There was nothing to say all night, and dawned in a blink of an eye, and before the sky was dawn, Ye Chen had already left the small garden.

A new day, a new beginning.

In the early morning, Zhuxian Town is prosperous and vibrant. The stall owners are setting up stalls, buying groceries, shouting, and performing various corners, looking like a prosperous scene.

It was the restaurant again, Ye Chen appeared, wearing a Taoist robe.

This time, he was not here to have a drink or make trouble, but to do business. He carried a table and a chair and placed it on the left side of the restaurant door.

Looking at his table, there was a white cloth spread out on the white cloth, with nine palaces and eight trigrams drawings, and there were also some dense words. There was a stick on one side of the table, and there was also a white cloth hanging on the stick, with three big words written on the domineering side: Ye Banxian.

That's right, Ye Cheng's business is to tell fortunes.

He was named a mortal, but his memory is still there, and Zhou Tian's evolution is still there, and it is no problem to push the sky and the earth, let alone divination for mortals. This is the most suitable thing for him. Since he is to put such people on the table, he cannot be idle. This is also an alternative practice.

"The conscience of heaven and earth is nothing that I can't g."

Ye Chen sat there, looking despicable. Behind his neck, he was wearing a folding fan, wearing a Taoist priest's hat, and holding a whisk in his hand. It can be said that he had the outfits that he should have, so as not to be too handsome and blind the eyes of passers-by. He also stuck a white beard and a black mole on his mouth.

"Ye Banxian'er?" Passersby couldn't help but raise their eyebrows and scan Ye Chen up and down.

I don't know why, but it's not reliable.

"Another one pretending to be a ghost."

"What's wrong with playing a good job? He has to play a charlatan. He is young and doesn't have to do serious business." An old man walked by with a hoe, looking disdainful. It's worth mentioning that he looks really dark.

"Donor, your Yintang is black!" Ye Chen stroked his beard and said meaningfully.

"You still need to say it?" the old man cursed, "I am born dark, what's the matter!"

"As old, I'm less angry, it's not good for my body."

"Hey, you little bastard." The old man got angry and carried his hoe and threatened to deal with Ye Chen. If it weren't for passers-by, he would probably have thrown away Ye Chen's stall.

As the little cha song passed, passers-by gradually dispersed, and he was sure that Ye Chen was a cheating person again.

So Ye Chen became deserted.

He was not in a hurry, holding his cheeks with both hands, as if it didn't matter whether there was any business or not.

This is a god, an absolute great god.

It’s not a joke, but he can see through the passers-by on this street at a glance. He can see clearly which one will have disaster or which one will have great luck. Even if the person has a lifespan, whether he has a marriage or not, whether his wife is beautiful, he did it last night and he has a clear understanding of the whole family.

But the embarrassing thing is that no one comes to tell fortunes, and no one pays attention to him.

This is also a blessing in the mortal world. If it is in the cultivator world, God knows that many people will burst into their heads. When it comes to fortune-telling, the successor of Zhou Tian's evolution is called second, so no one dares to be first.

It was almost noon, but no one came.

Ye Chen was probably tired, so he lay on the table and got up late.

Soon, someone came to visit.

This man is an old man. After a closer look, isn't it the old man in purple robe who beat Ye Chen yesterday? He just heard someone telling fortunes at the door of the restaurant, so he came to watch it. He didn't know if he didn't look at it. He was shocked when he saw it. He had a sharp look and recognized Ye Chen.

Now he is full of glory.

 

;Last night, according to the cracking method given by Ye Chen, the internal force was adjusted and the criticism had been eliminated. Moreover, its internal force was taken to the next level. For him, this was definitely a fortune.

"Little friend?" Seeing Ye Chen sleeping heavily, the old man called softly.

Ye Chen was awakened and raised his head, his eyes were sleepy. He wiped the saliva from his mouth first. Seeing that it was an old man in purple robe, he yawned, "Old man, are you asking me for trouble?"

"If my friend is short of money, you can tell me, why bother to be exposed and suffer here." The old man smiled and said, "If my friend is willing, it's good to live in my house, and I will be regarded as a guest of honor."

"What do you know? This is called t-testing life." Ye Chen curled his lips.

The old man in purple robe smiled, but did not leave, and sat down quickly. "I am idle and idle. I'm bothering me. I'll give you a divination. I haven't calculated the divination again for many years."

"Is it a test of birth date, good fortune, good fortune, or feng shui and marriage?" Ye Chen said casually.

"Or what if you want to test your birth date first?"

"You are a guest, and you have the final say on what you want to test."

"Then let's have the birth date."

"When I come to see the good scenery, the golden wind falls leaves and the sycamore trees are early, and they are born on July 24th. The jade dew fairy flowers are beautiful in the Milky Way." Ye Chen said leisurely, holding his chin with both hands, saying it casually.

"What does it mean?" said the old man in purple robe in shock.

"In the year of Renzi, July 24th, at the hour of Zi, your five elements are strong; the day master Tiang G is wood; it must be assisted by fire, but it is not good or bad for too much earth, and your fate is neither good nor bad." Ye Chen said lazyly.

Here, the face of the old man in purple robe has changed.

It’s not his fault, just because he hasn’t even mentioned his birth date yet. Ye Chen actually knew it, and it was accurate. He has never calculated the hexagram, but he is the first one who is as wise as Ye Chen.

Thinking of this, he looked at Ye Chen tentatively, "Young friend is good at divination?"

“It’s just pmao.”

"This is not pmao." The old man said excitedly, "The birth date and horoscope are accurate."

"I'm fine, just give me some rewards. After that, I'll stay wherever I get cold."

"Don't be anxious or not." The old man hurriedly sat down, "I'm sorry to my friend, let me calculate the good and bad luck."

"Sorry, the same person is counted only once a day."

"Then... the old man will come again tomorrow." The old man in purple robe smiled, stood up reluctantly, bowed and turned around and left. Before leaving, he left a heavy purse. He left, but he had not walked away, and sat in the window of the teahouse opposite. It seemed that he was afraid that Ye Chen would run away. This was a noble man and he had to keep a close eye.

However, his bow to Ye Chen was shocked by passers-by.

In Zhuxian Town, who doesn’t know that the old man in purple robe is a real martial arts master with great prestige. He even gave a fortune teller or a big gift, which is very puzzled.

"What's the situation? Why did Mr. Yang bow to a fortune teller?"

"This fortune teller has a great origin?"

"Maybe it's a play, I'm cheating us into fortune telling."

"Stop making trouble, Mr. Yang is a hidden senior. How could he do such a ugly thing? He doesn't

Short of money.”

Amid the discussion, Ye Chen became the object of attention.

There were many passers-by gathering and pointing fingers.

Ye Chen calmed down, holding his chin with both hands, bored, and his eyes swung left and right. He looked here and then there, and always felt like a monkey. These idle passers-by were just looking at the monkey, and they only looked at it and didn't pay.

quiet

However, the sky gradually became dim.

But Zhuxian Town is still prosperous, with red buildings hanging high and beautiful as flowers. The market at night is the most lively, with more ladies and ladies around you. There is always a young man from a noble family shaking a folding fan, full of b squares, and always want to show off. When you think about it carefully, it seems that you can’t do anything except eat. Moreover, all your mind is thinking about where to book a room at night.

Here, the restaurant business is still so good, and it is not easy for people to enter and exit.

Compared to the popularity of the restaurant, Ye Chen's business at the door is not as deserted as usual.

Those who came to have a drink would look at him before entering the door.

But, just a glance, he didn't feel at ease, and decided that he was a charlatan.

People don’t know it, but Mr. Yang knows it very well.

At this moment, he was still sitting by the teahouse opposite, sitting by the window, and before he could leave, he just stared at Ye Chen, fearing that Ye Chen would be gone in a flash.

Only after actually finding Ye Chen to do the fortune teller, did he realize Ye Chen's extraordinaryness.

This is a noble man, and a strange man. This is how the old man in purple robe recognizes it.

Under his gaze, Ye Chen woke up again.

This guy looked at the sky, stretched his body, and began to pack his clothes slowly.

At this time, no one should come to tell fortunes again.

Seeing Ye Chen leaving, Yang Ge Lao from the teahouse opposite hurriedly followed him and smiled, "Can you enjoy the glory of me? Let me tell you about it in the mansion and let me fulfill my friendship with the landlords."

"Let's talk about it another day." Ye Chen waved his hand and turned around and left.

Mr. Yang invited him again, but Ye Chen had already walked away.

This old man was very persevering and did not give up. He followed Ye Chen quietly all the way, and he had to know where Ye Chen lived. If he found someone in the future, it would be easier.

The same thing is true, you can't let Ye Chen, the noble man, run away.

In front, Ye Chen was leisurely and knew that Yang Ge Lao was following him. He ignored him and just wandered around the street. After eating j bowls of clear soup and vegetarian noodles, he returned to the small garden.

Mr. Yang did not dare to go in, but looked from afar.

After watching for a long time, he left.

In the garden, Ye Chen was already lying on the seat, quietly looking up at the stars.

One day in the mortal world, you can say that it is fast and that it is slow. There is no killing in the cultivator world, and you can't smell the bloody smell of disgust. You live a dull life and your mood is not turbulent.

It was late at night that he stood up.

Under the old tree, he closed his eyes slightly, broke through the ban of evil demons. It was good to be a mortal, but he missed homesickness even more for seventy years, and the complex of homesickness was very strong.

However, his actions were too shallow and he could not shake the ban at all.

After trying, he finally became honest. He was angry and waited for the human king to pass the disaster. He practiced and waited for others to wait for others to be a mortal. It was so fresh.

"Who did Fuxi ask him to wait for?" In the underworld, Yan Luo looked at the Underworld Emperor one after another.

"Wait for one, he should wait for the person." Emperor Dark said leisurely.

"This answer means not saying it." The Ten Palaces of Yama Luo complained in his heart, but he did not dare to say it. After following the Emperor of the Underworld for so long, the emperor's temper, and their brothers, knew the best. If he had something to do, he would beat them up. He could go to space with his slap.

In fact, they had already gone up and flew out of Jieming Mountain.

Just kidding, how much the Emperor of the Underworld exists? He is the Great Emperor, shocking the past and present. He can hear everything you think in your heart. Since he has heard it, he has to make these ten people happy.
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