But although he understood this, Yang Xiaoyang had no intention of coming forward.

Not to mention that the snatching of incense by those gods had no effect on him, just talking about the big trouble he encountered in front of him couldn't make him nosy.

Just as he was about to turn around and walk around the town, a voice suddenly came from beside him.

This voice was a little anxious, a little eager, "This little brother, I see that you are covered with dark clouds, Yintang is black, and your face is dead, you are in the midst of a great disaster!" ”

Yang Xiaoyang was shocked in his heart, the foot he had just stepped on suddenly fell short, and when he stepped on the ground, he only felt a softness under his feet, and when he looked down, he actually stepped on a pile of shit.

Yang Xiaoyang's mind was suddenly full of black lines.

People are unlucky, shit is coming.

I saw an old man standing beside him, with a white beard and a mediocre complexion, and he looked a little unfathomable.

Yang Xiaoyang swallowed his anger in his chest, and was about to say something, but the old man just glanced at his feet, and then said, "Isn't this a big omen now?" ”

"What an omen. Not only did you make me step on a bunch of shit, but you also played tricks here, when I was a good bully? Yang Xiaoyang said coldly, with a look of displeasure on his face.

If it weren't for the fact that he was an old man, Yang Xiaoyang's words would have been even more difficult to hear.

The old man glanced at him, and said in a serious tone: "There is an old saying that there are clouds, and you hit the shit luck, this sentence means that a person's luck is so good that the probability of stepping on dog shit by chance is extremely small, but there is also a saying that stepping on dog shit is full of bad luck, ten people and nine deaths, and bad luck." ”

Yang Xiaoyang was stunned and said in a daze: "Isn't it just that you hit the shit luck?" How can there be another gloomy statement. ”

The old man said with a smile: "So now that you have stepped on dog shit, do you feel annoyed or happy?" ”

Yang Xiaoyang said: "Of course I'm annoyed, how can I still be happy?" Why don't you try to step on a bunch? ”

The old man said: "It's not enough, so the so-called luck of hitting the shit is fake, and the real stepping on the shit still means that you are about to be unlucky." ”

After thinking about it, Yang Xiaoyang felt that the old man's words made a lot of sense.

But for some reason, he felt that there was a slight omission in these words.

However, after thinking about what happened to me during this time, it was indeed mildew, and I couldn't help asking: "Your old man just said that I ......"

The old man frowned, looked Yang Xiaoyang up and down, looked at Yang Xiaoyang's heart, and then said: "I took a closer look at the fierce aura on your body again, it's really not something I can fight again, you better ask for another master, I'll retreat first." ”

Yang Xiaoyang had a feeling that this old man was not a person looking for the party, and when he heard that he was leaving, he hurriedly said: "Old man, you leave with such a bunch of brainless words, it doesn't look like a gentleman's doing." ”

The old man's face was embarrassed, and after a little contemplation, Fang said: "Since you said so, then please step aside and let me calculate a hexagram for you, how about it?" ”

"Fortune telling?" Yang Xiaoyang was stunned for a moment, and then noticed that the old man was still holding a bamboo pole with a white cloth hanging on it, and when the wind blew, the white cloth floated up, with four words written on it: "Ask divination and fortune telling." ”

It turned out to be a fortune teller, but Yang Xiaoyang didn't mean to underestimate him in the slightest.

After all, King Wen of Zhou's one-handed hexagram technique was extremely exquisite, helping him avoid many deaths.

Who knows if the person in front of him has something to do with King Zhou Wen?

But now he plans to go outside the town to take a look at the strength of the big black dog? Otherwise, the strong man would lose his life, and he couldn't bear it.

Just when Yang Xiaoyang was stunned, the strong man had already gone to a temple in the center of the town with those townspeople.

And the strong man was holding an image in his hand, and it was obvious that this strong man was planning to hang up the image of the One Qi Dao man first, and then remove the demon.

It is estimated that there will be some time for such an operation.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and said to the old man, "Okay, then please ask your old man to calculate a hexagram for me!" ”

The old man smiled, then pointed to a big tree on the side of the road, and said, "It's really hot under the sun, let's go there and talk!" ”

With that, he turned around and walked towards the big tree.

However, the old man only walked a few steps, then turned his head and said to Yang Xiaoyang: "Before you go, remember to clean up the lump under your feet, after all, this thing is still very smelly." ”

Yang Xiaoyang then remembered that when he talked to this old man before, the lump of things under his feet had not been cleaned up, and his face was suddenly red at this time.

Rubbing hard on the ground a few times, until he was sure that there was no more shit under his feet, he walked towards the tree.

After coming to the tree, Yang Xiaoyang said to the old man: "Old man, just now you said that I have a fierce appearance, what does this mean?" ”

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at him, and said with a slight smile: "Little brother, although your heavenly court is full, but there is a discrete appearance around you, you should not be a family person, right?" ”

Yang Xiaoyang believed in him for three points at once, nodded and said, "The old gentleman is right, I am indeed alone now." ”

The old man smiled, gently patted the robe on his body, and said calmly: "The old man also sees that your eyebrows are thick and dense, but there is a small mole at the end of the right eyebrow, this position is in charge of the respect of your parents, in addition, there is a faint evil aura on your body, and at the same time, there is no Taiyin qi on your body, which means that you have no mother since you were a child, only one father, but your father should have died due to an accident some time ago." ”

Yang Xiaoyang's inner surprise was even worse, but he believed the old man's words for three points, nodded again and again and said: "Old man, you are really a god, my adoptive father was indeed killed by a monster some time ago. ”

The old man smiled and said, "Why don't you stretch out your hand again and let me take a look, okay?" ”

At this moment, Yang Xiaoyang had already believed the old man's words in his heart, and after hearing these words, he directly stretched out his hand.

The old man took Yang Xiaoyang's palm and looked at it carefully, and then drew a picture in the air, as if he was calculating something?

Yang Xiaoyang vaguely saw the air of the old man's strokes, as if there were dense textures, like a big net.

However, the image appeared only for a moment, and then disappeared again.