Chapter Twenty-Six: A Thousand Images of Illusion, Who Forgets First (II)
"Coincidentally, you can also tell fortunes in the next place!" Si Ming sat down at the fortune-telling booth and smiled.
"Childe is not here to tell fortunes, he is here to smash the field. The fortune teller shook the paper on the desk, raised his eyebrows, and made a sure conclusion.
Si Ming hadn't encountered such a fun thing for a long time, and she saw that this fortune teller was a handsome young man, who looked gentle as jade, and had a good temper, so Si Ming's old mistake was committed again, so it was logical that he paid attention to teasing and teasing this person again, so Si Ming sat there and didn't leave.
It is because of this incident that Si Ming understands a truth, people who look good-tempered on the outside are not necessarily good-tempered, and everything must be seen through the phenomenon to make themselves invincible.
"If the son is not a fortune teller, please move, don't block the stall, just occupy the position, the people behind me will find me to tell your fortune!"
"Someone in the back, uh, is there anyone in the back?" Si Ming immediately turned his head to look at it, but he didn't see anyone, and then turned his head to look at the fortune teller, and said with a smile: "No one, it seems that you only have my business today, hehe." Si Ming propped his chin and looked at the person in front of him with a smile.
I saw the handsome man in front of him with a helpless look, as if he took a deep breath, Si Ming pretended not to see it, don't spontaneously be a nymphomaniac, only to hear the man's deliberately suppressed voice in his ears: "Okay, son, what do you want to count, is it a word test or a hexagram?"
"My son doesn't measure words, and he doesn't look at hexagrams. Si Ming smiled.
"Is that boy really here to smash the field?" asked the man in front of him in a low voice.
"Mr. is serious, but my son passed by here, and happened to see Mr. setting up a stall here, and he also happened to have some skills in fortune-telling, so when I saw Mr., I couldn't help but ...... it."
After all, Si Ming is also a civil official in the sky, and she is also easy to use this kind of etiquette of chewing words and chewing words, but I saw her grinning and talking about the purpose of her coming here.
"Do you want to compare fortune telling with me? Hehe, Childe, I advise you to give up as soon as possible, I have calculated all the fate of this mortal in the world!
Si Minghao looked at him with a look of victory in his hand, and the heart of victory and defeat was spontaneous.
"You say that you can count the lives of all the people in this world? In this way, this son doesn't want you to count everyone's lives, you can count it" Saying this, Si Ming stopped, she stretched out her neck and swept towards the street, and then used her fingers to point and gesturing again, and finally pointed at a beggar who was squatting on the ground on the side of the street.
Yes, it's just a beggar, a down-and-out beggar with a yellow face, thin skin, ragged clothes, and an old and stiff appearance.
Si Ming pointed to the beggar and said to the person in front of him: "My son will compete with you against that beggar, calculate his fate, whoever wins must promise the other party one thing, and cannot shirk." ”
"Deal!" the two stood up and high-fived each other.
In this way, the relationship between Si Ming and Bai Feng began.
As we all know, Si Ming is the star official of the lord's life and death, and has the ability and arrangement of the lord's life and death for the mortal beings, and the mortal life of the Three Realms is all derived from the book of heavenly life, born in the pen of Si Ming, and then will appear in the book of life and death of the netherworld.
It is said that at that time, Si Ming just changed a few strokes in the book at will, and in an instant, the life of the person in the Nine Shadows Life and Death Book also changed. Naturally, Si Ming was destined to be the winner.
It's just that the down-and-out beggar was cheaper, he was originally a beggar's ear, but because of the bet between the immortals, he changed his fate in an instant, and he actually jumped into the dragon gate and became the founding emperor of a generation.
Who said that my fate is up to me, not to heaven? It should be that heaven is ruthless and regards all things as dogs.
But this result was a surprise to Bai Feng, who was the Netherworld, unbelievable, he repeatedly called out that it was impossible and impossible, and he didn't believe that he would lose, and in a fit of anger, he exposed his identity, summoned the book of life and death, and checked it himself, and finally found that he had indeed lost.
Then, Bai Feng finally guessed the identity of the young man in front of him, and repeatedly called her cheating, and the competition just now was uncountable. And Si Ming's temper is also very stubborn, and he will definitely not do it.
Then, as you can imagine, there is no agreement on the lips, so the only way to solve it is to use direct force.
Didn't the two teenagers fight openly on the streets of the world? This fight was really dark and dark for a long time, and the two of them fought from the human world to the Yellow Spring, from the Yellow Spring to the Yama Palace, and finally from the Yama Palace to the Nine Hells.
Afterwards, even Si Ming herself had to admire herself, and she felt that this was the most hearty fight she had since she was a child.
Hehe, in fact, she thinks that the main thing is that the other party is not bad, and it is forbidden to fight, of course, Si Ming will definitely not admit that she was also beaten lightly.
Now Si Ming is surrounded by firelight, feeling that all the fire is in his heart, this feeling is too much like the Nine Hells, if it wasn't for Bai Feng back then, I am afraid that I will not be able to survive the burning of hell.
Back then, Si Ming was just a Shang Immortal, and she naturally needed the help of the Netherworld Si Bai Feng.
But now, Si Ming has already ascended to the gods, and the divine power is naturally incomparable.
I saw Si Ming concentrating on casting spells, and a white circle of light immediately appeared around him, forcibly blocking all those fires out of the circle and dissolving them.
Seeing that the firelight had almost disappeared, Si Ming decisively closed the law, flicked his sleeves lightly and stood with his hands, his whole body was full of immortals, and no part of his body was touched by the flames, which was really powerful.
Where the hell is it, why does it feel like he's been gone for so long, the man hasn't shown up yet, why, is there something wrong?
Si Ming raised his eyes and looked around, the surrounding environment had already changed, fireworks were flying on all sides, the flames were scorching, it was no longer the original phantom pool, could it be that this was another illusion? For a while, Si Ming's thoughts were mixed, and many questions filled his heart, one after another.
Where the hell is this? This is the first question that the priest must figure out.
I saw Si Ming throw the ink pen in the air, and a white light shot out from between his fingers, all of which were poured into the ink pen, and in an instant, the things in the air expanded a lot, becoming bigger and bigger, and they could accommodate ten people.
I saw Si Ming bundle his skirt, leap up, and move forward. Don't underestimate Si Ming's ink pen, don't look at its dark and swarthy body, but it can dominate the life and death of the common people, and has the power to create the world, so Si Ming's ink pen is also respected as the pen of creation in the mortal theater.
The book says that this pen is formed by accumulating the essence of the sun and the moon of heaven and earth, and it has its own spiritual sense, and one day and earth gave birth to a fairy fetus, and happened to be born next to the ink pen, and the ink pen looked at it, and found that this thing was very consistent with his own breath, so he stayed by Si Ming's side every step from then on.
The book also said that the pen of the ink pen is also extraordinary, it is the heaven and earth spirit stone, so the ink pen of the order is very different from the ordinary bamboo pen, the ink pen of the order can be said to be as heavy as the stone, and the person who does not identify it, no one can afford it, and this ink pen has identified the name of the person from the beginning, so now the person who can afford to hold the ink pen and can drive it, between heaven and earth, now there is only one person.