Su Qingtian frowned slightly, vigilantly wanted to bypass, and when she saw Xiao Jiu, who was carefully protecting the sugar man, she pursed her mouth.

I can escape the first day of junior high school, but I can't escape the fifteenth.

With a sigh, the little girl opened her legs and walked towards the stall.

"Ten pennies and one hexagram, tend to good fortune and avoid evil, and don't want money if you don't want it-"

"The little master wants to tell fortunes?"

Looking at the direction Su Qingtian was heading, Xiao Jiu hurriedly stopped, "The words of these Jianghu warlocks cannot be trusted. ”

Su Qingtian saw the faint fear on the young man's face.

Back then, because someone approved the lives of his relatives and friends, he was abandoned by his parents and driven away, and he lived like a wandering orphan all his life.

"yes, that guy must be a liar."

Xiao Nan said proudly, "Sister, you are much more powerful than him, why are you looking for him." ”

If it weren't for the appearance of Tiantian's sister, he himself would have died the night before, and he would definitely be much more powerful than this stall fooling people.

Seeing that both of them stopped themselves, Su Qingtian opened her mouth to make up a reason.

"I'm just a little curious, I want to see if he's right."

She also worked hard to earn some merit for her little brother!

Without waiting for the three of them to react, Su Qingtian had already walked to the fortune-telling booth.

"Little girl, what do you want to ask?"

The fortune teller was over half a hundred years old and had a goatee.

He gently rubbed the goatee at the corner of his mouth with one hand, and his slow tone was quite mysterious.

"I want to calculate when you're going to die."

As she spoke, the little girl took out a tael of silver and put it on the table, staring at the old man with big flickering eyes.

Such an obvious reminder should be very straightforward!

The fortune teller was suddenly angry, how could anyone curse people like this!

He wanted to drive away this troublesome little baby directly, but who knew that the other party really took out the silver and looked serious.

In front of money, he instantly lost his backbone.

The three people behind him couldn't help but be shocked when they heard Su Qingtian ask such a hexagram.

Xiao Nan knew that Sister Tiantian must have happened for a reason, and Lu Wuming also knew more or less about Miss Xiao's ability, only Xiao Jiu looked surprised and entangled.

But seeing that Brother Lu was silent, he had no choice but to stand behind Su Qingtian and wait.

In case the fortune-telling old man is angry, he can also protect his master and leave.

"Ten years ago, the first master did calculate a hexagram for the old man."

The fortune teller old man put on the same appearance just now, and said leisurely, "The old man has eight out of eighty years of life. ”

"Aren't you going to do a hexagram for yourself now and see if it has changed?"

Seeing that the other party didn't understand his point, Su Qingtian asked, "Are you sure or eighty-eight?" ”

Now the fortune teller old man couldn't hold back.

What's the matter with this dead kid, why did he suddenly come to meet him, no, it's too unlucky to be dead in his mouth!

The melon farmers on the side also noticed the small excitement on the fortune-telling stall, and watched the old Taoist priest eat deflated happily with a fan.

He still knows this old way, but he is just a wild man who is a halfway monk.

I picked up the basically broken gossip book from the stall, and memorized some fortune-telling formulas when I knew a few words, and soon appointed myself a fortune teller.

Half a bottle of goods in the stomach is not satisfied, and a mouth has fooled many people over the years.

Today, I have encountered hard stubble.

The fortune teller glanced at the lively melon farmer and ignored it, his eyes were full of the one or two pieces of silver that the little baby put in front of him.

Make money, don't chill!

For the sake of these two pieces of silver, the old man pretended to pinch his fingers and calculate.

The little girl didn't know which lady it was, and she took the little girl out to see the excitement and saw her stall, how could she not accept the money she gave away for free?

Besides, a little doll can know what fortune telling and fortune telling, but she is too curious.

After reading a few words that he didn't understand, Lao Dao put down his hand and said to Su Qingtian.

"Little girl, the old man's life has not changed, and he can indeed live to eight out of eighty."

Seeing that the old man was so perfunctory, Su Qingtian sighed secretly.

reminded him that he was still not serious about this, and he couldn't say anything more.

She had an idea and said to Lao Dao.

"Do you want me to give you a hexagram?"

Now the old Taoist is blind, and it is the first time in these years that someone wants to tell his fortunes.

"This young lady, the art of cultivation is very easy for people to learn, not to mention that you are still young."

"Even if you have one or two wisdom roots, it is impossible to reach the realm of divining the lives of others."

As he spoke, Lao Dao began to rub his goatee again.

"Even if I am an old man, it took me nearly fifty years to study this life technique a little thoroughly, and I dare to set up this small stall for people to count."

"I'm mine."

Su Qingtian insisted and handed over a tael of silver

"It doesn't hurt you to listen."

Seeing that the money was in front of him, the fortune teller old man no longer refused Su Qingtian.

In his eyes, this is just a child who is playful and loves to make trouble.

Picking up the silver and putting it in his arms, the fortune teller leaned back on the chair leisurely and looked at the little girl.

"Since Xiaoyou insists, why don't you count when Ben Dao will die?"

"Today, at the hands of others!"

The big black eyes stared straight at Lao Dao, causing a cold sweat to run down his spine.

Even the melon farmers who watched the excitement from the sidelines were shocked, such a small doll could say such terrible things.

Horizontal death?!

Does this little baby know what it means to die?

"Hahahaha!"

Suddenly, the fortune teller laughed out loud.

He shook his head and said, "Little friend, don't mess with the old man." ”

"There is a lot of talk in this blue sky and white day, but you want to make a sin."

Lu Wuming took a step forward with some dissatisfaction, no matter what offensive words the little lady said, the other party could not curse the little lady.

Su Qingtian raised her hand to block Lu Wuming, she just wanted to remind Lao Dao to flee for his life, but unfortunately he didn't believe him, so that's it.

Melon farmers also reacted,

This young lady must have been bored, so he came to bluff people, he put down his mood, and the pu fan in his hand shook again.

At this time, there is not much time to leave, and usually the fortune teller will set up a stall and leave at the time of unitary.

Not to mention such a short period of time, Lao Dao basically will not leave the stall, thinking that this crowded Dongfang City will kill people, and that person will be tied up and sent to the official as soon as possible.

The melon farmer still wanted to tease Su Qingtian a few words, but found that this porcelain doll-like little girl had already left the fortune-telling stall with the people around her.

"I smell the fragrance of Aunt Wu's scallion pancakes!"

Su Qingtian pointed to the stall not far away, "Cousin Nan, let's go eat!" ”

Xiao Nan, who was originally a little bored, immediately came to his senses when he heard this.

"Okay, I still want to drink the pear syrup from the stall next to me."

Xiao Nan happily took her sweet sister's hand and ran towards her beloved stall.

Inexplicably talking to an old fortune teller for so long, he was bored.

Fortunately, Aunt Wu is out of the stall today, and he can take his sister to eat crispy scallion pancakes!

As Su Qingtian and the others left, the fortune-telling booth was deserted again.