"Hey, are you alright? Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mo Yan was taken aback.

What's wrong with this magic stick?

You can see that your eyes are bleeding when you look at your face, do you want to learn from those old people on the earth to touch porcelain and slander people?!

"It's okay, it's okay." The old fortune teller wiped the blood from his eyes and reopened them.

At this time, Mo Yan noticed that a blood-colored light flashed in this person's eyes, and it flashed.

"Housheng, I can't understand your life......" The old fortune teller repeatedly touched Mo Yan's palm, frowned and said.

"Nonsense, you have to understand it." Mo Yan snickered in his heart, if this magic stick could show the robot, it would be a joke.

"But ......" The old fortune teller paused, then raised his eyelids and said: "I can't understand palmistry, but if it is through the soul, maybe I can see a trace of fate." ”

"Soul?" Mo Yan sneered: "What do you think of this thing as a soul?"

"Huh." The fortune teller didn't care, and said with a smile: "The old man's natal martial soul happens to be a pair of psychic eyes, which can calculate the trajectory of the future life grid through the traces of soul fluctuations. I've just opened my eyes and spied on it, but—"

When the old man said this, his voice paused for a moment, and then his eyes became more serious than ever, and the corners of his mouth still had a hint of a smile: "But I just felt the fluctuation of your soul, but I found that it was a little different from your body, just like ...... It's like being possessed! ”

"Hahaha!" Mo Yan opened his mouth and laughed: "Old man, you can't figure it out, but you use this kind of words to perfunctory people, who are you bluffing." ”

"No, no, no." The fortune teller shook his head and said, "Even if I spy on the heavens through my soul, I can't figure out your life." Old man, I have been a fortune teller for decades, and I have never been unable to calculate it. I won't smash my own signboard at will, if your body is not you now, but just possessed by someone, then you won't blame me if you can't count it. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he gently stroked his beard and looked at Mo Yan with a smile.

"Neuropathy." Mo Yan glanced at him and said, "I don't know what you're talking about at all." ”

After he finished speaking, he opened the folding fan with a snap, turned around and left.

"Hey, Housheng!" The old fortune teller stopped him.

Mo Yan stopped and looked at him strangely.

"You haven't paid yet." The old man rubbed his fingers and smiled sheepishly.

Mo Yan touched the storage bag at the moment, threw out a gold dollar from it, and then turned around and left.

"Hey, hey." The fortune teller old man was behind, weighed Jin Yuan and then took it into his arms, his eyes flickered as he looked at Mo Yan who blended into the crowd.

"We'll meet again, Housheng."

……

Mo Yan didn't know how long he had walked before he stopped under a big shame tree.

He looked behind him to make sure that no one was following him, and then he dared to let go of his face, and his face was a little gloomy.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of the Holy City, where the Holy Soul Hall is located, the hidden dragon and the Crouching Tiger." Mo Yan put away the folding fan and rolled his eyes.

Just now, the old man could actually see that this body was not his own body, and he thought that it should indeed be the legendary master. But fortunately, this person was limited to this, and did not find anything further.

"The Way of Destiny?" Mo Yan pondered. He had never believed in fate before, but now that he encountered more and more things, his belief in his heart had begun to waver a little.

Especially the old man he met today, which gave Mo Yan an unfathomable feeling.

When Mo Yan was still immersed in the doctrine of fate, in the Holy City, in another corner, Luo Luo was experiencing another experience.

"Good...... It's so high. Luo Luo stood outside a brightly lit restaurant, and exclaimed with his mouth wide open.

The restaurant is embedded in the mountain wall, only part of it is exposed, and most of it is in the belly of the mountain. Outside the restaurant, there are lights, and people in all kinds of luxurious clothes come and go.

"Lord Luoluo, this should be the largest restaurant in the Holy City." One of the Devourers held a simple map and looked at the plaque hanging in front of the restaurant.

The plaque is impressively engraved with four vigorous characters - Cangshan Restaurant.

The restaurant is more than a dozen floors high and covers a wide area, but this is not the point, the point is that this restaurant is famous and unparalleled in the world.

There has been a widespread saying on the mainland: Cangshan Restaurant talks about life and death, and there is chaos outside the Hundred Birds Palace.

This sentence corresponds to two allusions, the first half is that thousands of years ago, two extremely powerful genius soul masters used to sit in the Cangshan Restaurant and discuss life and death. At that time, all kinds of visions rose in the sky without warning, like a dragon swallowing the sun, and like a fire phoenix burning the plain.

The two faced off for ten days and ten nights, and no one made a move, only duel with Dao Heart and Mental Power, and became a legend of the entire continent at that time. And these two people, a few years later, have also become superstars who shine throughout history, leading a generation of coquettishness.

There are many similar things, and these celebrity allusions have jointly created the legend of Cangshan Restaurant!

"Let's go, go in and eat." Luo Luo swallowed his saliva, put the matter of looking for Beibei behind, and waved his hand at the moment.

This holy city is so huge, it is as difficult to find a person as it is to find a needle in a haystack.

A few people entered the restaurant, and a man dressed as a small servant greeted him with a smile.

"How many, do you have a favorite box?" The little guy said to one of the Devourers.

The devourer looked at Lolo. Luo Luo was looking around curiously, and waved his hand very domineeringly: "I want the most expensive." ”

"Okay." The little guy smiled highly, and his eyes flashed with a hint of brightness. He knew that he had come to the distinguished guest today, and then made a guiding gesture and said, "Several, please here!" ”

A few people followed the servant up the stairs, twisting and turning, and finally stopped in front of a richly decorated door. Above the door is engraved a few words: Chunlan Room.

A few people knocked on the door and found that the room was gorgeously decorated, with several landscape ink paintings hanging on the wall, and the seals were all made by famous artists. A parrot was hanging from the dining table, and when it saw someone coming in, it jumped up and down and shouted cheerfully, "Welcome, welcome...... Welcome, welcome, welcome. ”

But that's all it seems to say.

"It is worthy of being the best restaurant in the Holy City, and it is very decently decorated." Luo Luo said appreciatively.

"Let's be here for the first time." The little guy smiled and said: "My Cangshan Restaurant is almost as old as the Holy City, and when the first hall masters did not establish the Holy Soul Palace, our restaurant was already standing here. For thousands of years, no matter how much wind and rain, it has stood still. ”

Speaking of this, the little guy was slightly proud, and a proud look appeared on his face.

A few more people chatted a few more words, and then ordered a few dishes. Robots don't have to eat, so these are all ordered by Luo Luo, this loser girl ordered dozens of dishes in one go, and they were all expensive. It is estimated that one dish is enough for an ordinary person for a year.

If Mo Yan was here, he would definitely shake his head and sigh, it was really Zhumen's wine and meat that stinked, and there were frozen bones on the road. The refugees below the mountain are starving to death, and the rich here are rampant with corruption. Sure enough, no matter what civilization, as long as there are classes, there must be contradictions.