in his hand on the table and turned his head to look at Ye Fan.

"Stinky boy, you can ...... You don't want to help her reverse her yin and yang lifespan, but you can help her continue her life for some time, so that she can write her thoughts into books, can't you? Ye Qianlong said quite competently.

Ye Fan was silent for 3 seconds, he could indeed help her resolve all the disasters of birth, old age, sickness and death; If it had been placed a month ago, Ye Fan would have helped her through all the disasters without hesitation.

But now, Ye Fan just wants to go with the flow.

But Ye Qianlong's inquiry still has to be answered, otherwise it is estimated that he will be hungry again at night.

"Lao Ye, you also heard it, she wants to mail this notebook to Xiang Wenhua by courier one year after her death." Ye Fan looked at the ancient street and said as soon as it was restored to the bustling of people coming and going.

Ye Fan looked at the shouting stall vendors, full of flowers, no one in this world will not stand still, and the episode just now is just a drama arranged in the fate of the Heavenly Dao.

The people and things encountered in a person's life are all destined to be arranged in his life, just like the quarrel between Luo Qin and Xiang Wenhua on the ancient street just now, thousands of people have thousands of faces, thousands of people have thousands of opinions, but in the final analysis, it is just a short opera.

"Well, what's the problem?" Ye Qianlong turned his head and asked.

Ye Fan looked at Ye Qianlong, who was full of tea, reached out and pulled out a stack of paper drawers on the desktop and handed it to Ye Qianlong, motioning him to wipe off the scattered water droplets on his clothes.

"Yes, because even if Miss Roqin had time to write, he wouldn't have time to read it." Ye Fan continued to answer.

Ye Qianlong wiped the wet trouser legs on his pants, wiped the paper towels to absorb water, and then threw the discarded paper towels into the trash.

In the face of such a luxurious and wasteful Ye Qianlong, the little blue bird chirped again, fighting for the aura of these heavens and earths.

"What do you mean?" Ye Qianlong glanced at the chirping little blue bird, he didn't know why the little blue bird kept staring at him with white eyes, but Ye Qianlong didn't care about the little blue bird now, but continued to ask.

Ye Fan looked through it at a glance, looking at the direction where Xiang Wenhua left, at this moment he was in a corner, cursing Luo Qin for having no eyes, and at the same time sad and sad.

"He doesn't have long to live, he has 10 months to live." Ye Fan Gujing continued without waves.

"How is that possible! I see that young man is strong, ruddy, healthy, how come he only has 10 months to live? Ye Qianlong didn't believe it, he had just observed Xiang Wenhua carefully with his eyes, and found that he was in good health, and the whole person had enough energy, how could he have only a little time left to live.

Ye Fan withdrew his gaze from Xiang Wenhua and turned his head to look at the puzzled Ye Qianlong.

"He drinks heavily every day, and his liver has already had problems, and in the following time, he is bent on success, wanting to gain fame and make money, but unfortunately he fails everywhere, hits walls everywhere, and finally can only be depressed and lose his fighting spirit; Once again, he is paralyzed by alcoholism every day, and his fox friends and dog friends buy drunk together, and he will die of alcoholic liver after October!! Ye Fan said.

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Today's update is a bit late, and the second chapter is estimated to be 1 o'clock in the morning.

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