Zombie World: Maoshan Weird Doctor

Nowadays, the times are turbulent, the warlords are fighting, and Zhuge Kongping's family lives in the world, and it is inevitable that they will deal with the warlords.

In order to take into account the overall situation and calm the people, often at this time, the Zhuge family is unwilling to have a head-on conflict with the warlord.

Now seeing that these people are unwilling to leave, and compare themselves to nobles, Wang Hui has no choice but to shake his head and say:

"My lord, it's true that you are a nobleman, but the one I want to greet is also a nobleman, why don't you find an inn to rest for a while, and tomorrow morning I will be the first to approve the divination for you?"

"Fart!"

The middle-aged man directly took out the pistol on his waist, slapped it on the table angrily, and shouted loudly at Wang Hui:

"He is a nobleman, and I am also a nobleman, why should I let him! If you don't give me a word today to ask about the future, I will demolish your Zhuge family, and I will do it!"

Wow!

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, the men who came with him stood in front of him one by one, and the middle-aged scholar also pulled out the pistols on his waist.

This scene startled Zhuge Hua and the ghost servants who were cleaning up in the hall.

They didn't dare to get closer, so they could only hide in the corner and sneak a look at the scene outside the door.

"Hey... "

Wang Hui let out a long sigh, immediately put on a smiling face, and said:

"Since you came first, my lord, then I will make a divination for you to solve the confusion in your heart!"

"Hmph, that's pretty much it!"

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, and then glanced at the subordinates behind him.

Everyone understood, so they pinned the pistol back to their waists, and stood on the side of the courtyard again.

"Come on, let's approve the words!"

"My lord, please write down your birthday, and I'll show you!"

As he spoke, Zhuge Wang Hui handed a piece of paper and a brush to the other party's hand.

"What to write, Lao Tzu is illiterate, you just give me the calculation!"

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man threw the brush and paper directly on the ground, waited for Wang Hui with disdain, and said in a deep voice:

"It is said that the lady of the Zhuge family in Baili Town is proficient in divination and fortune-telling, I want to see today, how do you tell me fortune-telling! If it doesn't work, I will still demolish your courtyard!"

"That... Alright!"

Obviously, Wang Huiqiao's middle-aged man came to find fault, and then he also paid a certain amount of attention in his heart, and said:

"My lord, you have a heroic face, a majestic spirit, and the people under your command are all young talents, and their skills are extraordinary, if I am not mistaken, you are a high-ranking officer in the army, and those subordinates are all soldiers under your command!"

"Hey, you're really right, this is our Wu Dashuai, and we are all his subordinates!"

At this time, the young man who was following Wu Dashuai stood up again, and when he saw that Wang Hui guessed the identity of the other party, he couldn't help but show off proudly.

In this event, the warlords were in a scuffle, and the capable warlords from all over the country were arguing one after another, either occupying a town or a city.

No matter how big or small the territory is, these people all call themselves commanders.

is like Uncle Jiu's rival in love, Long Dashuai, who has less than a thousand people under him, which can be said to have a lot of power.

And the Marshal Wu in front of him, there are dozens of soldiers under him, and the layout of the town is naturally no play, but it is also possible to occupy a small village and become a soil emperor.

Now that Wu Dashuai is coming this time, he just wants to divinate his fate and future, and see if his strength can be improved and whether his power can continue to expand!

After all, a small village seems to be unable to satisfy its appetite.

"If you guessed right, then you can calculate for me, what is my destiny and future!"

"Hmmm... "

Wang Hui looked at Wu Dashuai's angry face, shook his head and said:

"With all due respect, Wu Dashuai, your ancestors have a loss of Yin Virtue, and it is a little difficult to get promoted one step further in this life!"

"What! You're saying I can't continue to expand my power in my life!"

As soon as he heard this Wang Hui say this, Wu Dashuai was obviously a little anxious, and immediately took the case and said angrily:

"That's not it, just because it's difficult doesn't mean it's impossible!"

Seeing that Wu Dashuai was angry again, and that the soldiers under his command had each drawn their pistols, Wang Hui could only wave his hand again and again, and continued:

"According to your home palace personality, your prosperous land is in the south, if you want to go further, you need to take your soldiers to the south to fight, at most five years, at least three years, you can gain a firm foothold and expand your power!"

"South... "

Hearing this, Wu Dashuai sat down again, and said to himself with a contemplative look:

"The south is indeed more peaceful than the north, and it is not impossible to stand on its own. Hmmm!"

Seeing that Wu Dashuai's face gradually showed a satisfactory request, Wang Hui said lightly:

"But I still have a piece of advice for you, you and your men have a faint musty smell around their heads, and you will be unlucky today, so hurry back and bathe in grapefruit leaves, and when tomorrow passes, the mildew will naturally dissipate!"

"Bad luck! You tell me plain!"

"Well, if my guess is correct, you're going to get beaten today!"