In the crowd, the old Taoist priest looked at the high-spirited crowd, turned around silently, and prepared to leave, wearing a shabby Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.

But suddenly, a strong wind struck, and the old Taoist priest turned around and saw Qin Jue, who was dressed in red with cloud and thunder patterns, standing quietly behind him.

"You ......"

"Your name is Zhang Yunlei, right?"

The old Taoist priest's eyes widened, and he was a little incredulous: "How do you know my name??" ”

"Ziyang View Zhang Yunlei." Qin Jue nodded, and asked inexplicably: "Forty years of Ziyang Guan cultivation, what famous hall has you cultivated?" ”

Seeing that Qin Jue seemed to know himself very well, the old Taoist priest became nervous, and arched his hand: "It's not as talented as the chief of the general staff, it's ashamed to say that after forty years of penance, he has not been able to learn the slightest Taoism, he can only pretend to be a ghost, tell fortunes and find his way, and occasionally go down the mountain to eat." ”

"Not all Taoist priests are like this."

Qin Jue stretched out his palm casually.

"Since you said you can tell fortunes, then look at me."

The old Taoist priest smiled, nodded in agreement, stretched out his thin fingers and pressed Qin Jue's palm, and observed it matter-of-factly.

Qin Jue was not in a hurry, and looked down at the old Taoist priest with a smile.

Ziyang Guan Zhang Yunlei, a genuine Taoist priest, is also the first old bastard who has pit Qin Jue in his previous life.

In his previous life, Qin Jue was desperate, fled into the mountains, happened to enter the Ziyang Temple, and saw Zhang Yunlei who was a fairy wind bone, and was immediately shocked, and knelt down to worship the mountain gate for three days and three nights in a row, before he was able to worship the Ziyang Temple and get a corner of the breath.

It's just that later, Qin Jue found out that Zhang Yunlei, the old bastard, actually didn't know anything, and the Dao talismans he drew were useless, but he still pretended to be a master of the world all day long, so Qin Jue was stupid enough to carry water and firewood for him.

At this moment, watching Zhang Yunlei touching his palm to tell fortunes, Qin Jue only felt a little funny.

This old bastard still looks like a ghost.

It's just that suddenly, the old Taoist priest opened his eyes and looked at Qin Jue with a frown, as if he had seen some clues.

Qin Juepi smiled and said, "What's the matter, the Dao Leader has seen my fate?" ”

The old Taoist priest didn't speak, and hurriedly touched Qin Jue's palm again, his expression was even more inexplicably nervous, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his head.

This old bastard still plays a full set of ......

Qin Jue was not in a hurry, he did not urge, and waited with a smile.

"Impossible..... How is this possible...... Nest! How is this possible, how can there be such a fate in the world!! ”

The old Taoist priest shouted.

Qin Jue pretended to be very flustered, but his eyes were very playful.

This old bastard loved to pretend to be a ghost like this in his previous life, and deceived himself into carrying water and firewood for him for three months, and his hands and feet were grinding out a thick layer of blood cocoons.

"Dao Chief, what's wrong with me!" Qin Jue asked in a panic, his eyes calm and playful.

The old Taoist priest swallowed his saliva, looked at Qin Jue in a daze, and said in a trembling voice: "Your fate is broken......

"Oh? Are you saying I'm going to die violently someday? ”

"No, no, no! I don't mean that your future destiny will be broken, but that your destiny will befall you....... It's broken. ”

The old Taoist's voice became lower and lower.

"It's like...... You weren't born in a mother's womb, but out of thin air......"

The wind seemed to be quiet, and Qin never spoke, only the noise of the nearby crowd echoed in the ears of the old Taoist.

The old Taoist priest was puzzled, he kept scratching his head, messy, lice kept popping out of his sticky hair, and he stretched out his hand to grab Qin Jue's palm again.

"I may have mistaken it."

"Such a fate is at all."

"Immortals are all born and raised, let alone people."

"I'll take a look again, I'll look again, I should ...... when I look away"

Qin Jue didn't stretch out his hand, but just glanced at the old Taoist priest with deep meaning, then turned to leave, waved his hand and said, "Pretending to be a ghost, talking nonsense, you go find someone else." ”

Looking at Qin Jue's back, the old Taoist grinned and waved his hand: "I must have seen it wrong!" ”

"You don't know how to tell fortunes at all."

Qin Jue left here, but the sun was setting, and on his face illuminated by the remnant sun, his eyes were gloomy to the point of being terrifying at an angle that no one could see.

This old Taoist priest has deceived me.

Seeing Qin Jue leaving, the old Taoist priest grinned for a long time before slowly retracting his smile, looking at his hands with a frown, constantly recalling the fate he had just calculated.

"There is no fate in the first half of his life, it seems to appear out of thin air, even immortals can't be like this, the so-called chief of the national general staff......"

The old Taoist priest danced wildly, raised his eyes, and watched Qin Jue gradually leave his field of vision as he watched him.

.......

Dragon City has a large river that runs through the whole city from south to north.

Many people died in the city, and the fierce people of Longcheng threw the corpses into the Longjiang River for simple disposal.

On the shore, vehicles disposing of corpses come and go.

Far away from the hustle and bustle, the water and grass are vigorous, Li Yuqing squatted by the river in a daze, the blonde hair behind her head was blown into a handful of dumb hairs by the river wind, and her eyes were empty and blank.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded.

"Didn't you say that you won't go back to Dragon City even if you die?"

Qin Jue stopped, stood behind Li Yuqing, and asked lightly.

Li Yuqing hurriedly touched her face, a few tears drifted away in the wind, she showed that flattering look again, and said cautiously: "When I was picking up garbage, I saw my brother leaving Jiangcheng with people, so I followed ......"

"Picking up trash?"

"No food ......"

"Doesn't the army give food to civilians?"

"Not enough to eat..... Li Yuqing's face quickly turned red, and whispered: "But I will eat less in the future....."

Li Yuqing touched her stomach, in fact, she also had a headache about her large amount of food.

In the past, when she was in school, those girls were always full after eating noodles, but she could eat three bowls in a row, and she could also serve five large chicken legs.

Because of the amazing amount of food, Li Yuqing often sat in the corner of the restaurant, eating all the food silently alone, for fear of arousing other people's strange eyes.

Qin Jue looked at Li Yuqing helplessly, thinking to himself how could the angry King Kong be so naïve.

"No, follow me in the future, eat well, and you won't be hungry."

Qin Jue suddenly threw out this sentence.

Li Yuqing was stunned for two seconds before she reacted, and her face was even more rosy with excitement: "I, me, I...... Can I follow my brother? ”

Looking at the angry eyes of Han Han, Qin Jue smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand, stroked someone else's head for the first time, he rubbed Li Yuqing's blonde hair, and said softly: "Such a fool, it is difficult to live in this world now." ”

Li Yuqing retorted weakly: "I'm not naïve, I'm very smart, when I pick up garbage, I always pick up food that hasn't expired......"

Qin Jue laughed and asked, "Has the hatred with your father Zhao Qinglong reached the point of not sharing the sky?" ”