Huang Sheng didn't know where this fortune teller came from, and Ma Xingzhou couldn't remember such a person, so he shook his head and said he didn't know.

Xu Xianke spoke: "I'm afraid you haven't heard of it yet, right? Recently, there has been an extremely powerful killer in the underworld, who is a fortune-teller on weekdays, and he is a fortune-teller. It is said that in the battle a few days ago, several killers who had been famous for a long time died at his hands!"

"So ruthless?" Huang Sheng couldn't help but be speechless, and said curiously, "It's easy to understand the price all over the sky, this is not an instant take, but what does it mean?

Xu Xianke waved his hand again and again and said: "No, no, no! This is not counted, it means that once he opens his mouth to tell your fortune, if you don't count, he will take your life!"

Huang Sheng gasped when he heard this!

Ma Xingzhou frowned when he heard this, and his tiger eyes were angry!

He wondered how different such evil thieves were from a thousand people? I don't know how many innocent lives I have in my hands, but no one has taken action to eradicate them, is there a lack of hanging red? When Lao Tzu frees up his hands, he will make you evil and have evil retribution!

In fact, he doesn't have to wait to spare his efforts, does he really have a chance to fight for that hanging red, maybe he will cook him secretly when he finds an opportunity......

Ma Xingzhou pondered like this, but his back was getting colder and colder.

He looked at the pair of thoughtful eyes around him, each with a ghostly child, and thought that even he was thinking like this, then among these people, no matter whether they were competing for the red and having a grudge first, those who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to stab in the back for all kinds of unknown purposes, I am afraid that there are even more people!

It's just that, regardless of these, the ghost counts the Taoist, a villain who kills people without blinking, should be eliminated or eliminated!

Ma Xingzhou was secretly ruthless in his heart, but saw that the ghost did not go to the inn, but went straight to the innkeeper.

At this time, although the proprietor had finished kneeling, he was still standing there, folding his hands, burning incense and praying!

The ghost arithmetic Taoist held a sail in one hand, and bowed to him with the other: "Donor, the poor road is bothered!"

The proprietor was praying earnestly with his eyes closed, and when he heard this, he opened one eye and glanced at it, then closed it again and said, "Dao Chief, the shop is full today, please be early another day!

The ghost arithmetic Taoist smiled and said: "Presumably, the donor is the proprietor here, but the poor road is not here to live in the hotel!"

"Don't you live in a restaurant, there's no place to eat!" The owner simply didn't open an eye this time.

"Don't eat either!"

"Then please, Dao Chief! I still have to burn incense and worship the Buddha here, so I don't have time to greet you!"

This proprietor has no eyes, and if he dares to talk to a ghost teller like this, I'm afraid he won't be able to live!

There are people who recognize ghosts and Taoists next to them, and many of them are sweating for the owner!

Ma Xingzhou was worried that the ghost would be angry and murderous, so he had walked out of the teahouse and came to the street, just pretending to be lively.

However, this ghost Taoist didn't know whether it was good cultivation or deep city, so he didn't have any anger, but still laughed and said: "If the proprietor can take a more look at the signboard of the poor road, he may be willing to listen to the words of the poor road, and it is better to listen to the words of the poor road more than to burn incense and worship the Buddha here!"

The innkeeper heard something meaning, and then opened his eyes and looked at the sail in the hand of the ghost teller......

"Oh, it turns out that the Taoist chief is good at divining fortunes, and he is disrespectful and disrespectful!

"Yes, Poor Dao has this intention, I don't know if the proprietor is willing?"

The ghost told the Taoist question, those who sweated for the owner were even more nervous, and if you wanted the owner, you should calculate it for him, just spend money to buy a life!

"What's the reluctance to do, willing!" Fortunately, the proprietor was quite cooperative, and walked towards the ghost reckoning man as he spoke.

Unexpectedly, before he took two steps, he stopped, looked at the ghost Taoist carefully, and then waved his hand and turned around and said, "Forget it, I still don't count!"

Everyone was busy looking at the face of the ghost teller, but fortunately they didn't kill them on the spot, so they only asked lightly, "Why?"

"Don't blame the Taoist, I always hear people say, this fortune-telling, you have to find the old gentleman, you can see it accurately! Daoist, you are ...... age" The meaning of the owner, in terms of the fortune-telling industry, the age of the ghost Taoist is not convincing.

It's no wonder that this ghost is only in his thirties, with a short beard, and he does have the temperament of a fortune teller, and because of this, the owner really didn't see his profession at the beginning.

"Hahahaha...... "The ghost counter laughed for a while, "This is the most ridiculous thing that Poor Dao has ever heard in his life!"

The proprietor asked curiously, "Oh?

"Those who are mortal with the naked eye will live to be hundreds of years old, and they are just more capable of pretending to be gods and deceiving people's hearts, and those who can communicate with gods are children who can just speak, and they can also break through the heavens with one word!"

"Ahh

Those who were worried about him finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But just when everyone thought that he would save his life by counting a hexagram, he stopped again.

I saw that the proprietor rubbed his hands with a smile and said, "Don't mind the Daoist, I want to ask first, please calculate the Daoist, hehe, the price is ......."

Sure enough, he is a businessman, he has to be careful in everything, and he explains the price in advance, but others suddenly secretly shout bad for him!

This ghost arithmetic is famous for asking for a price, and the price is naturally not low, and the owner has this question, and he is nervous and distressed about the silver, and most of them are reluctant to spend this money, so he does not give the ghost arithmetic Taoist to do this business, so isn't his life going to be taken by others?

Everyone is in their hearts, and the owner's life is at stake!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ma Xingzhou had quietly taken another step closer to the two......

Unexpectedly, the two cold and lightning-like eyes swept over, and it turned out to be a ghost Taoist who was vigilantly looking in his direction!

Ma Xingzhou hurriedly looked away, only pretending to look into the inn.

Fortunately, there were a lot of people who acted like this on the street, and the ghost Taoist didn't seem to be suspicious, but turned back to answer the innkeeper's question.

"If you want to talk about the price of ordinary fortune-telling, if you measure the word, ten taels of silver per word, and look at the appearance of the hexagram, twenty taels at a time, as for the change of luck, it depends on what luck is changed, starting from one hundred taels!"

The owner's chin almost didn't hit the ground, his mouth was open for a long time and he didn't close it, and his eyes were full of horror!

After a long time, he slowly closed his mouth, stroked his throbbing little heart, and forced a smile: "This ...... The price of the Taoist is really ...... Ahh......h

The ghost arithmetic man smiled weirdly and raised his index finger......

Everyone said: Sure enough, are you going to do it?