"Master, are you really alright?"

The young man looked at Sanzang vigilantly after he stayed away from Sanzang and spoke.

"I'm fine!"

Sanzang gritted his teeth.

At this moment, Sanzang had an urge to eat the system.

Forcibly straightening his mind, Sanzang smiled again and asked the young man:

"I don't know what you want the poor monk to do for you?"

When the young man saw that Sanzang had regained his expression, he took out a beautiful sachet from his body and handed it to Sanzang and said:

"I want the master to help me calculate whether the original owner of my sachet is okay now!"

Sanzang took the sachet and smelled a faint fragrance from it, which was not as strong as other sachets, but as light as the faint fragrance on the woman's body.

"I wonder if the original owner of this sachet is a man or a woman?"

Sanzang looked up and asked.

"Man!"

The young man spoke.

Sanzang wiped it on the sachet, then picked up the tortoise shell and copper coin and began to do the hexagram.

Scattering the copper coin, Sanzang looked at the results and said:

"The place where your friend is going is a great place, but your friend himself is a person with great fortune, so although he will encounter some small disasters, he will be saved in the end, so the donor can rest assured. ”

Sanzang smiled at the young man, signaling to him that his friend was fine.

The young man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard that his friend who was worried was okay.

"The master doesn't know how much?"

The young man asked.

"Amitabha, no more, no more, just a hundred spirit stones!"

Sanzang smiled and spoke, the moment should be the only thing he had encountered today to be happy.

The young man didn't say anything, and directly took out a hundred spirit stones from his Qiankun bag and handed them to Sanzang.

The young man did not leave after giving the money, but said:

"I wonder if the master can calculate the longevity?"

The young man stared at Sanzang's face, as if expecting something.

"Amitabha! Of course you can! But of course the price can't be as cheap as it was just now. ”

Sanzang said.

The young man's face was happy, and he said happily:

"Money is not a problem, but I don't know if the master can follow him on a trip?"

Sanzang was stunned, it was not impossible to follow him, you must know that this is an opportunity to make money. But thinking of his current situation, if he gets up, everything about Sanzang will be exposed.

"But it's okay, but it's inconvenient for the poor monk today, do you think it's okay another day?"

Sanzang said.

Seeing Sanzang's promise, the young man said happily:

"Yes, I'll be here to pick you up in two days!"

"I don't know what you call it, Master?"

Sanzang said:

"Poor monk Sanzang, I don't know what the donor is called?"

The young man spoke:

"Under the winning clothes. ”

"Then don't worry, the poor monk will always be here to calculate the fortune. ”

Sanzang opening.

"Okay! In that case, that Ziyi has taken his leave!"

After saying that, the young man arched his hand to Sanzang and turned to leave.

"It seems that these three treasures are not simple!"

Ying Ziyi glanced at Sanzang secretly and whispered in his mouth.

Our Sanzang Master has now forgotten about his physical pain, and his whole person is immersed in the joy of harvesting a hundred spirit stones.

"Hehe! There are so many spirit stones, how can the old man spend them? Do you want to go and break the virginity that the old man has treasured for fifty years?"

As a result, as soon as I thought about it, the pain in my lower body immediately came up.

"Shhh

"It looks like this matter will have to wait a little longer!"

With a grin, Sanzang began his pain again.

At the end of the day, Sanzang found that there were not many people who came to tell the fortunes, so his task of cloth cloth monk did not meet the requirements.

"It doesn't seem like it's going to work! If you don't do something, basically no one will come to tell the fortune!"

While tidying up his stall, Sanzang thought to himself.

As for that damn request, since Sanzang has already finished the mission of the cloth cloth monk, that request can also be over.

Walking on the way back to Washington, Sanzang endured the discomfort of his lower body and walked step by step.

"Hmph, I'm telling you, isn't it just a damn broken chicken, and if my demon god hadn't been killed, you'd just wait and cry!"

"Hahaha! Hua Yi, then you have to get a fighting that can defeat me, a victorious general! Don't just talk big here. ”

"That's right, we've only heard you talk big, when have you ever seen you get a cockfight that can defeat us?"

Who in the entire imperial city doesn't know when you can win a cockfight except for talking big?"

Listening to the voice, Sanzang knew that among the people who spoke was Huayi, the son of Washington. Listening to the content of their conversation, it seems to be related to cockfighting.

"Tremble, bald donkey!"

The damn voice in my head rang out again.

"Option 1: Jump out and say loudly to Childe Huayi that you killed his chicken. ”

"Option 2: Jump out and loudly criticize this group of second ancestors, cockfighting is not right, and educate them physically. ”

"Option 3: Jump out and help Childe Huayi, help him find a cockfight that can win a cockfight, and only use your own money to buy a cockfight. ”

Looking at the three choices, the first one, as long as it is not a head show, should not be chosen, and the second one, Sanzang has not been arrogant to that point.

As for the third, Sanzang can be sure that this is definitely intentional by the system, and he feels sorry for the hundred spirit stones in his bag that have not yet been warmed.

"Shut up! How can our young master be able to be slandered by you! Let me tell you, our young master already has a powerful fighting, and he can definitely win all of you. ”

A group of people looked at Sanzang, who suddenly jumped out, and was at a loss.

At this time, Sanzang can be regarded as seeing this group of speakers clearly. There are a total of four people in this group plus Gongzi Huayi, two of whom are thin and one is fat.

"Hua Yi! This old bald head is your house slave? He can't have a brain problem, right?"

The fat man looked at Hua Yi and spoke.

"Your family's taste is too special, isn't it?

The two thin men next to him also spoke.

"Aren't you afraid that he will face you every day, Amitabha, this, Amitabha?"

In the face of a few people's words, Hua Yi didn't know how to speak, and he was more puzzled about how this old monk could appear here.

Sanzang whispered in Hua Yi's ear:

"Master, I can help you find a powerful fighting! Don't be afraid of them, scare them first. ”

Gongzi Huayi looked at Sanzang in surprise, not knowing why this old monk dared to say this.

Gongzi Huayi doesn't know why the old monk said this now, but for the sake of his own face, he still said:

"This doesn't bother you to worry about it, you also heard it, this son has found a powerful fighting, you wait to lose!"