The Return of the Great Emperor

"No! No! No! No!" The fortune teller was sweating heavily and his hair was wet on his face, but he was unaware of it and was still calculating his fingers, his lips trembling constantly.

"From your palm, you should be a sign of death young, but look at your face again, there is purple energy coming from the east in the dead air, which is a great blessing and noble appearance."

"eccentric!"

"This kind of facial and palmistry should never come from the same person!"

The old man was going crazy, his eyes were dull and he looked like he was a ghost.

Wang Qingxue was happy and walked over and said, "The lie guy, finally revealed his strength!"

The fortune teller, if he hadn't heard of it, was still sweating heavily.

Ye Yan coughed gently, but it was like a yellow bell, and it was straight into people's hearts.

The fortune teller's originally confused expression suddenly became clear, but when he looked at Ye Yan again, his cross-eyed eyes returned to normal. Now he was really a fairy-like figure, looking like a paranormal.

"Who is my friend?"

He was so curious that his face and palmistry were so out of place. This was the only thing he saw in the world. With a light cough, this boy could pull himself back from his almost obsessed state. What an amazing ability is this?

Ye Yan just smiled faintly: "Are you still counting?"

"No, no, I don't have the qualifications." The fortune teller waved his hand and smiled bitterly on his face.

In fact, the look, look and calculation just now were just superficial skills, not his true level, but he felt a vague feeling of palpitations and did not dare to continue.

The master of qi should be respectful. Some people are the creators and changers of history. Do you think of the fate of such people?

Will die!

"Losing money!" Wang Qingxue said hurriedly.

The fortune teller returned the two silver notes, then took out a wooden box from his arms, handed it to Ye Yan, and said, "This thing has been kept here for more than 30 years, and no one is found. Today I should have met the real master.”

"Please accept it with a smile, my friend." He said again.

Wang Qingxue took the wooden box first and looked at the old man with a suspicious face: "You shouldn't have something to fool people with, right?"

The fortune teller laughed: "The things in it may be a rare treasure or worthless. Whatever depends on the luck of the friend."

Wang Qingxue was about to open it, but found that it couldn't be opened.

Well?

The little girl was surprised and exerted force with both hands, but the wooden box still did not move at all.

"Mr. Yan, this box is weird."

Ye Yan glanced at it and did not speak, but said to the fortune teller, "Is it really given away?"

"The things I gave have never been taken back." The fortune teller smiled.

"Please hold it away and take it back." Ye Yan nodded to the little maid.

"Oh!" Wang Qingxue agreed crisply.

Although this wooden box cannot be opened for the time being, it has fine workmanship and extremely fine patterns on it. It looks like it is not an ordinary product, so even if it is an empty box, it is a good thing.

"Then say goodbye." Ye Yan said.

"Please, my friend." said the fortune teller.

Ye Yan and the others left, but he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep again, and murmured in his mouth: "I finally took off this tricky thing! I have been hiding from this thing for decades. I am still alone now. I wonder if I can rejuvenate my old tree and have good luck in the future."

"Oh, the master of Qi looks at the mountains, water, people, and the world, but he can't show his future. It's really a few tricks!"

At this moment, someone suddenly sat down in front of the stall.

He didn't open his eyes.

But the other party did not leave, but sat there, quietly.

"You are not destined to be a good person, I will not calculate it for you." He said lightly.

"Luoyang Yue, hand over that box!" The visitor said in a low voice.

The fortune teller suddenly opened his eyes and saw a man wearing a hat sitting in front of him. Even if he was sitting, he was not much shorter than ordinary people standing. He looked confused: "I don't call me Luoyang Yue, nor is it." What wooden box.”

"If you insist on pretending, don't blame me for being rude!" The man in the hat snorted, reached out and grabbed the fortune teller.

With a sneer, the grab directly grabbed a large piece of the fortune teller's clothes, revealing the white shirt inside. The fortune teller stumbled back, "Robbery! Robbery!"

The man in the hat was about to chase him, but was blocked by one person.

"Mr. Liu!" He hurriedly saluted respectfully.

The person who came was wearing Confucian clothes, had a medium figure, looked like he was in his fifties, had a beard, and was neatly combed.

He touched his beard and said lightly: "That thing is no longer on Luoyang Yue."

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

The man in the straw hat knew the magic of Mr. Liu. Since he said he was not there, he would definitely not be there. He did not ask too much, but just looked at the other person with inquiring eyes.

"Mr. Liu" pondered for a moment and said, "That thing should have been taken off by him. Luoyang Yue still has a strong aura. Go and check it out. Someone has contacted him just now, find out all the information, and report it to me. .”

"Then he--" The man in the hat pointed at Luoyang Yue who was about to disappear into the crowd.

"The Master Wangqi is a pitiful person, why bother each other?" Mr. Liu smiled, "I don't have to pay attention to him. The Master Wangqi has been revealing the secrets of heaven all his life. If he is not tolerated by heaven and earth, he will not end up well."

You are also a qi reader. Isn't that cursing yourself?

The man in the bamboo hat hesitated to speak, and finally just uttered two words: "Yes, sir."

...

After Ye Yan and Wang Qingxue turned around, they went back to find Hu Zi.

The two came to the place where they had separated before, but saw Hu Zi lying on the ground as a horse, with a young man riding on it, and several young people watching beside him, all laughing and looking like they were watching a joke.

If the people riding on Hu Zi were the children before, Ye Yan would naturally not say anything and just laugh it off.

But, it was an adult riding on Hu Zi?

A cold light flashed in his eyes, so you'd better have a good reason!

"Master!" Seeing Ye Yan and Wang Qingxue coming over, Hu Zi stopped immediately and shouted in surprise.

The young man on the "horse" was unhappy and said, "Why stop, hurry up!"

"But the young master is here, Hu Zi has to go." Hu Zi said weakly.

"No matter what, keep climbing for me!" The young man said unreasonably.

Ye Yan had already walked over and said in a deep voice: "Stand up first."

Hu Zi replied yes and immediately climbed up.

When he climbed up, the young man on the horse naturally slipped down. He snorted and said to Ye Yan: "I ride my own horse, what does it have to do with you?"

Ye Yan didn't look at him, but asked Hu Zi: "Why did you let him ride?"

"Oh, Hu Zi used to play with those little guys and be their horse." Hu Zi said, "Later they came, and this man said he also wanted to ride a horse, otherwise he would die, so Hu Zi let him ride."

"Hahaha!" Those young people just laughed.

Isn't this just a fool? They believed it after hearing it.