Terrans like the gods, a long time ago, it may have been bragging, and then it was a compliment.

So far... It's a bit of a self-depravity.

The human race, which can travel freely through different worlds, already has countless abilities and abilities for the entire group, has seen immeasurable deeds, and has witnessed many momentary protagonists.

Therefore, there is such a sentence circulating on the Internet.

Those who can fight are not as good as those who can run, those who can run are not as good as those who can be counted, those who can be counted are still invincible, and those who are hard are not as good as those who are open...

In a word, alive.

As long as people are alive, there is hope, even if there is only one hair left after being crushed by the enemy, if the consciousness is still there and there is no death, then there is a chance to do it again.

If you die, you are really dead, and everything is over.

Therefore, the second character template 'Shang Liang' chosen by Feng Linwan is not skilled in martial arts and does not know internal skills. Only a superb divination and fortune-telling.

It is such an ability that requires 1,500 trust points to be truly concrete.

And this is the result of Feng Linwan's discount after adding a lot of 'small details' and 'small personalities' to Shang Liang.

At present, Feng Linwan's trust value is not up to standard, so he naturally has no ability to divinate and fortune-telling, but he knows the plot!

Specific to some tricks that have no sense of existence, about their life trajectories, life experiences and what they are about to encounter, of course, Feng Linwan has no way to know in detail. There is no information that will be so detailed that the fate of the most innocuous passer-by A in a world is listed in detail.

Thinking of this, a string in Feng Linwan's mind suddenly tightened, but the inspiration passed quickly and disappeared without a trace.

He didn't care.

Because the information only exists in the main line and the synopsis of the event, Feng Linwan can't disguise himself as a real god stick, and rely on telling fortunes for others to make a name for himself... What's more, even if it could, it would only be six days in the world. If you don't get involved in the biggest whirlpool in the world and exert your strength at the core, how can you become famous in the world in a short period of time?

Getting back to the point, Feng Linwan had already picked up the chopstick holder on the table.

Then he held it in his hand and shook it gently.

The proprietress originally refused to say that she was on her lips, and seeing that Feng Linwan was obviously serious, but she didn't even have a guy to eat, she still couldn't help but say: "Childe is very interesting, turtle plates, copper coins, hanging signs, and holy grails are the same." Now he is using this bamboo chopsticks as a sign, delusional and vain, isn't he ridiculing the slave family?"

Feng Linwan shook his head, and said serious nonsense: "These bamboo chopsticks are what my sister uses on weekdays. Eating and drinking with my sister every day, and dipping some of my sister's elixir and jade liquid, it can be regarded as connected to my sister's life. Now the younger brother, since he wants to ask for his sister's fortune, he should take things that are closely related to his sister. ”

Almost subconsciously, it is not out of his own heart, but from the sequelae of the personality, Feng Linwan opened his mouth and added a sentence: "But sister, my divination is a matter of leaking the heavens, if it is not allowed, it will be just, if it is a fluke, please don't be stingy, and give a little reward afterwards, divided into three parts, one is to respect the sky, two is to respect the earth, and the third is to respect the ancestor who appreciates the food..." ”

"Dare to ask my sister if she asks about her future or marriage?"

This is the means, and it is also the routine, which does not give people the choice of rejection at all, but directly skips the choice of yes and no and moves on to the next stage.

It's like a lot of restaurants, as long as you walk in, the waiter will never ask you if you want to eat here, but directly ask you whether you want to eat hot pot or stir-fry...

The proprietress frowned slightly.

I can't tell if I'm upset or if I don't take it to heart.

He just said lightly: "That's it, you can forget it! If you get it, I'll give you benefits, what?"

"And... Ask about marriage!" I don't know if it's an illusion, but on the boss's cheeks, a wisp of red light quickly swept by.

Bai Xiaosong looked at it from the side, only to feel a little inexplicable, scratched his head, and finally didn't say anything. didn't feel at all that his protagonist's limelight had been snatched away by Feng Linwan's gang unconsciously.

Whoa!

A bamboo chopstick flew out and landed on the table.

Feng Linwan groped with his fingers for the bamboo chopsticks.

The face changed several times.

Then he suddenly broke the bamboo chopsticks and fell heavily to the ground.

With a depressed face, he raised his head and said to the proprietress: "That's it! Sister! It's me who is still good at learning and art, and I am ashamed of my grandfather, and I am rude today... In the future, I will find a way to make amends for my sister's sins. ”

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Feng Linwan: What are you doing?

Of course it is... So it's a mystery.

It's like a math problem.

You cheat and look at the answer, and then write the answer directly in the result, when the teacher marks the paper, nine times out of ten will suspect that you copied the answer, and the consequences are quite bad.

But if you pretend to be esoteric and scribble a lot of calculations, add a lot of formulas to them, and then paste the correct answer at the end. So unless the teacher is so idle, he has to carefully check the students' homework one by one, as well as the operation rules of each step. Otherwise... In most cases, it is possible to get through the trick and confuse the real with the fake.

Divination with chopsticks, although there is a saying, but the process is a little simple.

So Feng Lin Wan is adding drama to himself.

Sure enough, even an old man like the proprietress didn't expect that a little guy with such a pure white and innocent little face would have so many twists and turns in his stomach.

She looked at Feng Linwan's ever-changing face and her expression of wanting to speak and stopping, but she had a little more bad guesses about the answers to the divination, as well as the urgency to know the 'truth'.

"You, go out first!" The proprietress looked a little darker, turned her head to Bai Xiaosong, who was still watching the play, still didn't understand how far the plot had progressed, and was full of ignorance.

Bai Xiaosong stood up suddenly, threw a 'self-begging' look at Feng Linwan, and then walked away lightly.

There is no mud and water.

Regardless of his future, the achievements will be high.

The current white Komatsu··· can only be regarded as a child who has not grown up.

After all, he hadn't even seen a woman's hair, so what was it if it wasn't a child?

The red dress is flying, and the beautiful legs are slender.

Under the red candle, the white is dazzling.

And even more dazzling than the snow-white jade leg is a scimitar that is close to the thigh and tied to the thigh with a cowhide rope.

The knife was still hidden in its scabbard, but the edge was already spitting.

"What did you calculate?" the proprietress is no longer charming at the moment, she is just a female bandit, perhaps... This is who she really is.

The slender, snow-white, straight thighs could not reduce the threatening atmosphere at the moment.

It's like, if a beautiful woman with a red body and even trying her best to tease you is aiming her scissors at your little monk. At this time, no matter what kind of effort the beauty makes, I think it is difficult for a normal man to have any more reverie.

Of course, if you have to raise the bar and say that there is... Then friend, your mind is dangerous, your orientation is strange, and you are good and precious.

In the face of the threat, Feng Linwan raised his head, looked at the proprietress 'stubbornly', and stopped talking a few times with his neck twisted.

But under the slightly reddened eyes of the proprietress and the 'threat' of water overflowing from the corners of her eyes, she finally sighed and said: "Yanshan is full of snow, and the blue river is dry." The snow in Yanshan has been falling for three years, but it is only white, and the tide of the Blue River rises and falls countless times, but it will never dry up. The impossible promise he left behind, then naturally it is impossible to come back. ”