In the corner of a certain square city in Baixia City, a handful of people were crowded one after another.

These people stretched out their heads and looked into the innermost place expectantly, with hope, apprehension and longing in their eyes......

However, his movements are very restrained, standing obediently, and even speaking in a low voice.

Wang Twenty-one is a rare time to come to this market, and he saw this strange scene from afar.

He rubbed his chin, not even trying to reach out to his senses.

Unexpectedly, the divine consciousness was so frightened that he took it back.

Rao is like this, in the crowd, someone has already noticed it and glared at him fiercely.

Wang Twenty-One shrunk his neck.

Hey, it's sloppy, it's really reckless to casually scan others with your divine sense.

Especially now that he is just a small cultivator of the third level of qi refining, although the other party's cultivation is not completely invisible, but the cultivation of the top one is higher than him, at least a mid-level qi refining cultivator who has reached the fifth level of qi refining.

Although he is backed by his family, he is not really afraid of them, but if he makes trouble at will, he will not be able to settle it, it will be too embarrassing for himself.

But what are they looking at?

After a pause, I couldn't help but lean over, obediently at the end, but my eyes were looking around.

In this way, he was able to see the name.

I saw that at the end of the crowd, a black banner was crooked to the side, and no one cared.

He squinted and saw the big blood-red letters printed in the middle:

God counts.

There is also a line of eye-catching small print on the side:

Three hexagrams a day, one hexagram and ten spirit stones.

Wang Twenty-one immediately felt physiologically unwell.

Black Banner Blood?

Could it be that there is a demon cultivator in this?

Although on their wasteland continent, Dao Demons, Buddhas and Demons coexist in the world, but Dao Demons have never coexisted peacefully with each other since ancient times.

Don't talk about it, just look at the enlightened island where the Dao Demon borders......

It's a notoriously penal colony.

If any of the little disciples of the sect make a big mistake and throw him there, hehe, don't think about living.

God counts?!

Fortune teller?

Monks also believe in fortune telling?

In fact, as long as you reach a certain level of cultivation, you will have a sense of your own life, so why do you need to ask for help from others?

This behavior really aroused his curiosity.

He didn't dare to use his divine sense to disturb it, he only stretched his neck to look at the crowd, well, faintly, there was a young woman sitting vaguely?

The monk's eyes were excellent.

Even though it was quite far away, he squinted slightly:

Forehead!

Unremarkable.

The corners of Wang Twenty-one's mouth twitched, and he was not interested.

With a dull complexion, a round bun on the back of his head, a wooden hairpin, and a dark red long robe, it can be faintly seen that he is about a mid-level Qi refining cultivator.

The mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out.

At first glance, it was clear that she had made soundproofing arrays and something like that around her.

But it doesn't look like a demon cultivator.

She seems to be highly regarded.

At this moment, the Chinese Taoist who was sitting opposite the woman happened to get up, and the crowd was in turmoil.

I saw that the Taoist friend in Huafu put a storage bag on the fortune teller's table, and took a step out, and then, the Taoist friend's respectful and joyful voice came:

"Fairy Hong, I listened to your words last time, and I really avoided the disaster, today I came to thank you, and prepared some small thank-you gifts, not a tribute, I didn't think about it, and today I accept your hexagram, I'm really ashamed."

Sheng Hongyi got up, she smiled slightly, revealing her snow-white teeth, adding a little convincing temperament to her:

"You're welcome, since it's Zhang Daoyou's thank you, then I'll accept it, remember what I just told you, as long as it doesn't exceed a radius of three hundred kilometers, you can be guaranteed that you will not only be safe this time, but also return with a full load."

Senior Zhang arched his hand: "That's that." ”

Left with a happy face.

Seeing Sheng Hongyi standing up, the crowd began to stir again, and the person at the front of the queue couldn't wait to greet her:

"Fairy Hong, the old man has been waiting for a long time, you see if you can calculate the old decay today, the road ahead is really dim, Fairy Hong can be said to be the last straw for the old decay."

The tone was earnest, and Wang Twenty-one couldn't help but be moved when he stood at the end.

Only with the departure of the man in the fancy costume, the smile on Fairy Hong's face that was just full of goodwill and joy disappeared without a trace.

She put the storage bag that Senior Zhang put on the table into her sleeve pocket, and then said:

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoist, today's trigrams are full, so hurry up next time."

Sheng Hongyi just poked out his divine sense and sensed the storage bag, well, there are two hundred spirit stones, Zhang Daoyou just now is really polite, what a good person.

In that case, she can rest tomorrow.

She refused without hesitation, and as she spoke, she put away the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and three dusty copper coins in one go, and then lifted the table and the small maza, ready to stuff them into the storage bag one by one.

The man seemed to be in a hurry, his eyes widened, and it seemed as if he was about to explode in the next moment.

Wang Twenty-one stood behind and gloated: It's time for you to pretend, pretending to be too much, right?

This fellow Daoist has a deep breath all over his body, at least he is a high-level Qi refining cultivator, can you withstand it?!

Anyway, Wang Twenty-One's first impression of "Fairy Hong" was very bad.

Well, even if she looks like this, she is still full of the atmosphere of the market, Wang Twenty-one is a child of the family, and she thinks she is like this, very vulgar.

In addition, she is also a Qi refining cultivator, why is this woman so arrogant, and she can still make people look at her stars?

He thought it was a liar.

Hmph, pretending, kicked the iron plate this time?

said that in the next moment, the smile on the corner of Wang Twenty-one's mouth froze.

I saw the "old decay" with a red face:

"It's old and reckless, so tomorrow?"

Sheng Hongyi waved his hand: "Tomorrow will not work, I will retreat tomorrow to recuperate." ”

Wang Twenty-one sneered coldly in his heart: What's wrong? Is it so high-sounding to say that you are lazy?

Just open your mouth and say something pretending to be a ghost, where is the loss? Still in retreat?

Vomit!

Unexpectedly, what he felt was not what everyone thought, and the people in line around him ate her and said:

"Fairy Hong is in retreat, wait for the next time you come and we will come back."

The "old decay" also waved his hand again and again:

"It's the old decay that is abrupt, Fairy Hong has a good rest, the old decay lives near here, and then come to line up earlier next time."

In this way, Sheng Hongyi showed a smile, she smiled lightly, the early morning sun just fell on her, the skin on her face was delicate and shiny, and her facial features suddenly became fresh and bright, Wang Twenty-one shook her eyes, and she thought it was a little good-looking?

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the woman was looking down to pick up her black flag, dusty.

His face returned to normal, and he knew that he had just been blinded.

Just when he was stunned, the crowd had actually dispersed, Sheng Hongyi walked out against the crowd, Wang Twenty-one moved his heart and grabbed her.

Sheng Hongyi squinted at the person, she has been setting up a stable stall in this market for more than three years, and since she became famous, no one dared to stop her so abruptly.

Annoyed, she still has to go to the west of the city to grab a wave of cheap two spirit stones and one liter of spirit rice, and she is about to open the market.

She narrowed her eyes, and her voice was already dissatisfied:

"What are you stopping me for?"