This has attracted many people to tell fortunes.

Hanyue Sanren smiled slightly, not only revealing their past, but also guiding them in the future.

As the world's number one hexagram master, he was naturally extremely capable, which soon caused an uproar and was surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside.

And he refused everyone, both old and weak, both men and women agreed.

Sometimes he counted one person alone, sometimes he commented ten people. The people around him came round and round until the night was about to fall, and the sound of "whimpering" from the car armor came from a distance, and the crowd dispersed.

At this time, someone came over with a chair and carefully placed a wooden statue of Buddha on it.

The movement was very strange, but Hanyue San didn't care much. It seemed that he had known it for a long time, but he just collected the cloth on his own and said:

"This is the first time in so many years that the old Taoist tells fortunes to ordinary people, but the taste is indeed not bad..."

"Some people often say that fortune telling hurts the heavens, whether it is true or not. Lu doesn't know, but changing his fate does hurt people's harmony."

The wooden statue of Buddha suddenly opened:

"The fate of the world is determined, up and down, but those are like the scientific test, and the number on the list is determined to die.

If you make one person on the list, one person fails. If you change one person's life, another person will suffer..."

Han Yue San people remained silent.

The Wood Buddha slowly raised his head:

"Now, the miser is coming to the door, Taoist priest, how do you plan to explain to Lu?"

"What Mr. Lu said is not bad. There are certain destinies in the world. Some people enjoy them, some suffer, some live, and some die..."

Hanyue Sanren found a teapot from somewhere and poured himself a cup:

"But someone should die and die, and who will take up his life and life? What should I do if someone dies?"

"It should be like Lu, who will get revenge if they have grudges, and who will get revenge if they have grudges. If they are angry, they can come to find Lu."

The Wood Buddha said lightly:

"I am very curious. Since you know me, how dare you criticize Yang Yu's orders and how dare you divine Zhang Dong?"

"Actually, it's very simple."

Hanyue Sanren slowly drank a sip of tea:

"The order for the king of the Northwest was to seek a way out for the disciples of the old Taoist disciples. As for the divination of Zhang Dong,

It is naturally related to the life and death of the old Taoist himself."

"oh?"

The Wood Buddha seemed surprised:

"Why, Taoist priest thinks your life is still in your hands?"

"Originally, there wasn't one, but a few years ago, before the Northwest King was granted his order, there was suddenly... "

"Someone comes from the sky! And this is the vitality of the old Taoist..."

"Um?!"

The Wood Buddha seemed to feel something, and suddenly opened his eyes. The invisible energy turned into a physical big hand and suddenly grabbed Han Yue Sanren, who was separated by a table.

The latter smiled slightly, and did not avoid or dodge, allowing his big hands to grab it, just playing with a jade token in his palm.

"This is?"

Wood Buddha raised his eyebrows anthropomorphic.

At this moment, Lu Chen, who was in the fantasy realm of immortals and magic, couldn't help but put down the "mysterious stone" in his hand and lowered his eyes to look here.

"I have the chance to make the fortune of Zhang Dong. It is the fate of a foreigner. He brought the fortune of a god gold. I have also got the opportunity to change my fate against the heavens..."

After decisively crushing this token, Han Yue Sanren felt the wind and snow around him, looking at Lu Chen who was in the void, unknown where he was.

Smile:
Chapter completed!