When the Xuanmen master meets a supernatural plot

Ying Xuanhuai turned sideways, his eyes were thin, his tall figure and the aura of a superior person shocked everyone.

After feeling the momentum, the fortune teller shrank his neck and swallowed. It seems that the other party is a big shot?

The fortune teller was a little scared, but he absolutely couldn't back down at this moment. With so many people around watching, what if he retreated now and was passed on by word of mouth, which would affect his future business?

Thinking of this, the fortune teller can only bite the bullet and step forward.

Looking at Ying Xuanhuai's clothes, although the fortune teller was a little timid, he felt a little more fortunate in his heart.

Maybe that big man is more successful in a certain field, maybe in business, maybe in politics...but mysterious things like them are the most difficult to grasp, and also the most incomprehensible.

Anyway, no matter what he said, the other party couldn't understand.

The more the fortune teller thought about it, the more confident he became. He felt that the man in front of him was just like the rich men he had deceived before.

Thinking of this, he arrogantly walked in front of Ying Xuanhuai, his voice raised.

"Since the little friend questioned the pindao, then the pindao will do the trick for the little friend for free?"

Ying Xuanhuai's expression did not change.The technique of cheating and abducting is not eye-catching, and there is no need to waste time with him.Ying Xuanhuai was about to turn around and leave here, but found the young man tugged at his sleeve.

He lowered his head slightly, and found that the young man was looking at the fortune teller with bright eyes.

The young man was born into Taoism, so he naturally knew that this fortune teller was a fake, but his current appearance...does he want to see the excitement?

Anyway, he's just a child, and it's normal to be playful.Since he wants to play, there is nothing wrong with staying with him for a while.

Therefore, Ying Xuanhuai stood still and looked down at the fortune teller. His eyes were like an abyss, and he couldn't see the bottom. It was difficult for others to see through his inner thoughts.

"Then trouble to do the math for me." The tone was flat, as if perfunctory.

What kind of attitude is this?Are you looking down on me? !

The fortune teller was upset, and looked at Ying Xuanhuai with a little anger.

He gestured to look at Ying Xuanhuai, pretending to be looking at his face.But in fact, he can't even memorize those basic terms...

Of course, he is so cowardly, but also has a background!For example, he knew a member of the legendary Taoist sect hidden in the city!

That is really two brushes, it is said that there is still some status in Taoism, and the strength is even more profound, the kind that can kill ghosts!

Thinking of this, he looked at Ying Xuanhuai with some disdain in his eyes, so what if you ordinary mortals are doing well in the world?I didn't know that there was another world in my life even until I died.

In the end, he pretended to be telling a fortune, hummed and chirped for a while, then clapped his hands, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at Ying Xuanhuai with a terrified expression.

Xu Wuqiu also opened his eyes wide: Do I have to cooperate with you?

"Is there any problem?" Xu Wuqiu showed nervousness according to the routine.

Ying Xuanhuai glanced sideways at him, a little confused.

When the fortune-teller saw someone answering the conversation, he cried out in his heart that he was really on the right track, and quickly followed the words and said, "Your fate... your fate... oh..." He sighed as he spoke.

"What happened to this fate?"

"This fate... oh..." He sighed again, looking at Ying Xuanhuai with sympathy.

"I'm afraid I won't live to be 40..."

Xu Wuqiu: "..."

I can't take your words anymore.

He turned his head and glanced at Ying Xuanhuai, and as expected, the corners of the other party's brows were lowered, a little displeased.

Xu Wuqiu wished he could shake the fortune teller's head, what's wrong with you, how old do you think he can live? !Do you know how old he is this year?He is older than your ancestors!

The fortune teller saw the expressions of the two people sharply, and secretly cried out in his heart.

Could it be that the other party is already 40 years old?It looks like he's in his 30s at most!

But after thinking about it, it's not that there is no good maintenance now, alas!Own luck!Can't you honestly recognize your age?These bells and whistles have to be fixed.

The fortune teller was heartbroken, thinking of various countermeasures, finally gritted his teeth, and quickly told another lie.

"If the husband really lived past the age of 40, he would really survive a catastrophe, and there must be a future blessing!"

Xu Wuqiu looked at it, and there was something else to say, and now he was curious, and wanted to see how the other party lied.

The other party cleared his throat, with an envious expression: "I figured out just now that Mr.'s life is a life that reveals a glimmer of life. Once he survives it, he will definitely..." Speaking of which, he still sells it. Closed.

"What will happen?" Xu Wuqiu asked curiously, he wanted to hear how Ying Xuanhuai was a blessed man.

The fortune teller saw that Xu Wuqiu was interested, then turned his head and said.

"... There will be peach blossoms again and again, many blessings and many children... In ancient times, it would be the fate of wives and concubines."

Xu Wuqiu: "..."

What if I suddenly want to kill you?

I don't know why, but the young man's expression was obviously surprised, but he felt the wind blowing, and he seemed to be surrounded by murderous aura.

He glanced at the man and found that the man's face was not happy either. This surprised the fortune teller. Could it be that he was wrong again?

But aren't these things what most men want?

He still wanted to continue counting, but the two of them no longer wanted to hear it.A young man pulls a man's sleeve and walks away, even a fortune teller can't chase him all over the street.

He held back his breath, looked at the sky, forget it, there is only one hour left to close the stall!Bear with it, anyway, he will never give the two of them a good face when they meet in the future!he thought angrily.

Xu Wuqiu walked with the man all the way, and the former's face became puffy, which made the man a little puzzled.

What pissed him off?Could it be the fortune teller?

But the fortune teller in his memory didn't say anything, and what he said was fake.Ying Xuanhuai couldn't figure it out.

When they walked to the public toilet, Xu Wuqiu suddenly asked that he wanted to go to the toilet, so Ying Xuanhuai waited for him at the door.

As soon as Xu Wuqiu turned around, his expression immediately changed. He was still angry, but there was more ferocity in his eyes.

Dare to find a wife for Ying Xuanhuai?Return wives and concubines in groups?Why are you so good!I don't even dare to think about it now, are you just talking nonsense like this? !

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more pathetic he became. Is it easy for him?After being reborn for so long, the man's hand has not been touched a few times...

This matter can't be left as it is, just now when Ying Xuanhuai was in front of him, he wanted to maintain his personality, but now... anyway, he is a narrow-minded person.

After walking to the toilet cubicle, he directly tore through the space and came to a place.

The fortune teller was still cheating there, and Xu Wuqiu came quietly behind him.

Then he took a look at the small battery car placed near his stall...

He walked over in silence...and unplugged the front wheels.

Well, perfect.

After doing all this, a certain black heart lotus didn't even feel any burden, just clapped her hands, tore apart the space and left again.

Ignorant human beings, you will never know how dirty some people's hearts are, but the key is that they still act like nothing has happened! !

After Xu Wuqiu came out of the toilet, he felt much better. Ying Xuanhuai also breathed a sigh of relief when he discovered this change.

The two walked to the vicinity of a bridge, which was sparsely populated and only a few children were playing here.

The bridge looked old, and the creek below had long since dried up, so some daring children rode their little bicycles up and down the river bed.

They had been walking for half an hour, and there happened to be a bench by the river, so Xu Wuqiu pulled Ying Xuanhuai to sit on the bench.

They didn't feel tired either, but the scenery here is very good, and it's rare to feel relaxed sitting here.

This place is at the junction of the city and the countryside, and the children are probably from nearby families.

Because the two sides of the bridge are isolated dirt roads, the bridge deck is not very wide, and there are no guardrails on both sides of the bridge, ordinary cars will not pass here.

The bridge is not made of cement, it is made of stone and bricks, and the green moss is covered on it, which looks a little damp.

The bottom of the bridge hole was blocked by mud, but the river seemed to be in disrepair for a long time, so Xu Wuqiu didn't care too much.

The oldest child here is about eleven or twelve years old, and the youngest is only four years old.

In autumn, it often rains, and some deep places have some stagnant water.

Some younger children took advantage of the stagnant water to play with the mud, and the older ones rode bicycles and ran back and forth.

"The river bed is uneven, why not ride on the concrete floor?" Ying Xuanhuai asked suspiciously.

"It should be showing off your driving skills." Xu Wuqiu held Ying Xuanhuai just now with both hands and took out a small handful of popcorn for him from the space, while eating and watching.

"Car skills? I remember there seems to be a sport called cycling. Could it be that they want to work in this industry when they grow up?"

"No!" Xu Wuqiu stuffed rice flowers into his mouth: "This is obviously pretending..."

As soon as the words came here, Xu Wuqiu suddenly stopped, he turned his head stiffly and looked at Ying Xuanhuai——

Sure enough, Ying Xuanhuai was also looking at him.

"President I..."

Ying Xuanhuai frowned: "You are young, don't swear."

Xu Wuqiu nodded frantically.

I have always been a good boy, so I don't fucking swear.

The two were silent for a while, then continued to look at Xiaohe.

The two boys, both in their teens, were praised by a group of friends for their driving skills, and they were asked to be their boss.

While enjoying the praise, the two little boys competed secretly.They all want to be the boss, but they don't like having someone as their equal.

So after playing for a while, one of the little boys couldn't help it, and he challenged the other little boy.

The content of the challenge is to show off your car skills, whoever looks more advanced will be the boss of everyone!

The other person couldn't bear it either, so he took this opportunity to agree without hesitation.All the melon eaters don't care so much, it's all about the "higher-ups", how can I get their little shrimps to speak?

This is how the game started!

First, the first little boy rode his bicycle across the most uneven parts of the river bed. When the wheels rode through some puddles, the water splashed everywhere.

All the little friends exclaimed "Wow", my God!Looking at the arc of the water splash, could it be that this is the legendary long-lost car skill, the goddess scattered flowers? ! !

Xu Wuqiu: "..."

He wished he could poke his own ears.

In the end, the little boy stopped the car, raised his head arrogantly, and looked at the other little boy with provocative eyes.

Can the little boy bear it when he sees this?This is not to put him in the eyes of the Northwest drag racing king!

So he rode on his children's bicycle with a strong fighting spirit, riding hard on the sky blue pedals.

Although the wheel is small, it can't be driven fast, and the higher and higher speeds amaze the moving friends.

He figured that since his opponent had already ridden those bumps, there was nothing new for him to ride again.

He turned his attention to the bridge hole in front of him. Apart from the sealed soil, there seemed to be a smaller hole under the bridge hole, which was just enough for him to ride in.

He can see the light in another place from here, he thought that such a difficult movement, once he passes through such a narrow hole, his friends will be impressed! !

The little friends also discovered his intentions, and hurriedly cheered and became cheerleaders.

The little boy focused on stepping on the pedals, and rode fiercely into the small hole in front of him, approaching the bridge hole in an instant.

However, the two sitting on the side suddenly stood up, their expressions becoming a little serious.

They remembered that the bridge hole... was obviously sealed with mud!