Ma Feizi and Zhang Ya have also met at the Rotten Ke Card Meeting.

The picture of the baboon flicking its tail back then was impressive.

But that's all, compared to the other disciple of the Pot Sect who is not among the Twelve Golden Immortals, the Antarctic Immortal, Zhang Ya and Ma Feizi are not very familiar.

And vice versa, Ma Feizi is not familiar with Zhang Ya.

With his modest Taoism, it is naturally impossible to see through Zhang Ya's changes, and the old god is still sitting in front of the fortune-telling booth, looking like a master in the world.

In just half a day, this fortune teller stall has already done a prosperous business.

It seems that Ma Feizi, the senior brother's business level and management level, has completely exploded Jiang Ziya's two streets.

However, after careful inquiry, Zhang Ya realized that he was wrong to blame Lao Jiang, and it turned out that people were engaged in unfair competition.

The people gathered here, this old way must be one aspect, and more importantly, he does not charge money for fortune telling.

Things that don't charge money have always been welcomed by uncles and aunts, and it's really not accurate.

A large group of people surrounded Ma Feizi, desperately trying to ask the old fairy to calculate a hexagram for him.

Ma Feizi randomly clicked a few lucky people, and simply pinched his fingers to make their past and bad luck clear, and slowly said that everything could not be fulfilled, and the scene became more enthusiastic for a while.

At this time, Ma Feizi seemed to have just noticed Fei Zhong who was watching him, and arched his hand: "But Doctor Fei Zhong in person?"

Hearing that it was the traitor Fei Zhong, the people gave up a vacant land.

However, Fei Zhong was also surprised in his heart.

In order not to stage a bad scene of cleaning the street tiger in front of the descendants of the Zhang family, he specially wore an ordinary clothes.

didn't expect that even so, his identity was still broken by that person.

It seems that this old man has some ability?

Fei Zhong subconsciously looked at the side, but there was still the shadow of Zhang Ya.

Looking at it again, Zhang Ya had already come to Ma Feizi's side.

Zhang Ya asked with a smile: "This Taoist leader, maybe ask about marriage?"

Ma Feizi frowned.

His goal today is, of course, to be the court doctor Fei Zhong.

He didn't come down the mountain to make money by setting up a broken stall, but wanted to use it as a means to make friends with the powerful, and finally get the opportunity to enter the palace and face the saint.

For civilians, it is just a matter of using some small tricks to make them worship, and then build momentum for themselves.

If you endlessly tell the fortunes of civilians, isn't it a waste of time to put the cart before the horse?

However, at this time, Fei Zhong also seemed to walk to the stall with great interest, and began to cooperate with Zhang Ya without a teacher.

"I see that this little brother has lofty eyebrows, and his elegant temperament reveals a trace of delicacy and uninhibitedness, and there is maturity and stability on his angular face.

Such a strange man, I also want to know his fate, the Taoist might as well count a hexagram for him. ”

Hearing Fei Zhong say this, Ma Feizi nodded noncommittally.

It is also a very simple thing to be left and right, so it is good to be a favor, and it can be regarded as further showing your strength.

So Ma Feizi glanced at Zhang Ya disappreliantly.

The heavenly court is full, and the forehead is round, and he is a man of great wealth and nobility.

Suddenly, he was stunned, and he saw that the other party's forehead seemed to flash, and there was nothing unusual in an instant.

Shaking his head, Ma Feizi only thought that he was dazzled, and secretly said that he had not walked down the mountain for a long time, and he was actually in a trance.

He smiled and said to Zhang Ya, "Little donor, please stretch out your palm." ”

The people Ma Feizi before only saw the clues at a glance, but the young man in front of him couldn't see clearly.

But this is also normal, there are always some people with great luck, and the blessings are thick, and they can't be seen through at a glance.

Thinking about it, the young man in front of him is not a blessing, so let's do the math, if the bone life wheel is really wonderful, wouldn't it be beautiful to accept it and be a boy under his own seat?

This time the Great Examination of the Gods, but also to test their second-generation disciples, but also to test the third-generation disciples under them.

If there are a few seedlings that are good, you can also share a part of the opportunity.

Zhang Ya nodded, and spread out his palm as he said, only to see that this palm was white and slender, without half a cocoon, and it was a nobleman's hand at a glance.

Ma Feizi was about to start grabbing it, but Su Xiaoji, a maid who had never had a sense of existence, stepped forward and brushed away Ma Feizi's dirty hands.

To say that Su Xiaoji's country is beautiful and fragrant, it is a walking hormone, so naturally he can't show his head in the market.

She wore a hat and veil, but it was still difficult to completely hide that beauty.

Su Xiaoji took out the disinfectant and sprayed it violently on Yun Zhongzi's old hand, then took out a handkerchief like a shoeshine and wiped it with disgust, and finally threw it on the side of the road like a handkerchief used by a tuberculosis ghost.

Zhang Ya's brows moved, and he said unhappily and angrily: "Su Xiaoji, how does the principal usually teach you? Do you remember the school rules?"

Su Xiaoji stuck out his tongue and said, "Article 16 of the school rules, do not litter confetti, and litter must be classified ......"

Zhang Ya shouted angrily: "Do you know that you still don't admit punishment?"

Su Xiaoji stretched out his little hand pitifully, the same white and delicate.

However, Zhang Ya did not pity the jade, he took out the ring ruler from his arms, and slapped it twice in Su Xiaoji's palm.

Su Xiaoji let out a cry of pain.

After doing all this, Zhang Ya stretched out his palm again and said to the stunned Ma Feizi: "Dao has been waiting for a long time, let's start!"

Ma Feizi blinked, didn't show Zhang Ya his palmistry, but secretly glanced at Su Xiaoji.

It's not that he's lustful, but that he's suspicious.

Su Xiaoji has a little white tiger dormant in his body, and the gossip seal used by Xiao Huangmao is obviously not a high-end product, and it is normal to occasionally reveal some white tiger breath.

In Ma Feizi's eyes, Su Xiaoji's gestures exuded a strong demonic aura.

It's just that as a second-generation disciple of the Pot Sect, Ma Feizi doesn't look at the difference between shemales and shemales so purely.

Although the Pot Sect looks down on those who wear fur and horns, and have oviparous wetting, this does not mean that middle and high-level immortals like Ma Feizi do not know the power of the big demon.

The breath of the holy beast white tiger is so domineering, although it is only the breath of a half-demon, and it is still underage, but it is not comparable to ordinary monsters.

In Ma Feizi's opinion, the demonic energy revealed by Su Xiaoji has been extremely pure.

This woman who hides her face must be a giant demon of the world!

Don't be an enemy at this time.

In an instant, Ma Feizi made a decision in his heart.

Of course, this is not to say that Ma Fei, who is carrying several heavy treasures in the Jade Void Palace, is not really afraid of Su Xiaoji.

It's just that he doesn't want to conflict with it, and it's just a big thing to compete for luck on the list.

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