My wife is a sword god

Such a big mouth? Did you chew Yida? Qin Feng looked in the direction of the voice and saw a thin middle-aged man with a long beard, wearing a gray coat and holding a white banner. There were three big words on the white banner - Sai Banxian!

A wretched breath came to his face.

I don't know why, but Qin Feng always felt that this person seemed familiar.

"Have we met before?" Qin Feng asked in confusion.

"I often travel around the country and give people guidance. It's not surprising that you have met me." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Qin Feng recalled that no one he had met before could match the one in front of him.

He used his double pupils to take a closer look, but he didn't see anything special. He must be just a liar.

Ha, showing off fortune-telling in front of a sage is like showing off one's skills in front of an expert and waving a sword in front of Guan Gong.

Since he was sure that this person was nothing special, Qin Feng was too lazy to pay attention to him. He waved his hand and said, "No need. Go somewhere else."

Faced with the rejection, the middle-aged man did not leave, but continued, "I have made every possible plan and never missed a divination. It is fate that I meet you today. Why don't I take a look at your face for free?"

After the voice fell, the middle-aged man looked at Qin Feng and then sighed, "You are handsome and outstanding. Although you are still young, you will be famous and wealthy in the near future. You will be famous all over the world and known to everyone in the future."

The empty words really made him a liar. Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Thank you for your kind words, Master."

"Okay, okay." The middle-aged man stroked his beard with a smile, then looked at Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan in disguise and said in surprise: "These two are incredible, incredible, just this temperament is like a fairy descending to the earth, and judging from their figure and bones, they are definitely good for their husbands and children."

The middle-aged man pinched his fingers and shook his head, while saying to Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan separately-

"If my divination is correct, you can give birth to a son in the future."

"And you can give birth to a daughter in the future."

Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan, who had been quiet all the time, looked over at him sideways when they heard this.

Qin Feng sneered in his heart, I'm ignoring you, but you're still not done, right? How dare you cheat my wife.

"Master, you are amazing. You can even tell whether the baby will be a boy or a girl in the future.

To be honest, Master, I brought my cousin to visit my relatives in the Western Regions this time. Master, why don't you help me see how many sons and daughters I can have in the future?"

The cousin's words were naturally to smoke bombs for the so-called Sai Banxian. If the other party was wrong, he could slap him in the face!

The middle-aged man was fooled. He pinched his fingers again and pretended to be serious: "Congratulations, young master. If I am not wrong, you can have two sons and two daughters in the future."

The liar was defeated without being attacked. Qin Feng asked again: "Master, are you sure you are not wrong? Why don't you take another look?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "One look will determine the hegemony, and another look will not be accurate."

"The master may have made a mistake today. Now that things have come to this, I will not hide it from the master. In fact, these two are not my cousins."

"I know that these two are your wives." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Qin Feng was a little surprised: "So the master knows, then I want to ask the master, my two wives only have one son and one daughter, how come I have two sons and two daughters?

Can it be that as a grown man, I can still give birth to a son and a daughter? Please help me, master."

"What's so strange about this? Young master is destined to have peach blossoms, and the marriage is not over here. The extra son and daughter will naturally be born by other women for you." The middle-aged man stroked his beard and said confidently.

After these words came out, Qin Feng's face froze, and Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan looked over at the same time, and their eyes were quite intriguing.

Danger, danger, danger!

Qin Feng, alert in his heart, shouted: "It's ridiculous! In my heart, there is no room for other women except the two ladies. What is your intention to slander me?!

I don't want to see you again, go away."

The middle-aged man shook his head, turned around and left with a white banner, but left this sentence when he left: "I know that you came to the Western Region to find someone. If you can't find a clue, you might as well go to the Peony Tower for a drink, maybe you can get something."

"What Peony Tower? It's inexplicable, and it doesn't sound like a serious place.

Ladies, that man is a charlatan at first glance, and what he said is nonsense, you must not take it seriously.

What's more, don't you know what kind of person I am?" Qin Feng hurriedly defended himself.

Liu Jianli said softly: "That man left something for you."

"Look at the table." Cang Feilan added.

Qin Feng looked down and saw that the wine stains on the table had formed eight big words-hearing is false and seeing is true.

Why does this scene look so familiar?

Qin Feng remembered that not long after he entered Fengtian City, a storyteller in the restaurant also left him a similar message.

Thin figure, wretched temperament, could this fortune teller be the storyteller at that time?

Thinking of this, Qin Feng hurried to the window and looked outside the restaurant. The figure holding the white banner disappeared in the crowd in the blink of an eye.

"Madam, the man just now"

"is a master, and it is hard to see through." Liu Jianli affirmed.

Cang Feilan also added: "A high-level literary saint can conceal the secrets of heaven and hide the aura on his body."

"Madam, what do you mean, he is a high-level literary saint?"

Cang Feilan nodded, then looked at Qin Feng quietly, his eyes were calm, but there seemed to be an undercurrent.

Liu Jianli also looked over at the same time.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Qin Feng felt the hair on his back stand up.

"A high-level Taoist scholar must have good divination skills." Cang Feilan said lightly.

Qin Feng's face froze when he heard this.

As the sun set in the west, night fell.

Among the pedestrians coming and going, some people paused and turned around.

Some vendors who were shouting on the street suddenly started to pack up their stalls halfway through their words.

Some stalls even had customers bargaining, but they ignored them completely, as if they didn't hear anything, picked up their bags and turned around and left.

The dissatisfied customers cursed, but the stall owners didn't respond.

They all had expressionless faces, dull eyes, and a sense of weirdness all over their bodies.

The ancestral hall, which was unattended during the day, also opened a crack in the door at this time, and black silk threads extended out, sank into the shadow of the earth, and spread to the entire Qiongyu City.

There were rustling sounds one after another, as if something was trying to break out of the ground.

If someone listened carefully close to the ground of the ancestral hall, they might be able to hear the sound of plop, plop like a drum.

A gust of night wind blew, rustling the door of the ancestral hall.

The eyes of the strange bull-headed statue glowed red.