Chapter 387: Why can't this master figure it out?

"Cut, Ben Xian's calculation is so accurate, you don't really take it to heart, little girl, come to me when you are seriously injured, Ben Xian won't accept it!"

Seeing the real little girl running away, the fortune teller seemed to be seriously hurt in his heart, and turned his head back angrily.

"Hey! Hey, hey, hey! Masters and more! This girl is wrong, please do another hexagram, how can this bloody disaster be broken? ”

I don't know if I'm right, Zhen Xiaoxiao immediately turned around and enthusiastically stuffed ten more fiat coins into the hand of the god stick.

Cut, it's long overdue!

The god stick nodded lightly with a "I forgive you" expression.

He was quite confident in his ability to divination, but when he opened his mouth, no one could refuse his invitation step by step.

Pinching the coins that were sent by the real little one.

The fortune teller with a fake beard firmly believes that he can take advantage of the convenience of Tianhai Valley Dabi to take a lot of the causal power of Dongling Tianjiao in his own hands.

As long as you don't meet really little again.

This month's successive gains have made him quite confident, and with the nourishment of the two Qi Yuan Pills, he has almost completely forgotten the tragic experience of being eaten by spells after arbitrarily dialing his fate.

Regardless of the previous suspicions, he beckoned Zhen Xiaoxiao to sit down again, and the god stick carefully looked at the palm print of her right hand.

This is a clean little hand, the fingers are thin and soft, and the fingertips are as clear as jade because of the delicate skin, which makes people look at it and pity it.

"Master!"

I feel like I'm about to be exposed, and I'm really in a hurry.

"Oh oh oh!" A distracted person immediately sobered up, pinched his hand and began to calculate the method of eliminating disasters and solving problems.

"Your calamity stems from a dispute over money."

Slowly clearing away the fog, the operator strives to grasp cause and effect.

At the moment when he spoke, Yang Yan, who was approaching the tent ground, couldn't help but scold.

"What? Why did it fail again? The one with the surname five, the money, right? ”

Effective!

Zhenxiao turned his head and looked at the arithmetic in front of him in shock.

Take a closer look, the corners of his eyes are covered with dust and vicissitudes, and the black silk in the beard on his chin is mixed with ash, which is both downright and vicissitudes.

Thrown in a sea of people, it can't attract anyone's attention at all.

However, it is such a middle-aged man who is not good-looking, but unlike ordinary gods, he really has it in his hand, stirring the cause and effect of heaven and earth...... The work of creation!

The magic weapon in Yang Yan's hand to find people is obviously related to breath.

But when the arithmetic calculates his fate, the breath on his body will be covered by the complicated computing power, which will lead to the failure of the magic weapon of finding people!

Master wow!

It's the little woman who was abrupt before, you are definitely hidden in the hustle and bustle of the market, and ordinary people and others are absolutely unattainable peerless masters!

Count, desperately give me the count.

Generally, the magic weapon of seeking interest is time-limited, anyway, I have a lot of money in my pocket, and I don't mind listening to your chatter for three days and three nights!

Just when Zhenxiao was full of gratitude, she suddenly found that the other party's chatter came to an abrupt end.

"Huh?"

Retract your hand.

The fortune teller looked puzzled.

"What's the matter, Master? Is it too little money? I have a lot of money here, and you're welcome. ”

As soon as he slapped the table, a small pile of fiat currency immediately piled up on the table, and there were hundreds of them.

"It's not about money! Put all the money away! "Fortune tellers seem to have an unreasonable fear of things like coins.

He angrily pushed Qian Tongtong to Zhen Xiao, gritting his teeth and muttering to himself.

"It's weird, why is that? Why can't this master figure out the way to solve your blood-light disaster? ”