Bai Yunfei glanced at the young man who came closer inexplicably, frowned and said: "You are..."
"Ahem, I... uh, no, my name is Nalan Yin." The man seemed to want to stroke his beard at first, but then quickly reacted and put down his half-raised hand, and then looked up at the opposite restaurant at a 45-degree angle. A plump young woman on the second floor said in a deep voice, "I am from an aristocratic family, and my fortune telling is absolutely accurate. I am known as the "right hand of the God of Destiny." Ahem, I am the one nicknamed "Death-Calling Grass"... Damn, look at you. "You've never heard of me? You're so ignorant..."
“…”
Bai Yunfei twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and left.
"Hey! Don't leave! Young hero, everything I said is true!" Nalan Yin saw Bai Yunfei was about to leave, and blocked him with a quick step, "I reminded you out of kindness, If you don’t believe me, just let me calculate it for you, and I guarantee you will be convinced!”
As he spoke, he directly raised his right hand, and Bai Yunfei discovered that he was actually holding a palm-sized tortoise shell-like object in his hand. It was dark and dirty, as if it had just been dug out of the soil. land.
"Put your hand up. I am very kind today. I will help you with your fortune telling and give you tips on how to avoid disaster..." Nalan Yin directly stretched out the tortoise shell in front of Bai Yunfei's eyes, almost touching the tip of his nose.
Bai Yunfei took two steps back, dumbfounded, raised his hand and pushed the other person's right hand away, refusing: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in hearing your fortune telling. You should go do other people's business..."
Unexpectedly, Nalan Yin seemed determined to 'help him', still putting the tortoise shell in his hand into his hand, and said: "We can talk about the money later. If I am not right, you can Don’t give me money…”
"I said no, you..."
Bai Yunfei pressed his right hand on the tortoise shell, trying to push it back. He only said half a sentence, but suddenly his movements froze, his eyes widened with an unbelievable expression, and he looked at the tortoise shell in Nalan Yin's hand in shock. .
"Equipment level: mid-grade heaven level."
"Elemental attribute: earth."
"Defense: 4690."
"Equipment effect: Combined with special magic techniques, there is a 5% chance of predicting the future. The degree of detail is uncertain."
"Strengthening conditions: 260 points of soul power."
This was the information that appeared in Bai Yunfei's mind when he subconsciously scanned the properties of the tortoise shell.
“…”
“…”
Both of them stopped. Bai Yunfei was shocked, while Nalan Yin was confused as to why Bai Yunfei was shocked.
But when Nalan Yin noticed Bai Yunfei's shocked look at the tortoise shell in his hand, his face changed slightly, his eyes flashed, he quickly withdrew his right hand, and muttered: "Forget it! I have changed." I have an idea, let’s find the next business, let’s go first!!”
After saying that, he turned around and left without hesitation.
"Eh!"
Bai Yunfei woke up suddenly and wanted to reach out to catch him, but found that he had already walked dozens of meters and ducked into the crowded crowd.
Faintly, a vague word came into Bai Yunfei's ears.
"Young hero, one last thing to remind you, don't do dangerous things at will, protect the people you care about, otherwise you may regret it for the rest of your life!!"
“…”
Bai Yunfei thought for a moment, then gave up his plan to catch up, and shook his head gently, his face full of doubts.
"What does this person mean? I thought he was a charlatan before, but... Moreover, a middle-grade heaven-level... That tortoise shell turned out to be a middle-grade heaven-level soul weapon!! Unexpectedly, the first time I met a middle-level heaven-level soul weapon, it was in In this situation."
"And... the equipment effect..." Bai Yunfei's face was still full of surprise, and he secretly said, "Prediction? There is equipment with this effect? And it is not an additional effect after strengthening... Is it really possible? Predict the future?"
Bai Yunfei suddenly raised his eyebrows: "By the way, could it be that he is from the Tianyun Sect?!"
Looking up at the direction where Nalan Yin disappeared, he sighed softly, turned around and continued to chase the candied haws hawker who had already walked away.
"I didn't expect that I would meet such a mysterious person the first time I went down the mountain. I don't know what his purpose is in approaching me... He is obviously a powerful soul master. I didn't realize it before... But the origin of this kind of thing is unknown. It’s better to have less contact with other people. It’s just for fun this time, so it’s best not to get into trouble…”
…
On the other side, Nalan Yin, who had walked several thousand meters away, looked back at the direction of Bai Yunfei. The unfocused look in his eyes was long gone, replaced by solemnity and shrewdness.
"It's so dangerous. This young man is so weird. He seems to have seen the grade of Kunji Guajia!" Nalan Yin held the tortoise shell in his hand in front of his eyes, observed it carefully for a while, and then murmured, " There is no problem. The Kunji hexagram armor when not activated is no different from an ordinary tortoise shell. Did he really see something?"
"This is the first time I saw someone with such obvious and numerous 'luck signs'... Out of curiosity, I wanted to contact him to test it out, but I didn't expect that he even had such special 'knowledge'. Fortunately, I was able to dodge quickly. If it was because of a sudden If you get into trouble because of curiosity, then the gain outweighs the loss... "
Nalan Yin shook his head, and when he turned around again, he had returned to his previous indifferent expression, and quickly disappeared into the crowd while carrying his 'signboard'.
…
Bai Yunfei bought the candied haws, then walked back to the previous street, glanced at the place where the crowd gathered, and was slightly stunned.
There were still many people gathered around that place, but it seemed to be a bit commotion at this time. Everyone stepped back a lot and whispered in the middle.
In an open space vacated by these people, the two parties stood facing each other.
One party was none other than Tang Xinyun and others, while the other party was a group of impressive entourage-dressed people. At the front was a young man in unusual clothes. The two parties seemed to be talking to each other.
Bai Yunfei frowned and walked over quickly.
"Xinyun, what's wrong?" Bai Yunfei pushed aside the crowd, walked to Tang Xinyun and others, glanced at the people opposite, and asked.
"Brother Straw Hat, you're back! It's really taken too long!" Huangfului said dissatisfiedly before Tang Xinyun could speak. Then she saw the candied haws handed over by Bai Yunfei and immediately took it with a smile.
Mo Xiaoxuan on the side said: "Brother Bai, it's like this. Just now, there were some unsighted gangsters who wanted to take advantage of Senior Sister Tang. When we found out, before we had time to take action, Mr. Sima stopped us... He seemed to be He is a friend of Senior Brother Feinian."
"Oh?" Bai Yunfei was stunned, then turned around and saw five people dressed as gangsters lying on the ground with pale faces next to the group of people opposite. They were all holding on to their weird and twisted right hands with their left hands. He was dripping with sweat, and it was obvious that his right hand had been broken, but he was too scared to say anything.
When he raised his eyes, he saw the twenty-year-old boy opposite him looking at him with confusion. Next to him, there was a pretty girl looking at him with the same curious expression.
"Yunfei, let me introduce you." At this time, Feinian, who had been talking to the young man before, said, "This is Sima Dong, the third young master of the Sima family, my good friend, and this is his sister Sima Yue."
"Sima family?" Bai Yunfei was slightly startled, "Could it be..."
Feinian nodded and said: "Yes, it is the Sima family controlled by Lord Sima Wenxu, the lord of Scarlet Flame City."
Then he turned to Sima Dong and said: "Brother Sima, this is Bai Yunfei. He just joined the Weapon Refining Sect not long ago. He is my... uncle."
After hearing Feinian's introduction, Sima Dong looked surprised and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Mr. Bai. I'm happy to recognize him..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly paused, suddenly turned to look at Feinian, and said in surprise: "What did you just say? He is your... uncle?!"