There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

It seems awkward, but not unusual.

There are people coming and going here, and it is even more lively than before. Most of them are posting tasks or receiving tasks.

Basically, 80% of the people in the shelter hang out here every day.

He is full of expectations, wondering how much hexagram gold will be harvested today?

Unfortunately, people coming and going looked at his age, shook their heads, sighed, looked away and walked away.

"Young man, you are too young and not suitable for this line of work."

The boss selling clothes next to him joked: "If you have a hairless mouth, you will not be able to do your job well."

"Superficial!" Chen Banxian was angry: "Superficial human beings!"

"Think about it, when you go to the hospital, do you want a hairy doctor to treat you or do you want an old Mediterranean to diagnose you?"

This example was so appropriate that Chen Banxian stopped talking and seemed to have been convinced.

He left the stall and disappeared into the crowd.

"Young people... also blame this world." The clothing owner sighed. After the goods were sold, he would have to go out and take risks. He might not be able to come back tomorrow.

However, when the young man left, the table left behind was not bad, and could be used to place two beautiful clothes.

The boss was about to take action when he saw the young man coming back with a paper bag on his head.

Sure enough, we still need to listen to the opinions of the masses!

Chen Banxian put on the paper bag and felt his brain became clear for a while, and his thoughts were running faster than ever before.

The boss next to him twitched his lips, young people nowadays really have ideas.

Suddenly, the boss heard an explosion in his ears:

"Fortune telling! Fortune telling! Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune!"

He suddenly turned his head, and the young man wearing a paper bag shouted loudly: "Predict the danger and choose an auspicious day and auspicious time! It is the best choice for going out to the shelter to do tasks!"

What a loud noise!

People cast their eyes one after another and saw a paper bag advertising in an emotional tone:

"Mom, I want to tell fortunes."

"Calculate, calculate the big hexagrams!"

"Well~ Mom, that's great, thank you Mom."

"Fortune telling! Fortune telling! Fortune telling! (Frustrated)"

"Who the hell is going to tell fortunes?"

…

This is a talent!

The crowd felt a fever on their faces. Why did they blush with embarrassment when he was shouting?

Among the crowd, Gao Yuanyuan was out to buy snacks, but her eyes lit up when she saw this.

"Yes, I can create another entertainment ranking. This will give me another way to make money. If anyone wants to be popular, just give me money and help him create a shady plot!"

She didn't buy any snacks and hurried back to work overtime!

For Chen Banxian, today is destined to be a passionate day.

He kept yelling until dark and never stopped. No one was looking for him to tell fortunes, but he was enjoying it.

After packing his things, he hugged the table and took off the paper bag, feeling a strong sense of exhaustion in his heart.

? ? ?

His blood was watered by the cold current of the night, and he suddenly realized: What did I do this day?

Staring at the paper bag in his hand, he felt that this small bag seemed to have infinite magic power and could give him infinite confidence.

why is that? He doesn't understand.

When they came to the tent, Liu Lexian and others happened to come back at this time. Seeing his strange state, they asked:

"Brother Chen, why do you look so tired?"

"Nothing, I went out to check out the shelter today."

He subconsciously concealed his day's experience, his face turned slightly red.

Spent a day visiting shelters? Liu Lexian thought that Brother Chen was as shocked as she was by what she saw and heard, and her face didn't look good either.

"Brother Chen, I understand how you feel. Life for everyone in the shelter is too difficult."

She thought of what she had seen today, the sallow and thin children, the crying babies, the frightened old women and children.

The small tent can even fit a family of five inside.

They made a simple understanding.

More than 80% of families have lost a loved one!

More than 60% of the people survive on a wowotou and a bowl of porridge every day.

Most of the remaining people make a living by taking on quests and taking risks in the city.

And this situation is getting more serious day by day.

Liu Lexian's eyes were very deep:

"Brother Chen, tell me, how can we change these current situations?"

"change?"

Chen Banxian waved his hand casually: "Let's talk tomorrow."

The strong man Liu Lexian must have eaten too much, so he thought too much.

He is different. He has a strong digestion ability and gets hungry quickly. He doesn't think about it at all.

"Brother Chen..." Liu Lexian looked at the closed small tent, worried.

"Brother Chen's psychological pressure is even heavier than ours."

She sighed: "Jiaojiao Xiaoxiao, go to bed early. Tomorrow we will go to the city to see if there is a grain warehouse."

Liangcheng does have a grain reserve, but generally no one knows where it is. Who cares if serious people have enough food and clothing?

It's night, deep.

Protecting everyone from patrolling, with only the thickness of a piece of paper separating Liu Lexian and the others, Chen Banxian closed his eyes, not to sleep, but to study the Qi and Blood Realm skills that Su Yun gave him.

This technique is very simple. By mobilizing Qi and blood to move in circles along various acupoints in the body, it is the so-called Zhoutian circulation.

Of course, just circulation is not enough. It must be combined with a large amount of food with sufficient qi and blood, and then boxing can increase qi and blood and promote the body's strength.

This is so simple... bullshit!

Chen Banxian threw away the papers, then closed and opened his eyes following the perception of the living being he had gained previously.

"Snapped!"

In less than a second, something seemed to come alive in his body. The energy and blood were originally lifeless, but at this moment they seemed to have limbs and limbs.

With just a thought, Qi and blood can appear anywhere in the body and increase.

Is this a living thing? He was a little disgusted. Compared with his Demon Summoning Sutra Qi, it was like heaven and earth.

Barely, it's a bit of an increase.

Tasteless!

"sleep."

He lay down and closed his eyes. This method of cultivation was completely unsuitable for him, but fortune-telling still had a future.

Practicing for a while every day to increase the Demon Summoning Meridian Qi is already his limit, and one cannot be too cruel to oneself.

Speaking of cruelty, what was that thing in yesterday’s dream?

His eyes suddenly opened again. What if they met again tonight?

It shouldn't be that bad, right?

Chen Banxian's mind was racing, thinking about it, and fell asleep with tangled worries.

Then, as soon as it went dark, it lit up again. The familiar thatched house and the familiar drafts from all sides were exactly the same as yesterday.

He suddenly turned around, and sure enough, he met the eyes of a female spy who was covered in bruises.

"Do you still want to worship me here?" He was flustered and angry, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Oh, oh, Yiwuxu!" the female ghost screamed, raising her hand to strangle her neck.

Chen Banxian once again tried to fight with force, but the result was no doubt useless.

Let's cheat.

He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes: "My conscience is still intact!"

…

At dawn the next day, Liu Lexian and his three daughters knocked on his tent and issued an invitation.

"Brother Chen, we are going out of the city to see if there are any large grain reserves. Do you want to come with us?"

Chen Banxian turned his head away, shielding his painful, red and swollen eyes and the marks of his own slap on his face: "You go ahead, I have something to do today, so be careful on the way."

Brother Chen refused, and the three women felt a little regretful. After all, this man's combat power was terrible.

Seeing the three girls walking away, he sat up cross-legged. After practicing today's Demon Summoning Sutra task, he put on his paper bag head and continued to set up the stall.

Today's task release office was a bit quiet, with people coming and going, and the voices were lowered.

A man on the left whispered: "Brother, I have an offer here, do you want to buy it?"

The other man frowned and whispered, "Is there still this now? Is anyone watching?"

"Brother, give me players and batteries...

Or the conversation at the mission reception.

"I want to take over the mission of exterminating giant insects out of the city."

"What? Please speak louder, I can't hear you."

"I said, I want to take over the mission of exterminating giant insects out of the city!"

"What? You want to hand over the battery gas business?"