Chapter Twenty-Five: Strange Fate

When, exactly, or maybe I remembered it wrong.

He didn't care about the three people around him. With a gesture of his hand, a book full of feet thick appeared in his hand. This is the dossier that records all the treasures of the Terran treasury.

"No, still no. "His movements were fast, and the book flipped quickly, forming an illusion. In just a few moments, the whole book was flipped.

No!

There's really something wrong with the Terran Treasury Vault!

Thinking of this, the human emperor pen didn't give the three of them a chance to speak, and waved his sleeves and said, "You guys leave." The old man still has some things to deal with. ”

He was going to find out when the Terran treasury had more things that shouldn't be there.

Liangzhou, beyond the Red Maple Mountains.

"Haha, Uncle Ben finally came out of that hellish place. Tomb Mingde raised his hands to embrace the sky, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his peach blossom eyes were rippling, and there was an indescribable excitement.

Li Junhao, who was in deep thought, was awakened, first looked at Qianqian, who was holding his sleeve expressionlessly, and then looked at the endless mountains in the distance.

He thought for a moment, thinking about a very important question.

What is this?

He didn't want to continue to think about the question of the Heavenly Scripture, he smiled and asked, "Brother Tomb, do you know what kind of place this is, and how far away it is from the Divine Capital." ”

Tomb Mingde raised his face and squinted his peach blossom eyes.

He said strangely: "Oh, I want to go to the Shendu." This is a bit troublesome, and this place is still tens of thousands of miles away from the Divine Capital. Uncle Ben doesn't care, but you two have small arms and legs, tsk. ”

Tomb Mingde's usual cheap tone.

It really made Li Junhao hear it, and he wanted to flatten the sea.

"However, if you ask Uncle Ben to count the little one. Uncle Ben is a little interested in giving you a ride. Tomb Mingde lowered his head, just like a big bad wolf looking at a little white rabbit, staring at Qianqian tightly.

Thinking of Qianqian's unusual life.

Tomb Mingde is really itching. For a feng shui magician, there is nothing more interesting than measuring people's fortunes. Moreover, the more unique the personality, the challenges and opportunities it brings, it is also a rare feast for Feng Shui magicians.

It's not that he can't count it privately, it's just that he secretly snoops on his fate, which is a great provocation. He judged that Qianqian was a powerful reincarnation, but he didn't want to cause any trouble and increase the cause and effect for himself.

However, if you can get the owner's consent, then it is not a big cause and effect, at most a small cause and effect.

Li Junhao originally thought that Tomb Mingde would make some excessive requests, but he didn't expect it to be just a fortune telling, so he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Fortune telling." Brother Tomb is also good at this. ”

"A qualified Feng Shui sorcerer, not only proficient in dragon hunting, earth vein exploration. It is also necessary to be proficient in the art of fortune-telling. Tomb Mingde half-tilted his face, a smug face. Then his voice changed, he squinted, and said slowly: "And as a great feng shui magician." Uncle Ben is even more able to survey the life grid and gain insight into the future. ”

"Survey the fate, insight into the future. Li Junhao took a breath of cold air.

If he could also see his own destiny, wouldn't he be able to cultivate that Heavenly Scripture.

With a little expectation in his heart, and a little incredulous, he shook his head and said: "It's better for Brother Tomb to calculate a hexagram for the younger brother first, if it is accurate, the younger brother will persuade Qianqian to let Brother Tomb calculate a hexagram." ”

Tomb Mingde looked at Jiang Qianqian's obedient look, and understood that if he wanted to tell her fortune, he really had to ask Li Junhao's permission.

He pinched his chin with his right hand and nodded in response: "There is no problem, then it is the easiest age." ”

"What do I need to do?" Li Junhao was also interested, and walked forward with Qianqian's weak and boneless little hand, and said with a smile.

He was really a little curious about what Tomb Mingde could calculate.

"You don't have to do anything, just watch Uncle Ben's. Confident in his confidence, he took out a palm-sized brown tortoise shell from his storage bag.

He worked with his strength, and a white flame appeared in his right hand, which was holding the tortoiseshell. The milky white flame calcined the tortoise shell, but it didn't have any temperature, as if it were illusory. But with a cup of tea, Tomb Mingde put away the flames.

He looked at the crack in the tortoiseshell and was dumbfounded.

With his skills, it is impossible for even a simple tortoiseshell to make a mistake.

"Brother Tomb, I don't know this hexagram, what are the instructions?" Li Junhao said that he couldn't understand the crack on the tortoise shell in the face of it.

"Haha, Uncle Ben just practiced first, after all, he hasn't practiced for a long time. Tomb Mingde thought of the one-year-old shown on the hexagram, and scolded his mother in his heart.

Although he also has a tortoiseshell that has not been used for hundreds of years, this is too far off. Thinking of this, he rubbed his nose with his right hand, snorting, intending to destroy the corpse.

This is the mark of shame of his first feng shui sorcerer!

"Uh. Li Junhao looked at Tomb Mingde's expression, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like he had messed up.

It can't be a liar, right? Thinking like this, he and Qianqian glanced at each other, and both of them had a hint of doubt in their hearts.

Tomb Mingde has the power in his hands, and easily turns the tortoise shell into ashes.

This is a shame, I think he is the first feng shui warlock in the flood wilderness, and he actually measured such an unreliable result, if people know, then he still wants to mix in the flood wilderness.

What other face does he have to talk about a vigorous interracial love!

Of course, it's still refreshing to destroy the corpse.

After finishing the work of destroying the corpse, he had a confident expression on his face and said, "Uncle Ben feels a little bit now, let's start anew." ”

However, I tried three times in a row, and each hexagram was the same. Tomb Mingde's heart began to be suspicious, once it was an accident, and three times it was all like this. It really shouldn't be!

Isn't this a little strange? Could it be that there is something wrong with him! He looked at Li Junhao thoughtfully, and saw the distrustful gazes of the two. Instead, he calmed down, and in that case, it was better to try his reaction.

He said: "Uncle Ben has calculated some, but it feels a little incredible, and I hope you can solve a puzzle." ”

This hexagram shows that he is only one year old. Once like this, three times like this!" Tomb Mingde said, staring at Li Junhao's eyes tightly.

Li Junhao's eyes condensed slightly, he came to the Eighth Age for a year, in a sense, one year old is reasonable.

Qianqian's ears moved slightly, and when she heard Tomb Mingde's words, her heart moved slightly. Although she has been mostly asleep for three thousand years, her knowledge is not comparable to that of an ordinary human girl.

thought of Li Junhao's strange appearance a year ago. No, he really came from outside the world as he said in his dream!

Li Junhao was amazed in his heart by Tomb Mingde's fortune-telling skills, but he didn't know what Qianqian thought. With a wry smile on his face, he shook his head and said, "Brother Tomb, this hexagram is true." ”

Although the expression on Li Junhao's face changed slightly, how could he hide it from Tomb Mingde's eyes.

Thinking of the hexagram display, he didn't know what came to mind. With a smile on his face, he said, "It's really wrong for my brother to say this." However, this life fire tortoise shell technique is a small way, and it is normal for something to go wrong. ”

Li Junhao heard Tomb Mingde's words, and his heart chuckled. Tomb Mingde must have seen something, otherwise with his temperament, he should definitely not be so calm.

Tomb Mingde continued: "It was my brother's fault before, now let the virtuous brother see the strongest means for my brother." ”

He didn't wait for Li Junhao to speak, and a gossip appeared in his hand, which was indeed the treasure of the tomb family that he had just obtained from the treasure house of the human race-the Eight Array Diagram!

He held the Eight Array Diagram in his hand, and his eyes were only white, exuding a brilliant white. looked at Li Junhao's master and apprentice like ghosts and ghosts.

The pair of white magic eyes swept over, and Li Junhao only felt a coldness from his soul. It's like being naked on the street, and the feeling of being seen through the whole body.

It gave him goosebumps all over his body.

Jiang Qianqian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she grabbed Li Junhao's clothes tightly and hid behind him. Apparently she didn't like that look at her very much.

What Tomb Mingde saw at this time was a different scene.

The first thing he saw was Li Junhao's luck, a misty white, seemingly faint, seemingly absent. It gives people an illusory and ethereal feeling, as if it will dissipate at any time.

White luck, very common, very common.

But this scene made Tomb Mingde a little surprised, people in the world have their own lives. A person's personality and qi number are both innate, and it is extremely difficult to change.

No matter who anyone's luck is, it will never be as illusory as it sees, as if it will dissipate at any time.

Luck like Li Junhao is really unheard of and unseen.

It's a bit like the rhythm of the approaching number of qi.

But if a person's popularity is approaching, it is bad luck, and it is definitely the rhythm of bad luck to death. But no matter how you look at his situation, it can't be like the rhythm of bad luck to death!

If you get lost, you can get lost in the Terran treasure house.

Tsk, if this is all unlucky, it really makes countless people cry!

Tomb Mingde was surprised, but he was aroused to be competitive.

He used his mana with all his might, pinched the Dharma seal in his hand, and his Dharma eyes turned from pure white to a pair of gossip. The Eight Array Diagram in his hand floated in the air, and countless Bagua runes flew in the air, forming one wonderful pattern after another.

Tomb Mingde wants to go all out and check Li Junhao's life. Since the number of qi is so weird, how interesting should it be.

In his eyes, the white ethereal luck gradually faded, and the fate hidden in the long river of fate was about to appear.