Chapter 160： Science God Stick VS Koi Yun Fairy 09 ┃ Tiekou Straight Broken (1/2)

After Zhuang Li handed over the gold ingot and bracelet sent by the woman to the second son of Zhuang, he closed his eyes and rested.

7480 asked in his mind: "Master, don't you want to establish authority? There are so many people waiting for you to tell your fortune, why don't you count? The iron has to be struck while the iron is hot, you quickly count a few more and tell them to see yours. sharp."

Zhuang Li said casually: "These people are here to watch the fun and don't need help. It's a waste of time for me to tell them fortune-telling. Not only can I not build up my prestige, but I also become a street monkey artist. My clients must be careful. pick."

During the speech, a deep and rich voice suppressed all the noise, "This little gentleman, how about you help me calculate a divination?"

The familiar voice hit Zhuang Li's eardrum like a drumstick, causing him to suddenly open his eyes and look straight ahead.

I saw a tall figure slowly coming against the sun, and when he walked into the shadow of the street corner, an angular face appeared.

It's just that in this life, he was incredibly thin, and the large brocade robe hung on his body like a flag. Blue and black tired color.

His bones are very good, even if he is too thin to be human, his appearance is still so masculine and handsome, wearing a luxurious robe to conceal it a little, he looks heroic.

However, Zhuang Li knew how handsome, how courageous, and how dignified he was at his peak.

Now he is like a sick tiger. He walked from the other side of the street to the other side of the street. After just a dozen steps, he was sweating coldly and breathing slightly. Not as good.

If he hadn't come here, what would have been his fate?

Looking at this man, Zhuang Li had mixed feelings in his heart, the joy of reuniting again, the anxiety of worrying about his physical condition, and the depression that he had to pretend not to know.

He blinked, wiping away the tears in his pupils, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you want?"

Surrounded by several guards, the man approached. He did not open his mouth to speak, but spread his palms.

Zhuang Li was still sitting on the pony, but the people watching the lively around took a few big steps and stayed a little further away. Through the brocade clothes on the man and the guards he brought, everyone has realized that his identity must be extraordinary.

Telling fortune-telling for the nobles is not a joke. Maybe one of the words is wrong.

The second child of Zhuang started to get nervous, and there were many beads of sweat on his forehead. Fearing that he would contaminate the eyes of the noble, he quickly wiped it off with his sleeves.

The guard standing behind the tall man also put a handkerchief into the man's open palm and told him to wipe off his sweat.

The man slowly wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, his chest heaving up and down, but the end of his nose did not breathe roughly. It can be seen that he is extremely uncomfortable, but he is used to restraining this discomfort.

Zhuang Li stared at him intently.

The man's breathing finally became rapid.

He took two steps forward and approached the fortune-telling booth, but his eyelids drooped slightly, avoiding the boy's focused gaze. It is very strange that the body, which has been cold and cold all the year round, is slowly heating up at this moment.

"You also test a word for me?" the man asked gently.

Zhuang Li rolled his eyes, pursed his lips and said, "Bring me a table and two more chairs, and everything is ready, and I'll test it for you."

The man was stunned for a moment, then looked at the guard beside him.

The guards left as soon as they handed over their hands. After a while, a group of guys came out from the opposite Jin Manlou, carrying a heavy table of the Eight Immortals, followed by two Taishi chairs, both made of red sandalwood. Also very refined.

Jinmanlou is the most luxurious restaurant in Bazhou City. To be able to get such precious furniture from Jinmanlou, this tall man must have an extraordinary identity.

The crowd watching the excitement retreated a little further, and the unbridled voices of discussion were swallowed into their throats. Even so, they were reluctant to leave, and they all wanted to see how Mr. Xiucai helped the nobles tell fortunes, and whether the hexagrams were accurate.

The second child of Zhuang was really frightened, and he frequently winked at his son, telling him to accept it as soon as he saw it.

However, Zhuang Li hurriedly walked over to the table of the Eight Immortals, sat down generously, inserted the flag into the crack of the ground behind him, and tapped the table to order: "Sit down, write a word."

Seeing his calm and calm attitude, neither humble nor arrogant, the tall man raised his eyebrows slightly, showing interest, and finally sat down, picked up his pen and wrote the word "reason".

He saw the banner of "Li Banxian", so he thought of such a word. While writing it, he somehow fell into a moment of daze, and a vague sense of familiarity flashed through his mind.

Zhuang Li pulled out the piece of paper from the man's palm, frowned and looked closely.

Only then did the man break free from his brief absence and stare at each other.

The tall and strong guards standing behind the man held their chests, stared at Zhuang Li, as if he would pull out a knife and smash his stall to pieces if he made a wrong word.

Zhuang Lao Er's sleeves were soaked wet and wiped with sweat. How could a high-ranking commoner like him ever see such a battle, and even the richest businessman in Jin state did not have the aura of a man.

While everyone was suffocating and waiting, Zhuang Li said slowly, "You are looking for someone."

The man's expression was always calm, and the color of his eyes did not change at all, as if he hadn't heard these words.

The guards standing behind him were stunned for a moment, and then showed surprised expressions.

It was really counted by this little gentleman!

Zhuang Li didn't look at anyone, just stared at the man, and continued: "On the left side of Li is a word for king, and the three strokes are connected to it, and it is called "king". Landing. This word not only represents your identity, but also represents the purpose of your trip. If you go to heaven and earth, you have to find someone."