Tomb Raider: Tore down my coffin of King Lu, and wanted to get out of the tomb

The little brother couldn't understand Lu Zhen's words.

The fat man on the side was thoughtful.

"Could it be that Mr. Lu is also good at physiognomy?"

The fat man asked in surprise;

"The first time I saw Wu Xie."

"I knew this guy had a lot of blessings!"

"Could it be that Mr. Lu can see more clearly?"

Lu Zhen raised his eyebrows.

For a moment, he remembered the Jiuyan Physiognomy given to him by the system.

He did have physiognomy, but he didn't learn it.

"Although I don't know how to use physiognomy."

"But I can indeed spy on one out of ten secrets!"

"And physiognomy is not a difficult thing."

Lu Zhen said with a smile.

The sound is not loud, but it makes the passers-by around look sideways.

Sky machine?

Physiognomy?

Another charlatan who came out of nowhere!

Passers-by around cast contemptuous looks at Lu Zhen.

Lu Zhen didn't care either.

He wants to learn physiognomy, isn't that a simple matter?
"what?"

The words were in the fat man's ears.

That changed the meaning.

Even if Mr. Lu doesn't know how to use physiognomy, he can still spy on one or two of the secrets of heaven!
If you have learned physiognomy.

Wouldn't it be possible to directly see all the secrets and destiny?
The fat man was shocked.

"Isn't physiognomy something difficult?"

"Then can you teach me?!"

Fatty regained his energy instantly.

"Master Lu! Please teach me physiognomy!"

"I want to see my own!"

The fat man said with a mean smile.

Lu Zhen thought about it.

Take out a book from the space.

He flipped through it casually.

It looked like it was just a glance.

In fact, he had already opened the Nether Eyes.

Write down everything in the book!
Flip through the book.

He had already memorized all of them.

"Row."

"It's not difficult at all."

"Go and study it yourself first."

"I still have something to do."

As Lu Zhen said, he threw the book in his hand to the fat man.

The products produced by the system must be high-quality products.

This book of Jiuyan Physiognomy contains the way of calculating the secrets of heaven.

Just learn it.

Nothing cannot be derived.

Even looking at one's own destiny is no problem!
And it's written in an easy-to-understand way.

Even a fool can learn a thing or two.

Lu Zhen threw the book to the fat man.

The person disappeared before the eyes of the two.

The little brother is used to Lu Zhen's ability to disappear instantly.

Seeing Lu Zhen disappear.

He put his eyes on the book in the fat man's hand.

He is also very curious about the content of this physiognomy.

"Let's find a place to take a good look."

Fatty said.

Keep your eyes on the curb in front of you.

The two of them sat down in an awkward manner.

It made the people on the side burst into laughter.

"Look at those two over there!"

"It's like a beggar!"

"Look at them, they're still reading!"

"The clothes are all in tatters, do you know how to read?"

"Don't be a comic book, it's funny!"

Some people were curious, so they went over to have a look.

"It really is a comic book!"

In fact, he didn't understand anything.

I saw some unexplained graphics.

The fat man mocked in a low voice:
"Country bumpkin, the cultural treasure that I see!"

"Nine Yan Physiognomy!"

"Learn this Nine-Yin Physiognomy. You will be able to see the fate!"

"Fool, you don't understand anything and are still yelling here."

The fat man's disdainful attitude annoyed the man.

He picked up the briefcase and was about to smash it on the fat man's head.

But was stopped by a voice abruptly.

"stop!"

"How decent is it in public!"

When the young man heard this, his complexion changed instantly.

He bowed his head respectfully and bent over the old man who came over.

"Hello grandpa!"

"What a fart! I'm going to be mad at you!"

The old man said to the young man while blowing his beard and staring.

Then he put on a smiling face and looked at the fat man.

"I don't know how to call them?"

The little brother glanced at him and ignored him.

The fat man was even worse, he didn't lift his head.

The young man's face changed when he saw it.

Pointing at the top of their heads is a curse:

"Do you know who is standing in front of you!"

"The most powerful Fengshui master in Hainan Island!"

"He can see all the tribulations and nine misfortunes you are having with just one look at you!"

The young man said angrily:

"Apologize to my grandpa! Otherwise, I won't spare you!"

The fat man raised his head lazily.

"I said you are so angry, have you hit a wall?"

"According to the physiognomy I learned."

"You have Yin fire entering your body, you are in great trouble!"

"It's a bloody disaster to say the least, it's not impossible to exaggerate and die directly!"

After the fat man finished speaking, he laughed.

The old man on the side was still smiling and wanted to see the fat man make a fool of himself.

But when he heard his words, his complexion changed a few times.

"Young man, be kind in your mouth."

At this moment, he was thinking about the fate of the fat man.

The old man can be called the number one Fengshui master in Hainan Island.

The ability is not small at all.

After doing a few casual calculations, he discovered the fat man's family background.

"So you are a grave robber."

"No wonder they are so crazy. I heard that most people in this industry are desperadoes."

"Yin virtue has been lost long ago, no wonder you don't care."

The old man's words made the young man dumbfounded.

The briefcase in his hand fell to the ground without knowing it.

"No! I have to call the police!"

He subconsciously took out his phone:

"We cannot allow grave robbers to destroy our culture."

The old man frowned and stopped him.

"No."

"I just calculated. If you really call the police, there will be a bloody disaster."

The fat man smiled sinisterly,

"Old man, the calculation is quite accurate."

The young man's expression changed immediately.

He withdrew his hand tremblingly.

If you really call the police now.

Don't need the old man to figure it out, he knows it himself.

There must be bloodshed.

At this time, the little brother raised his head.

The sun, moon and stars flashed in his eyes for a moment.

"Song Rendong, your days are not long."

The little brother suddenly said something that made the fat man scratch his head.

"What are you talking about?"

"Who is Song Rendong?"

At this time, the old man in front of the little brother had a gloomy expression.

"Why don't young people these days talk about accumulating virtue?"

The little brother chuckled.

"The hexagram you calculated five days ago will make you die ten years earlier."

"Calculating the time, you only have two days left."

The little brother said.

Song Rendong didn't pay much attention to it at first.

But when he heard the end, his eyes widened.

"Grandpa, haven't you already counted it?!"

Seeing his grandfather's expression, the young man instantly understood.

"I do not have!"

"I didn't count!"

"I can live another ten years!"

"You fart! Spit blood!"

Song Rendong seemed to be exposed.

His face flushed red.

At this moment, Lu Zhen suddenly appeared in front of the little brother.

"Let's go."

"I just saw something interesting."

"The Xiaolongmai on Hainan Island was forcibly diverted."

"If this is released to the mainland, it will be struck by lightning early in the morning."

"A man named Song Rendong did it."

"It's really ignorant."

Lu Zhen shook his head and said.

"Recently, this person is paying more and more attention to personal interests."

Hearing this, Song Rendong was furious and spat out a mouthful of blood.