Qimen Holy Physician

Chapter 68 Three-in-one fire situation, sure to die!
Although Zhang Bin was very reluctant, but thinking of the competition next month, he had no choice but to leave depressed.

After Zhang Bin left, Liu Lian also went back to the dormitory. Zhu Yue was not there, and only Gao Hao was playing games there. He kept mumbling while playing, but Liu Lian didn't understand a word anyway.

Looking at the "Golden Mirror of Medicine" on the table, although Liu Lian wanted to continue reading, he thought that the remaining 2000 yuan in his hand might not even be enough for one-tenth of the initial purchase of medicinal materials.

"Looks like I have to go out to make money..." Liu Lian sighed helplessly.

From Zhu Yue's desk, he found the brush and ink he usually used to practice calligraphy, and found a piece of cardboard, and then Liu Lian neatly wrote the word fortune-telling on it. The font was calm and restrained, just like his previous personality.

After writing it, Liu Lian thought about it, and then wrote the following, palmistry, and character testing. Although he is better at Zhouyi Liuren and Liuyao techniques, firstly, he has no equipment, and secondly, these two kinds of techniques are too much. Consuming the cultivation base of the secret method, with his current state, it would be exhausting to be able to calculate three hexagrams in a day.

"Wow, brother Lian... what are you doing? Could it be inspired by Master Jin, are you really going to be a magic stick?" At this moment, Gao Hao yelled strangely from behind as if he had discovered a new continent.

"You're right." Liu Lian said without turning his head as he looked at the written cardboard.

Gao Hao was stunned for a long time before saying: "You are awesome!"

After finishing speaking, Gao Hao came over, looked at Liu Lian for a long time, then looked at Liu Lian in surprise, pointed at the cardboard and said, "Brother Lian, this...is this written by you?"

Liu Lian didn't understand, so he nodded and said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"My boy, I've never seen you have this ability before. You can write so well with a brush? It's much better than the boss's half-ladle of water. Tsk tsk, it's so beautiful..." Gao Hao sighed while shaking his head while rubbing his chin. .

Liu Liangang thought there was something wrong with what he had written, but now that he heard Gao Hao's words, he smiled and shook his head, seeing that the handwriting was dry, he picked it up and said, "I'm going out."

"Hey - hey, Brother Lian, are you really going?" Gao Hao shouted.

"You think I'm writing for fun." Liu Lian rolled his eyes, picked up a Maza from the corner of the dormitory, and left the dormitory.

Looking at Liu Lian's back, Gao Hao was stunned behind, and suddenly thought of Fang Qianwen, and suddenly his heart moved: "Is this guy going to pick up girls?"

The more Gao Hao thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, and he couldn't help but radiate admiration in his eyes: "Brother Lian is really getting better and better. The previous boring gourd can come up with such a method, why can't I think of it..."

It's a pity that Liu Lian had already left at this time, and he couldn't hear his words at all.

After leaving the school gate, Liu Lian did not choose the vicinity of the school. Instead, he walked two more streets and came to an intersection. He looked around and saw that there were a lot of people, so he put the signboard on the ground, sat next to him, and started Close your eyes and rest.

The reason why he avoided the school gate was not that Liu Lian was afraid of Jin Yisuan, but he had observed that Jin Yisuan had been operating there for many years, and many students knew his name. One chooses money, not oneself.

However, Liu Lian has been sitting here until dark, and he didn't wait for anyone, not even anyone who came up to ask a question. If you learn how to make magic sticks like others, you can't learn it thoroughly. The clothes and signs are so casual, and there is no table. It's strange that someone can come.

Encountering this kind of situation, Liu Lian could only close his eyes and ignore it, feeling a little depressed in his heart. He also wanted to get a better outfit, but after all, he still had no money.

Feeling the rumbling sound in his stomach, Liu Lian opened his eyes, looked at the newly lit city and the bustling streets, and sighed helplessly.

The later generations were ten thousand times more prosperous than the Ming Dynasty, but he became a pauper who could not even earn money. Thinking of this difference, Liu Lian suddenly felt an indescribable feeling.

Just as he was about to close the stall and go back, a child ran over bouncingly, threw 50 yuan to Liu Lian, and said, "I want to tell my fortune!"

Liu Lian stared blankly at the boy in front of him. He was in his early teens at the most, carrying a schoolbag. He looked childish and wanted to pretend to be an adult, and he was also looking at Liu Lian.

Although it felt a little funny, since there was a business coming, and it was the first one, Liu Lian naturally had no reason to refuse. Picking up the money from the cardboard, Liu Lian said with a smile: "What is your name, what do you want?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Lian was startled suddenly, and looked at the child carefully by the light of the street lamp above his head, his brows gradually furrowed.

Seeing Liu Lian's expression, the child became a little scared unconsciously, hesitatingly said: "I...my name is Zhu Wenbin, I...I want to figure out whether she will...whether she will reply to the letter I wrote to Zhang Yaning today... ..."

Hearing Zhu Wenbin's words, if ordinary adults would laugh, it's just a child writing a love letter, but Liu Lian didn't answer him, but pointed to the left hand side, with a solemn expression: "Are you going to that later?" direction?"

Zhu Wenbin was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Liu Lian meant.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Liu Lian handed the notebook and pen to Zhu Wenbin and said, "Write down your name."

Zhu Wenbin didn't hesitate this time, and quickly wrote down his name. Liu connected the notebook, and his eyes immediately fell on the last 'Bin'.

"Hold out your left hand and let me have a look." Liu Lian put the notebook aside and said.

Zhu Wenbin hesitated for a moment. He felt that this person was a little strange and wanted to leave, but when he saw the money in Liu Lian's hand, he immediately dismissed the idea, took a deep breath, and passed his left hand over.

Liu Lian grabbed Zhu Wenbin's left hand, looked at it carefully from fingertip to palm, and murmured: "Yen belongs to yang wood, Jiawu produces earth fire, Bingxu commits Sanhe... In Xushi, go to Stanley, Chi is Fire, south belongs to fire, if you go in this direction, then this... this is the Sanhe fire bureau..."

Realizing that Liu Lian let go of his hand, Zhu Wenbin quickly retracted his hand, and Liu Lian sighed in his heart, pointed to his right hand, and said slowly: "My child, listen to me, and go home from this direction quickly, or you will not be able to go home." Safety."

Liu Lian was still afraid of scaring the child. He had just calculated through face-face and palmistry that if he went to the south after 07:30, he would face the danger of a fire.

Moreover, Zhu Wenbin is the life of Jiamu, and the yen belongs to Yangmu. Generally speaking, it is a tree of pillars, but it happens to be the Jiawu day today, and it is about to be Bingxu. The three-in-one fire situation is sure to die!
Although Liu Lian said it very peacefully, Zhu Wenbin still felt something strange, hesitatingly said: "But...but I have to go to calligraphy lessons later, if I don't go, Mom and Dad will be angry..."

"If you go, you will definitely be in danger. I really didn't scare you." Seeing that Zhu Wenbin didn't believe it, Liu Lian couldn't help but increase his tone.

"Really...really, you didn't lie to me?" Zhu Wenbin asked suspiciously.

"Really, why should I lie to you? You are a child, what is there for me to lie to?" Liu Lian said speechlessly.

Zhu Wenbin looked Liu Lian up and down for a while, as if he had made a major decision, and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you, then I'm going home..."

"Well, go home quickly, go home directly, don't go anywhere." Liu Lian nodded.

"I see." Zhu Wenbin agreed, turned and left, just took two steps, then turned around and said: "Big brother, your handwriting is really beautiful, better than my teacher's calligraphy."

After speaking, Zhu Wenbin ran away quickly.

(End of this chapter)