Three Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Fortune-Telling Old Man

"If I knew it earlier, I would ask more clearly."

Zhao Yi found the afternoon from the morning, but there was still no news, so he couldn't help laughing bitterly. Although it didn't work, it didn't mean he gave up just like that.

Zhao Yi didn't allow himself to give up lightly until the last moment!

"Come, come, everyone, don't miss it when you pass by, fortune-telling, fortune-telling, no money!"

Just as Zhao Yi took two steps, he immediately heard shouts coming from not far away, and faintly saw many people gathered together.

"Forget it, let's go and have a look."

Zhao Yi hesitated for a moment, walked over slowly, and a familiar yet unfamiliar figure immediately appeared in sight.

It was a man in Taoist robes, his hair was slightly gray, and his clothes were repaired, but there were a lot of words "fortune-telling" on his body.

At first glance, he looks like an old man who makes a living by fortune telling, but more people think he is a bluffing liar...

Zhao Yi hurriedly took out the photo and looked at it a few more times before he was sure that the fortune-teller in front of him was the person he was looking for!

"Little brother, little sister, do you want to tell your fortune? Don't ask for money."

The old fortune-teller smiled and looked at the people around him, but they all avoided him one after another, and at the same time were a little curious about the truth of what he said.

"How much is a fortune telling?"

A young lady was full of curiosity and immediately stepped forward to ask.

"Hey! She's a rare beauty, so how about it, for the beauty's sake, I'll give you a 20% discount, and I'll charge you 80,000 yuan!"

Hearing that someone was going to tell a fortune, the old fortune teller immediately raised his eyes. There was no trace of professionalism in his eyes, but he looked like Brother Zhu.

"fraud!"

Hearing this huge fortune-telling, the young lady immediately realized that she was being tricked, snorted softly, and walked away angrily.

When the people around saw this, they all probed lightly. The liars are too arrogant these days, and they cheat so much money. Would anyone foolishly give him the money?

"Hey! These young people are really ignorant. It's not easy for me to tell a fortune. Eighty thousand yuan is obviously a good deal."

The fortune-teller sighed helplessly, and left with his fortune-telling banner as he spoke.

"Old man, wait a minute, don't you need money for fortune-telling?"

Zhao Yi immediately stopped the old fortune teller, he was also a little curious about how capable this expert Ye Shenghua was talking about.

"Of course, I think your boy has so much spiritual power, he must be someone who has a great chance, why don't you let the old man count?"

Seeing Zhao Yi, the fortune-teller's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had slaughtered a fat sheep.

"There are 100,000 in this card, if you can figure out my fate, I will give it to you."

Zhao Yi took out his card with heartache, the money in it was prepaid wages, and he wouldn't be able to afford food if he gave it all, but now he can't manage that much anymore.

"He is a liar, don't be so easily fooled!"

Seeing Zhao Yi being fooled just now, the young lady hurriedly stepped forward to remind him, after all, one hundred thousand yuan is not a small amount of money, it is enough to cover the normal expenses of an ordinary person for a year.

"Hey! You little girl, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, the old man's fortune-telling skills are very accurate..."

Seeing that his business was hindered, the old fortune teller immediately stood up and said angrily, Zhao Yi also cooperated and ignored the young lady's reminder.

"how to do?"

"Stretch out your left hand and spread your five fingers apart."

The old fortune-teller showed a serious look on his face, rubbing his fingers back and forth on Zhao Yi's palm.

"Well... you were born in Beiming City, and you have a younger sister. It's strange that you can't figure out anything before the age of three..."

After a while, the old fortune teller calculated all the major events that happened to Zhao Yi from childhood to the present, undoubtedly all the turning points in his life.

But the strange thing is that the fortune teller seems unable to figure out what happened before Zhao Yi was three years old. Zhao Yi only vaguely knew that before he was three years old, his parents died in an accident.

Had it not been for relatives to take him in, he and his sister would have starved to death long ago.

"Just count the recent ones, what happened to me."

The corner of Zhao Yi's mouth raised slightly, although he had to admire the accuracy of the old fortune teller, but he really didn't believe that he could calculate it even after he had been to Wuji Continent.

"Don't worry, recently... You are now twenty... In the future, you will meet a huge lion-headed dragon. No, your fate line has been distorted. Who are you!"

The old fortune-teller had a confident face at first, but in the end a look of shock began to flash across his face, and his body slammed back and forth.

"Old man, keep talking, what will I meet next?"

Although he was not calculated to have been to another world, Zhao Yi couldn't help but be a little curious about being able to calculate what happened before so clearly.

"The heavenly secrets must not be leaked, the heavenly secrets must not be leaked... It is against the law of heaven to tell what happened to you in the future, you must not say anything..."

The fortune-teller shook his head as if he was afraid of something.

"It's boring. If that's the case, then I'll keep the money for you!"

As Zhao Yi said, he put the card back on his body.

"No! The old man has made a fortune for you, the money must be given to me!"

Seeing Zhao Yi take back the money, the old fortune teller became anxious and rushed towards Zhao Yi.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but the old fortune-teller stepped on his right foot with his left foot and tripped himself.

Before he stumbled, his palm reached out with incredible speed, trying to take away Zhao Yi's card.

"What a speed!"

Zhao Yi was shocked, but his perception was extremely strong, he flipped his palm and threw it into his pocket, the fortune teller's idea of ​​snatching the card was immediately defeated, and he was tripped to the ground.

"boom!"

In the end, the old fortune-teller turned his face to the ground and felt pain when he heard it.

"You kid really don't know how to respect the old and love the young. It's fine if you don't give money for fortune-telling, but you even tripped the old man... Ah! If you don't pay back the money, the old man will stay here and not leave!"

While talking, the old fortune-teller simply lay down on the ground, looking as if he was about to touch porcelain, Zhao Yi was ashamed.

"Although you haven't figured it all out, you have roughly figured it out. How about this? I'll give you a chance."

Zhao Yi let out a dry cough, and began to get into the point gradually, "My friend was injured. I heard that you are still a doctor. Can you spare some time to have a look?"

Zhao Yi was a little uneasy. This old fortune-teller, who was a rascal, had nothing to do with doctors no matter how he looked at it.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to know the identity of this old man."

Hearing this, the fortune-teller couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly, and said, "Although I don't charge money for seeing a doctor, I never see common illnesses. For minor ailments such as cold and fever, you should go to the hospital directly!"

Although the fortune-teller said so, his eyes never moved away from Zhao Yi's pocket.

"Don't worry, this is definitely not a common disease."

Zhao Yi was slightly happy in his heart, it seemed that this guy was easier to deal with than imagined.

As Zhao Yi said, he handed over a stone with poison attached, which was brought back from the battle with the guardian.

"This is... take me to see the wounded!"