The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 590 Can fate also change by itself? (first update)
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"Boy, do you know what the old man's name is? The old man is known as a 'know-it-all'. Are you trying to renege on your debt? Ah, don't think that the old man is an old man. Let me tell you, the old man is definitely not easy to bully!"

Wanshitong is quite confident in his deduction and fortune-telling skills.

At this moment, he was questioned by this kid, and immediately raised his goatee, blowing his beard and staring.

"A mere [-] yuan, this deity doesn't pay attention to it. If you are confident, why don't you want to read it again! In my opinion, it's just a vain name!" Gu Bei's eyes showed a sense of interest when his expression was proud. color.

"Wow! How dare you humiliate the old man like this. Today, the old man will convince you." Wanshitong opened his eyes angrily, and three copper coins appeared in his hand, "Do you know what this is?"

"It's just copper coins!"

Gu Bei spoke indifferently.

"That's right, take three broken copper coins and still want to fool the wise and powerful masters, you old bastard are probably crazy about money, right?"

The boy with the long arms next to him was also mocking with contempt.

The old man jumped out to snatch his own business again for no reason, so the young man naturally didn't care about making things worse.

"Copper coins?! Today, the old man will let you learn a lot. These three copper coins are the three qi-fixing copper coins on the back of Tianhu Xuanwu, which can change the universe and determine luck!" While explaining arrogantly, his eyes turned Luo Xue, "Today, the old man will not talk about the word test, but just talk about it in the face of this girl!"

The old man who knew everything started to turn his gaze to Luo Xue's pretty face, and pointed out: "Look at this girl's forehead first, it is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, the distance between her eyebrows is slightly narrow, and the pair of willow-leaf eyebrows are even more...uh...wrong!"

Just as Wanshitong was about to continue talking, he suddenly discovered that Luo Xue's bald-headed aura of destiny seemed a little different from before.

Can't help rubbing his eyes, Wanshitong continued to wait and see the wisp of breath above Luo Xue's head, and suddenly exclaimed: "Qingluan's fate?!!! How could it be, just now was the fate of the epiphyllum, why suddenly..."

Qingluan, a sacred bird of the phoenix lineage.

People with this fate are naturally destined for wealth and honor.

But before Wanshitong clearly saw that Luo Xue's fate was short-lived, why did he suddenly...

"What? I have nothing to say now, old man, you can't go on fooling around, hehe!" The young Zhao Baitong next to him, seeing the fortune-teller's faltering state, immediately added fuel to the fire.

"No, no, there must be something wrong!" Wanshitong muttered for a while, turned his right hand over, palm facing up, pinched five fingers quickly, and muttered to himself, "The girl is the voice of the Yin Year, the Sun, the Moon, and the Sun. Hit with evil..."

However, Gu Bei had already stretched his arms around Luo Xueman's waist, and calmly said, "Let's go!"

Luo Xue's expression was always cold, she nodded her head lightly, and walked forward abruptly.

Next to the boy, he spat out a know-it-all, and muttered: "Hmph, I want to grab my business. Fortunately, the two masters are wise and smart, and they are not fooled by you old bastard."

With his dirty cheeks, Zhao Baitong couldn't hide his embarrassment, and he continued to introduce some things he knew to Gu Bei and the others.

The three of them left, leaving behind the old man who knows everything, holding the sign of Ma Yi's magic fortune in one hand, and constantly pinching his fingers in the other. No, there must be something wrong..."

In fact, this old guy does have some tricks, at least more reliable than the old man in Tianji Pavilion.

But Gu Bei seemed to have seen the identity of this guy, and he didn't want to deal with people from that place, so he deliberately used some tricks.

This know-it-all is indeed proficient in the art of qi-watching, and it is not surprising to see Luo Xue's fate at a glance; but after Gu Bei stretched out his hand and patted Luo Xue's fragrant shoulder, the mortals above Luo Xue's head couldn't see or touch. The luck has completely changed.

It's just that Wanshitong never imagined that he was tampered with by Gu Bei.

"Gentlemen, the old man in front sells strange things; as for whether there are any good ones, I'm sorry for my stupid eyes, I really don't know them!" A canvas with a few stalls of eccentric bric-a-brac, said sincerely.

He really didn't lie to Gu Bei.

Moreover, this old man sells things, and the price is given by any customer, but you only need one chance; if the quoted price is satisfied, the old man will give you the item without hesitation.

If the quoted price dissatisfies the old man, then even if you quote the price of other things, the old man will not even pay attention to you.

Such a weird old man!

Internet slang: Lao Tzu is dragging!
After Zhao Baitong introduced to Gu Bei and Luo Xue the rules of the old man in this booth, Gu Bei nodded, his eyes casually glanced at the old man squatting on the ground, and then squatted down in front of the booth.

The old man was dressed as a simple farmer, holding a delicate carving knife in his hand, and was concentrating on carving a tit. The material was a piece of jade, which looked like ordinary jasper.

The tit had basically taken shape and looked lifelike. The old man was polishing the details; he didn't pay any attention to Gu Bei and Luo Xue who were squatting beside him.

"Hey, old man, it's time for business. You haven't opened yet today, I just happened to bring you..."

Zhao Baitong saw that all the guests had come, and the old man was still obsessively carving the tit in his hand, so he couldn't help pinching his waist with both hands in a fit of indignation.

In particular, his arms are too long, and he is skinny and fleshless. This posture looks a little funny.

But before he finished speaking, Gu Bei stopped him with his hand.

Gu Bei didn't take the initiative to talk to the old man either. He picked up a strange stone on the cloth stand, flipped it around casually, nodded, and then put it down again.

Then, he picked up a rusty dagger, pulled out a piece, nodded again, and continued to put it down.

After scanning it casually, Gu Bei's eyes fell on a folding fan, which was well preserved, similar to the folding fans held by ancient scholars.

Gu Bei opened it at will, and wrote a few words on it with sharp sword spirit, but Gu Bei shook his head slightly, and put it down again.

When Gu Bei's eyes fell on a crumpled and irregular strip of stone in the corner, Gu Bei was slightly taken aback, and then reached out to pick up the strip of stone.

The bar-shaped stones are about the thickness of two thumbs and ten centimeters long. They are curved, uneven, and black. They look like scorched coal produced by burning coal at high temperature.

Gu Bei held the weird and ugly stone with one hand, and said calmly: "I want this thing!"

"price!"

The old man didn't even raise his head, he was still concentrating on carving the jade tit in his hand, but he said two words lukewarmly.

"Money is of no use to you. I only have one low-grade spirit stone on me, so you probably won't notice it either!"

Gu Bei was still playing with the ugly stone in his hand, and said calmly.

Only then did the old man raise his head, his cloudy eyes glanced casually at Gu Bei, his old face as dry as an autumn chrysanthemum showed a hint of impatience: "Don't buy, put it down, leave!"

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