City B, a bustling metropolis with skyscrapers towering at night.

On the edge of the metropolis lies a nondescript satellite city, which has a much more human flavor than the steel forests of the metropolis, and despite the sweltering nights, the streets are crowded with pedestrians.

Like a normal person, Chu Feng, who was dressed in a Taoist robe, walked in the night, and it had been two hours since he came to the Heaven Covering World, and he was not in a hurry to find an apprentice as before, or rather, he didn't plan to find an apprentice again this time.

As in the beginning, everything comes by itself.

After walking for a while, I came to a park near a small square, not surprisingly, occupied by all kinds of lively scenes.

There are people dancing in the square, about 100 people, very spectacular, among them there are some young and beautiful, hotly dressed, they seem to be deliberate, in front of a group of aunts, twisting around, the onlookers are naturally smiling, keep taking pictures with mobile phones, but the aunts are full of unhappiness.

Further on, there was a car driven, a platform set up on the spot, singing on it, interacting with the onlookers from time to time, and with the blessing of the microphone, the host was extremely excited.

……

Near the pavilion on the west side, there were crowds, especially middle-aged people, who were unusually numerous, and the sound of babbling singing came from inside.

A young man who is not young, and a pair of middle-aged men and women are also watching, compared to the young people who pass by and leave in seconds, this young man who is not young seems to be very interested, and from time to time he discusses opera with a pair of middle-aged men and women next to him.

"Ye Fan, Emperor Ye Tiandi, I finally found you"

Chu Feng looked at Ye Fan from a distance, white half-cut sleeves, flip-flops, big brown pants, one hand in his pocket, and the other hand dangling, discussing opera with someone who should be his father, looking very serious.

After watching it for a while, Chu Feng scanned Ye Fan up and down with his divine sense, and found that Ye Fan was really extraordinary, and he was a person who could maintain world peace in the future, but unfortunately he was suppressed by a magical law power, which was so powerful that he, a Mahayana monk with half a true immortal, could not break it.

That's right, some time ago, Chu Feng had already completed the road of the Tribulation Period, and reached the tail stage of cultivation, the Mahayana Period, and the next step was to ascend and become the so-called True Immortal.

I just don't know what kind of cultivation is true immortal in this world, red dust immortal, or saint, or even lower, after all, this is a world that can not live forever and has extraordinary combat power.

Crossing the void and destroying the stars are commonplace.

After standing for a while, Chu Feng walked towards the roadside stall, where in addition to selling food, toys, clothes, and wine, there was a row of bottles and cans in front of him.

Seeing that there was still a vacant seat next to the middle-aged man selling bone-setting wine, Chu Feng walked towards the woods across the road, and came back after a while, bringing a mat and a yellowed gossip drawing.

When he came to the person who sold boneless wine, beside him, he laid it out, and Chu Feng sat down as if no one was around.

"Take a look, take a look, the ancestral medicine and wine bag works, save effort to go to the hospital, don't have to queue up to test urine, you use a bottle for three years, hey, hey, what are you doing, who let you sit next to me."

The middle-aged man who sold bone-setting wine stared at Chu Feng with an unhappy face.

Chu Feng turned his head and looked over, the middle-aged man who sold bone-setting wine, about forty years old, was wearing a black tunic-like suit on a hot day, holding bone-setting wine in one hand and pointing at himself with the other, looking very unhappy.

"You sell bone-beating wine, poor fortune-telling, and have nothing to do with each other."

Chu Feng said a few words without being salty.

When the middle-aged man who sold bone-setting wine heard this, he turned sideways and pulled it on the erected sign, and the original secret recipe for bone-setting wine became "measuring fortune, looking at palmistry, and looking at feng shui"

"Fortune, palmistry, feng shui, the old man is all fine."

Chu Feng was not lightly shocked by this middle-aged man who sold bone-setting wine, and this also had a part-time job.

At this moment, Ye Fan, who was wearing big pants, and his parents came over, Ye Fan walked to the stall selling boneless wine, looked at it for a while, and said with a smile: "Since you can measure your fortune, look at palmistry, and look at feng shui, you should know a lot about Zhou Yi and gossip." ”

Obviously, Ye Fan, who was more interested in ancient culture, especially things like Zhou Yi, was temporarily interested when he saw fortune tellers and looks.

Seeing that the business came to the door, the middle-aged man who sold wine was no longer entangled with Chu Feng, and said to Ye Fan with a smile: "Fortune, palmistry, feng shui, the old man is all fine, and Zhou Yi gossip, it's not a problem." As the first guest of the evening, I can give you a free viewing. ”

When Ye Fan heard that he didn't want money, he seemed to have forgotten about discussing Zhou Yi, and stretched out his white hand with great interest.

The middle-aged man who sold bone-setting wine stretched out two big hands to hold Ye Fan's hand, half-squinted his eyes, stroked them, and pondered for a while before sighing and saying, "Brother, look at your palmistry, in a few days, you will have a bloody disaster." ”

"Bloodlight disaster, huh"

Ye Fan just smiled, without the slightest hint of anger.

Ye Fan's mother, who was standing behind, was unhappy.

"Why do you talk like this, you don't look good at people, and you say something bloody and light."

The seller of wine swept Ye Fan's mother, took out a handful of something similar to coins from his pocket, threw it on the table, and said mysteriously: "Among this great evil, there is great luck, the so-called misfortune and blessing are relied on, and the blessing and misfortune are lurking, and the hexagram says, your son will go out of the far gate, located in the south, and you will suffer from separation." ”

Chu Feng's expression changed slightly, and he released his divine sense and carefully inspected the middle-aged man who was selling boneless wine for a while, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it turned out to be a monk, but unfortunately his cultivation was shallow and he couldn't get on the stage.

In the world of Xianxia, although the earth is in the era of the end of the law, it is not surprising that there are some monks in the corners.

This person can spy on where Ye Fan is going next, and he should have a certain degree of attainment in Zhou Yi gossip.

Interesting!

"You know I'm going to go far away, and you know it's in the south?"

Ye Fan had a ghostly expression, he had been away from the university campus for three years, and he was about to attend an important class reunion.

When I came back this time, my father had an illness, and he came back to see it temporarily, and he left tomorrow, but he didn't expect to encounter something that couldn't be explained clearly.

"I'll show you the palmistry again, well, the hands are a little dry, I have a alabaster here, twenty-one cans."

The middle-aged man who sold bone-setting liquor took out a small white bottle with the manufacturer's logo blurred.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth, who was still shocked just now, twitched, the style of painting changed too fast, how did this blink of an eye become a sales pitch.

"Xiao Fan, this person is a liar at first glance, he doesn't even have serious clothes, you see the little Taoist priest next to him, he is good-looking, and he is wearing a Taoist robe, and he looks professional."

Hearing the pain of separation, Ye Fan's mother had a worse impression of the middle-aged man who sold bone-setting wine, and instead pointed her finger at Chu Feng.

"He"

Ye Fan lost interest when he saw that Chu Feng was young and less than twenty years old.

Chu Feng was about to speak, when he felt a sharp gaze sweeping over, and he smiled secretly in his heart, this old boy, now he looks at himself even more unpleasantly.

"You will go far away, and you will be located due south."

Chu Feng said with a smile.

"What I said, you repeat it, you want to be shameless!"

The middle-aged man who sold bone-setting wine stood up and glared at Chu Feng.