Deadly Appointment: I, the fortune teller, am actually the zombie king?

Daqin——

National Division!

Qin Shi Huang honored him as a teacher!

Wander the Sengoku!

Calculate the national fortune of the Qin Dynasty!

A rumor about a fortune teller constantly hit the brains of Ma Xiaoling and Kim Jong-jung.

"So..."

"If you say..."

Ma Xiaoling seemed to have thought of something.

This blurs the portrait!

It is the national master of Daqin!

And Luo Yuan's portrait!

It is so similar to the national master of Daqin!

So-

Luo Yuan.

Could it be a fortune teller and a legend that has lived for thousands of years!

"That's right. "

Uncle Qiu nodded.

"Unfortunately, the portrait is very blurry, and if you can find some broken fragments, you may be sure." "

Uncle Qiu said helplessly.

"Yet. "

"I also found a portrait of the Great Qin National Master. "

"This is a portrait left by the descendants of the Qin Dynasty, it is the treasure of the Xiangjiang Museum, it is easy not to display, I spent a lot of money... I just took this portrait. "

Uncle Qiu took out a photo again.

In the photo.

It's a portrait.

Ma Xiaoling looked at the photo.

Kim Jong-jung also looked at the photo stupidly.

In the photo.

The portrait is heavily cordoned off.

Uncle Qiu has already shot the clearest.

This portrait.

The painting is an ancient and mysterious hall, reflected by faint candle fire, and in the center of the portrait, there is a staircase, at the end of the staircase, is the main seat of the hall, on the stairs, is a gentle black curtain of flowing gauze, a figure in an ancient robe is sitting in the center of the hall, as if looking down at the sky, staring ahead.

The figure is in a black gauze curtain.

Looming.

I couldn't see what he looked like.

But it gives people a mysterious and unfathomable feeling.

This feeling.

It made Ma Xiaoling feel very familiar.

"It's a pity. "

"No one knows the specific appearance of this Great Qin National Master. "

"The vague portrait, only the outline, it is said that the person who painted the painting was painted by Qin Shi Huang's favorite tenth daughter, Huan Yin Yan, and according to rumors, only she and Qin Shi Huang have really seen the appearance and appearance of the Great Qin National Master, that is, the legendary fortune teller. "

Uncle Qiu said slowly.

The record in this, even he, an old antique, was shocked to hear it.

Not to mention Ma Xiaoling.

"A fortune teller who comes out once in a hundred years..."

"When he appeared, the world was peaceful, demons were in ambush, and the people sang and supported it..."

"If it's really him. "

"I don't think we've been so bitter in this life. "

Uncle Qiu's eyes had a trace of respect.

Rumors about fortune tellers.

The more you listen.

The more I yearn for it.

Not to mention.

In all the records of exorcists and heavenly masters, there are fortune tellers who come out in this hundred years, which are recorded and described in a respectful tone, which shows the status of fortune tellers who come out in this hundred years in the hearts of all heavenly masters and exorcists! !

To put it bluntly-

He has been immortalized!

"Is he really so mythical?" muttered Ma Xiaoling.

"It's not the case either. "

Uncle Qiu suddenly shook his head.

"In fact, there is another record, this record, it records the rumors that came out once in a hundred years, and once lost. "

Ma Xiaoling was stunned: "Missed?"

Uncle Qiu nodded.

"According to the history recorded in this account. "

"This Great Qin State Master keeps the Great Qin wind and rain smooth, and is supported and loved by all the people, even Qin Shi Huang. "

"And Qin Shi Huang was obsessed with immortality, and constantly sent Fang Shi Huang to find the elixir of life, Qin Shi Huang thought that he was the destiny of heaven, but his body gradually began to fail, and after his body did not work, he found the Great Qin National Master..."

He asked if he could live forever. "

"The Great Qin National Master returned him..."

"Immortality. "

Uncle Qiu looked at Ma Xiaoling and Kim Jong-jung.

"But then ... Qin Shi Huang died of illness in the dunes, Zhao Gao and Li Si seized power, Hu Hai took the throne, and the Qin Dynasty fell into a catastrophe. "

This should be one of the few trigrams in the record that he miscalculated. "

This record is also recorded. "

So much has been said.

Uncle Qiu also felt quite tired.

"Anyway, that's all I can find so far. "

"If I find a new one, I'll contact you again." "

"That's right. "

"The fortune teller who came out in this hundred years was once a master of the Great Qin State, and the ancestor of your Ma family, Ma Linger, was once the Great Witch of the Qin Dynasty, maybe some records of your Ma family may be recorded, Xiaoling, pay attention to it when you go back." "

Ma Xiaoling fell silent.

She didn't think about it.

Just a portrait.

There are so many records and stories involved!

Even-

And the ancestors of the Ma family!

The existence of the Ma family's strongest mana, Ma Linger, is involved!

Luo Yuan.

Is it a fortune teller who comes out once in a hundred years?

If it is....

He....

How did you live for so many years?

According to historical records.

Many exorcists and heavenly masters simply cannot live so long, and when human lives are exhausted, even exorcist celestial masters with high mana will not be able to live to hundreds of years old——

Not to mention.

This fortune teller!

I've lived for thousands of years!

It's not even possible to trace it back!

Luo Yuan and this fortune teller.

What exactly is the relationship?

Maybe it's a coincidence?

Ma Xiaoling doesn't know.

"So..."

Just when Ma Xiaoling was silent.

Kim Jong-jung spoke.

"You say, Luo Yuan is the person in the portrait, he appeared twenty years ago, and his Taoism is very high, and then he may be the Great Qin National Master in this blurry portrait, and the Great Qin National Master is a fortune teller who comes out once in a hundred years, and then this fortune teller ... It is also related to Master's ancestors. "

Kim Jong-chung slowly wisped down.

"So he could be him, he could be him, he might not be him, but could it be him?"

Kim Jong-jung was stupid.

He stared ahead with a pair of eyes.

For a while, it will....

His mind was completely thrown into chaos and crash.

"Uncle Please, my charms..."

Ma Xiaoling suddenly asked.

"You!"

Uncle Qiu gave her a blank look.

"Remember to pay. "

He took out a lot of charms, all of which Ma Xiaoling wanted.

Ma Xiaoling said with a grin: "I will." "

"Angel Tears is also ready for the exhibition, and when the exhibition is over, Domoto Jing will pay me the full amount. "

"Then there will be money for you. "

She finished.

After packing up the spells.

He left here with Kim Jong-jung.

Before leaving.

Ma Xiaoling looked at the three photos on the table

These three photos are laid together.

It's like in the dark.

There is some kind of connection.

Ma Xiaoling took a deep look at the photo, and then turned and left here.

Maybe.

It's all just a coincidence.

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[Just looked at the comment area, a reader asked the heroine, the heroine's words ~ must be Ma Xiaoling's ha ~ this everyone don't have to worry ~].

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