Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

Without waiting for Ye Fan to speak, Zhuge Yue picked up the abacus and began to fight: "My lord, can you tell me your birth date?"

Chapter 522 Magical calculation will be ominous!

"let it go."

Ye Fan shook his head: "You can measure a word for me, and fortune-telling is unnecessary."

He didn't want to harm the young girl in front of him, the veteran fortune-teller at Nanyang Chenghe Temple Qian, but he almost lost his life.

So far, it seems that only Uncle Jiu has seen a corner of his future.

But he didn't want to neglect the beauty, so he simply asked her to calculate his recent fortune.

After all, one must be lucky to find the five elements.

If he's unlucky, he won't be able to look for it. If he's lucky, he'll be more careful.

Zhuge Yue was a little disappointed when he heard the words, so he handed Ye Fan a blank piece of paper: "My lord, write whatever you want!"

Taking the white paper, Ye Fan scratched it with an iron hook, and wrote five characters on the paper.

"My son's handwriting is really good."

Zhuge Yue's eyes sparkled, he picked up the white paper and prepared to observe.

Suddenly, just as she lowered her head, the white paper in her hand was taken away by Huang Yue who appeared at some unknown time.

"Mother, what are you doing?" Zhuge Yue's eyes were blank, a little dissatisfied.

Huang Yue glanced at Ye Fan, and said with a serious face: "Yue'er, get out of the way."

"Why? I want to test the son's handwriting!" Zhuge Yue puffed his cheeks.

"That's so much nonsense." Huang Yue waited for Zhuge Yue and reprimanded him in a low voice.

Seeing his mother getting angry, Zhuge Yue lost his temper, cast a longing glance at Ye Fan, and walked to the side with his mouth pursed.

"Mister, you are laughing at the child's incomprehension." Huang Yue stood in Zhuge Yue's position, cupped her hands and said.

"It's okay." Ye Fan stood up and cupped his hands: "It's quite cute."

Huang Yue nodded, and looked at the strong and powerful writing on the white paper: "Mr.'s handwriting is too heavy, and the little girl can't afford it. How about letting me test your luck?"

"Forget it, it was just a casual remark just now." Hearing this, Ye Fan shook his head: "My handwriting is really unpredictable, and I can't afford it if something happens to me."

He originally thought that his own life could not be counted, but now it seems that as long as there is something connected with him, it cannot be measured.

Who knows, Huang Yue's expression is firm, and she resolutely said: "My generation of divination people, how can I give up at will, the more difficult the divination, the more attractive it is to my generation."

Speaking of this, she paused for a moment, looked at Ye Fan with burning eyes and said, "Please let me count your words! Otherwise, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Huang Yue saw that Ye Fan's words contained mystery, as if an archaeologist had encountered an ancient tomb.

Even if there is a tiger in the name mountain, I still want to go to the mountain of tiger.

Of course, she also has a lot of confidence in herself, otherwise she wouldn't really joke about her own life.

Ye Fan didn't expect the other party to be so awkward, and felt very helpless, so he had to remind: "Be careful!"

Huang Yue nodded solemnly, with a solemn expression, and took out an abacus engraved with runes and gossip from the drawer.

The abacus is made of pure gold, and the abacus beads are carved from jade.

"Mom, Dad told you to go home for dinner..."

Zhuge Yang ran over, and Zhuge Yue hurriedly made a silent gesture to him: "Shh! Don't talk!"

"What are you doing?" Zhuge Yang looked curiously, and when he saw the abacus, he stared suddenly: "I'll go, why did my old lady take out all the treasures passed down from my ancestors?"

"I don't know either." Zhuge Yue spread his hands, but he still refused to take his eyes off Ye Fan: "I only know that it's for that young master's handwriting."

"Measuring characters?" Zhuge Yang scratched the back of his head, puzzled: "We need to use this treasure for measuring characters? Back then, mother didn't even need this treasure for my father's fortune-telling!"

Huang Yue's face was solemn and extremely solemn, she took a deep breath, and suddenly picked up the abacus and began to waver.

She has a pair of red phoenix eyes, staring at the five characters on the white paper. As time goes by, the speed of her fluctuating abacus beads is getting faster and faster.

The face was soon covered with fine beads of sweat, dripping down the cheeks onto the abacus.

The starlight bloomed from the abacus, and it became more and more blazing, as if it was condensing the astrolabe, and there were countless stars sliding down in it.

Chapter 523 Magical calculation will be ominous!

"Oh!"

Suddenly, the abacus in front of Huang Yue exploded, and fragments flew all over the sky and scattered in the house.

The white paper for writing on the table also burned with a bang, turning into ashes.

Huang Yue spat out a mouthful of blood, her complexion turned pale instantly, and strands of blood flowed from her eyes, ears and nose.

"Mom, how are you doing?"

Seeing this, the brothers and sisters hurried up to support Huang Yue, with worried expressions on their faces.

Ye Fan also hurriedly grabbed Huang Yue's wrist, and put his true essence into her body calmly, quickly stabilizing her injury.

A few minutes later, Huang Yue finally regained some color, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood off her face.