"This is your lifeline, long and straight, but here there is a crooked fork in the road, indicating that you will have a serious illness when you are sixty years old. At that time, you have to check your body frequently, as long as you pass this tribulation, the rest will be smooth and you will live a long life of more than 90 years. Shang Jinchang "touched" and talked at the same time.

When little Lori heard that she was going to die at the age of sixty, her mouth opened slightly, and her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, like a frightened fawn.

"Look at it again, your career and marriage are good, as long as you are willing to study hard, you will definitely get ahead in the future. It's just that the old man sees that you are simple-minded and very kind. Little sister, you should be more careful in the future, and be careful of being deceived. Shang Jinchang let go of Little Lori's hand and finally said.

"Grandpa, you are really a good person, give." Little Lori stood up and gave Shang Jinchang a red old man with emotion.

"Goodbye, old man!"

"Eh, goodbye, little girl."

Little Lori waved her hand and bounced out of here.

Seeing that the back of the little Lori was already far away, Gong Ziran stepped forward, grabbed Shang Jinchang's neck collar, and lifted the two-hundred-pound lump of meat stiffly: "You fuck, your conscience is very bad, even the little girl you lie, you are not afraid of death and hell?"

"I ......" Shang Jinchang was suddenly attacked, and he was blindsided for a while, and he didn't know how to explain it.

"Don't, don't, don't mind. First dissipate your anger and say slowly......" Kong Lingqi saw that this was the rhythm of a fight, so he hurriedly came over to persuade him.

At this time, several people saw that there was a bustle to see, and gathered around this side, including two peers.

"Master, you dissipate your anger first, and then talk about it when you have something to do, and then talk about it when you go back, okay." Shang Jinchang had already reacted, for fear that Gong Ziran would expose him in front of everyone. In that case, it will not be easy to do business in the future.

Gong Ziran was just about to teach the dead fat man another hard lesson, when his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a person running around the corner of the alley. This man was about fifty or sixty years old, dressed in a yellow robe, and his nose and mouth were covered with blood, and he ran directly to him.

Didn't this person just say that he had the half-grown old man of the Blood Light Disaster, what's the matter? Gong Ziran let go of the hand holding the collar of his neck, and turned to look at the half-grown old man who was running.

"Supreme Master, your old man is really like a god, and it is me who has a bloody disaster. I really shouldn't have offended you just now, you have a lot of old people, so don't bother with me. Eh! If I had known, I wouldn't have done it. The half-grown old man cried with a sad face, like a wife who had run away.

It turned out that just after Gong Ziran left, the half-old man changed his target according to the same routine, saying that the person had a bloody disaster. As a result, the man happened to drink too much, and struck the half-old man in the face with his fist, causing him to bleed from the mouth and nose, and then the man walked away.

From the mouth of the old man who came to greet him, the half-old man learned of Gong Ziran's identity, and immediately felt that he had offended the master, so he hurriedly ran over to ask for the guilt.

Gong Ziran snorted coldly and said, "I knew earlier, if there were so many living people who knew it early, there wouldn't be so many dead people."

The half-grown old man nodded yes when he heard this, and secretly kept this sentence in his heart, and slowly realized it when he went back.

This kind of injury of the half-grown old man, if you look closely, you can see that he was beaten, and it is not like this when he hit the wall. Gong Ziran doesn't have a good impression of this guy, this guy came out to cheat people and cheat money, and he doesn't have any real talent, otherwise he won't be beaten by a drunk.

"You, you can't set up a stall here in the future, otherwise I'm afraid it will cause the wrath of Daode Tianzun and send you to the first layer of hell, and suffer from iron tongs pulling out your tongue." Gong Ziran said coldly to the half-old man.

The half-grown old man was shocked when he heard this, and he was also in this business, and generally people like them who were swaggering and deceiving, and who were full of nonsense, admired and longed for those who had real talents and learning. They usually believe in the art of ghost calculations, but they don't.

"But there is no endless road, there is a glimmer of life in everything, if you still want to continue to do this, you can go home and cultivate for thirty or forty years." Gong Ziran thought about it and said again.

The half-old man set up a stall here, doing a lot of harm to others and not doing any good, and it was a good deed to scare him away. This old man is now in his fifties, and in another thirty or forty years, he will almost be dead. When you get to the underworld, set up a stall below, and let him trick the ghost.

"Thank you for the teachings of the Supreme Master, but I don't have exercises, no guidance, and I can't cultivate, and I hope the master can give me some advice." The half-grown old man bent down and pleaded.

"The Tao is ...... in your heart"

Gong Ziran turned his back after saying that, and in the eyes of outsiders, he really had the demeanor of a master.

"Dao, in your heart? Road...... Feel at ease............ "The half-grown old man muttered and slowly left the distance.

Gong Ziran thought that he could move on to the next topic and study Shang Jinchang's affairs. But he was wrong. As soon as the half-grown old man left, several more onlookers came out, all of whom came for him.

"Master Zhishan, you can show me too."

"Master of the Best, and me."

"Master, help me do the math, can my son be admitted to the undergraduate college entrance examination this year?"

……

Gong Ziran heard that his head was big, whether your son can be admitted to the undergraduate program, how would I know, then I have to wait for the results to come out and check the score line.

Thinking like this in his heart, Gong Ziran said: "Hexagram telling is the art of spying on the heavens, you can only use one hexagram a day, otherwise it will not only be ineffective, but it will also violate the way of heaven, let's come back tomorrow."

Gong Ziran is not nonsense, but has a certain basis. Although he doesn't know how to count, he still knows the inside story.

The so-called hexagram is indeed that only one hexagram can be counted a day, and some people calculate one after another, which is all false. In addition, the hexagram can only count what has happened in the past, and there are too many variables in the future, even if it is a Daluo immortal, it can't be counted.

And the most important point is that the things that the person who is the main hexagram can calculate are trivial and insignificant compared to the cultivation of the main hexagram. With Shang Jinchang's current cultivation, it is estimated that he can only calculate whose chicken was lost, and in which direction.

Some of the others are similar. There are too many variables in the future, the so-called time to be hit by a car, accurate to which wheel, that's all nonsense.

If it was really easy to calculate, then Gong Ziran would have come out to set up a stall a long time ago, why would he go to shave a big white for others.

Although he knows it, he can't say it directly on this occasion now, otherwise he will offend most of the people on the street.

After listening to Gong Ziran's explanation, the few people who asked for the fortune teller still refused to leave, and they all shouted for business cards.