Of course Yi Chuanzong would not refuse this old gentleman, just touch him. He also wanted to know whether his appearance was good or not.

It was miserable in the past. Even if he had come over at that time, he would not have experienced it at that time.

I don't even have any memories, and I don't feel awkward in my heart.

But this appearance will be relevant to the future. He didn't believe it in the first place, but today he had this old miracle doctor tell him everything. How dare he not believe it.

In order to live a good life in the future, it doesn't matter even if it is treated as a disease.

He had groped for it many times before, and his fitter's hand did not find any breakage. He just didn't know if the old miracle doctor's pulse-diagnosing hand could find any difference.

Yi Chuanzong looked at the wrinkled hands in front of him. Only the fingertips were a little full, and then he felt the bridge of his nose being kneaded along the way.

Such a gentle movement was indeed much more comfortable than the previous pinching, and he even felt that the breath in his nose was much fresher.

Yi Chuanzong raised his eyes and looked at Divine Doctor Huang, ignoring the withered hands and looking at the serious face.

Doctor Huang's brows were frowning, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together again.

Seeing this expression, he felt relieved.

It was obvious that there was no broken mark. The old gentleman was not right this time!

The calculation is not accurate! After all, this Tianzhu is his life. It is of course the best not to break it. If possible, he likes to live in a muddle.

Doctor Huang pondered for a long time before asking aloud: "Have you been cured of your illness for a month and a half?"

Yi Chuanzong's pupils enlarged slightly. He was envious. He could tell with just a touch. How could he tell? Could he be like this in the future?

He answered honestly: "Not quite a month and a half, it was fine at the beginning of last month, maybe two or three days."

"strangeness!"

"How strange!"

Doctor Huang kept shaking his head with his hands behind his back, as if there was something he couldn't figure out.

Yi Chuanzong asked in a low voice: "Old sir, my appearance should be better now, right? Will it be fine in the future?"

Doctor Huang glanced at him and said casually: "Tianzhu is indeed healed. Did you recover from the water?"

After receiving an accurate answer, Yi Chuanzong felt much at ease.

He no longer found it strange that the old miracle doctor's hexagram numbers were magical, "Yes, I was indeed rescued after falling into the water."

Divine Doctor Huang nodded first, then shook his head and murmured, "Even if the soul returns to the body, without the phoenix blood, how can you repair this Tianzhu?"

Yi Chuanzong's heart became excited again, and he quickly asked: "Don't I have a good idea?"

Divine Doctor Huang once again put his hand on the bridge of Yi Chuanzong's nose, closed his eyes and touched the bones for a while, and when he opened his eyes he was completely puzzled.

"It's better now, but it's just the wrong time! You fell into the water and you deserved the disaster. Now that you're still alive, your destiny has naturally changed. But your bones are still a little immature, less than a month old. Your Tianzhu repair

The time is half a month in the evening."

"In other words, you resisted this calamity forcefully. What really changed your appearance was what happened half a month later! Now that the Tianzhu has been reconnected, the broken mark has not disappeared. You must have been unlucky in the past month and a half, right?"

It's okay now, but it's not completely okay!

Yi Chuanzong was a little uneasy, and he thought hard about what happened before.

It was calm when we were in the village, nothing bad happened.

The most he could do was to donate money when he first came here. It was nothing. It was only ten yuan. If you throw it away, there would be no flavor in the meat.

Within a few days, he entered the factory smoothly. A dropped plate gave him a sense of authority, which was quite good. It also improved his reputation in the workshop a lot.

A few days later, he helped Qin Huairu, which should be considered relatively unlucky, but later he came back and gained thirty points of medical skills.

The first day of vacation was a bit unlucky. Not only was he followed, but he was also registered, but it was nothing. Now Zong Lie was his buddy and he just helped him.

It was also good to go into the mountains. Although there were tigers in front, leopards in the middle, and dogs behind, it allowed him to understand the grievances between Zong Lie and him and form a friendship.

Things went more smoothly later on, they were just small fights, people who were good at beating things up, and tortured the bastard Han Xiang. At most, the report caught him a little off guard, but now everything is calm.

Yi Chuanzong looked at Divine Doctor Huang with a complicated look in his eyes. This should not be considered unlucky.

He actually doesn't want to know how he is alive, nor does he want to know how his parents died.

"Old sir, I feel like I'm pretty lucky! Are you mistaken? Are the lines on my face caused by skin damage? After all, they have been there for twenty years. Maybe they will disappear after a while?

In fact, I’m already fine?”

He has encountered super luck in the system several times, and the probability is one percent! In this way, who can say that his luck is bad?

The old miracle doctor frowned, "Your skin is very plump, how could there be a break mark on the bridge of your nose?"

Yi Chuanzong frowned slightly, but his luck was not bad!

The old miracle doctor said in a deep voice: "The broken mark will not fade, and the Tianzhu will not be connected. If the Tianzhu wants to be damaged, it would be a bit weird if you are not lucky. You can't see more from your hidden face. Take your hand, I will

Let me show you your marriage, maybe your wife is helping you luck out."

Yi Chuanzong was immediately shocked and shouted: "Old sir, don't be kidding me. I'm not married yet. Where did I get my wife?"

As soon as these words came out, the old miracle doctor was stunned and asked doubtfully: "The pure yang has been lost and the yang energy has been leaking out for several years. You are not married?"

Yi Chuanzong's face suddenly changed from green to red. He stood up suddenly and said, "Old sir, there is no need to look at it. This time, the kid lost! Let's see you in the future!"

Never see you again!

With that said, Yi Chuanzong rushed out of the door with wind at his feet. Compared with the confidence he had when he came in, his back looked a little more embarrassed at this time.

Seeing his appearance, how could Divine Doctor Huang still not know what was going on?

He is a fortune teller, and he can tell almost everyone at a glance, and even by looking at the details, he can tell about the fate and encounters of the other person.

He is a doctor, and he has even calculated some fortunes, and the results should still be in the medicine shop. He must be considered well-informed, and the world is so 'prosperous' that he no longer cares about these things.

It was because of Yi Chuanzong's vague appearance that he felt surprised.

Doctor Huang suddenly laughed, "What an interesting boy, and his destiny is also interesting." He turned to look at the two bottles of wine on the table, then turned to look in the direction Yi Chuanzong left, "You are so sick of me.

It can’t be cured, but if you drink this wine, you will come back!”

"Ding ding ding!"

Doctor Huang took out the rattle under the table and shook it. The clear sound guided the next patient waiting outside to come in.

…

The wind is howling.

Yi Chuanzong rode Phoenix Eighteen and galloped on the street.

Suddenly, he thought of a saying in his heart, misfortune lies on the back of good fortune, and good fortune lies on the back of misfortune.

If he has the ability to handle these things, it will naturally be considered a good thing, but if he is not able to handle these things...

Dropping the plate was an accident in the workshop, and the two of them reported criticism to the entire factory.

After that, he frightened Qin Huairu, and in the end he had to pay money and lose his reputation.

At the beginning of October, I wanted to relax, but I was caught by Zong Lie and Jing Yi, and the little things were taken advantage of.

On the second day, he goes into the mountains and is robbed one after another, but he may not survive.

Even if he survives, he will be seriously injured and later arrested as an enemy agent. He will definitely not be able to keep his job in the factory. How can he become a fourth-level fitter like he is now?

If the uncle can't exchange for food stamps later, and Han Xiang reports him for opportunism, he might even be dragged out on the streets.

The shops on both sides of the street passed by Yi Chuanzong's eyes, but his mind couldn't help but return to that dim room. The orange flame of the kerosene lamp swayed on the old gray wooden table. It was a shabby but cozy little hut.

The smiling face appeared in front of Yi Chuanzong's eyes again, and he murmured softly: "Is it because of you?"

He shook his head. Things like transshipment were too weird. Compared with transshipment, he believed that the emergence of the system had improved his abilities and made him capable of facing these disasters. Gu Wei

Early in the morning.

"Grrrr!"

"Grrrr!"

"Noise, noisy! If you keep arguing, I'll kill you and eat you!"

There was a sound in the backyard, and there was silence for a moment.

Yi Chuanzong wrapped himself in a quilt and rolled himself into the shape of a caterpillar. This was the most comfortable position for sleeping alone.

The warm quilt still carries the smell of yesterday's sun, which is the benefit of having an aunt. The stove-like quilt made Yi Chuanzong enter his dream again.

What happened yesterday kept him awake all night because another person grabbed his pigtails.

As expected, there is no airtight wall in this world. He obviously didn't say anything, and his little secret was almost leaked.

How is it possible to sleep well in this situation?

He held a piece of Pixiu jade pendant tied with a red string in his hand, and stared at it blankly for a long time. It was given to him by Sister Hua on the night before she left.

I drifted off to sleep in the middle of the night, and before four o'clock, the domestic rooster began to crow.

Maybe even earlier, because the first sound is the dawn, it is autumn now, the days are still relatively long, maybe around 3:30.

The crow that most people hear at five or six o'clock is the rooster calling for feeding.
To be continued...