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[New report! ] Is this our No. 32 warrior? 】

[The metaphysical bloggers I followed before can predict star fortunes and collapsed houses, can you help me predict my brother? 】

[Upstairs, know some rules, in this live broadcast room, only those who win the lucky bag are eligible to count]

[The newcomers are all behind me, I haven't been able to count a hexagram for more than half a year, why are you so newcomer! ] 】

[Master Yunze, you haven't broadcast live for more than half a month! ] Can't you make up for last week's trigram today? 】

[Everyone shouts with me: Six trigrams today! ] 】

[Hexagram! 】

【……】

Because Sang Luo stopped broadcasting once, many old fans in the live broadcast room began to shout with rhythm that Sang Luo would count the six trigrams today.

Sangluo's live broadcast room was full of barrages begging her to add trigrams, and then there was a time to look at the upper left corner of the phone.

It was half past eight in the evening.

"Usually the three trigrams need to be counted for four or five hours, and you still let me count the six trigrams, I'm afraid it will be over tomorrow morning.

"It's still the old rule, three trigrams today."

Sang Luo said as he released the first lucky bag of the day.

Half a minute later, the lucky bag opened.

The live broadcast room was still as usual, with a wail, and they all regretted that they were Africans.

[Didn't win again!] 】

[If I don't win the lottery, my ex-girlfriend's child will be born]

[Master, I won the lucky bag, I'm a newcomer who doesn't know the rules, what do I need to do? How to pay the hexagram money? 】

Sang Luo clicked on the lucky bag, and it was a netizen with the nickname Cold Night who won the opportunity to tell the fortune this time.

"Hello, directly click on the application video connection in the lower left corner, and we can start to calculate the hexagram face-to-face, swipe the platform's gift to pay the hexagram, and a hexagram will descend." , Sang Luo smiled and explained to the cold night.

After Sang Luo finished explaining, it took another seven or eight seconds before he finally received a video connection application from the other side, Sang Luo clicked to connect, the screen split into two, and a middle-aged woman who was a little fat appeared on the screen.

The woman was about forty or fifty years old, wearing an antique embroidered coat, and behind her was a tall bogu shelf, which was filled with all kinds of antiques, including ceramic vases, bronze figures, and even quite a few antique jewelry.

Next to the Bogu shelf is also a picture of Tang Yin's "Autumn Wind Holding a Fan".

[What age do you still wear this kind of embroidered clothes?] Looking at the strange soil]

[Is it only I think this embroidered dress looks weird? It's not pretty, it feels very old-fashioned]

[Get rid of it, and keep your mouth shut on your own, okay? This old sister is obviously wearing Su embroidery, which is very expensive! Don't come out and be embarrassed and conspicuous, okay? 】

[A group of native hats in the countryside still dare to comment on the aesthetics of the top rich women here, and the painting behind them is enough to buy dozens of houses in your small town]

[There is no one to evaluate other people's dressing styles, can you wear what others like to wear? ] What's more, this is not ugly, this is our traditional culture, very beautiful! 】

[I don't think it's ugly! I just think it's weird, it feels like those female ghosts in the movie in ancient times, it looks old, it feels eerie]

The netizens in the live broadcast room quarreled for themselves on a cold night, and they also felt persuaded: "Don't quarrel, in fact, what this little girl said is right, my dress is indeed a hundred years old, an old object, so the design style is a little old-fashioned."

You think it's weird and normal to look eerie! After all, there are not many people who like this kind of old things, but I have liked these since I was a child, so I went all over the country to buy this kind of old clothes and came back to wear. ”

[What? Old clothes from a hundred years ago? It can't be ripped from a dead man, right? 】

[A hundred years of clothes have not been corrupted, which means that this clothes must not have been dug up from the tomb, they should have been passed down from generation to generation, and clothes must be carefully preserved to preserve so well]

[I had only heard of medieval clothes that were very popular abroad, but I didn't expect this to be popular in China]

[I like to buy second-hand things abroad to use, my friend studied abroad, and said that he found a job bowl seventy or eighty years ago in the thrift market, and there is no one]

"Hahaha! Of course it wasn't taken from a dead man, it was sold to me by one of my students, and it was a relic of her grandmother, whose family has been well preserved for generations! Now the family needs money to sell it.

As for the clothes you talked about in the Middle Ages, in fact, I also bought a few pieces, and I have always been an eclectic person, whether it is domestic or foreign..."

Sang Luo saw that the cold night was long and talked about his experience of shopping for clothes, and he was worried that this hexagram would be a little overtime, so he interrupted and asked: "May I ask the destined person, what are you mainly trying to count today?" ”

After being interrupted by Sang Luo in the cold night, he was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he was here to do business.

She sighed at the thought of her family's troubles, and just wanted to tell, but became a little hesitant.

"You... Is it really accurate? I did hear about you on the Internet before, but now that there are too many people who buy hot search hype, how do I know that you have real talent and real learning? ”

After all, it is about the relationship between herself and her husband, she doesn't want to find a pheasant master and completely trust each other, don't ruin the marriage between herself and her husband at that time, and there is no place to cry.

Sang Luo opened his eyes, carefully observed the facial features of the cold night, and then said very confidently:

"Basement mole, the standard appearance of a rich woman with wide front teeth and a wide chin, but your heavenly court is not open enough, so your original family conditions should be relatively poor, and judging from the physiognomy, you should have made your fortune after the age of thirty-eight. Although your heavenly court is not open, it is full and shiny, and you are a smart person, so your academic qualifications should not be low, at least a master's degree. ”

After hearing Sang Luo's words in the cold night, he felt a little incredible, and his eyes softened a little.

She straightened her body a little and sat more upright, "You're right, but it's not unusual for netizens to see that I'm rich, although I did start making money after I was thirty-eight years old, but most people from ordinary families only started to have some savings at this age, and they don't have any skills."

And I've just said that my clothes were sold to me by my students, and anyone with a little brain can guess that I have a good education. ”

The cold night was like a thorn, refuting all the past events that Sang Luo had just predicted through his face.

After Sang Luo heard this, his pupils also dilated slightly.

In the past, when she didn't believe in her level, she only needed to break off some past events to convince the other party, but she didn't expect this time to be so picky.

Originally, I wanted to keep some privacy for her, but in that case, I would have to make some surprises.