In the next three or four days, Chen Jinnian and the others were making intense and thorough preparations. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info learned about the situation in the Dead Realm Heavenly Prison and the dangers they would face, and they were all making preparations.

Chen Jinnian and Huang Zipao were both born in a family of famous generals, pursued a vigorous and resolute style, and pursued not to fight unprepared battles. When the four days passed, when they were all ready, they were finally on their way.

They are all dressed as demons and gone out of the city.

Chen Jinnian, Huang Zipao, Yunyun, Yeyue Shi, as well as Qin Xianming, Li Feng, and Ge Xunyi are a total of seven people. They are all dressed up as demon clans, and they have left the city in batches, and they have agreed to pass the demon clan defense on the periphery of the dead domain, and they will meet before the death dungeon.

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Chen Jinnian is still dressed as the tiger demon clan before, walking alone on the post road. He walked leisurely, like a very comfortable little tiger demon.

"Ask the immortal to ask, just one hexagram!"

"Ask the immortal to ask, just one hexagram!"

The clear sound spreads leisurely on the post road, which is particularly eye-catching.

An old man with white hair came leisurely, holding a small turtle in his hand. But it was the little turtle shouting.

Chen Jinnian just didn't hear it and continued to walk.

The old man also had the attitude of taking the bait, and he did not set up signboards, nor did he stop the demon clan from asking for business.

But when he saw Chen Jinnian, he immediately smiled and even walked over with a flattering smile, and said to Chen Jinnian: "Fellow Daoist, do you want to count a hexagram?"

The literati under the heavens can be called literary friends if they call the channel with a friendly attitude, and if the humans, demons, and barbarians are also friendly to each other, they can be called Taoist friends. Asking the Friends of the Immortals, although it is just a simple title, Chen Jinnian's demeanor is vigilant.

Chen Jinnian is now dressed up as a tiger demon clan, and through careful dressing, it is impossible for ordinary demon clans to see through Chen Jinnian's disguise just by looking at it.

Although the two demon and barbarian clans usually refer to each other as "Taoist friends", the old man's "Taoist friends" may not have seen through Chen Jinnian's identity.

But Chen Jinnian obviously wouldn't be so optimistic, whether it was the old man or the little turtle in the old man's hand, it gave him a strange feeling. This feeling made Chen Jinnian very sure, whether it was an old man or a little turtle, he saw through his identity as a human race.

Therefore, Chen Jinnian said with a smile: "I don't believe in hexagrams, don't bother with the elderly." ”

Chen Jinnian was testing the old man's attitude.

In fact, the universal values of the human race and the demon race are the same, that is, the human race and the demon race cannot coexist under the sky. However, there are some strange beings in both the shemale races who do not agree with this value.

Chen Jinnian was testing the old man's attitude to see if the old man hated the human race.

"Although you don't believe in hexagrams, I am curious about your fate. I don't know if it's convenient for Daoyou to let the old man calculate a hexagram for you?" the old man said with a smile, and the little turtle also looked at Chen Jinnian with a bright eye.

Chen Jinnian groaned and said, "Do you calculate hexagrams?"

In fact, literati were already good at divination, and several of the six ways of the literati had special ways of divination. But the demon clan's fortune telling, especially the method used by such a strange existence as the old man, Chen Jinnian didn't know.

"It doesn't take time, just touch this little turtle of mine. The old man said with a smile.

"Touch the little turtle?" Chen Jinnian was puzzled and said, "Elder, but the kid stated in advance that the kid doesn't believe in hexagrams." So, if anything bad happens to me after touching your little turtle, don't bother the kid!"

Chen Jinnian not only didn't believe it, but his life was first covered up by his father, and then by Xianwenshi. Under this double cover, no one under this sky can calculate his life at all!

The old man's way of divination is to use the little turtle to count, and the little turtle is a living creature. If you vainly probe Chen Jinnian's life, I am afraid that you will encounter a backlash. This kind of backlash, the little turtle may not be able to withstand it.

"Don't worry! The ancestor of my little turtle has carried the "Heluo Book" on his back. The old man said with a smile.

The Book of Heluo was written by the sages of the human race and the only emperor, Emperor Xi. It is rumored that after the "Heluo Book" was written by Emperor Xi, a turtle was born.

Then, the ancestor of the little turtle in the old man's hand is actually the turtle?

"Good. Chen Jinnian nodded and asked, "Then where do I want to touch the little turtle?"

"Back!"

The old man said, handing out the little turtle. The little turtle lay on the old man's palm, revealing its back.

"This?" Looking at the back of the little turtle, Chen Jinnian's face showed surprise.

The back of the baby turtle is not neatly divided into several pieces like other turtles, but is extremely messy. And the texture of the back of the little turtle is criss-crossed, and there is a strange but in line with the feeling of the avenue.

And there is an inexplicable brilliance, slightly emanating.

Chen Jinnian stretched out his right hand and was about to put it on the back of the little turtle, but was stopped by the old man, who said, "I want my left hand." ”

Men on the left and women on the right, this is basic common sense. Chen Jinnian smiled and put the palm of his left hand on the back of the little turtle.

Call!

When Chen Jinnian's hand was placed on the back of the little turtle, the texture on his palm suddenly glowed, corresponding to the texture on the back of the little turtle.

As this light lit up, Chen Jinnian felt that there was something strange in his body being probed. As the feeling of being probed became stronger and stronger, Chen Jinnian frowned.

Just as Chen Jinnian frowned, the light went out. As the light went out, the little turtle's limbs began to twitch. After a little convulsion, the little turtle spat out its mouth with white spit.

"Poisoned?" The old man glanced at Chen Jinnian strangely, and then looked at the little turtle anxiously. After carefully probing the state of the little turtle, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Elder?" Chen Jinnian asked.

"Hehe, your life is poisonous! Even a strange species like a little turtle can be poisoned, proving that your life is very poisonous......" The old man sighed, he looked at Chen Jinnian, his eyes flashed with strange symbols.

Life is poisonous!

But it couldn't match the poison of what the old man said, but Chen Jinnian just smiled and didn't take this proverb-like sentence to heart. He said, "Elder, I wonder if the kid can go?"

"The direction you are going to go, ten deaths. The old man advises you, where you came from, where you go back. The old man sighed.

"Ten deaths and no life? The avenue is not complete, and there is still one who has escaped. Why did you ever give people such a way to live?" Chen Jinnian said, bowed to the old man, and said, "Thank you for the elder's advice, the boy will say goodbye!"

Chen Jinnian said, bent down again and saluted the old man, turned around and left.

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