Jiang Fan thought for a while: "I am young too, so why not ask about my luck?"
Lu Tiezui nodded: "Everyone who calculates luck is nothing more than reading words, reading faces, and touching bones. I wonder where I want to start?"
Jiang Fan thought for a while: "I don't feel comfortable looking and touching, but I don't know a few words, so I just drew a random line and you have a look."
As he spoke, he picked up his pen and drew a vertical line on the rice paper.
Lu Tiezui frowned and looked, his eyes slowly becoming surprised: "Tsk, tsk... a stick, this is not a word..."
Jiang Fan curled his lips: "Why, can't you see it now?"
"No, no..." Lu Tiezui looked at it for a long time and said slowly: "Once it is vertical, it could be connected to the ground and reach the sky. However, when you start the pen, it is empty up and down. It has no support, no roots and no feet. It seems that something was born out of nothing. meaning……"
As he spoke, he slowly lifted up the pen and stared at the vertical stroke: "At the beginning, the handwriting was free and easy, as if it was free and unrestrained, falling from the sky. However, the ending was unexpectedly neat, but it seemed to be scrupulous and seeking stability in the middle. In this way, it reaches the sky and reaches the bottom. Then he set up the ground..."
After saying that, he dipped it in ink and added a horizontal line on it: "It's for the sky."
Then he added a horizontal line below: "This is the earth..."
At a glance, a vertical line turned into the word "work".
Lu Tiezui paused with the pen in his hand and said a little thoughtfully: "Brother came from the land of water virtue and started as water..."
As he said that, he added three more points on the left side.
Jiang Fan's heart was slightly shaken. After he added two and three additions, the vertical character suddenly turned into the character "江".
"Dare I ask..." He looked at Jiang Fan mysteriously: "Brother, is there a word for Jiang in your name?"
Jiang Fan was shocked in his heart, but frowned: "The boy's surname is Jiang, Jiang San."
Lu Tiezui was not moved, and shook his head slightly: "Chiang, whoever is under him and who coerces the generals, should be the king..."
Jiang Fan was really frightened. Is this possible for his grandma?
"Jiang San...Three...the Three give birth to all things. If that vertical pole is laid flat, the top is the sky, the bottom is the earth, and the middle is man. It can mean to rule all peoples, so...Jiang the Three..."
His expression suddenly changed drastically: "The country is also... Ziqi comes from the west to look at the country..."
After saying a word, the pen in his hand clattered to the ground, staring at Jiang Fan with a face full of surprise.
As everyone knows, Jiang Fan is also confused. What, how can he be so far-fetched? If fortune-telling is so powerful, I don’t need to practice the qi-gazing technique anymore...
"Forgive me, forgive me... I can't see it today, I can't see it..."
After saying that, Lu Tiezui was so flustered that he actually got up and ran away, not even wanting to close the stall.
Having said this, how could Jiang Fan let him go? He grabbed his wrist and said, "Sir, how can you leave before the calculation is over?"
Lu Tie's lips trembled: "No, forget it, I'll give you the tea with both hands. Today, the way of heaven is chaotic and luck is erratic. I can't see it, I can't see it."
Jiang Fan smiled slightly at this moment: "You can't see it, but you have to see it. If the business is halfway done, there is no reason to stop. Sir, please continue."
As he said that, he put more force in his hands, and Lu Tiezui was directly pulled back to his seat by a force that left no trace.
Lu Tiezui's eyes wandered, and suddenly he saw a snake head sticking out of the man's sleeve, and the thick white teeth were attached to his veins. He trembled all over, his expression became a little ugly, and he smiled bitterly: "Brother... no , This young master, why are you so embarrassed by the next fortune teller, oh no, no, he is not a fortune teller, Lu Sheng is just a gangster who plays with pens and words, you sir, just treat me like a fart."
"I can't, it's such a big fart, it makes me panic." Jiang Fan said seriously: "If I don't make it clear today, you won't be able to leave."
"This, this...can't be bought and sold by force, isn't it?"
"Haha, you pulled me to sit down, and now you just give up? Brother Monkey!"
As soon as he spoke, the monkey bared its fangs, tightened its stick, and became murderous.
"Whether you want your life or fortune telling, you decide for yourself." Jiang Fan let go of his hand and looked at him with a smile.
Although he let go, Lu Sheng did not dare to move at all, because the silver snake was already coiled around his wrist, and he might bite it at any time.
"Brother, are you a monkey player or a snake player?"
It's so sad. Why didn't anyone tell me before I came here that he had so many extravagant jobs...
He sighed helplessly and gritted his teeth: "Then I say, after I finish speaking, you have to let me go."
"I'll let you go if I say it's good, but if I don't say it..." Jiang Fan's eyes flashed with cold light: "We who travel in the world often see white knives going in and red knives coming out..."
Lu Tie's mouth was like a bitter gourd, and he hesitated for a long time before continuing: "Young Master looks like an ordinary person walking around in the world, but with that one stroke, he instantly goes against the sky. Mortals are extraordinary. Jiang and the three, the country... Mortals determine the country, and it is regarded as... …”
His eyes trembled violently, and although he sat still, he whispered: "The common people... pay homage to King Xiaoyao."
Jiang Fan was really confused at this moment. Did he really figure this out by measuring words? Damn, it doesn't make sense, but... what he said seems to make sense... I actually don't know how to do it anymore.
After staring at him for a long time, he slowly exhaled and said to someone, "Kill him."
At that time, Lu Tiezui collapsed and his face turned pale: "Don't, don't, please don't. This villain is just a fortune teller. What he says right or wrong is nothing more than money. He shouldn't be beaten or killed -"
Jiang Fan looked at him, his eyes moved, but his breath calmed down.
"Who are you?"
"Caomin, Lu Sheng, known as Lu Tiezui..."
"Tell the truth, otherwise no matter how tough your mouth is, you can knock out a tooth."
Lu Tiezui smiled bitterly: "The villain didn't lie at all. He is Lu Sheng. Lu Tiezui was born and raised in Daicheng. He has not been out of a radius of three hundred miles in his life. He was also from a scholarly family. The family genealogy is still there. The neighbors have witnessed that I have wasted thirty-seven years, and it cannot be false if it is true."
Jiang Fan's eyes were indifferent: "I believe it, but you know, I'm asking about your identity."
Seeing his indifferent gaze, Lu Tiezui's heart suddenly shook for some reason. That familiar gaze looked down on all living beings from high above. Although the young man in front of him was not very high in cultivation, he just couldn't resist.
Even at this moment, he had the urge to kneel down and surrender.
"Hey..." He sighed softly: "Your Highness, let's go quickly. There is an undercurrent here and your whereabouts have been leaked."
This voice from Your Highness made Jiang Fan narrow his eyes.
"Your Highness..." His eyes slowly turned to the towering mountains in the distance: "Where are you from?"
Lu Tiezui shook his head: "I have never been to Taiyue in my life. Your Highness's identity...is really calculated..."
"Fart." Jiang Fan said casually: "Don't let me ask you about your identity again!"
He did not ask who the other party belonged to, because once he asked this question, it would obviously mean that he knew about the internal strife in the imperial court, and if the other party was not from the Crown Prince, it meant that there was something wrong with Jiang Fan.
Lu Tiezui said with complicated eyes: "It's not that I don't want to say it, but... don't use Hidden Dragon."
