As usual, the fortune teller's stall was still there, and even though the market was full of people, there were still a lot of people in front of the stalls, and few people cared about it, which contrasted with his slightly shabby clothes.

The girl made up her mind to ask today, but she had to eliminate the resentment in her heart, but she didn't care about the image of my fair lady, rolled up her sleeves and wanted to step forward. But the young man's eyes were red, if he asked, wouldn't the lie he had just woven be completely pierced.

At this moment, his reaction was very alert, his little brain turned around, and he said with an idea: "Little junior sister, you see that Mr. has a lot of sewing and mending on his clothes, and it is not easy to beg for food. ”

"That's not possible, I've been worried about this for so many years, and I can't let the liar have a good time." Fu Zhi shouted and turned around to question, but was held tightly by Qiu Fangyi's outstretched hand.

Qiu Fang thought to himself that although this little junior sister was jealous and hateful, she didn't look like she couldn't eat well or sleep when she looked horizontally and vertically. Thinking like this in his head, he didn't dare to say it truthfully, so he had to persuade bitterly: "More things are better than less, and the uncles definitely don't want us to cause trouble outside." ”

"It's him who caused trouble first, I'm just courteous, little brother, don't be afraid, let go of me, I want to talk to him well." I think Fu Zhi has been troubled by the words of this fortune teller for many years, Fu Zhi didn't care about the impropriety of a man and a woman pulling and pulling on the street, and only pretended to smash people's stalls in her heart.

Just as the two were pulling, a man and a woman walked to the fortune teller's stall back and forth, these two were also wearing dark black clothes, walking with their heads held high, ignoring the passers-by beside them, and at a glance they knew that they were the children of a rich family.

The woman is about twenty, with an apricot face and peach cheeks, a beautiful face, wearing a velvet long skirt, with gold thread trim at the neckline and cuffs, and the needlework on the skirt is very fine. The man was almost the same age as Qiu Fang and the others, wearing a wide-sleeved robe, wearing a crown, with delicate and tranquil eyebrows, holding a folding fan in his hand, and a crystal clear disc white jade hung at the end of the fan, hanging in the air and swaying gently.

Seeing this, the two immediately stopped pulling, but Fu Zhi's sense of justice was already bursting, and she was still eager to go up to prevent the men and women in front of the stall from being deceived, but Qiu Fang stood firmly, refusing to let go, while frowning slightly and observing. He has been cultivating for a long time, and although he doesn't have much actual combat experience, he is already profound among his peers, and he can see at a glance that the two rich children in front of him are both cultivators.

He heard Zhou Zong say that there were many dragons and snakes in the city, so it was better to have less contact with others.

"Little junior sister, don't worry." Qiu Fang's expression became solemn, he pressed his head slightly, and whispered to Fu Zhi.

Fu Zhi was stunned at first when she heard this, but for a moment she turned her head to Qiu Fang in surprise and said, "How do these two people look like disciples of the Mo Sect, they usually wear black, but it's just strange that ordinary disciples are not dressed more luxuriously than them." ”

After that, she thought of something again, pulled Qiu Fang to the side and took a step back, standing next to a stall selling oil-paper umbrellas, covering her figure. suppressed his voice and said: "The more I look at that woman, the more she looks like the little demon girl of the Mo Sect!" ”

Qiu Fang let Fu Zhi pull around, completely confused, the word "Mozong", he had heard of it before going out, but he didn't know what these two words meant. I had to ask: "What is Mozong?" ”

"You know that the king did not send troops to garrison this city in order to show goodwill to the wasteland." Fu Zhi tilted her head and said to Qiu Fang, but her bright eyes did not move away from the man and woman.

"Uncle Zhou mentioned it."

"I also listened to what the senior brothers and sisters said, because of this, Los Angeles is a place where people from all walks of life gather, and all kinds of sects and clans are intertwined in the city, and no one is in charge. You see, how many commodities and goods there are here means how many forces there are in Los Angeles. After saying this, Fu Zhishun pointed to the surrounding stalls.

Wu Qiufang looked around Fu Zhi's hand, looked at the full amount of goods, and counted them in his heart.

Fu Zhi seemed to see through his thoughts, chuckled and patted Qiu Fang, and mocked: "Idiot! I'm just analogy. ”

"However, there are indeed a lot of forces in Los Angeles. Do you know why Los Angeles is still running in such an orderly manner with so many forces?" Fu Zhi slowed down, put away her smile and continued.

Qiu Fang could only shake his head, when he first entered Los Angeles, he didn't know anything about this place, and he didn't know where to start.

"Because there is the East Pole Gate and the Mo Sect. These two sects are the biggest forces in Los Angeles, and they seem to be equal, but in fact, of course we are stronger. Fu Zhi raised her head proudly as she spoke.

"I see, I seem to be a little unhappy to hear Uncle Shi talk about Mozong today." Qiu Fang changed from shaking his head to nodding his head this time, but he still had doubts in his heart.

"It's not unpleasant, isn't the appearance of the head master just hating to skin the Mo Sect alive."

Speaking of this, Fu Zhi lowered her voice again, and said mysteriously, "Listen to the meaning of the master master, the seventh uncle's injury is inseparable from the Mo Sect, this Mo Sect loves to compete with us in everything, we will open a rouge shop on West Street, then they will go to East Street to open it, we will open a weapon shop on East Street, and they will go to West Street to open it." It's annoying!"

"Can they fight then?"

"Hmph, they think, it's not more defeats than wins, if you want me to say, as long as the head of the master makes a move and gives them a few talismans to see, they will be scared to death. It's just..."

"Just what?"

"They always say that they must focus on the overall situation, and they are unwilling to destroy the Mo Sect. I don't know the reason for this, and neither do my brothers and sisters. At the end, Fu Zhi added a sentence and spread her hands by the way.

"Then who is the little demon girl you just said?"

"The little demon girl of the Mo Sect is called Feng Suixing, arrogant and domineering, and often bullies the young disciples in our sect outside, she is the daughter of the Mo Sect Master, and the masters do not allow the disciples to cause big things, so that we can't always treat her ruthlessly." Fu Zhi's tone was quite angry, and a pair of slender little hands were also clenched into fists.

As she spoke, she suddenly exclaimed, "Yes, it's that woman, listening to their description, it's just as good as that woman." ”

Qiu Fang was infected by these words, and he was also indignant, quite indignant: "Then our disciple is so allowed to be bullied?"

Fu Zhi shook her head, her face changed for a while, she looked at Qiu Fang with a smile, and said a little proudly: "Dongjimen is not easy to bully, although we have to focus on the overall situation, but we have not given them a stumbling block, if they hurt one of us, then they will hurt ten people." ”

Speaking of this, Fu Zhi's words paused, and then continued: "Even if the master doesn't let us hurt the demon girl, the other disciples are not so lucky. However, this little demon girl only dares to bully and bully our young disciples, and when she meets the older senior brothers and sisters, she is not a guy who does not dare to make mistakes, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard. Fu Zhi said and snorted softly.

When Qiu Fang heard this, his mood barely calmed down, after all, he was also a member of the East Pole Gate, even if the senior brothers he had never met were hurt, he was extremely unwilling.

"Someday, we will have to settle with their old and new hatreds." Fu Zhi's face changed again, and she gritted her teeth and said.

As soon as the words fell, I heard the demon girl slap the fortune teller's table, and the table instantly fell apart. Qiu Fang and the two of them only heard a loud shout from the demon girl: "I asked you to tell the hexagram, you have to tell the hexagram!"

This formation is not small, causing the surrounding crowd to stop and watch, and a few small traders who are not afraid of big things are even more around.

"Little girl, the old man has been setting up a stall here for more than 20 years, and he has always been a fortune teller, so don't be embarrassed for the old man." The fortune teller's voice trembled a little, and when he saw the wind following the stars like this, he had no choice but to bow his head and arch his hands, and only defended in a resigned manner.

"How many years have you been setting up a stall, whether it is fortune or hexagram, what does this have to do with me, Miss Ben still wants you to count a hexagram for me today! Also, what can you call a little girl? Shut your dog's mouth for me. Feng Suixing reprimanded, with a ruthlessness in his eyes, and the man behind him watched quietly from the side, and did not step forward to dissuade him, as if he had long been accustomed to this woman's style.

As soon as these words came out, Fu Zhi sneered there, and said to Qiu Fang with a pout: "This demon girl is really unreasonable, and she wants someone to tell the hexagram, and she doesn't want anyone to talk, which is interesting and interesting." ”

The laughter was not big or small, just through the crowd and fell into the ears of Feng Suixing, she turned her head and squinted, and was about to have a seizure, the fortune teller stepped on the knots and apologized: "Miss, forgiveness and trouble, this mountain doctor's fate is divination, life is different from Bu Duo, although the old man has been immersed in numerology for decades, but..."

Without waiting for Mr. to finish speaking, Feng Suixing kicked away the table board that was already in a different place, and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, do you count or not, if you don't count, you don't want to put it in the city from now on!"

"Miss, Miss, I'm here, but that, fortune telling is not fortune telling!" The fortune teller listened to the wind and the stars to release cruel words, his eyes were red, his feet were stomped, his words were incoherent, his shriveled hands trembled, and there was nowhere to put it for a while.

"You don't know how to tell fortunes, what kind of stall are you still setting up?" Feng Suixing sneered while lifting the cloth banner lying on the ground, with the four big characters of "Eight Characters Fine Criticism" written on it, she stared at it coldly, threw it in the air, and the jade hand was drawn like that, and the banner was also cut in two.

Seeing this, the smile on Fu Zhi's face gradually solidified, and she said with a little hatred: "This is also too arrogant, although the fortune teller deceived me, but the demon girl also deceived people too much." Little brother, should we save him? ”

Qiu Fang was about to nod, after all, Fu Zhi's words were very much in line with his heart, and this pure young man could not tolerate this kind of evil thing of oppressing the weak in his heart.

But he kept in mind the words of the Taoist, if they went to hoe the strong and help the weak, it would inevitably be another fight, which would go against the instructions of the Taoist.

Whether to save or not to save was entangled in his heart, forcing the young man to grit his teeth and turn his hands into fists.