Global Master

The old fortune-teller fastened the mouth of the linen bag firmly, clapped his hands, revealing the iconic row of big yellow teeth, in a very comfortable mood, and said to Luo Ke grinningly:

"Young man, you are really clever eye and bead, believe that the old man is the most correct thing you have ever done in your life, let the old man make an exception for you, count this time!"

After speaking, he immediately entered the state, closed his eyes, pinched the tactics with both hands, sat in a dreadful manner, and started muttering words in his mouth.

Roco slandered in his heart: He also knows the bead with his eyes. What he really knows is the pig with the eyes. If I hadn't been cheated by the old **** stick this time, I didn't believe it myself.

Ro Ke took advantage of the time when the old fortune-teller closed his eyes and stared at Xuanyuankong and Zhou Xuan. Zhou Xuan's eyes were only amusing. Xuanyuankong's eyes seemed to talk about it again. Look, I'll say it will be like this, everything All in my expectation.

"Hey! Hey! Eh!"

A series of onomatopoeias uttered in the mouth of the fortune-teller, and Luo Ke was taken aback by the surprise of the fortune-teller. He hurriedly broke away from looking at Xuanyuankong and Zhou Xuan, and looked at the fortune-teller.

The old fortune-teller frowned, slowly opened his eyes, revealing an expression of extreme pain, his body shook suddenly, tilted to the right, and coughed on the ground.

Roco thought that the old fortune-teller wanted to vomit a few big mouthfuls of blood. This seemed to really reveal the secret, and also said that his body had indeed lost a lot of life.

But the old fortune-teller coughed for a long time and vomited for a long time, and he didn't see him spit out any blood. The old fortune-teller wiped the corner of his mouth with the corner of his clothes, and said without a red heart.

"The old man's body is really not as good as it used to be. In the past, every time he played against the sky, he had to spit out a few pots of blood. Now... Hey! The body is too weak to spit out blood. Old, old... "

After Roco listened to the old fortune-teller's words, it was already full of black lines. You old man will fool me again. Maybe I have made a close contact with your face with the big fist of a casserole.

Roco felt that it was no wonder that this old guy was beaten to death by others. Maybe it was this old guy who gave others a fortune-telling and fooled them, and they were so angry that they started beating people.

After hearing Xuanyuankong's description of this old man, I still felt a little pity for him. Thinking about it now, he might really deserve it.

"Boy, what was your question just now?"

The words of the old fortune-teller interrupted Ro Ke's thoughts. After hearing the old man's words, Ro Ke took a deep breath and restrained the strong urge to blow the old man's head. The old fortune-teller had forgotten the question he asked just now.

Roco clenched his teeth, and he repeated his question in a gloomy voice:

"My question is, how do I crack my blood and light disaster?"

The fortune teller happily touched his beard when he heard what Roco said, and said loudly:

"Oh! That's the problem! The old man has seen the whole thing very thoroughly. Your kid, Ji, has his own vision. When you are in the most difficult time, there will be gods to help you through the difficulties. Believe in the old man, old man. He has always been honest and trustworthy."

Roco concisely summarized what the fortune teller said:

"What you mean is that you don't have to do anything, I don't have to do anything, just let the flow go!"

"Also!" The old fortune-teller smiled while stroking his beard.

"I...I..." Luo Ke was speechless.

In the end, Roco waved his hand, unable to fight with the old fortune teller anymore, he got up from the small bench and wanted to leave here.

Before leaving, Roc turned his head and asked:

"Excuse me, what's your name?"

The old fortune-teller was taken aback for a while, but he didn't expect that Luo Ke would actually ask this question. After a while, he pondered and replied:

"It's been a long time since no one asked about the old man's name. It's so long that I have forgotten it. Let me think about it...Uh...remembering, my name is Changsun Yichun."

Roco nodded and said:

"I know! I will keep your words firmly in mind, and I hope you can have a good ending!"

When Luo Ke finished speaking, he had already seen the old fortune-teller, Sun Yichun, packing up his things, vigorously, and within ten seconds, he had put the burlap bag with the turkey chicken on his back and strode away.

Ro Ke opened his eyes wide and yelled twice "Long Sun Yichun!" But the old fortune-teller turned his head, as if he hadn't heard it, but this was impossible because Ro Ke was just a few steps away from him. The old fortune-teller can't hear him no matter how hard his ears are behind him. Instead, he ran a little faster.

Luo Ke helped his forehead, this time was really a real hammer, this old guy must be a guilty conscience, after finishing the deal of Luo Ke, he quickly packed his things and went back.

Ro Ke sighed and admitted that he was unlucky. He shook his head and walked into the Yuedu Pavilion. Zhou Xuan and Xuanyuankong also sighed and followed them into the Yuedu Pavilion.

Entering the Moon Reading Pavilion, you can feel the powerful aura of several Dao strengths that should not be underestimated. The Moon Reading Pavilion is large, with a circular space, similar to a large auditorium-like church, and there are a lot of people inside, at least better than the main road. More people are going.

After the three of Luo Ke entered the Yuedu Pavilion, many people looked sideways, and they didn't find any clues. They were just three ordinary people, so they didn't look too much, so what should they continue to do?

Ro Ke, Zhou Xuan, and Xuanyuan Kong went to a corner with a small number of people, found a small table and sat next to it. The Yuedu Pavilion was very noisy, some were whispering, and some were sitting there alone. , Gazed at the people around him quietly, as if looking for a goal.

There are even people who are arguing, blushing, but never dared to do it. Ro Ke was a little surprised to see this scene. It stands to reason that it is very common for people like dungeons to fight if they don’t agree with each other. The other party's fingers were pointing to his face, and he still didn't dare to do it. This was totally unruly!

So Ro Ke questioned Xiang Xuanyuankong:

"Are there any rules in it that make people unable to fight?"

Xuanyuan Kong raised his hand and called a staff member, then turned his head and explained to Luo Ke:

"Here is the cooperation of the three gangs of Hunyuanhui, Tianjifang, and Taijiju. Whoever dares to make a move hastily, this is just beating the faces of these three gangs, it's just looking for death!"

Roco frowned:

"What's the matter with these three gangs? Isn't the division of strength here as long as the four ancient families? Why are there more three gangs?"

The staff came to the table, Xuanyuankong took out a large treasury from Kunling's bag, equivalent to one hundred thousand yuan in wealth, and placed it on the staff’s tray. The staff nodded blankly. gone.

After Xuanyuankong gave the treasure to the staff, he replied to Luo Ke:

"It's not that there are three more gangs, but there were originally these three gangs. Although they don't have a long history of the four ancient families, they still have a history of hundreds of years."

"Their three gangs have different ideas. The number of gangs plus one will have about 900 people, and the gang leaders also have them, but they don’t have great powers. These gangs only feel that they have the same idea. They can join at any time. Quit, but it is still far more powerful than retail investors like us. This is the distribution of gangs in the lower levels of the dungeon!"