Tong Yan took a deep breath, and a faint wry smile appeared on his face. Instead of thinking about it here, it's better to get down to business.

He turned his head to look at the Ghost King Dashuai, and said with a slight smile: "Dashuai, thank you for telling me this, I am grateful." I'm going to cherish the next few moments, and even if it's really hard to escape, I'll take it as usual. By the way, handsome, you may be able to see how much Yang Shou I have? A year? Half? Or how long? ”

When the ghost king heard this, he sighed lightly and said, "One month, no more than one month at most!" ”

"A month? Okay, thank you, then I'll take my leave! With that, he turned and strode out of the shop.

Standing at the door of the store, he looked up at the sky, rubbed his face with his hands, swept away the previous decadence, and then walked towards the street.

Between the world and the earth, if the white horse passes through the gap, it will be all of a sudden!

Tong Yan has never cared about how long he can live, but the thought that he may really die in a month still makes him feel a little sad. But it doesn't matter, there are Zhuge Liang seven stars in ancient times to continue his life, he is the former young master of the Trick Gate, why can't he do it?

He had already made up his mind to go to Zhongnan Mountain first, so that the divine doctor could wake up Tan Yu in his arms. After that, he found a secluded place and followed Zhuge Kongming's method of prolonging his life.

Back on the street, his mood had changed 180 degrees. To make money, now he has to make some money, he can't afford to waste any more time.

As he walked forward, he thought about how to make money.

At this time, he saw a fortune-telling stall on the street corner.

The stall owner was wearing a Taoist robe printed with a gossip pattern and a celestial master hat, and was sitting upright on a small chair, closing his eyes and recuperating. This Taoist priest is about forty years old, his face is full of red, and he usually eats and drinks a lot. The mustache on his chin complements this robe.

Tong Yan thought about it, and then walked over with a smile.

But before he could get closer, the Taoist priest who had closed his eyes spoke first.

"As the saying goes, there are friends from afar, and it is also pleasant! The donor can glimpse my fortune-telling stall in the crowd, which shows that you and I have a good fate. The donor's steps are in a hurry, so he must have encountered something upset, right? If the donor is interested, please sit down and talk to me slowly! At this point, he slowly opened his eyes.

Tong Yan stood still in front of the stall and said with a slight smile: "The Taoist is really very human, and before he looks at my appearance, he can see the opportunity from his steps, which is admirable!" Then there is a hexagram for me, how about it? ”

The Daoist looked Tong Yan up and down, and found that his clothes were a little shabby, and his hair was a little sloppy, so he immediately chuckled and said, "Donor, there is no problem with divination." But fortune-telling is a revelation of heavenly secrets, but it will cost one's life. If the donor is really interested, please dedicate some love to my merit box, and then how about divination for you? ”

In the final analysis, I was worried that Tong Yan had no money, so he talked so much nonsense, which is really a dog's eye.

When Tong Yan heard this, he didn't get angry, and directly pulled out the Vajra Demon Descending Pestle from his waist and put it directly on the table in front of the Great Dao Master.

"Dao Chief, I can't hide it, I'm here for tourism. I never thought that I would lose my backpack. I couldn't find it, I was penniless, and now there was nothing else left except this ancient magic weapon. If you don't dislike it, take it as a reward for fortune-telling. Of course, if you do the math correctly, it's yours. But if you don't do the math right, then I'll have to get it back. How? ”

The golden light on the vajra demon pestle is shining, and it looks like a valuable object at first glance. The Great Daoist only glanced at it, and he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

"Okay, okay, then let's make a decision, a word is a decision! Hey hey ......"

Tong Yan saw it in his eyes and smiled faintly: "Then let's start here, shall we?" ”

Hearing this, the Daoist temporarily suppressed his greed for the King Kong Demon Pestle, and then raised his head and looked at Tong Yan again.

He looked at Tong Yan carefully for a while, and then said in amazement: "Look at the donor's eyebrows, the heavenly pavilion is rich, and the lord is blessed, it must be the dragon among the people, the red rabbit among the horses, it's amazing!" ”

Hearing this, Tong Yan smiled slightly and said, "Dao Chang is wise, please continue to speak!" ”

Daoist pretended to look at Tong Yan for a while, and suddenly shook his head and sighed: "Alas...... Although the donor is not a mortal, but now there is a slight inappropriate atmosphere at this moment, flooding the heavens, seeking the light of help, spreading the jade sea, it must have encountered difficulties, you said before that you lost your backpack, this is probably a trivial matter, and there will be a bloody disaster. In this way, please write a word for me, and let the poor be resolved for you, how about it? ”

Hearing this, Tong Yan immediately picked up the pen and paper prepared on the table and wrote a big word "death" on it!

The Daoist looked at this word carefully for a while, thought for a long time, and then said: "Donor, although Poor Dao doesn't know why you want to test this dead word, if the answer is out, I hope the donor will not blame." ”

Tong Yan smiled freely and said, "It's okay, please speak up!" ”

The Daoist nodded, and immediately spoke: "This dead word is a dead head, there is a brother, the elder brother is damaged, and no brother may damage the parents." The head of the gang is long and presses the dagger, there are younger brothers and sisters under the younger brothers and sisters, no younger brothers and sisters may be children, the first horizontal of the word death is the dead head and feet, for the life has been crippled and died, a dagger after the evening, for the night someone was inserted in the back of a knife. The head of the gang is long pressed dagger, and the dagger knife is also, more than one and a half, and half of it has been lost, and the remaining half is still pressed by the long, as if sitting in prison or trapped in the body, the sword is added, and the wealth and fame in front of him are all empty words. Donor, am I right? ”

When Tong Yan heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked. He thought that this guy was just a charlatan, and if he came to expose it, he could naturally ask him for money to hurry.

Unexpectedly, this guy only tested the word "death" for himself, and every word was perfect, and the score was exactly right. It is true that his parents and sister died young, and he has been disabled for several years, and now he is indeed dead. But how can he explain that the other half is trapped, or his life is in danger, or he is in prison? The problem is, he doesn't have a partner either, huh? Don't...... Could it be Gao Qian or Tan Yu?

Thinking about it like this, he suddenly realized that he might really underestimate this great scholar, and this guy may really have something extraordinary.

Tong Yan thought to himself for a while, and hurriedly asked, "Dao Chief, is there a way to crack it?" ”

The Daoist smiled and said: "There is a way, people's fate is destined. If the donor wants to live for a long time, I am afraid that he can only change his life against the sky. ”

As soon as these words came out, Tong Yan was completely shocked. If he wants to use the method of prolonging his life, isn't it just to change his life against the sky?

Oh my God, who the hell is this guy? can really perceive the heavenly machine, could it be that this is the legendary god operator? If this is the case, then can this divine operator help Tong Yan escape death?