"It's just right, I'm a little thirsty, so I'm asking my fellow countryman for a glass of water to drink, I don't know if it's possible?" said the fortune teller to Derpy's mother.

"Of course, of course, please come in!" Derpy's mother replied, inviting the fortune teller into the house for a rest.

The fortune teller entered the house in response, and before entering the house, he deliberately placed the signboard of "the world's first god operator" outside the house, and then patted himself lightly from head to toe, just to shoot off those sticky dusts.

As soon as he entered the house, the fortune teller found Xiang Tian who was eating noodles with relish, and said with a slightly surprised expression: "I calculated that there must be a good fate today, but I never thought that it would be in such an inconspicuous small village, God's will!"

Xiang Tian didn't pay attention to the fortune teller, but slowly turned his back and continued to eat noodles leisurely.

"Little guy, since you and I met by fate, why don't you give you a hexagram, how about it?" said the fortune teller with a smile.

Xiang Tian just finished eating noodles at this time, and he was rolling up his sleeves to wipe his mouth, and said, "You are casual, but what mortals are not counting when you are shouting at the door, ordinary people don't estimate?"

"That's what the old man shouted!" said the fortune teller, stroking his beard triumphantly.

"Oh, then you mean I'm not a mortal, I'm not an ordinary person?" Xiang Tian squinted at the fortune teller and sneered.

"Look what you think!" the fortune teller finished speaking, and then began to look at Xiang Tian, and then muttered and pinched his fingers, and at a glance, he really looked like a real fortune teller.

"It's kind of interesting!" Xiang Tian put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, went back to the bed and continued to lie down.

"Life is destined to be a confidant, fate is determined by heaven, not you!" said the fortune teller with a frown and a serious expression.

"Huh?" Xiang Tian began to be curious.

"That is to say, anyone who is friends with you will die because of you!" The fortune teller looked at Xiang Tian and said with a firm look in his eyes: "Moreover, some lives have already been arranged by God, and you can't change them if you want to!"

"Hehe! You know, I've never believed in fate!" Xiang Tian's eyes surged with endless killing intent.

The fortune teller understood, and also laughed and said: "Then I don't know, anyway, I have said everything I should have said, and I didn't say it, of course the time has not come!

With that, the fortune teller departed.

"Little doll, if you have to be obedient, everyone will praise him. The fortune teller laughed: "Little doll, if you don't obey, everyone will kill him!"

A limerick poem came out of his mouth, and the fortune teller picked up the signboard of "the world's first god operator" and walked away.

Soon, a group of children quickly recited the limerick poem.

Xiang Tian didn't pay attention to it on the surface, just quietly closed his eyes and thought about it.

.......

Soon it's going to be night again.

A group of Qingcheng sect disciples flocked to the "Sweet Village"!

Whether it is providence or conspiracy, it is destined to become the cornerstone of climbing to the top of the rivers and lakes, including those friends, lovers and relatives!

Why did the disciples of the Qingcheng faction come here, for Xiangtian, or for something else?

If you want to know what will happen next, please watch the next "No Regrets in This Life"