The restaurant was full of people, and the wooden table by the window was full of cups and plates.

"Ouch~" The old beggar suddenly grinned, snot and tears were softening, pulling Lin Hao's sleeve, crying and grabbing the ground: "The old man is going to die, I don't live anymore, I ......"

"Yes, you're amazing, give it to you!" Lin Hao was helpless, so he hurriedly untied the wine gourd and handed it over. "It's bad luck for today, please don't pester me in the future, okay?"

"Wonderful, wonderful!" The old man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly snatched the wine gourd, pulled out the stopper and sniffed it gently, and instantly his face was full of intoxication, took a sip lightly, and shouted excitedly:

"Good smell, good wine! The aroma is long and strong, the entrance is soft and delicate, mellow and elegant, so spicy wine, really good wine! ”

After speaking, the old beggar clapped his hands and laughed, raised his head and poured a few sips of wine, and took a few sips of wine in his mouth, and his face was as red as a monkey's ass.

"The seniors drink slowly, and the kid says goodbye." Lin Hao hurriedly stepped forward.

"Hey~ This wine is spicy and spicy, and the aftertaste is endless, which is exactly what the old man wants. It's a pleasure, it's a pleasure! ”

The old man's eyes were shining, his white beard was curled, his shriveled hands were groping back and forth in his arms, and he snapped out a few copper coin-like things: "The old man can't take advantage of it in vain, his hands are itchy today, and he counts a hexagram for the little brother." ”

"Hurry up, kid has something urgent." Lin Hao shrugged indifferently, and thought: It doesn't matter if you are a fake god or a real god, it is better to get rid of you as soon as possible.

"A hexagram knows astronomy and geography, and calculates all the big and small things in the world."

The old beggar shook his head proudly, wiped his wine trough nose with his dirty sleeves, held a copper coin the size of nine coins in his palm, and his face suddenly corrected: "The old man counts his life, he knows the past, and he knows the fate of the martial arts, I don't know what the son wants to count?" ”

After a while, the more the old man talked, the more excited he became, his mouth kept boasting about himself, and his face was full of stinky fart.

"Bah, bragging, don't make drafts." Lin Hao rolled his eyes and waved his hand indifferently: "Whatever, huh...... Then help me figure out my future. ”

"Know astronomy, know geography, pass yin and yang, and peep at fate." The old beggar's goatee trembled, and his robe suddenly danced wildly.

A strong wind blew, and the curtain of the entire restaurant instantly rattled.

In the distance, between the pavilions and pavilions, a large area of mist gathers and flies, whistling and hovering in the sky like a cloud dragon, which looks beautiful and mysterious.

The curtains shook, and a faint white mist drifted in.

The water vapor rose and fell, and it came overwhelmingly in an instant, slowly wetting Lin Hao's hair and clothes.

"Phew!" The old man's tongue bloomed with lotus flowers, and the nine copper coins in his palm moved, and suddenly floated in the air, flying up and down.

One by one, the ancient copper coins were thrown and rotated, crossing a wonderful trajectory in the air, swaying as they moved, making people dazzled for a while.

When Lin Hao observed carefully, he seemed to be able to vaguely feel an inexplicable strange charm.

The diners at the next table were dumbfounded, and looked at them curiously from time to time.

"Yo, it's a bit of a doorway." Lin Hao touched his chin, but he didn't take it seriously.

After all, there are so many martial arts powerhouses in this world, and all kinds of secret techniques are endless. Basically, as long as a random martial artist who has practiced true qi pops up, these little tricks can be played with your fingers, and it is really not worth making a fuss.

When he was muttering, the copper coin on the opposite side rattled, and suddenly shook violently, and flew up and down.

"Ding, ding, ding!" A crisp and pleasant sound sounded, as if mixed with an indescribable special magic, which made people addicted to it.

"Ding ding—" There was a series of crisp sounds, and the copper coin suddenly fell and swirled on the table.

"Fortune and misfortune, hexagram and dry words." The old beggar's tongue bloomed with lotus flowers, his eyes instantly burst into a burst of brilliant light, and his hand slapped on the table: "Open!" ”

"What's going on?" Lin Hao was stunned, feeling like watching a monkey show.

As soon as the shriveled palm left the table, the nine spread copper coins instantly came into view.

Among the dishes on the table, several antique copper coins are mixed in, which is quite dazzling.

Looking closely, the copper coins are still vibrating slightly. The quaint metallic luster lit up, as if it wanted to suck away people's souls and six spirits, and it was extremely weird.

"Hiss~ this ......" The old beggar's pupils shrank sharply, looked down at the hexagram, pinched a copper coin with several petals with his hand, and his face became extremely solemn: "Childe's numerology... It's ......."

"What's wrong? You mean. Lin Hao scratched his head in confusion, thinking: This old god stick, when fooling people, one by one.

"I can't see through it, I really can't see through it."

The old man muttered to himself, touched his gray beard, suddenly picked up the chicken leg and nibbled a few bites, shook his head and said, "The fate of the son is like a smoke, which is incomprehensible. The old man has been counting his life, and it is the first time he has encountered such a hexagram, which is really strange. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, now we don't owe each other." Lin Hao waved his hand with a smile and bowed: "Seniors enjoy it slowly, and the kid will go." ”

Before the words fell, the thin young man did not wait for an answer, and directly dodged a few times, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Good wine!" The old beggar didn't care, just raised his head and poured a few sips of wine, looking at the young man's disappearing back, the indescribable light under his eyes kept flickering.

"Haha, drink, drink!"

"Brother Li, cheers!" Pushing the cups around, there was a burst of laughter and noise of eating and drinking.

Soon after, the wooden table was littered with cups and plates, and countless delicacies were swept away.

"Which dynasty is the Jade Emperor from? I haven't heard of it, is it an ancient powerhouse? Hiss, strange ......" The old beggar frowned, touched his stomach with his dirty hands, and muttered, "What a strange hexagram." Alas, the dragon and snake have landed, and it is another round of great contention. ”

"Calculate the time, and the secret realm will be revealed. Those people have been planning for many years, but they are afraid of ......" The old man's face was full of sorrow, so he had to reluctantly put away the copper coins.

"Life is illusory, why bother with it? Anyway, my generation should have had fun in time and live happily for a lifetime. Good wine, haha, when a big white ...... floats"

After thinking about it, the old beggar tapped his toes, and roared violently, his voice was passionate and high-pitched, and there was an indescribable hearty and free and easy. After putting all his thoughts aside, he picked up the wine gourd and poured a few sips of wine as he walked.

After a while, the old beggar paused, and suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly with self-deprecation: "It's ridiculous, it's a pity......"

As soon as he spoke, he suddenly unfolded his body, and in a few vertical leaps, he suddenly turned into a mass of afterimages and swept past the window.

The curtain is moving, and the surroundings are still lively.

The diners next to each other were drinking as usual, as if they were unaware of the old man's departure.

"The heart is outside the world, but the thief ......" The drinking maniac song became more and more high-pitched and uninhibited, and slowly seemed to want to break through the clouds.

On the streets, the curling singing is desolate and clumsy, fluttering and fluttering, gradually becoming inaudible.

As the chanting grew farther and farther away, a black shadow quickly crossed the street and galloped around the corner of the street.

The pedestrians next to them looked sideways, and from a distance, they saw that their momentum was indescribable, and they could vaguely distinguish their strong figures, and their footwork was elegant and free, as if they were among the gods.

……

"Tuk~"