This person was the old man who forcibly touched the porcelain a few minutes before the fire in Jixiang Village.

That night, Zhiwei drove to find it, but was slipped away by the old thing.

Ye Nan kept it in mind, so when he heard the voice, he immediately recognized the person.

A bowl of wontons to measure the good luck? It's something that the old thing can do.

Ye Nan glanced back and chuckled, "Ten bowls of wontons, can you test my luck?" ”

As soon as the words came out, I heard a voice, "Good! ”

The answer was crisp and clear, as if it had been prepared for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the old man turn around, trotted over with a smile on his face, and sat directly down next to him, "I don't know what the little brother wants to measure?" ”

I really haven't figured out what to measure.

Ye Nan was stunned, he didn't rush to say anything, he first looked at the old man.

Ragged, thin but spirited physique, words and deeds have the temperament of a ruffian.

It's true that the people I met in Jixiang Village didn't run away!

At the same time, Liu Chengzu did not sit in vain.

A pair of cunning eyes had already said that Ye Nan had looked from head to toe several times.

Every time I read it again, my heart sank a little.

This person...... There are quirky ......

"Boss, let's have twenty bowls of wontons first."

Ye Nan turned around and asked the boss for twenty bowls of wontons, and then looked at Liu Chengzu again, curled the corners of his mouth, and asked, "Isn't it a good luck?" Why don't you start now? ”

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is no divination, only strength is king.

If you have strength, you can step into the divine realm and move towards infinite life, so no one believes in fate.

Naturally, he doesn't believe in any auspicious and evil theories, so saying this is just habitually choking people.

What really cared about him was what happened in Jixiang Village that night......

But in the next second, Liu Chengzu's words made him immediately change his face.

"Don't dislike to listen to what you say, you're already a dead man by looking at your face."

Liu Chengzu didn't say anything about good luck or bad luck, just looked at Ye Nan and shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "For a dead person, what's the point of measuring good luck?" ”

Dead person?

Bu Xue seems to have said something similar before.

Speaking of which, the owner of this body, the real Ye Nan is indeed dead, and the current Ye Nan is the immortal immortal Venerable of the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

The old man wasn't wrong......

But in the end, it was a trick, or did it really see something.

Ye Nan is not easy to say.

He just smiled and asked, "Is it such a hot dead man?" ”

"It's also ......"

Liu Chengzu changed his hippie smile as soon as he was suitable, his sunken eyes were a little more serious, and he knocked on the table and muttered, "There are a lot of people who can move when they die, but I haven't seen much if they can be hot." ”

"When people are old, they have seen everything they should see and what they shouldn't see."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Nan again, and shook his head suspiciously, "What the hell are you?" ”

This sentence successfully aroused Ye Nan's interest.

What is it?

This old man can really see the name.

"The day of the fire in Kichijo Village ......"

Ye Nan didn't continue to dwell on his identity, and asked straight to the point, "You knew the news in advance, right?" ”

Huh? Ji Ji Village!

Liu Chengzu, who was still wondering, frowned, and looked at Ye Nan suspiciously while thinking, and after a while, he suddenly realized, "Oh, the old man knows......"

Then, he angrily pointed at Ye Nan's nose and shouted, "You are the bastard boy who was going to crush the old man to death that night, but you are really not a thing." ”

After scolding, he didn't seem to feel relieved enough, so he turned to the wonton shop owner and shouted, "Boss, add ten bowls of wontons." ”

added ten bowls of wontons, and no matter what Ye Nan's reaction was, he chattered angrily again, "I was kind enough to keep you for a while that night, and I only asked for 20,000 yuan, why did you search so much?" ”

The more he talked, the more angry he felt, and twenty bowls of wontons couldn't calm the anger in his heart.

No, we have to have ten more bowls, "Boss, add ten more bowls of ravioli." ”

Two thousand yuan, ten more bowls don't seem to be enough, "Oh no, twenty ......"

"The food is someone else's, the life is your own, don't eat yourself well."

Ye Nan was speechless, rolled his eyes and reminded, "I said ten bowls of good luck, and I won't pay for one more bowl." ”

If you want to go down again, I'm afraid that the wonton stall will close early.

The old thing is quite temperamental......

Listening to Ye Nan's words, Liu Chengzu was stunned, touched his dry pocket, and finally waved his hand angrily, "Forget it, don't add it, just kidding." ”

In his heart, he scolded Ye Nan miserably.

Little Wang Eight Calves, the person who loses to drive a famous car? Eating two more bowls of wontons can make you poor to death.