75: C75 Guigu'zi's Descendant

C75 Guigu'zi's Descendant

Standing at the door and casually looking at the plates, Faang Xuan suddenly hesitated.

Should he really go in? Should he kill those people, or should he break one of their arms with his own rules?

Thinking about it, with his current strength, even if they brought a patrolling company with them, he could still do whatever he wanted. But if he really did that, would he still be able to stay in Huaxia?

Although he didn't plan to live in Huaxia forever and he had to go to Europe in the future, that woman in his memory, he had to meet her again, but...

He could just leave, but what about the Fang family?

Although Faang Zhennan and his wife were traveling in Europe, it was still temporary. The old man's thoughts were conservative, and his thoughts of returning to the roots were deeply rooted. They had to come back eventually. Not only had he taken over their son's body, but he had also taken over their son's body. Was he going to make them have a home that they could not go back to?

Faang Xuan hesitated.

"Young people should be vigorous and decisive in killing. Unfortunately, even though they have lived two lives, they still can't see through the mortal world..."

Suddenly, an old and hoarse voice entered his ears, causing Faang Xuan's entire body to tremble.

Lowering his head, he didn't know when, but more than ten meters away from the entrance of the bar, under the dim light of the street lamp, an old man with a dry face and a goatee on his chin appeared.

The old man wore a white polyester jacket and a pair of green cloth pants that were washed white. Below his feet were the cloth shoes of the old capital. He was sitting on a small stool, and there was a white cloth the size of a square table on the ground in front of him. On the cloth was a drawing of the Taiji Yin Yang Eight Trigrams, and in the blank space were four wild grasses that could scare birds and snakes."

It was just an ordinary fortune-telling stall. Although it was very puzzling to see it in a bar street, this was not the reason why Fang Xuan was shocked.

What truly shocked him was that when he had just arrived at the entrance of the bar, he had clearly remembered that there was no such fortune-telling stall around. But now, this old man seemed to have appeared out of thin air.

What exactly was going on?

There was also the second half of the sentence, "Two lives as a person, yet you can't see through the world of mortals." What exactly did it mean?

Could it be that this old guy knew the secret of his two lives as a person?

When he thought of this, Faang Xuan couldn't help but shiver. All along, rebirth had always been his biggest secret, as well as all kinds of strange changes in his body. These were all absolute secrets that couldn't be revealed to outsiders. The old man pointed them out. What exactly was the meaning of this?

A trace of killing intent flashed across Faang Xuan's eyes. Regardless of whether the old man was deliberately mystifying or if he was really an expert hermit, if he really knew his secret, then he could only start a massacre.

The old man seemed to have sensed something. He looked at Faang Xuan, and the wrinkles on his face squeezed together. His eyes narrowed into slits, revealing an extremely wretched smile. "Sir, a divination? This old man hasn't opened his business yet tonight. Take care of business? "

Faang Xuan was stunned. Just as he was about to answer, he heard an arrogant voice shout in front of him, "Old man, when did you come? Is this where you set up your stall? If one wanted to tell a fortune, there were many places at the bottom of the heavenly bridge and beside the subway. This is a f * cking place for fun. Hurry up and f * ck off."

The person who spoke was the security guard at the entrance of the bar. It was only at this moment that he noticed the old fortune-teller and wanted to go up and attack him.

The old man's chrysanthemum face instantly turned into a bitter melon. He looked at the aggressive security guard in fear and begged, "Young man, alright, alright. Although it's cool down below that bridge, but at night, there were only beggars. How could beggars have money to read fortunes? It was the same at the subway station. They were all homeless people. It would be good if they did not rob this old man. Only your place..."

"You're still in the mood, aren't you? Get lost, get lost. This place isn't a place for you to earn money. Hurry up and give it to me... "

"Brother, don't make things difficult for the old man. Here, take it to buy cigarettes to smoke. This old man is also very pitiful."

The security guard was just about to step forward to flip the stall when he was stopped by Faang Xuan. Just as he was about to get angry, he saw a bright red old man's head in front of him. His angry expression immediately eased up.

He had been guarding the bar all year round and was used to seeing all kinds of customers. The security guard thought that he had mastered a pair of Fiery Golden Eyes. He saw that Fang Xuan was well-dressed and had an imposing appearance. He looked like a person with a great background. In addition to the tip of the other party's one hundred yuan tip, he might as well give Fang Xuan some face. He bitterly returned to the door, turned his head to the side, and no longer looked at the old man. However, he still muttered softly, "Fraud."

"What can they be considered as?" Faang Xuan walked up to the old man and asked faintly.

The old man revealed a flattering smile and looked at Fang Xuan with eager eyes. "It counts as anything. What do you want to count as?"

Faang Xuan stared at the old man. This old man had loose muscles all over his body. He was so thin! He was only left with skin and bones. No matter how he looked at it, he did not look like a person who knew martial arts. In addition to that extremely wretched smile on his face, Faang Xuan immediately had the urge to pull his legs and leave.

The old man seemed to have seen through the hesitation in Faang Xuan's heart and immediately said, "Mister, you're here tonight to find someone, right? Haha, do you think this old man is right?"

"How do you know?" A golden light burst out from Fang Xuan's eyes, emitting an invisible evil aura. There was indeed something wrong with this old thing. It actually knew that he was here to look for someone. Perhaps, it could only be used ruthlessly.1

"Hey, mister, don't be nervous. I saw you looking around outside the bar just now. When you reached the door, you hesitated, and you walked over. Plus, this bar is located on this street, which is close to the inside. This old man boldly inferred that you are definitely not here to have fun. Hehe, Sir, am I right? " After saying that, the old man looked at Faang Xuan with a babyish expression.

Faang Xuan narrowed his eyes and asked noncommittally, "What did you mean when you saw me earlier?"

"Which sentence?"

"I have lived two lives, but I can't see through the mortal world..."

"Heh, this..." The old man twirled his goatee, a troubled expression appearing on his face.

Faang Xuan's face turned cold, and he said coldly, "You don't want to say?"

The old man pondered for a moment, and it seemed as if he was unable to make a decision in his heart. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said with an expression as if he was ready to throw caution to the wind, "Give me fifty yuan and I'll say it."

Without saying another word, Faang Xuan took out a hundred yuan note and threw it in front of the old man.

The old man grabbed the note and tightly held it in his arms. He looked up at Faang Xuan again and showed a cautious expression. Afraid that he would go back on his word, he said, "This is what we say in our line of work. We see people with extraordinary temperament. Just say some strange things to attract their interest. Hehe... "

After saying this, the old man seemed to be slightly embarrassed, and his face that was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum actually seemed to be slightly embarrassed.

Faang Xuan's head was full of black lines. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly stopped and asked somewhat angrily, "So you don't know fortune-telling at all? You're just a fraud?"

"No, no, no, no. I'm Guigu'zi's eighteenth generation descendant. No, no, I'm the twenty-eighth generation's descendant. I'm good at reading people's faces and measuring words and touching bones."

After saying that, the old man twirled his beard and turned his face to the side, as if he did not believe the lies he had woven.

"Could it be that I really misjudged him?" Faang Xuan speculated in his heart, but he clearly hadn't seen him appear before, so he was extremely sure of this. Could it be that he's pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger?

"Then you can calculate it for me." Fang Xuan squatted down and said in a casual tone.

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