Coming out of the welfare home, the Chu University reporter withdrew first, and Ye Hongli pushed Ma Yifan to walk on the street.

Today's weather is exceptionally good, sunny and cloudless.

Neither of them spoke, and no one offered to take a taxi back, and everyone enjoyed this rare afternoon very well.

Passing by an intersection of Xizi Street, a figure suddenly rushed out of the oblique stab, startling the two of them.

"Boss, seeing that you are radiant and energetic, there must be a happy event coming to the door, it is better to let the old man count a hexagram for you, and be happy and happy!"

Rushing out was an old man, dressed in a shabby cyan military coat, with an old face full of hills and ravines. When I talk to someone, my eyes are narrowed into a slit, as if they are not open.

The old man was holding a blue book in his hand, on which were written four big characters "Taiyi Baojian"!

This person is not interested, but this book is a little interesting. "Taiyi Baojian" is also one of the picture books, but it is a little more advanced than Zhou Yi, and he can take this thing out to show people fortune telling, and this old man is also a little more advanced than the average fortune teller.

"We don't count our lives, go away!" Ye Hongli scolded, and he was about to push Ma Yifan to bypass the old man who was in the way.

"Slow, I'm not in a hurry to go back anyway, just let him do the math!" Ma Yifan stopped Ye Hongli, looked at the fortune teller seriously, and then asked with a smile, "Old man, how much money do you have for fortune telling?"

The fortune teller smiled and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth: "I just calculate, if you listen to the reason, you will give money, and I will charge as much as you give!

"Yo, the old gentleman's tone is not small!Then you can calculate my relationship with this young lady for me!" Ma Yifan pointed to Ye Hongli and said.

Ye Hongli's face flushed, and he glared at Ma Yifan, but he couldn't help but prick up his ears, wanting to hear what the fortune teller had to say.

The fortune teller looked at Ye Hongli, then at Ma Yifan, smashed it, smashed it, and after pretending to be a bit, he rushed out a sentence that shocked Ma Yifan: "It's okay with the two of you!"

Ma Yifan just wanted to get angry, but the fortune teller said again: "But there will be a relationship in the future, and it is a very close relationship!"

Ma Yifan turned his anger into joy, smiled, and asked obscenely: "How close? How close?"

The fortune teller also showed a lewd smile: "It's only a matter of understanding the unspeakable! Boss, you know!"

Ye Hongli was trembling by the anger of the two people who sang and harmonized, and scolded the fortune teller: "It's nonsense, bad morals, be careful that I catch you into the game!"

The fortune teller was not afraid at all, he didn't seem to have any intention of calculating this marriage, he looked at Ma Yifan and said: "The old man sees that you are full of spiritual roots and strong luck! I think you must have experienced things that others have not experienced, seen things that others have not seen, and have been to places that others have not been!"

Hearing the fortune teller's words, Ma Yifan's smile slowly froze, he looked at the inconspicuous fortune teller again, the smile on the other party's face was mysterious, and his eyes seemed to be a little bigger than just now, but you still couldn't touch his gaze, and he didn't know what kind of expression was hidden in his eyes.

Ma Yifan has an unknown system, which is something that others have never experienced! The surreal function of the system is something that others have never seen!

As for the place that no one else had ever been, Ma Yifan thought of the piece of void white and the slowly rotating citrine when he was in a coma that day!

Can't see the mystery from the old man's face, Ma Yifan smiled, pretended not to care and asked: "Old man, what you said is a bit of a panacea, what you said is too vague, can you make it clearer?"

The old fortune teller licked his lips: "Boss, if you can ask this, it means that you understand what I said! I can't say it clearly, it will reveal the secret of heaven!"

At this end, the four words of Tianji were leaked, so that the fortune-telling old man had a little bit of the charm of an old god, and let go of Ma Yifan's heart that had just been hung up a little.

He still wanted to ask again, but Ye Hongli behind him was already impatient, and snorted disdainfully: "Pretend to be a ghost!" Ma Yifan, if you don't go, if you don't go, I'll go!"

"Let's go, let's go, I'll leave right away!" Ma Yifan hurriedly said, turned to look at the fortune teller, took out ten yuan from his pocket and threw it to the other party: "The arithmetic of the golden oil doesn't count, giving you ten yuan is a hard work!"

The fortune teller accepted the money very happily, and said with a smile: "Thank you boss for the reward!"

Ma Yifan: "Can the old gentleman give him a name, whether he will tell fortunes for people in this area! The next time I have a chance, I want to come again to ask for advice!"

The old man laughed: "Forget about the name, everyone calls me Zhao Blind! The old man has no fixed place, he is here today, and he may not know where he will be tomorrow! But the old man has a strong intuition, we will see you again!"

"Okay, then I'm looking forward to meeting the old gentleman next time!"

Ye Hongli, who had been waiting a little impatiently, heard the two say goodbye, and hurriedly pushed Ma Yifan to leave quickly.

After walking far away, Ma Yifan turned around, but saw that the fortune-telling old man was still standing in place and looking at him.

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Blind Zhao watched the backs of Ye Hongli and Ma Yifan disappear at the end of the road, and as the two walked farther and farther, his eyes opened wider and wider. It turned out that his eyes were not unable to open, but he just didn't want to open. And he has a good eye, and there is no old age corresponding to his age at all.

After standing silently for a long time, Zhao Blind turned around and left. The moment he turned around, his eyes narrowed back to the previous slit.

From Xizi Street to the south, Zhao Blind walked completely to the small poplar forest where he lived. The two places are separated by more than 20 kilometers, but Zhao Blind only walked for 20 minutes. He walked through the streets and alleys on all the paths, but whenever there was no one around, he would take the wind under his feet, and walk three or two steps away from others, and walk faster than the average young man.

Back in Xiaoyanglin, he bought a bottle of cheap Sujiang Daqu with ten yuan given by Ma Yifan in the small shop at the intersection, and Zhao Blind returned to his kennel.

This is a dilapidated low house in Xiaoyang Linba Lane, push the door in, and the first thing that hits your face is a very bad musty smell.

The room was poorly furnished and in a terrible environment, except for an old fridge without any extra appliances.

Zhao Blind was in a good mood, humming a little song into the house, putting the wine on the table, and then turning out a bag of peanuts and half a bag of noodles from the old refrigerator that was not plugged in.

Make good noodles and fry peanuts, it's getting late.

Zhao Blind set up a small table at the door, and placed wine and peanuts with wine, plus a large bowl of clear water sprinkled with green onions.

took a sip of the spicy and pungent Sujiang Daqu, picked up two peanuts and threw them into his mouth, and took another bite of noodles, Zhao Blind looked at a yellowed portrait of a Taoist priest on the wall and said to himself: "After looking for forty years, forty years, I finally met a person from the ancient eight families, and I have no regrets in this life!"

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