"Ah? What's the big deal?" Yu Xiaolong was surprised.
"I really don't know this anymore. I'm sorry! However, there is one person who is the key to this big thing." The old man said.
"Who?" Yu Xiaolong asked anxiously.
"Well...cough!" The old man rolled his eyes and looked at the sky. Yu Xiaolong was stunned, and quickly took out a handful of money, no matter how many coins he had.
The old man's eyes lit up, he took it over with a smile, and said with a smile: "That person is the person that the Eighth Office and the evil forces are fighting for. It is also the person who has been hiding in the dense forests of the Northeast for more than 20 years and is involved in the matter." Reading La Yu Xiaolong didn't make any money at once, the amount of information was too great.
He was stunned and asked: "How do you know that?"
"Haha... The person who was finally found by the Eighth Office is the key to the whole incident." The old man said slowly.
Yu Xiaolong was thinking rapidly in his mind, trying hard to connect several things together, gradually forming a complete chain.
After a moment, he wondered: "Isn't that right?" The old man blinked and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Since that mysterious organization does such a big thing, what does it have to do with my friend? Why did it want to assassinate him?" The old man shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Maybe it's a coincidence." Yu Xiaolong thought for a moment and then suddenly asked: "May I ask who the master is?"
"Haha...I'm just a fortune teller, what kind of tall man or dwarf?" the old man said with a smile. Yu Xiaolong said depressedly: "I know you must be an expert. You have told me so much. How do you know such details?"
"I am a fortune teller!" the old man chuckled.
"You...okay." Yu Xiaolong knew that he couldn't ask again. The old man said with a smile: "Finally, I will tell you one more thing. Do you want to hear it?"
"Listen! You must want to hear it!" Yu Xiaolong nodded. The old man said depressedly: "What do you know that you have to want to hear?"
"Anything is fine, I'll listen." Yu Xiaolong said with a smile. At this time, I heard a crisp voice from the distance: "Brother Yu!" Turning around, Wan Yanfeng walked over quickly with a frown on his face, pointed at Yu Xiaolong and said, "I told you not to run around. Wait for me! It’s exactly what I thought, running around! What are you doing here!”
"Uh... let me tell the fortune." Yu Xiaolong scratched his head. He had forgotten that he came with Wan Yanfeng.
"A fortune teller? You?" Wan Yanfeng looked at him suspiciously, then at the old man opposite.
"Girl, can you tell me your fortune?" The other party showed his yellow teeth and smiled. Wan Yanfeng said depressedly: "Brother Yu, why did you remember to tell fortunes? You don't have a fever, do you?"
"Uh... I'm just bored, so I came here to chat." Yu Xiaolong smiled sheepishly.
"Come on, let's go back." Wan Yanfeng greeted.
"Don't worry, girl, it won't take long to make a fortune. It's cheap." The old man smiled obscenely. Wan Yanfeng shook his head and said, "I know a fortune teller, but I don't need it now." Yu Xiaolong waved his hand and said with a smile, "Since you're here, let's do the fortune telling. I'll give you the money, just ten yuan." He I dug through my pockets, but I didn't find one. It turned out that all the money I borrowed from Qu Zhangyong had been given out.
Yu Xiaolong said depressedly: "The money... is gone... all given to him."
"What? How much?" Wan Yanfeng was a little unhappy.
"I borrowed it from Qu Changyong... It seems to be a thousand yuan, right?" Yu Xiaolong giggled. When Wan Yanfeng heard this, he immediately frowned, nodded his head and asked, "Did you predict a thousand yuan? That's okay! You are awesome!"
"I...I don't know why it was all spent." Yu Xiaolong also felt depressed.
"Girl, fortune-telling cannot be measured by money, it is just a form of exchange. Divinations can be believed or not believed in. This young man is so persistent and serious, and the girl should not make unreasonable opinions." The old man laughed.
"Let's go back." Wanyanfeng dragged Yu Xiaolong.
"Wait... the girl really doesn't count as a hexagram?" The old man refused to give up.
"It doesn't count." Wan Yanfeng shook her head and pulled Yu Xiaolong away.
"Haha...I am willing to give you a hexagram for free." The old man smiled. Wan Yanfeng said nothing and continued walking forward.
"You can calculate the girl's emotional divination. From my simple opinion, the girl's divination seems a bit complicated." The old man said while holding his chin.
Wan Yanfeng suddenly stopped, turned around and walked back and said, "What do you mean by...complex?" The old man said slowly: "Complex means...complex." Wan Yanfeng sat on the chair and said: " Then let me figure it out." Yu Xiaolong was very depressed and muttered: "Hey? Aren't you going to leave?"
"Wait a minute. Why are you in a hurry? There's nothing to do." Wanyan Fengtou didn't look back, and held out his hand. Yu Xiaolong was speechless, secretly thinking that this woman was really like the clouds in the dog days of summer - changing too fast.
"Master, please calculate your feelings for me." Wan Yanfeng stretched out her right hand.
"Hmm...bring it with your left hand." The old man said while putting on his reading glasses.
"Left hand? Isn't it male left and female right?" Wan Yanfeng asked doubtfully. Yu Xiaolonghe interrupted: "This one is looking at the male right and the female left." The old man stretched out his thumb and said with a smile, "Boys can be taught." Wan Yanfeng stretched out her left hand, but the old man did not touch it, but came closer to take a closer look. As he spoke, he muttered silently.
After a while, he took off his reading glasses and said, "Girl, your emotional line... is a bit complicated."
"Ah? You mean...chaotic?" Wanyanfeng pouted her little mouth and felt a little unhappy.
"Hahahaha." Yu Xiaolong couldn't help laughing.
"Shut up!" Wan Yanfeng gritted her teeth and looked at Yu Xiaolong.
"No, no, no! Your love line is very single. You only have one relationship in your life, and it is very specific. It only targets one person." The old man said with a slight smile.
"Oh? When can that person come?" Wan Yanfeng's expression immediately changed and she looked at him with a smile.
The old man pinched his chin and shook his head: "It won't come in a short time, and it may take a long time. In a special period, your feelings will naturally come."
"Really? Thank you, Master!" Wan Yanfeng stood up with a rosy face and asked, "How much is it?" The old man waved his hand and said, "We agreed to give you a free hexagram."
"Thank you, Master, hehe!" Wanyanfeng was very happy.
"Ahem... Master, you still have something to say and you didn't finish telling me, right?" Yu Xiaolong asked.
"Girl, please stay calm nearby and I'll have a few words with this guy." The old man said with a smile.
“Okay, okay.
"Wanyanfeng jumped up and down and walked away.
"Master, you said at that time... that organization was doing something big that shook the world, and there was a very key figure, the one who was found by the Eighth Office many years ago?" Yu Xiaolong asked in a low voice.
"Yes, this person is a unique case between the yin and yang of heaven and earth. Although he is no different from ordinary people, his inner energy and potential cannot be underestimated. Even he may not know this." The old man said calmly. said.
"Please ask the master to give you detailed instructions!" Yu Xiaolong became more energetic.
"That's all I know. The details are determined by numerology." The old man waved his hand and said.
"If you put it this way, the matter of my friend being assassinated...isn't a big deal?" Yu Xiaolong said with a bitter smile.
"Hey~ That's not as good as a cough!" The old man shook his head.
"That's it...it seems like this is not a big deal." Yu Xiaolonghe said to himself.
"It all depends on numerology. You can make your own decision, brother." The old man began to pack up his belongings.
"Okay, thank you for today, Master!" Yu Xiaolong looked at him gratefully. The old man smiled and said, "I will tell you one last thing."
"Master, please speak!" Yu Xiaolong asked quickly.
"Do you know about Black Cliff Prison?" the old man asked in a low voice.
