Baixiang Town, Piaoxiang Teahouse

Chu Qianqiu used the "Big and Small Ruyi Gong" learned from the Yuanyang School to adjust his body and appearance, pretending to be a merchant from other places, and found the only position where he could observe the Xiao family openly, observing the movements around him.

He witnessed Xiao Changfeng's last calmness, Xiao Fatzi cried like a dog, although his heart was touched, but he didn't have too much sentimentality.

Because Chu Qianqiu had already begun to understand that death was just a process for him, and if he changed time and space, the result would be different.

He just had to wait and see what happened.

What kind of results can Xiao Changfeng get from fighting to the death, Chu Qianqiu will wait and see.

So he escorted Xiao Fatzi and the others all the way from the secret passage and quietly left Baixiang Town.

Then he disguised himself as a merchant from another place and went to a nearby teahouse, a bit like the murderer who committed the crime, returning to the scene of the crime, proudly admiring his results.

When using the time loop gold finger, you can think a little more openly.

For example, when the other party's action is completed, Chu Qianqiu is often more aware of the other party's real goal, and it is also a good way to take action at this time.

Unexpectedly, when Chu Qianqiu was tasting tea, a fortune teller in poor clothes unknowingly avoided Xiao Er and slipped into the teahouse, seemingly trying to find someone to trick him into drinking tea.

I saw that he scurried to the second floor with his hands and feet sensitively, and took a fancy to Chu Qianqiu at a glance, ran quickly in small steps, came to him, and said in an exaggerated tone:

"This lord, the heavenly court is full, the eyebrows are long, the ears are like white jade, the eyes are heroic, the dragon's nose is respectful, and the face is vermilion, it is really indescribably expensive, unspeakably expensive."

"The old way has traveled from south to north, and I have seen Shenwu, and I don't know how many nobles in Great Xia have never seen such a supreme appearance."

The fortune teller looked to be in his fifties, with an old face and patches on his clothes, and he looked rather poor, but this was only an illusion.

First of all, there is no smell on this fortune teller's body, he either takes a bath every day, or he keeps it clean with his true qi, and he is afraid that his outfit is also a way to cover people's ears and eyes.

Secondly, Chu Qianqiu, under his discerning talent, can clearly feel the true qi of the other party, this is at least a beginner master.

It is stronger than the three green-clothed catchers encountered in the last cycle, but it is also limited in strength.

So it can't be a poor old Taoist priest.

Regarding his identity, Chu Qianqiu had a little guess.

Here is the teahouse and location that I carefully investigated, and it is the most suitable for observing the situation in the Xiao family's compound, and the other party is not looking for others, but specifically looking for himself, and he also sits opposite him.

Of course, this is not because of fate, but he is also proficient in criminal psychology and wants to use this to find the murderer of the Xiao family's murder, that is, himself.

Based on this, it is very likely that he is the master of the Six Doors.

Then you might as well play with him first.

"Sir is trying to ask for tea, so it doesn't have to be so exaggerated."

"I asked for this tea."

Chu Qianqiu smiled and called Xiao Er by the way.

"Oh, that's so embarrassing, the master is so generous, and the old man can't refuse, right?"

"Little Er, give the best dragon well before the rain on the old road."

The fortune teller, a snake beater, immediately screamed.

The little second came over, and when he saw such a poor fortune teller sneaking in, he was so angry that his nose was crooked, his hands were on his waist, and he concluded:

"There is no dragon well before the rain in our store!"

"Then the big red robe will make do." The fortune teller also seems to be a pampered figure, pretending to be this one, but without the slightest professionalism.

"We don't sell big red robes either!" Xiao Er is angry, you are embarrassing my fat tiger.

They are an ordinary teahouse and restaurant, how can they sell you this kind of high-end goods.

The most expensive is the consumption of dozens of dollars, and it is not the expensive Shangjing, which is often measured in silver.

"There's no this, there's no that, what kind of store do you open!"

"Forget it,

According to the most expensive tea, come up to the old way."

This fortune teller is so arrogant and domineering, and he doesn't have the performance of a master at all, but it makes Chu Qianqiu laugh dumbly, and said:

"Serve this Taoist chief ginseng tea, just like me."

Baixiang Town is rich in medicinal herbs, whether it is a dish, or to make tea like to use ginseng, the ginseng tea here is made of some ginseng roots, and it is only a few dozen dollars.

For ordinary people, it is naturally a high-end enjoyment, and even used as a tonic, but for Chu Qianqiu and the fortune teller, it can only be a taste.

"Hey, guest officer, nine times out of ten such fortune tellers are swaggering liars, you can't fall for him." Xiao Er of the teahouse has a sense of justice, looking at the fortune teller, who is a swaggering character, and hurriedly reminded him.

"Thank you for reminding me, all the corners of the world are brothers, and you rely on your friends when you go out." Chu Qianqiu handed Xiao Er a copper coin worth 100 wen, asked him to accept it embarrassedly, stomped his feet, and went to offer ginseng tea to the fortune teller.

The fortune teller took a sip before he said with satisfaction:

"The old man gave this cup of ginseng tea, and the old man had to express it."

"How about the master stretch out his hand and let me show the master the palmistry and find out the fortune?"

Chu Qianqiu shook his head, his size was as good as he wanted, but there was no way to change things like fingerprints.

"I'm a businessman, and I'm just working hard, so I'm not worth looking at him."

Chu Qianqiu just opened his mouth to refuse, but he didn't expect that this fortune teller was also a figure who talked to himself.

He didn't care about Chu Qianqiu's words, and said directly:

"It seems that this old man doesn't believe in the old way."

At the thought of his professional ability being questioned, the fortune teller gushed:

"The palmistry in this world is ever-changing, but it boils down to nothing more than four kinds of earth, wind, fire and water."

"The soiler is simple and diligent, digging in the field, and he can't make a fortune in his life, but he is a cow and a horse for others."

"The winder, the quick-minded, travels in all directions, the party is cheap and expensive, and the profit of tithing can be rich."

"Those who are on fire do not avoid difficulties, overcoming thorns and thorns, but they can suddenly make a windfall, but they also have wealth and fortune that can be easily lost."

"Those who are watery and tranquil, noble in heaven, and rich without asking for money, are born rich."

You said it very well, but what does it have to do with me Chu Qianqiu?

"Mr. is really talented, then Wan must be a native palmistry, he should have been digging in the field, but he was a businessman who couldn't get up or down." Chu Qianqiu smiled, wanting to see what kind of medicine this uninvited fortune teller was selling in the gourd.

"No, no."

"Master Wan's hands, although the old way is just a glimpse, but it can be seen that they are the best in the fire phase, these are a pair of hands that are used to killing."

The fortune teller said with the same smile.

In an instant, the air between the two of them became extremely cold, as if the two giant beasts had communicated before the fight.

"Oh, Mr. really likes to joke, Wan is just a businessman, and he is not a strongman, how can he have a pair of murderous hands?" Chu Qianqiu still looked at the other party with a smile and did not react excessively.

"Master Wan's disguise technique is indeed very clever, and he almost even hid his old way."

"But I can't escape the investigation of the Qi Magic."

"It should have been the fate of the Broken Army Star, but it was able to impact the Ziwei Star, it must be a fanatic who committed the following crimes."

The fortune teller's tone has changed, and he is no longer the thick-skinned poor sour man.

"Lao Dao thought that the Xiao family had been instructed by a master to make the golden cicada come out of its shell."

"I just wanted to try my luck here, but I didn't expect to meet you."

"It seems that Lao Dao's luck is not bad!"

Old Taoist, in fact, my luck is not bad.

I didn't expect to come here to watch the show and catch your big fish!

The next moment, thunder and lightning roared!

The fortune teller changes color!