God Killer

() The bald head felt a little familiar when he heard Li Ting's name just now, but now he suddenly remembered who this Li Ting was.

Thinking of this matter about Li Ting, an ambiguous and wretched smile appeared on his bald face.

At this moment, the bald head seemed to feel that the kid in front of him who looked like a boy was not so annoying anymore.

People are more or less disgusted with those who can bring them joy.

What Li Ting did at his tenth anniversary wedding back then made Baldhead and his brothers happy and envious for more than half a year.

With such a pistachio, the bald head really couldn't bear to be angry with him, and the original disgust was immediately diluted too much.

Zheng Xian's reticence didn't stop Li Ting from talking non-stop. Li Ting said with a smile: "Brother Zheng, I have a lot of knowledge in palmistry, why don't I help you do the math?"

Few people would directly say that they have profound attainments in a certain field, but Li Ting did not shy away from it at all.

Zheng Xian directly shook his head and said, "I don't believe in palmistry."

Li Ting was very happy to see Zheng Xian open his mouth. It seemed that he didn't care about Zheng Xian's refusal at all. As long as Zheng Xian opened his mouth, it was fine. When I was in college, I majored in palmistry. When I graduated, I wrote a 30-word thesis, which is still kept in the Harvard Literature Museum. It doesn't count because I lied and didn't want to tell the truth. Hehe, if you don't believe me, just treat it as a game."

When Zheng Xian frowned slightly, he glanced at the back room with his bald head, and then stretched out his strong palm full of calluses and said, "You said you can read palms, so use my hand to warm up and see if your calculation is accurate." Yes. If not, don't blame me for turning my back on you."

Li Ting chuckled, stretched out a hand that was much softer than ordinary men, and said, "Okay, let me take a look."

Li Ting squeezed the palm of his bald head, took a closer look, as if to prove that he was really good at it, and said: "The fingers and palms are pointed, the hands are thick and show muscles, the palms are red, the palm lines are thick and deep, and the pores are large. The hand shape is like a rising flame, which is a typical fire-shaped hand. Fire is a symbol of etiquette. People with such hands are polite and restrained. Smart, but easy to go to extremes, this kind of hand restraint relatives, temperamental, late wife and children, well, you have found the right job, it is said that the fire will start early, the suitable job is to join the army and the police.”

"From these aspects, I calculate that you lost your mother in your early years and your father in your middle age. Judging from your knuckles, you should be 33 years old this year. You are still unmarried and have no children."

In the beginning, he was a bald man with a look of disdain, and he just wanted to find a fault on Li Ting to vent his many disgusting emotions. It is common sense that he might be beaten.

But at this time the bald head couldn't help but show a face full of surprise, obviously what Li Ting said was right.

Li Ting shook the palm of the bald head vigorously, and then said: "Although your hand is thick on the top, it is thin on the inside. This is a typical hand that loses money. I advise you not to gamble, otherwise you will lose nine times out of ten. Lose some glory?"

The bald head's mouth grew even bigger at this time. He just gambled a big one the day before yesterday, and he really lost a fortune. He also owed others more than 3 bad debts that he was not going to pay back.

Li Ting stretched out his hand and stroked the palm of the bald head, narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was calculating something, then glanced at the bald head, and said: "Your fate has eight catastrophes, once when you are three years old, once when you are six years old, and once when you are 20 years old. Once at the age of 31, once at the age of 33, once at the age of 37, once at the age of 43, and once at the age of 66. You have survived four catastrophes, and there are four more times. I advise you to quit drugs and smoking in this life. Smoking can kill you. If you can’t survive 43, gambling is even more serious, Bao Zhun can’t make you survive the last five years.”

Sweat began to break out on the bald forehead, obviously convinced of Li Ting's words, and he no longer had the previous arrogant look, and asked nervously: "Amazing, amazing, not bad at all, when I was three years old, I was I was scalded and festered all over my body. My mother almost threw me into the mountain and died on my own. I got lost once when I was six years old and was almost eaten by wolves. It took half a year in the hospital to come back to life. At the age of 20...hehe, it’s inconvenient to say this, but this disaster at the age of 31, I will be 33 this year, I have no problem quitting smoking and gambling, but how can I break it this time?”

Li Ting showed a distressed expression, "Some numerology can be checked in the palmistry, but some numerology cannot be analyzed, such as flying stones hitting the head, I can see that smoking and gambling are two major disasters for you, but It doesn't mean that I can know all your calamities, after all, I'm not a god, so I can't do that."

Hearing the words with a bald head, it was as if he had been sentenced to death, and his face began to turn pale.

Zheng Xian was standing by the side. At this time, Zheng Xian wondered if these two guys were in the same group, singing and singing together to fool him, and even this was the prelude to Zhou Jiaojiao's means of revenge.

But looking at the appearance of the two of them, it doesn't seem to be fake. The oily sweat on the bald head can't deceive people. In the winter, a layer will come out, how can it be so easy?

If the acting skills can reach this level, the bald head can almost become a movie king.

But if you want Zheng Xian to believe that you can know the past and present of others by looking at the palmistry, what kind of bullshit dooms, even if you kill Zheng Xian, you won't believe it, is it a typical feudal superstition?

Li Ting looked at the anxious look on the bald head's face, seemed to be unable to bear it, and said: "Well, show me your foot prints, maybe I can find some clues. But as I said before, I only have attainments in the way of hand prints. It's extremely deep, and the foot prints are only a little hot."

The bald head took off both shoes in the blink of an eye, lay on the ground, stretched out his two big feet facing the sky, looking like a big turtle that couldn't turn over.

The appearance is really a bit ridiculous.

At this time, Zhou Jiaojiao came out of the room with four girls. Seeing the bald head, she couldn't help frowning, and said coldly, "Huo Guang, what are you doing? What are you making a fool of yourself?" I have to say Huo Guang The appearance really made Zhou Jiaojiao feel ashamed!

Huo Guang is the name of the bald head, Huo Guang quickly got up from the ground, scratched his bald head and didn't know how to explain it, and he was also afraid that Li Ting didn't see his foot prints clearly, and he didn't know how to say it because of difficulties on both sides.

Li Ting quickly rounded up the situation with Huoguang: "Huoguang didn't believe that I could read palms, so he stretched out his feet and asked me to take a look. He said that his feet were clearer than his hands, and I saw that they were indeed clear."

Zhou Jiaojiao is not such a woman who is easily deceived, she looked at the fire with a pair of eyes hesitantly, but she really didn't want to get entangled in this issue.He waved his hand and said, "Huo Guang, don't embarrass yourself here, get out."

Huoguang kept making noises, but his eyes were fixed on Li Ting. Obviously, if he didn't get an answer, Huoguang would never be at ease.

Li Ting said: "Huo Guang, you must remember, within [-] days, don't eat unclean food of unknown origin, and avoid greasy and spicy food, maybe you can escape this calamity."

A big smile appeared on Huo Guang's face immediately, if Zhou Jiaojiao hadn't been present, Huo Guang would have hugged Li Ting and kissed him.

At this time, Huo Guang would not have the slightest thought of hating Li Ting anymore, Li Ting had become his closest person, it can be seen that the aura on Li Ting's body could indeed make a man who met him for the first time love him Give birth to a nasty feeling, but it is not completely irreversible.

God never closes the door completely, whether you can open the door or not depends on you in the end.Sometimes, God wants you to win the 500 million jackpot. Unfortunately, if you don’t buy lottery tickets, God can only be anxious!

Seeing that Zhou Jiaojiao's face became warm and angry, Huo Guang quickly turned his head and walked away, thinking in his heart as he walked, starting from today, he would eat steamed buns and pickles, and he would not touch any big fish or meat.

Li Ting then looked at Zheng Xian with anticipation, obviously very much wanting to show Zheng Xian his palm reading.

Zheng Xian was completely indifferent, he felt that this Liting was not simple, but where it was not simple, Zheng Xian couldn't figure it out, could it be possible to know the fate by looking at the hands?Just kidding, if fate is doomed, how boring is this world?

But Zheng Xian watched Li Ting's every move, and didn't see any of Li Ting's actions that were out of line with ordinary people.It's really just holding hands and looking at it.

Regardless of whether this guy named Li Ting really knows how to read palms, Zheng Xian will never show him his hands. The reason is very simple. Show him his hand, regardless of whether the other party is accurate or not, Zheng Xian has already lost. If Li Ting really knows how to read palms, Zheng Xian has too many secrets that cannot be revealed. First is the cultivator, how can Zheng Xian continue to play his own game?

So no matter how eager Li Ting was, Zheng Xian would just pretend he didn't see it.