Quietly, the night dissipated, and the first red glow appeared in the east, signaling the arrival of a new day.
At this point, Ye Chen opened his eyes.
As he roared, a turbid air was forced out of the body. His aura was much thicker than before. He cultivated his internal strength overnight, which was equivalent to ten years of other people's strength. It was also thanks to Lao Yang's absence. This, otherwise, your jaw will drop and you will find a place to relax.
"Work." Ye Chen stretched hard and took one step forward.
Embarrassingly, one step was missed, and the majestic Emperor Chu fell from the roof without even touching the ground. He hung upside down on the tree. Without even taking a breath, the branch broke.
Then, the banging sound was very dull.
Ye Chen finally came into close contact with the earth in a handsome posture. A large character board was straightened, and the hard bluestone was cracked by the smash, and a human figure was vaguely embedded.
"If you have some time, you have to practice Qing Kung Fu."
Ye Chen covered his waist and awkwardly got up, carrying his fortune-telling gear and limping.
The streets of Zhuxian Town are bustling with activity.
When Ye Chen came, Mr. Yang Ge was already waiting there. When he saw Ye Chen, he hurriedly greeted him. The old man was very diligent and did not need Ye Chen to do anything. Everything was arranged neatly.
"The method of cultivating your mind is still effective." Ye Chen said casually.
"It works, it really works." Mr. Yang Ge was very excited and smiled from ear to ear. "Last night, I followed my little friend's instructions and breathed out a big week. In the morning, I suddenly felt several years younger."
"As long as it works, don't waste twenty years."
"How can that be impossible!" Mr. Yang Ge sat down with a smile, "My little friend, let me count my chances of getting married!"
"What, you don't want to keep your virginity anymore?" Ye Chen looked at Lao Yang with a smile.
"To be honest, little friend, I also want to have a vigorous love in my lifetime." Mr. Yang Ge clenched his hands and smiled a little awkwardly, but his words were serious. It really hurt him. The little brother was It has been stored away for decades, and I don’t know if it is rusty or not.
Here, Ye Chen was amused, covering his forehead and trembling with laughter.
For a man who is over fifty years old, Yang Ge's words really shocked the world and made him cry. A vigorous love affair exposed Lao Yang's restless heart.
"My little friend, please stop joking, I am not joking." Old Yang Ge said sarcastically.
"No kidding, no joking, come on, let's do the math." Ye Chen immediately rolled up his sleeves, closed his eyes slightly, and kept pinching his fingers. He looked like a magic stick.
Soon, he opened his eyes again, did not speak, and only picked up the teacup.
"How about it?" Mr. Yang Ge came closer.
"Marriage is still possible, but I'm afraid you, an old man, won't be able to resist a beating!"
"What do you mean?"
"Your future wife is also a martial arts master, and she has a lot of background!" Ye Chen stroked his beard and said meaningfully, "The most important thing is that she has a bad temper. If she gets into trouble, she can tell the difference. I'll beat you to a pig's head in a minute, is that understandable?"
"No way!" Mr. Yang Ge sat upright and looked at Ye Chen with a look of disbelief, "In this land, there are definitely no more than ten people who can surpass the old man in skill. And as far as I know, among those ten people , but there are no women, and the remaining third-rate characters are definitely no match for me."
"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. In this world, there are crouching tigers, hidden dragons."
"I believe this." Mr. Yang Ge laughed and stepped forward again, "When will we meet?"
"We are destined to come thousands of miles to meet each other, but if we are not destined, we just go and do what we have to do!"
"I'll tell you, your master doesn't want to see you." Mr. Yang Ge said and stood up. If he wasn't afraid of Ye Chen's master, he would definitely give Ye Chen a beating.
Old Yang Ge left, cursing.
Ye Chen was so unreliable that he still smiled secretly.
If others don't know, wouldn't he know that the reason why Mr. Yang Ge has never married and had children is not that he doesn't want to marry, nor that he is not close to women, but that he is not good at it. He has cultivated the two internal powers of ice, which will lead to endless troubles and leave him with many problems. Another criticism, commonly known as: **.
This time, the reason why I want to have a vigorous love again is because the criticism has been lifted, the younger brother has also woken up, and has regained his former masculine glory. He is not willing to be lonely anymore, so he naturally wants to Have a taste of meat, man!
When Ye Chen was laughing, he suddenly heard a gust of cold wind blowing from the opposite side.
When Ye Chen looked up, he saw a man in black sitting in front of the table. He was wearing a black cloak and a cloak. His face could not be seen, but Ye Chen couldn't escape his gaze. The person who came was... A middle-aged man, under the cloak, there is an indifferent face with sharp edges and corners, and a scar on the left side of his face. His eyes are very indifferent and emotionless.
The cold wind earlier came from this middle-aged man.
He should be a killer, with a strong aura of violence that has been engraved into his bones.
For this type of people, there is always a cold wind when walking.
"There are so many fortune tellers, but they come to me. Strong men are very discerning." Ye Chen smiled.
"You are not simple." The middle-aged killer said calmly.
"oh?"
"I have been observing you for several days. Mr. Yang Ge comes here every day and looks respectful. It is not difficult to guess."
"You're really thoughtful." Ye Chen smiled, "Just tell me! It's nothing."
"Good luck and bad luck."
"Ten deaths and no life." The middle-aged killer said simply, and Ye Chen also simply gave the hexagram with just one glance, because there was a black aura between the middle-aged eyebrows, which seemed to be looming, that was a disaster. Qi is also evil, and this appearance is a precursor to death.
"Thank you." The middle-aged killer put a few copper coins and stood up.
"You know you're going to die, but you still want to go?" Ye Chen picked up the coins one by one and smiled.
"I don't care about life or death, I only know the mission." The middle-aged man's words were still so cold.
"What about her? You don't know?" Ye Chen held up his hands and said in a nonchalant tone, "A woman, after waiting for the flowers to wither and bloom every year, there are still many ten years left, even if you want to die, It's time to say goodbye, so as not to delay my marriage, you say no."
After saying this, the middle-aged man frowned, slowly sat down again, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
At this moment, he should understand why Mr. Yang Ge comes here every day, because the fortune teller in front of him is indeed extraordinary. He seems to know everything and can calculate everything.
"What, you're not going?" Ye Chen smiled.
"Senior, please give me some advice on how to survive." The middle-aged man's tone instantly became much more humble.
"It's easy to talk about." Ye Chen took out a pen and paper and wrote a text.
The middle-aged man took it, glanced at it, and his eyes lit up instantly. What Ye Chen taught him was the secret of breath-holding. Its function is to make the practitioner have no breath and no heart for a period of time. It will also stop beating, and its shape is like that of a dead person.
Ye Chen's meaning is obvious.
The middle-aged man certainly understands that this is to make him pretend to be dead! Not only can he avoid death, but he can also escape from the killer organization. As for how to do it, it depends on whether his methods are good or not.
"Thank you, senior." The middle-aged man stood up again, saluted respectfully, and turned to leave.
"Another good relationship." Ye Chen smiled. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but he happened to realize that the woman was standing under the peach blossom tree every day, looking into the distance. She looked haggard day by day. It was really heartbreaking to see him. Along the way, he has experienced too many disasters, separations and reunifications, and most importantly, the separation of life and death. The aloof immortal also hopes that all lovers in the world will eventually get married. This is not an overflow of compassion. This is a beautiful longing for him.
The sky is getting dark again.
Ye Chen, who had nothing to do, yawned and started packing.
When he was about to leave, he couldn't help but glance at the street not far away. There was a powerful fluctuation of internal energy, and there were more than one. There were at least dozens of martial arts masters. Although they were all dressed up, they couldn't escape his eyes. He was extremely sure of it. , those dozens of people were in the same group.
In addition to martial arts masters, there are also strangers.
The so-called foreigners are people who are proficient in strange arts, such as fortune tellers like him, such as tomb robbers, and ghost hunters. They all know something about yin and yang and the five elements, and they are all very strange.
There were at least a dozen of the strangers who came with the martial arts masters, each of them revealed a mysterious aura, but the stronger one was the yin energy. Needless to say, those strangers often looted ancestral graves. To put it bluntly, they were tomb robbers. , who specializes in tomb robbing and treasure hunting.
While they were talking, martial arts masters and strangers all entered the restaurant. It seemed that they had booked the restaurant and were staying here tonight. Before entering, a few of them glanced at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows. It was strange that so many martial arts masters and strangers came to the small Zhuxian Town. There must be an ulterior motive for coming here.
Soon, Mr. Yang Ge came out and pulled Ye Chen aside, "Little friend, you can see those people who just went in. They are all martial arts masters, and there are many strangers."
"I'm not blind." Ye Chen just patted the dust on his body.
"You can figure out what you're here for, little friend."
"What else can a martial arts master and a stranger do besides robbing tombs?"
"You mean, their target is the old grave in Zhendong?" Mr. Yang Ge said tentatively.
"It's nothing to be excited about." Ye Chen said, carrying the table and chairs and leaving.