Xiao Fei's stall is supposed to be a strange crowd with many people and few patrons. First, it's because he's too young to really look like a master. Second, because it is now a technological society, there are very few people who believe in the mysteries.

In fact, cultivating immortals and technology are not in conflict, they are just two directions of human development. The more advanced the technology, the greater the damage to the aura, and the fewer people who cultivate immortals. If it is in the world of cultivating immortals, the stronger the immortal arts, the more useless the technology will be, and in the end, it will lead to the complete non-development of technology. Therefore, when the boy in silver sees his mobile phone, he will be like a treasure.

And those immortals in the sky basically do not appear to the earth, which is also one of the important reasons for the change of people's concepts.

Although Xiao Fei is very short of money now, he is still calm. He has studied Buddhism with Sun Wukong for ten years, and his cultivation of Buddhism is still there. Looking at the crowds coming and going, watching the world, and at the same time looking for business opportunities on their own.

It's about 10 o'clock in the morning. The best cultivation time had already passed, so he didn't have to cultivate the Great Heavenly Immortal Technique.

At this moment, several people suddenly came out of the park and attracted his attention. The location of Xiao Fei's stall is still next to the park, because he is not familiar with Huadu and is afraid that he will not find his way back if he goes far.

A beautiful woman in her twenties walked out of the park with an old man in Tang costume, about seventy or eighty years old. Apparently, they were also exercising in the park just now. Behind them, there was also a slender middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he knew that he was good at a glance.

The beautiful woman was particularly eye-catching, with a well-proportioned and tall figure, and towering peaks, but her beautiful face was a little cold. Dressed in a formal suit, very decent, as if half tailor-made for her.

If you know how to see it, you will be surprised, because her clothes are designed for her by famous foreign fashion designers in person, and they are luxurious but low-key when worn on the body, which is not an exaggeration at all.

Well, this old man's luck is very good, and he actually has the momentum of a general, and the momentum of a tiger general! As soon as they walked out, Xiao Fei noticed the difference between the old man and ordinary people. When he opened his eyes, he saw that there seemed to be a shadow of a tiger in his luck.

When a person lives with one breath, this qi is the qi of the soul, that is, the three souls and seven spirits. And luck, which is the characteristic of the soul qi, determines the fate of a person's life. For ordinary people, it is very good to have strong luck, but it is even rarer to be formed.

There are very few people who can see the luck of others in the mortal world, and for Taoist priests, it is necessary to cultivate the Heavenly Eye to the peak state. But Xiao Fei only needs a primary fire eye to see clearly. Because his cultivation of the Great Grade Heavenly Immortal Recipe is the highest grade Immortal Recipe, and it is the key to Sun Wukong's cultivation to become an immortal back then.

However, looking at the luck of this old man, there are thin signs, and it can be seen that he is already old and twilight, and his life will not be long. And in his luck, there is a trace of black qi, which indicates that he is sick.

It is impossible for a person with a lot of luck like him to be haunted by evil spirits, that is, ghosts. And this trace of black qi is probably because the root of his luck has been destroyed, simply put, there are some problems with the feng shui of his hometown. As the saying goes, when a person is old, things in his hometown have a greater impact on him.

Feng Shui Secret Arts, Taoist Witchcraft, Luck, Cultivating Immortals...... All belong to the mysterious and mysterious things, belong to the way of heaven and earth, and they are inseparable from their origins.

This old man is so lucky, he must be very rich. And something went wrong, it seems that their business is coming. Thinking of this, Xiao Fei stood up and said to the old man truthfully, "Donor, you are sick!" ”

"How do you speak? You're sick! Hearing Xiao Fei's words, the beautiful woman suddenly became angry, her face turned cold, and she scolded: "Where are you a little monk, you dare to talk nonsense here." ”

"Xiao Rou......" The old man in Tang costume was not angry, waved his hand to stop the woman, and said to Xiao Fei kindly: "This little master, why do you say that I am sick?" ”

"Grandpa!" The beautiful woman said, "Don't pay attention to him, there are too many deceptive tricks like him reported on the Internet and TV, and when you see people, you will say that others are sick and there is a disaster in your family." Alarmist, make others afraid, and then take the opportunity to extort money from others. ”

"You're talking about someone else, and I think he's a little different from someone else." The old man laughed. The old man has lived for seventy or eighty years, and of course he knows about the deception that his granddaughter said. Not only do I know it, but I have used it before.

But he saw the difference in Xiao Fei's eyes. When looking at him, Xiao Fei not only did not have a flickering gaze, but was very real. The old man is old and refined, and his eyesight is much better than that of his granddaughter.

"Xiaorou, I'm fine today anyway, I came out to breathe, so it's okay to listen to him." The old man turned to him and said, "Little master, tell me, how did you tell that I was sick?" ”

"You call me little master, so it proves that you believe me?" Xiao Fei was overjoyed, he used to sell pills and tell fortunes, but there were too many people who didn't believe him, and said, "I saw it from your luck? ”

"Will you be angry?" The old man was shocked.

"At such a young age, what kind of hope will he understand?" At this time, the beautiful woman said disdainfully, turned her head to Xiao Fei, and said indifferently: "I see that you have no money to eat, so you came out and pretended to be a monk to cheat money, right?" In Huadu, are there still fewer charlatans like you? ”

"Grandpa, let's go back, you're not in good health, you can't stay outside longer." Turning his head to the old man, he said with concern.

In the face of the woman's disdain, Xiao Fei was not angry. As long as he doesn't really anger him, he can still handle it calmly.

Of course, if someone really angers him, it will be a disaster. When the demonic spirit on his body attacks, he will beat people with a stick. And once you really fight, you have to win every battle. This is what it is like to have the Dharma and defeat the Buddha by believing in the struggle.

"Little mage, you don't have to pay attention to her. Did I spoil her? The old man glared at his granddaughter and said to Xiao Fei.

Hum! Hearing that her grandfather actually accused herself of being a little monk, the beautiful woman snorted coldly all her life and was very unconvinced.

"Female benefactor, if you don't believe in the little monk, that proves that you have no good fortune." Xiao Fei said lightly.

He used to sell Taishang Laojun's elixir and sell fairy's jewelry, but no one believed him. That's because these people can't see the opportunity with the naked eye, and it's not the little monk who loses. Buddhas can purify sentient beings, but not everyone has a fate.