Xiaoyu's disappearance brought Xie Yindeng to an impasse in the search for Li Anshun's whereabouts.

She inquired in many ways, but still couldn't find any clues, and finally had to put this matter on hold for the time being.

Since Xie Yindeng set up a stall to tell fortunes, her life in Xuanyang Sect has passed faster and faster, and it has become more and more smooth, and half a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

Because she calculates accurately, never makes mistakes, and the fee is not high, there is an endless stream of people who come to her for fortune telling.

This came and went, and the land at the foot of the winding peak was trampled to the ground.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Xie Yindeng began to make a rule, only counting his fortune three times a day, the content of the calculation was different, the cost was also different, and the starting price had changed from the original ten lower-grade spirit stones to one thousand lower-grade spirit stones.

When the news first spread, her fortune-telling booth returned to the original state of no one caring, but soon, someone couldn't hold back the desire in their hearts and took the initiative to come to the door with large bags of spirit stones.

They scrambled for the three counts.

On this day, Xie Yindeng had just slipped fifteen to the foot of the roundabout peak, and saw many people standing by the stalls, some in groups, and some alone.

When she appeared, all the people rushed up, chattering and chattering.

"Senior Sister Xie, I have three thousand lower grade spirit stones, I want to calculate when I can break through the Jindan!"

"What are three thousand low-grade spirit stones, I have one hundred medium-grade spirit stones, Senior Sister Xie, you help me calculate!"

"Senior Sister Xie, you help me! I'll give you all my spirit stones! ”

Xie Yindeng was surrounded by them, his ears were ringing, and he didn't hear anything clearly, only to see their mouths opening and closing.

She frowned and coughed lightly, and the disciples around her were instantly silenced and looked at her with each other.

Xie Yindeng pulled over the fifteen who were squeezed aside by them, walked to the stall with a cold face, took out three copper coins and put them on it, "The old rule, whoever wants to count something impresses me, I will tell the fortune for whom." ”

"Senior brothers and sisters, who will come first?"

As she spoke, she snuggled into her chair, her eyes searching the crowd.

There were a lot of people who came, but none of them were the ones she wanted to see.

Fifteen was not the first time she had encountered such a situation, but she still couldn't resist the enthusiasm of these people, and lay at Xie Yindeng's feet with an uncomfortable face, frantically rubbing her ears that were about to be deaf with her front paws.

"Lao Xie, it's not me talking about you, you set up this fortune-telling booth, in addition to calculating some trivial things for them, that is, when to break through and when to tie the knot!"

"What's the point of you doing this? Just for that little spirit stone? If you knew that if you casually completed a spirit task, it would be worth hundreds of thousands of lower-grade spirit stones, what are you wasting all this time for! ”

The more fifteen thought about it, the more she didn't understand, and the eyes that looked at Xie Yinlan also had compassion like caring for the mentally retarded.

Xie Yindeng glanced at it lightly, and turned his head to look at the young junior brother who had the courage to be the first person, "You are not a human after all, just a wild donkey, a woman's mind, don't guess." ”

"Even if you guess, you can't guess with your IQ."

"Thank you, you...... Hum! ”

Fifteen was choked by her words, let out a cold snort, and then ignored her.

Xie Yindeng smiled on his face, looked at the young junior brother who had just finished talking about wanting to get married, and slowly shook his head, "Next." ”

"Senior Sister Xie, I want to count my lifespan."

"Next."

"Senior Sister Xie, I want to ......"

"Next!"

……

After a dozen or so cold next voices in a row, many disciples began to retreat, looking at Xie Yindeng's eyes with respect and resentment.

What the hell does this have to be to completely impress her?!

It wasn't until a tall man in purple appeared that Xie Yindeng almost said that the "next one" was replaced by "It's you".

She looked up at the man, her gaze calmly falling on his face.

The man's facial features are upright, not handsome, nor ugly, and he has a decent appearance, but if he looks at it a few more times, he will feel very pleasing to the eye.

He is tall, has smooth muscles, and is neatly dressed, and at first glance he is a self-disciplined and clean-minded person.

Xie Yindeng raised his hand to signal the man to sit down, and held the three copper coins in the palm of his hand: "Senior Brother Yan might as well say it again, what do you want to count?" ”

The man in purple is none other than Yan Sui.

He glanced around, and saw that everyone else had left automatically, leaving room for them, and then spoke slowly: "I said, I want to count my death." ”

Xie Yindeng nodded thoughtfully, withdrew his gaze and fell on Fifteen on the side, seeing it looking at him dumbfounded, as if asking if she had known that Yan Sui would come to tell fortunes.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and her mood was quite happy, the reason why she set up a stall was to lay the foundation for her future spiritual tasks.

Therefore, Yan Sui automatically sent it to the door and asked her to tell his fortune.

In this way, she does not have to go to great lengths to get close to the object of the task, nor does she have to rack her brains to think about how to predict, so as not to make the other party suspicious.

It's not the first time she's seen Yan Sui, but every time she sees her, she always has a very complicated emotion in her heart, neither good feeling nor fear, but disgust for no reason.

Xie Yindeng has two tasks today.

The first is to prophesy to Yan Sui, saying that he will not live on the seventh day of the next month, that is, twenty days later.

The second is to prophesy to Shen Yu, saying that he will lose sleep at night.

Neither of these tasks is difficult, but it's not easy.

Yan Sui saw that Xie Yindeng was silent for a long time, a trace of darkness flashed between his eyebrows, and then disappeared again, "Senior Sister Xie can't be counted for so long, it can't be that I am terminally ill and have died soon, right?" ”

I was terminally ill.

It's not long in life, but it's true.

Xie Yindeng didn't want to hide it, and said bluntly: "What Senior Brother Yan said is not right or not, but if you regret it, I can stop the hexagram here." ”

Yan Sui's expression froze, his brows were also locked, and he looked at Xie Yindeng with doubts and a little anger in his eyes.

He was silent for a moment and shook his head heavily: "Please also ask Senior Sister Xie to solve your doubts." ”

Xie Yindeng tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Senior Brother Yan's death date is the seventh day of the next month, and the fortune-telling fee is 10,000 lower-grade spirit stones." ”

...... the seventh day of the next month

Isn't it the day he will do it!

Yan Sui's eyes darkened, her face changed slightly, she stared directly at Xie Yindeng, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Xie has calculated her fortune, have you ever made a mistake?" ”

He is burly, compared to him, Xie Yindeng is slender, like a beautiful silk flower, weak and helpless, unable to withstand the toss of wind and rain.

But, if you look at her bright eyes.

You will find that this is a calm and smart girl.

and the arrogant and domineering Xie Yindeng who had no one in his eyes before, judged like two people.

Yan Sui thought.

Xie Yindeng climbed out of the chair and leaned in front of Yan Sui on tiptoe, his warm breath sprinkled directly on his face, "Senior Brother Yan, you didn't ask this sentence until you finished the calculation, you didn't want to repay the debt, right?" ”

Yan Sui stepped back without a trace, looking at the fair-skinned girl in front of her who seemed to be glowing, she was inexplicably a little hot, and turned her head to avoid her gaze: "Senior Sister Xie, don't worry, I will give the reward, I'm just curious, what does Senior Sister rely on, can count a hundred spirits, and never make a mistake?" ”

This man is really difficult.

Xie Yindeng sat back with a frown, and said in a cold voice: "It's nothing, it's just talent." ”