Wang Lang held a cigarette in his mouth, pretending that he hadn't heard it. To be honest, he was very confused. He didn't know where Ye Jian saw what he was doing, and he felt like his eyes were staring at his every move.

After pulling his phone off the computer, Wang Lang left the Internet cafe, bought a luxurious hand-catched cake on the side of the road, and bought a bottle of Baisuishan, and squatted on the side of the road and finished eating.

The weather is getting colder. Although this place is close to the beach, it does not fall at all when it should be cold. It is still the kind of wet and cold that runs up from the soles of your feet.

After eating, Wang Lang smoked a cigarette, took out his cell phone and played with it for a while.

The two people didn't need Wang Lang to monitor all the weather. Ye Jian and the others took all the actions of the two people. Wang Lang even felt that Ye Jian could know clearly that those two people could pick their eyes and stool.

It was only seven or eight o'clock, and there were not many people on the road, only outsiders were stupid enough to take photos by stepping on the leaves.

Wang Lang stood up and when he passed by a small table on the side of the road, an old man behind the table with his hands in his sleeves suddenly grinned.

"Young man, sit down and chat?" the old man smiled.

Wang Lang looked around and found that he was the only one.

The old man was wearing an elderly dress, with all the wool inside exposed, wearing small round sunglasses, melon-skin hat, and gray hair. This is not the point. The old man had a braid behind his head, which was the big braid he combed during the Qing Dynasty when he watched TV series.

Wang Lang leaned over and looked at the old man. He saw a red velvet cloth on the table, a bowl, a turtle shell, six copper coins on it, and a sign in a corner of the table, with a red wooden sign inside. There was also a parrot that looked like a crow standing on the shoulder of the old man.

"Pump one." The old man signaled.

Wang Lang sucked one casually and took it to see that there were no words on it.

"I can't see the old man. Tell me, what is above?" the old man asked.

"Please sign up." Wang Lang said casually, and sat on the stool opposite the old man as he spoke.

The old man smiled and said, "Give me your hand."

Wang Lang immediately handed over the hand, and the old man touched it, "Is it really a sign?"

"I never lie." Wang Lang swears.

The old man touched Wang Lang's palm and then inserted his hand back into his sleeve.

"Sweep again."

Wang Lang did as he did, but he drew four, two of them were on top and two were on bottom.

"What?" the old man asked.

Wang Lang inserted the sign into the sign, "It's better to sign up."

The old man smacked his lips, "You really didn't lie to me?"

Wang Lang laughed, "I never lie to others, why are you lying to you?"

The old man pushed the turtle shell on the table to Wang Lang and stuffed the copper coins into the turtle shell. "Swing six times, I silently recited what you call, where you live, and what you do."

Wang Lang felt it interesting, so he shook it six times and scattered the copper coins on the table. The old man reached out and touched the copper coins for a long time.

He sighed softly, "Young man, it's logical that if we want to have a good meal, we have to say good things, but I really can't say good things in this situation."

"What does it mean?" Wang Lang was very curious about what such a scammer did, and he especially liked to scammers with such a scammer.

"The dragon travels to the shallows." The old man slowly said four words.

Wang Lang felt a stern when he heard this, and he reached out to shake in front of the old man's eyes. He pretended to hit the old man, but found that he didn't hide. He was indeed a blind man.

This is a bit awesome.

"You can explain it clearly." Wang Lang smiled.

The old man shook his mind gently, smiling without saying a word. Wang Lang touched the ten yuan from his pocket and put it on the table. He felt a little loss, so he took the ten yuan back and put a piece of five yuan in his pocket.

"Five dollars! Five dollars!"

The parrot on the old man's shoulder suddenly said something that scared Wang Lang.

The parrot flew down and put five dollars in his mouth into the bowl. The old man reached out and took the money from the bowl and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Young man, hand over your face." The old man smiled.

Wang Lang handed over his obedient face. The old man touched it, shook his head and sighed, "At a young age, I draw the ground as a prison. One step is wrong, every step is wrong. How can I be so unfortunate? Alas!"

Wang Lang looked at that sad look and felt puzzled. He didn't know what the old man was selling.

"You always make the words clear." Wang Lang said.

The old man started to shake again.

Wang Lang took out the money from his pocket with a toothache. The old man's appetite was no less than that of some novels.

There is only one change left in my pocket, one is twenty. I reluctantly put down ten yuan.

The parrot jumped down, "Ten yuan! Ten yuan!"

The old man collected the money, "Young man, your Yin Tang is black."

My day!

Wang Lang stared at the dog's eyes.

Your uncle! The first time I met Yin Tang, I was touched!

You don’t cheat like this!

Just when Wang Lang was about to grab the money back, the old man slowly spoke, "You have been an orphan since you were a child, but you were saved by kind-hearted people. However, your life has been in trouble many times. You are loyal and brave, and you are chivalrous. Unexpectedly, you were framed and your wife and children were separated. Not long ago, you should have been wandering around the line of life and death. Although you survived, the fate of the greedy wolf hidden in the Heavenly Court is a disaster. Moreover, this disaster may not be able to escape, and you may die in the underworld."

Wang Lang was stunned when he heard this, and he was really told by this old guy a little bit.

Is there really a person who can tell such a great life with just touching his hands and face?

Wang Lang stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the old man again, confirming that the old man was indeed blind.

"Old man, big fairy."

"It's not a great immortal, I'm just a half immortal." The old man said modestly.

"Master, is there any remedy?" Wang Lang followed the old man's wishes.

The old man started to shake the stool again and just smiled and stopped talking.

Wang Lang gritted his teeth and took out the twenty dollars and put them on the table.

The parrot jumped down, "Twenty! Twenty!"

Wang Lang looked at the parrot and said that animals cannot become sperm after that, so how should we explain this thing?

The old man put his hands on his sleeve and smiled, "It's actually not difficult. If I give you something, it will definitely help you escape the disaster."

As he spoke, the old man raised a large string of pendants under the table, from Tathagata to the cross, as well as Taotie beasts, only the old man didn't have it in his hands.

The old man reached out and took out a three-cm wide, five-cm long, three millimeters thick, and handed it to Wang Lang.

After Wang Lang took the picture and looked at the above pattern, Yin Tang turned black, his whole face turned black.

While printing Guanyin Bodhisattva, Jesus was printed.

"The one I gave you must be hung around my neck and carried. Remember, remember, I took it to Qingyun Temple and knelt down and begged Yuanshi Tianzun to shine." The old man said.

Wang Lang had a confused face.

Can you tell me a little more?

Wang Lang was about to say something, when the parrot suddenly screamed, "The urban management is here!"

Wang Lang felt a gust of wind, and the old man ran away with a table, stool and stool.

My day!

Wang Lang stared at the old man's back.

He stuffed the thirty-five dollars into his pocket and prepared to leave.
Chapter completed!