Hearing the conversation between the two, the other four people also reacted to what was going on at this time, and they were all dumbfounded, this young man ...... He is actually doing such a thing, ordinary people dare not think of it!

"You...... Can the adults in the family rest assured? "Nine years of questioning, this is really beyond imagination.

Although Liu Wencai is small, his demeanor is quite decent, and he smiled and hugged his fists when he heard it, "This is the traditional custom of my family, you don't need to be surprised." ”

That's really ...... Strange family!

Since it is a custom in the family, everyone will no longer say anything, but only tell him to be careful along the way, especially beware of bad guys.

Liu Wencai thanked them one by one, turned to Ding Xiaocong and said: "Big brother, I see that your eyebrows are depressed, it seems that you have encountered a difficult matter, and I don't know when we can see each other again today, so my little brother will calculate a hexagram for you." ”

Ding Xiaocong was taken aback, and hurriedly stopped, he knew that this Liu Wencai's arithmetic was unique, although it was extremely accurate, but it was at the cost of vitality.

Liu Wencai smiled and waved his hand, and said, "It's okay, just calculate it casually, it won't take two hours, not counting this hexagram, the little brother is uneasy." ”

Only Ding Xiaocong knew what he meant by "not taking two hours", although he couldn't bear it, it can be seen that he was bent on going his own way, so he had to give up.

Everyone has seen fortune telling, especially several mages, who know the Tao very well. Generally speaking, the trick of fortune-telling is no longer counted, but "looking, hearing, asking, and cutting", to put it bluntly, it is to observe words and colors, and make judgments from subtleties. However, this young man has his own merits, and his methods are completely different from ordinary fortune tellers.

Under the gaze of everyone, Liu Wencai put down his backpack, took out a few items from it, and then sat down on the spot. Seeing his fortune-telling tools, several people looked at each other, and they were all stunned.

The things were: a candle, a small bowl, a bottle of mineral water, and a tortoise shell.

"Turtle Candle!" Hua Hongying gasped, "This is an ancient method, and it was lost after the Western Zhou Dynasty, how could it be!" ”

Since primitive times, the ancients began to use the method of turtle divination to infer numerological fortunes, strictly speaking, this also belongs to the branch of witchcraft. Later, witchcraft almost died out, and this method was lost, but I didn't expect a modern teenager to practice this method again.

"Young man, are you playing with this thing?" Hua Hongying asked, pointing to the turtle shell.

Ding Xiaocong hurriedly stopped him and made a look, he had seen Liu Wencai's physiognomy with his own eyes, and he had no doubt at all.

Sitting on the ground, Liu Wencai swept away his youth, with a solemn expression, as if a pious witch was asking for hexagrams. He first poured a bowl of water, then lit the candle and handed the end of the turtle board to Ding Xiaocong, so that he could hold it and slowly roast it on the candle fire.

The two of them each pinched one head and held the turtle board together.

Seeing Liu Wencai's solemn expression, Ding Xiaocong smiled bitterly in his heart, this young man is so simple that he can't even deceive people, so he rushed at him with this posture, and asked this hexagram, the loss of yang shou is definitely more than two hours.

It's just that there is no turning back from the bow, it has already begun, and the only way to do it is to continue.

"Focus all your mind on the turtle pattern, and don't have distractions." Liu Wencai whispered.

Ding Xiaoming explained what he meant, this should be a kind of soul traction technique, using people's souls to ask hexagrams, but the specific principle is not clear to others.

As he said, he closed his eyes and completely immersed his mind on the turtle board.

In the eyes of the witch, the lines on the turtle shell can be clearly seen, and the transmission of yin and yang caused by the temperature of the candle is obvious, winding and stretching, complex and difficult to solve.

The so-called Hetuluo book, in fact, are all myths and legends, the origin of gossip, is the turtle divination, the mystery of this, ordinary people are difficult to touch in their lives.

The lines were still extending, and gradually, Ding Xiaocong had a wonderful feeling, as if this seemingly disorderly crack could attract people's minds, and his soul actually showed signs of instability.

The tortoise shell was shining through the candlelight, getting bigger and bigger in the line of sight, and when Ding Xiaocong realized the abnormality, his eyes were almost on the tortoise board. The next moment, his eyes went black and he lost consciousness in an instant.

That is, in a very short time, the exclamations around him woke up Ding Xiaocong, he opened his eyes blankly, and found himself lying on his back in Hua Hongying's arms, and the three women squatted down and looked at him with nervous faces.

"I don't care." Ding Xiaocong hurriedly waved his hand, shocked in his heart, this seemingly ordinary piece of turtle shell could have such a big energy!

His soul had just left his body, exactly the same as when he saw the great god Wuxian underground!

The question is, one is an ancient god, the other is just a contemporary teenager, and he has no magic power, how did he do it?

Looking at the opposite side, Liu Wencai had already stopped roasting, and after carefully looking at the turtle board with a solemn face, he gently placed it on the small bowl, and the raised part of the turtle board was soaked in clear water.

There was an immediate change in the water, which ordinary people couldn't see, but Ding Xiaocong's witch eyes could see it clearly. A layer of yang energy floated on the surface of the water, showing a strange pattern, which was immediately neutralized by the yin energy in the water and disappeared.

"Big brother." Liu Wencai raised his head and looked at Ding Xiaocong, his face looking a little tired.

After thinking about it carefully, Liu Wencai said uncertainly: "I only saw water from your life, but I don't understand what it means. ”

Everyone was at a loss, but Liu Wencai couldn't understand it, how could they understand?

"Little brother, I'm really ashamed." Liu Wencai shook his head and smiled bitterly, his expression a little decadent.

It can be seen that Liu Wencai has tried his best, as for the result of the calculation is so vague, Ding Xiaocong thinks that it may be related to the purpose of his trip. What the group is looking for is the Wushan Goddess, and mortals are counted as ancient gods, and they may really be beyond the scope of their ability.

Standing up, Ding Xiaocong pulled Liu Wencai up, patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "It's not easy to get something, don't be too demanding." ”

"Hmm." Liu Wencai nodded, and then laughed again, "I'm afraid, big brother, you are not mortals, Wencai's skills are insufficient, and it is normal if you can't calculate it. ”

It turned out that Liu Wencai had always remembered Ding Xiaocong's funding and wanted to repay it.

Ding Xiaocong hugged Liu Wencai's shoulder affectionately, and said loudly: "Originally, fate has a certain number, whether it is the same or not, it is not very interesting, and you don't have to worry about it all the time in the future, that little funding is nothing at all." ”

While talking, a bus drove out of the station, and the driver poked his head out of the window and asked, "Madaoling, can you go?" ”