Chapter 14 Fortune Teller

At this time, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and there were bungalows like ruins around. Ye Fan felt that this was really suitable for a crime scene. Ye Fan couldn't help but cover his pockets. This environment always made people feel that money would run away from him.

As soon as he left the entrance of the alley, Ye Fan knew how deep his misunderstandings were about this place. On the wide road outside, not only were the lights clear, but the population was prosperous.

The road is crowded with small carts, mostly selling food. The barbecue styles are all kinds of, including professional mutton skewers, part-time chicken wings, and teppanyaki that dares to throw up as long as it is something. In addition, there are all kinds of cut cakes, rice cakes, rice cakes, corn, pancakes, skewers, and tea and eggs.

Regardless of whether it is hygienic or not, it is all the fragrance. If it weren't for the strong smell of smell of stinky water in the alley, Ye Fan would have smelled it long ago. It is precisely because of this strong contrast that when Ye Fan crawled out of the alley, he felt like he was entering heaven from hell.

Ye Fan looked around while walking, saying that he hadn't eaten yet, but there was no stall around him that was full of people. Ye Fan really had no intention of queuing up. Suddenly, he saw that there seemed to be a stall in front of him, and no one was there to visit. Ye Fan quickly walked over and looked at it, and suddenly felt disappointed. A thin, half-aged man set up a fortune telling stall here.

Ye Fan just swept it intentionally or unintentionally, but noticed that the broken paper in front of him said: Don’t tell fortunes for nothing, good fortune will be determined. Ye Fan suddenly felt surprised. Is this a professor doing anti-supercreative meditation activity? But he still has some superstitious words!

He really had personality. Ye Fan was thinking about it. A student who was as curious as him came up and asked, "How can I calculate my life?"

The fortune teller was wearing sunglasses that were essential for professionals. He didn't know if it was really blind or fake. He looked up and said, "You don't have to count."

The student was surprised and asked, "Why?"

The fortune teller pointed out the sentence "No fortune telling if you have nothing to do" in front of him and said: "What's the fortune to do if you have nothing to do?"

The student asked again: "Is it not to pay for money?"

The fortune teller nodded. The student was very confused and looked at Ye Fan beside him. Ye Fan also made an expression of no clue. The student left with a murmur. Ye Fan was about to leave when the fortune teller suddenly said, "Don't you count this classmate?"

Ye Fan looked around and finally said in surprise: "Talk to me?"

The fortune teller nodded, and Ye Fan said suspiciously: "How can I calculate it?"

The fortune teller said, "You have something to do."

Ye Fan asked: "What's the matter?"

The fortune teller said, "It's time to know if you have to calculate it."

Ye Fan asked: "How to calculate it."

The fortune teller said: "Touch the bones and stretch out your left hand."

Ye Fan stretched over blankly, and the fortune teller touched his dry hands. Just as he was about to touch, Ye Fan suddenly shrank his hand back: "No need, thank you."

The fortune teller actually smiled slightly and said, "Then be more careful."

Ye Fan didn't say anything else, silently came under a telephone pole, but did not leave, but continued to stare at the fortune-telling stall.

Then two more students passed by, curiosity rose over, and Ye Fan saw that they were both shook their heads and refused by the fortune teller. Why did he just stare at him? Ye Fan was even more sure of his guess. Just as he was thinking about being out of sight, someone next to him suddenly shouted: "Why are you here?"

When he looked back, it was Ye Ping, and Ye Fan asked back: "What are you doing here?"

Ye Ping shook her hand and said, "Come out and buy some food. What are you doing?"

Ye Fan pulled her and said, "I don't see that fortune teller, it's weird."

Ye Ping asked: "What's weird?"

Ye Fan said: "This guy doesn't tell fortunes easily to ordinary people, but he just took the initiative to calculate for me."

Ye Ping said: "Are you talking about the person who practices skills?"

Ye Fan touched her head and said, "Smart."

Ye Ping said: "Master, if you don't let me pay attention to him like this, I won't feel his breath."

Ye Fan was quite depressed. He was extremely careful, but he still couldn't feel the other person's aura. In theory, he could even feel the aura of an ordinary person. Can this fortune teller be considered a person?

Ye Ping suddenly stuffed the thing in his hand to Ye Fan and said, "I'll go and test it."

Seeing so many people here, Ye Fan thought there would be no danger, so he did not stop him and took her stuff and said, "Go!"

Ye Fan didn't leave and stayed here, just to see if this fortune teller was specifically targeting those who practiced skills, but after waiting for a long time, he had not practiced skills, and fortunately he met Ye Ping. Ye Fan guessed that this fortune teller used the excuse of touching his bones to test the other party's breath. If it weren't for the fact that he had been plastered by Yan Bing, Ye Fan would have almost been fooled just now.

It’s actually nothing to ask someone to try the breath, but Ye Fan thinks that those who can use this method are obviously the only people who are familiar with Ye Cheng and the "star killing technique" in the bloody dusk. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough. Ye Fan secretly praised him.

The heat sprayed on Ye Fan's hand. It was something that Ye Ping gave him. Ye Fan opened the bag and looked at it. It was some mutton skewers and skewers. It was really edible. Ye Fan sighed while getting polite. He was so hungry that he was so hungry!

But just as Ye Ping was about to walk to the stall, the fortune teller suddenly spoke to someone who was looking at his stall. Ye Ping stopped and turned around and nodded to Ye Fan. Ye Fan had already noticed that the man was a trainee, and he became nervous and even faster the frequency of eating.

Sure enough, the moment the fortune teller grabbed the man's hand, the man's face suddenly changed. After a moment of pause, he quickly pulled back. After carefully looking at the old man, he hurriedly left.

Ye Ping didn't try again, turned around and walked back, saying to Ye Fan: "That's right, I'm just testing with my breath."

Ye Fan suddenly said, "You are so bold to let someone test your breath, aren't you afraid that others will see through you being a member of the Ye family? Ye Fan can see that Ye Ping is more careful than herself in hiding."

Ye Ping smiled and said, "Overyone will probably be seen through this, but our Ye family won't." At this point, he paused and suddenly realized: "It turns out that it is a person from the bloody dusk. No wonder you are so nervous. If you want to go, you will probably be seen through. I think that person's strength is not inferior to Old Man White-Tooth."

Ye Fan cursed: "Then don't whisper."

Ye Ping nodded. After just two seconds of quiet, she suddenly weighed the amount of things Ye Fan handed over to him. She lowered her head and opened it, and shouted: "Damn, where did I go? Why did you eat them all and stuff the finished bamboo sticks back. You are so disgusting."

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and also came over to look at it and said, "All finished eating? It's impossible. I don't like to eat kelp, so I didn't move!" As he said, he pointed with his hand and said, "Isn't this still here? What's your look?"

Ye Ping's eyes changed and her face also changed. Ye Fan quickly patted her and said, "No, our dormitory building is about to close. I have to go back quickly, you can escape slowly."

After saying that, Ye Fan immediately pulled his feet and ran wildly. Ye Ping was so angry that she shouted behind her feet: "Wait, I will destroy you tomorrow morning."

Ye Fan didn't know if he heard this. But in fact, their boys' dormitory building is indeed a few minutes away from Ye Ping and the girls' dormitory. This is a fact. Ye Fan wasted some time with the fortune teller, so when he rushed back to the dormitory building, the door of the building was locked.

What's even more terrible is that after the doorkeeper locks the door, the old man would habitually walk upstairs and downstairs. At this time, no one responded to knocking on the door. Ye Fan hovered back and forth at the entrance of the building for nearly half an hour, and had already begun to think about whether to go back to the newly rented house to sleep for a night, the old man came down staggeringly.

Ye Fan quickly waved and knocked again. The old man glanced at him, slowly entered the house and took a bunch of keys. It took another five minutes to choose one from it before he shook and opened the door.

Ye Fan crawled in, thanked him and was about to leave. The old man shouted, "Wait, what are you doing?"

Ye Fan pointed to the stairs and said, "Go back to the house!"

The old man looked at the watch and said, "It's more than half an hour late, please register."

Ye Fan hurriedly explained: "I came back half an hour ago. I'll wait until now!"

The old man ignored him at all, entered the small room, picked up the broken book on the table and asked, "What's the name? Which department is from, which room? Why did you go back so late?"

There was no reply, and the old man looked up and Ye Fan was gone. He hurriedly chased out and saw Ye Fan's agile back. The old man shouted "Stand out" and actually chased after him.

Ye Fan looked back and saw that the old man was running slowly. It seemed that he had been trained by years of work experience. He quickly accelerated his pace and disappeared from the stairs in an instant. But the old man was really persistent and continued to catch up with him. As a result, he only heard a sound of closing the door at the entrance of the stairs on the third floor.

Ye Fan lay on the door and listened to the movement outside. Yan Bing and the others poked their heads out of the bed and looked at him.

Chen Yongxu said: "You're just back."

Li Dawei asked: "What are you doing?"

Yan Bing is closest to: "You are being chased by someone."

Ye Fan made a ban gesture. After a while, he heard no movement outside, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "That old man is so annoying. If he hadn't gone to check the building, I would have been a few minutes late. If I had to register for anything else, I would have run away."

Li Dawei said: "This old man is so stupid. When we lived in high school, we would register first before we could enter the door when we returned to the dormitory late."

Ye Fan said: "Fortunately I ran fast."

Yan Bing laughed and said, "Don't be proud, the old man will report you tomorrow."

Ye Fan disagreed: "He knows who I am! He doesn't even have a picture before I enter the door. I see how he reports so many people on the third floor."
Chapter completed!