Chapter 136: Fortune telling
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Chen Feng faced the chips thrown by Ju Si, and lowered his head to calculate the pros and cons.
It is indeed a good choice for the tomb to come forward to kill the horse fox, which not only solves the big problem of the henchman around him who may jump out of the bag of the beast at any time, but also settles the arrogant son who is extremely powerful behind the difficult one. For Chen Feng, this temptation really solved all his current troubles.
Originally didn't report his hope but just said casually, after all, the horse fox is not so easy to kill, because the nature of the tomb itself to dig people's ancestral graves has offended almost all the powerful big families in the whole world, once their identity is revealed positively, it must be everyone shouting and shouting to kill, if the dead and the living are offended, then even if the tomb is strong, it may not be able to withstand the encirclement and suppression of many strengths.
Xuan Si looked at Chen Feng who was thinking seriously with a sad face, and wanted to slap himself, thinking anxiously what to do if Chen Feng agreed to him.
Chen Feng thought about it, shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice, "The conditions are very tempting, but I still want to think about it." β
Ling Si breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Then think about it again." β
Chen Feng frowned, he didn't know what the fat man's intentions were, but he knew that it was definitely not a good thing to be targeted by Ju Si, "Let's talk about what to do! I know the value of Abagon, and it can be said that getting Abagun is equivalent to booking a master guardian sect in the foundation building period." Such a heavy treasure, you won't let it go compared to a fat man, right?"
Ju Si didn't speak, the two of them have known each other for more than half a year, and they know each other well enough, if they say that they will let it go, it will be too insulting to the IQ of the two people.
Chen Feng understood the meaning from Jue Si's demeanor, and comforted Jue Si with a smile, "I can understand you, when the time comes when there is a day when swords and soldiers face each other, I will not show mercy to my subordinates." β
Ju Si picked up the soup handed over by Chen Feng and drank a big sip, waved his hand with an extremely stinky fart, and the two newly grown fat on his face trembled and said with a smile: "Immeasurable Tianzun, when the time comes, don't blame Dao Ye for beating you crying dad and calling mom." β
Chen Feng smiled slightly, there was no sarcasm, the two just looked at each other like this, no one spoke, they were stunned for a long time, and they laughed out loud with the same smell, laughing inexplicably.
Taking out the gold artifact that he had taken out from Abagon's body before, the two of them calculated the value together, and the tacit understanding just now once again turned into two extremely boring scoundrels, pinching their waists and scolding a cup of tea across a table, the angry and corrupt Lingsi threw down three hundred and seventy-four and a half low-grade spirit stones, and walked away with a blue face.
Chen Feng, who had sent away Ling Si, smiled and neatly built a small wall of spirit stones the size of mung bean cakes, excitedly put them into the spirit bag, and stretched a big lazy waist.
Happily went out again, and now he finally had the confidence to go to the market, and he didn't need to pretend to be unconcerned to cover up the heat in his heart.
Came to the market again, Chen Feng didn't stop at the nearby stall for more, but after a few seemingly random turns, after asking a few basic exercises for the price, he didn't buy anything, and entered the Shifang store pΓΉ area, after all, there are many people here, if you show your wealth like last time, and then be targeted, it will be really troublesome, so you simply go to the store to buy it honestly, and only contact the merchants, which is a much greater chance of safety.
Chen Feng looked at the four-story buildings around him that were neatly planned by Nishang County, and he couldn't decide which one to enter.
"Water Pavilion"
"Ten Thousand Fuju"
"Spirit Sword"
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The shops that abound all look magnificent, but the things sold are different, Chen Feng has not yet chosen which store is advanced, but he noticed a fortune teller sitting in front of the door of a shop.
The gentleman didn't know what the origin was, but instead of setting up a stall at the stall, he placed it in the middle of the road where pedestrians passed, and the officers and soldiers led by the monks in Nishang County turned a blind eye, as if the fortune teller should have set up a stall here.
Chen Feng couldn't help but be extremely curious, and looked at the curtain in the gentleman's hand, Chen Feng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, it was really a big breath, "Mortals avoid, monks stepped forward." You can see the spiritual root, and you can get rid of the demons. β
Standing still in the distance, just watching, after a while, it turned out that this old man's business was good, although it was not as exaggerated as queuing, but intermittently there were always pedestrians in front of him, and there were people from time to time who took out money from his arms and respectfully handed it to him, Chen Feng's eyes were sharp, and he calculated silently, and handed all kinds of spirit stones to that gentleman The old monk of Kung Fu has harvested more than a dozen low-level spirit stones.
The old monk had already noticed Chen Feng in the distance, and after finishing the work at hand, he sat down, tasted a cup of tea slowly, and then took out another cup, poured one, and beckoned to Chen Feng in the distance.
Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, pointed his finger at himself, the old monk nodded with a smile, and Chen Feng stepped forward.
"Sit, this is the best lotus life, all of them are picked up by the girl in the spirit swamp when the spiritual mist is the thickest in the year, and drinking it has the effect of Tongtai's whole body, I have a total of seven or eight dollars, and I don't give him anything to drink. The old immortal raised his eyebrows and didn't care about the heavy forehead tattoos on his head, and he took a sip of the tea in the bowl with great enjoyment, and said to Chen Feng with a smile.
Chen Feng didn't refuse, showing a smile like a boy next door, as if enjoying his grandfather's pampering, he carefully picked up the teacup, took a sip, and just closed his eyes and enjoyed learning from the old gentleman, leaning back, his legs stretched out relaxedly.
The fortune teller's eyes lit up, and he took a sip again, holding the tea cup, and the old and the young sat in the middle of the bustling market, feeling the fragrance of tea and feeling the sunshine, as if sitting next to an old house in the countryside, opposite a rumbling and thriving crop.
After about a full cup of tea, the old immortal opened his eyes, looked at Chen Feng, who was leaning on the stool and fell asleep, and scolded with a smile: "You playful boy, I thought I had met a master, and I was calmer than me, and after a long time, I actually dozed off, I was really blind to my good tea." β
Chen Feng smiled embarrassedly, pointed to the old immortal's pat and asked, "Old immortal, please give me an explanation." β
The old gentleman put the tea bowl on the table and asked with a serious face, "Little friend, why are you confused?"
Chen Feng looked at the old man's face, and for the first time, he didn't realize that the fortune tellers were all charlatans, at least the old man in front of him was a little unusual.
Chen Feng simply stretched out his hand and handed it to the fortune teller.
The old man is also a wonderful person, Chen Feng didn't answer, he didn't ask, Chen Feng stretched out his hand, he didn't look at palmistry, but buckled Chen Feng's wrist and called the pulse.
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