Now he can be sure that the other party is indeed a cultivator, otherwise how could an ordinary person run here in the blink of an eye, and still carry such a big living person as himself?

"Little brother, I think you should also see it, that's right, the old man is also a cultivator, my name is Jiang Sangua. Seeing that it was safe, the old man opened his horse and sat down on it to face Xia Long and said.

Xia Long was a little familiar when he heard this name, and was stunned for a moment, before he blurted out, "Your name is Jiang Sangua?

"You know me?" Jiang Sangua was obviously a little surprised.

"Senior Jiang, I'm Xia Long. Xia Long smiled bitterly.

"Are you Xia Xiaoyou?" Jiang Sangua was also stunned when he heard this, and then stroked his palms and laughed, "Hahahahaha, it seems that it is really fate, Xia Xiaoyou, I didn't expect us to meet in such a way." ”

"yes, I didn't expect that either. Xia Long said with a weak heart.

After all, he had beaten Jiang Sangua away just now, and he still hit his face.

Listening to the people in the group, the strength of Jiang Sangua's predecessors has always been a mystery, but at least it is above the fifth order, and it is like playing with himself.

If the other party deliberately retaliates, then can you still have a good one?

"Strange. At this time, Jiang Sangua suddenly stopped laughing, frowned and muttered, "No, I calculated before that I had no chance of intersecting with Xia Xiaoyou, how could we meet?"

Xia Long on the side swallowed his saliva - big guy, don't you have a B count for your own ability to calculate hexagrams?

"Forget it, no matter what. Jiang Sangua shook his head, "Xia Xiaoyou, since we can meet here today, it can be regarded as fate, why don't I count a hexagram for you?"

"No, no, no, no. Xia Long's heart couldn't help but jump when he heard this.

If you ask you to tell fortunes, isn't that looking for death?

"Why is Xia Xiaoyou so restrained, everyone is in a group, and they are so fateful, or is Xiaoyou unable to trust me?" Jiang Sangua said.

I can't believe your hexagrams!

Xia Long said secretly.

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to say so when he killed Xia Long, otherwise the other party would be annoyed and angry, and he would really be cold.

"How... Then it will trouble Senior Jiang. Xia Longqiang said with a smile.

Jiang Sangua seemed to like to tell people hexagrams, and when he saw Xia Long agree, he regained a smile on his face, and then took out three one-yuan coins and handed them to Xia Long, "Throw them on the ground." ”

Xia Long silently took the coin and threw it on the ground, but his heart was so slumped.

This is also called fortune telling?

I can't bear to look at your humble one!

How about you swap coins for copper coins, bastard!

In Xia Long's inner roar, Jiang Sangua picked up the coin on the ground, and then closed his eyes and pondered for a while.

"Your hexagram this time is very good, not much different from the one I gave you the divination before, but there is a hint of evil omen lingering, you have to be more careful. Jiang Sangua opened his eyes and said to Xia Long.

And in Xia Long's heart, it is a galloping horse.

If you look at this hexagram the other way around, isn't it risking your own survival?

"It's okay, if you're worried, I can send you a few talismans. Jiang Sangua said and took out another handful of rune paper from his pocket and handed it to Xia Long, "You can stick these runes at home, and put the rest on your body."

"Is that all right for me?" Xia Long asked, taking the rune paper.

"No, so that you don't die in vain when something happens. "Jiang Sangua is serious and authentic.

Xia Long: "......"

Jiang Sangua's words made Xia Long, who was not in a beautiful mood, feel the urge to run violent at the moment.

If it weren't for the fact that his strength didn't allow it, Xia Long would definitely take out the Xuanyuan dagger and try how sharp it was.

But after thinking about the gap between his own strength and the other party, Xia Long still held back, and forcibly showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Then, that's really a senior......"

"Xia Xiaoyou is too polite. Jiang Sangua didn't seem to notice Xia Long's strange appearance, and smiled, "Okay, Xia Xiaoyou, it's time for me to leave, Xihua City has not been peaceful recently, you have to be more careful." ”

After saying that, Jiang Sangua hugged his fist at Xia Long, picked up the Mazha on the ground, and disappeared into the wall.

What's more, it's not peaceful, the hexagram you just calculated, I feel that the entire Xihua City is full of malice towards me!

Xia Long sighed, he suddenly felt that it was really a wrong decision for him to come out for a walk today.

Knowing this, Xia Long would rather stay at home and watch Ao Cai demolish the house.

Forget it, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, since you can't change the facts, you can only bear it silently.

Xia Long still doesn't believe it, in Xihua City, there are still problems that he can't solve?

Thinking of this, Xia Long's mood was much better.

At this time, it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening, and Xia Long's stomach began to growl.

Well, it's time to grab a bite to eat.

After looking around, Xia Long saw a store that said "Little Red Riding Hood Fried Skewers", and the business seemed to be very good, and there was something strange in his heart.

That's it.

Xia Long walked in and found that there were really many people inside, the four clerks in the store were busy, and the air-conditioned room was still sweaty, but they all had satisfied smiles on their faces.

Obviously, they are enjoying the feeling of being busy, as long as they can make money, it doesn't matter if they are tired.

This is the daily life of ordinary people.

While thinking about it, Xia Long took several skewers in the dazzling pantry, at least more than a hundred.

This scene also stunned the diners present, and their eyes kept looking at Xia Long, thinking that Xia Long was preparing to record a video.

Xia Long didn't care about this, just told the boss to pack more spicy, then found a corner and quietly played with his mobile phone.

The people who came here to eat were all in groups of three or five, in order to drink and have fun, and talk to each other about the interesting things in each other's lives.

"Huh... Are you Xia Long?" Just as Xia Long was looking at all kinds of nonsensical news to relieve his boredom, a voice came from in front of him.

Xia Long raised his head, and on the table opposite him, five young people were looking at him, three men and two women, who looked about the same age as him.

To Xia Long's surprise, the two girls on the other side were actually very familiar.

"Huh?" Xia Long blinked, and the information of the two women in front of him quickly appeared in his mind.

These two are Xia Long's classmates in high school, a tall and thin girl with a pair of rimless glasses named Chen Wen, who was a student bully in the class that year, and her academic performance is one of the best in Xia Long's original school.

And Chen Wen's personality is also very good, often help some classmates around her, take the initiative to help them make up classes, etc., she is very popular in school, and was escorted to Jingqing University in Beijing before the college entrance examination, a first-class university in China.