The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

At the beginning, when Sang Feiwan wanted to tell Yu Beiming's fortune, he didn't care and turned away.

At this moment, he slowly approached her, and with every step he took, time seemed to go back to the beginning.

This time, he sat down in front of her stall: "Okay, I'll tell your fortune."

Sang Feiwan was delighted to see that business had finally come in. "What do you want to ask? Future, wealth, marriage, or children?"

Yu Beiming looked at her and said, "Ask about marriage."

"Marriage! This is what I am best at. I just matched Ah Hua and Xue Shi from West Street last month, and they are pregnant this month... Ah, I only read fortunes for dogs occasionally, but most of the time I read people, people!"

Yu Beiming smiled and said, "It's okay."

Sang Feiwan began to read Yu Beiming's fortune, looking left and right, horizontally and vertically, and finally asked him to stretch out his hand to read his palm.

She was very surprised and said, "I can't even see through your fate. Who are you?"

Yu Beiming said: "My name is Yu Beiming. My fate is so complicated that sometimes even I can't figure it out. It doesn't matter if you can't see through it."

Sang Feiwan nodded: "Although I can't see through your specific fate, you will indeed have a bloody disaster, and I was not exaggerating before. The method to avoid it is also simple, don't go far away in the next few days, and don't use weapons."

Yu Beiming nodded: "Okay. I'll remember. I'll listen to you."

The tone was too gentle, and coupled with his handsome face, even Sang Feiwan couldn't help but sigh: "What a beautiful face!"

As soon as I said this, I remembered that I had to have professional ethics.

So she restrained her greedy look and said seriously, "Thank you for your patronage, one hundred coins."

As he said this, he stretched out his hand to ask for the divination fee.

Yu Beiming felt his body and realized belatedly that he had no money.

His clothes were the same as before, a black waisted robe, but all the spiritual stones and money he had back then were gone.

Sang Feiwan's smile faded immediately, and he stared at him warily: "You don't have any money, do you? You can't even take out a hundred coins? And you dare to sit in front of my stall and tell fortunes shamelessly?"

Yu Beiming: "...I'll return it to you later, okay?"

"No!" Sang Feiwan was very angry. "I waited for a whole day and finally got a business deal, but you told me you didn't have any money after you calculated it? You should have told me earlier that you didn't have any money. You wasted so much of my time!"

Yu Beiming was also embarrassed and guilty, but even more afraid, afraid that she would ignore him if she got angry:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I never thought I would be penniless. Can I go make some money? I'll pay you back double... no, a hundred times. Don't be angry, Wanwan, please don't be mad at me!"

Sang Fei looked him up and down at night, and a smile gradually appeared on his face again.

"No money? No problem, just sell yourself to pay off your debts!"

"I heard that the handsome man in the theater over there is very popular. From 80-year-old women to 18-year-old girls, they are willing to spend money to see the handsome man."

"I'm worried about the recent slow business, so why don't you sit in front of my stall and help me attract business. Such a handsome face is a gift from God, so I can't let it go to waste, right?"

……

Outside the mural.

After Yu Beiming was sucked into the mural, Sang Feiwan also noticed something was wrong. She hurriedly tried to pull Yu Beiming back, but suddenly a familiar voice came to her ears:

"Where did Wanwan go? Did she sneak out of the mountain gate again?"

"Hmph, when I find you, I will punish you severely!"

Is this... the Master's voice? The Master is looking for her?

Sang Feiwan was shocked. When he raised his eyes, he saw a misty fairy mountain emerging in the mural.

Master Gu Qingchen was standing in front of the sect gate, looking around, so angry that he was puffing his beard and glaring.

"Master!"

The next moment, Sang Feiwan also disappeared.

Xiao Hei was searching everywhere, but when he turned around, he found that Sang Feiwan and Yu Beiming were gone.

"Meow? Meow!!!"

It hurriedly looked for them and when it arrived in front of the mural, it discovered that there were two new pictures under the flying fairy.

One painting depicts a street scene, and its owner, Yu Beiming, is sitting in front of a fortune-telling stall with a sign in front of him with two lines of small characters on it.

First line: Only look, no touch!

Second line: If you touch it, you will be fined 500 coins (crossed out).

Although Xiao Hei couldn't understand the words, he could tell that his master looked a bit like... a guard dog.

But, he still had a smile on his face and looked very happy.

Another painting depicts a fairy mountain with a majestic building located in the middle of the mountain.

In the square in front of the building, there stood a man with an immortal look, scolding his young apprentice. And the young apprentice looked exactly like Sang Feiwan.

In the past, whenever Sang Feiwan was reprimanded, she would always find various excuses to excuse herself. In addition, her senior sisters and brothers would help her cover up, so in the end, the matter would often end with the master nagging her a few times.

But at this moment, she stared blankly at the master in front of her, and even the words of scolding became particularly pleasant to her ears.

Gu Qingchen scolded his disciple for a few words and saw that he did not try to argue as eloquently as before.

He couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Wanwan, why didn't you say anything? Did you sneak out, get hurt in a fight, and don't dare to tell your master?"

His voice suddenly became louder: "Who dares to hurt you? Tell Master, Master will go and settle the score with him! How can this be absurd? How dare you hurt my disciple Gu Qingchen? Are you tired of living?"

There seemed to be something warm in Sang Feiwan's eyes that wanted to flow out, but in the end it only turned into a faint smile:

"No one hurt me. Master, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you."

Gu Qingchen laughed: "Little girl, do you think that Master won't punish you after you said that? Oh, I really can't bear to punish you again. But you have to practice well in the future and don't sneak out again."

"What are you still standing there for? Let's go eat! Today the kitchen has made your favorite stewed pork ribs. You must eat well, otherwise you won't grow taller, and your senior brothers and sisters will call you a little kid again."

He held Sang Feiwan's hand and asked about her progress in cultivation as they walked.

Sang Feiwan looked down at her own hands which had become smaller and were tightly wrapped in her master's big hands. She was shocked to find that everything had returned to her childhood.

This was the most beautiful scene in her few remaining memories.

At that time, Master was not often in the sect.

He would go out every once in a while and would be away for a long time.

Sang Feiwan would always stand in front of Fenggui Cliff, craning his neck and waiting for his master to return.

Every time the master comes back, he likes to bring some little trinkets from the human world to give to each of his disciples.

Sang Feiwan has also received all kinds of gifts: beautiful headdresses, cute dolls, exquisite bracelets...

She originally came from the human world, so she could naturally recognize the origins of these things.

It turns out that every time Master went out, he went to the human world.

Sang Feiwan was still young at that time, and after staying in the mountains for a few years, he became more and more naughty.

Once, when Gu Qingchen came back, she asked her master: "When will you go to the human world next time?"

Gu Qingchen rubbed her head and asked with a smile: "You little girl, your eyes are rolling around, you must have no good ideas. Tell me, what gift do you want Master to buy for you?"

Sang Feiwan tugged at the corner of her master's clothes and said, "Master, Wanwan doesn't want any gifts. Wanwan wants to go to the human world with you."

Gu Qingchen shook his head: "No, Master is not going to play, it's inconvenient to bring you along."

Sang Feiwan asked: "Master, aren't you going out to have fun? I thought you couldn't stand the coldness of the mountains, so you sneaked out without telling us every now and then to have fun in the secular world."

"You little girl, you think your master is you, and you only know how to play?"

He paused, his expression slightly gloomy: "Master went to look for someone."