Reborn lady my biggest

Chapter 217 is the magic stick
The dark-brown tortoise shell reflected the blind eye of Yuhua Godstick so that it shone like oil.

Hang Yi Shaoxian hadn't noticed the eyes of Yuhua God Stick yet, but his head was a little dizzy from the sound of the collision of turtle shells and coins, so he adjusted his sight, and when his eyes fell on the rain When Huashen stick's eyes were on, his heart felt pain for no reason, and those blind lights like white flowers exploded in his mind. For a moment, he seemed to see himself hanging upside down from a high place, his The hand was firmly grasped.

Hang Yishao's breathing seemed to be the same as after being violently moved, and the sweat dripping from his forehead hung into his eyes like a dense waterfall.But Hang Yishao didn't dare to blink, he didn't even dare to call out to Fei Qing who was beside him, his eyes still stayed on those blind lights, and he continued to look up, he wanted to see clearly, the hand that was holding him Whose it is, it will soon be clear.

The copper coin "slapped" onto the table, Hang Yishao's body trembled, his eyelids could not stop drooping, the muscles in his eye sockets were sore, they were already wide open to the limit, that hand and the one that was about to see The face is all gone.

Seeing that a coin fell to the ground, Yuhua God stick touched his chin with his left hand, and clamped the copper coin with the index finger and upper middle finger of his right hand, "This student's fate is like this copper coin."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a popping sound next to him, and another copper coin rolled out of the turtle shell that was lying on the table.The copper coin rolled out of the flat arc on the table, and didn't stop until it reached Hang Yishao's elbow.

Now, it was the Yuhua God Stick who was sweating. He looked at the copper coin that jumped out suddenly, and his expression was even more exaggerated than seeing a ghost.The tortoise shell of his thousand-year-old tortoise has been passed down from generation to generation since the establishment of Maoshan Daomen.Each generation is only passed on to the people of country Z, and each generation is only passed on to the first disciple.So even though in his master's generation, I heard that the master uncle who came from Japan in the Taoist sect was extremely talented, the tortoise shell was passed on to his master.But in this generation, despite the extraordinary talent of that kid Pero, the tortoise shell was still passed on to Yuhua Godstick.

Just now, the Yuhua magic stick was shaken carefully, and there were three copper coins in it. He hasn't done the calculation for others seriously today. Although the male student in front of him is deliberately making things difficult, he looks better than the other students. There are many people who are pleasing to the eye, so he shook his foot a hundred and eight times with his heart, just to get an accurate result.

The two copper coins, relying on the tongue of the Yuhua magic stick, can of course be justified.But this male student is seeking "fate".How can a normal person have two kinds of numerology.

"What do the two copper coins represent?" Hang Yishao closed his eyes, moistened his astringent eyeballs, and clamped the copper coins in his hands like a Yuhua stick.

Through the round square hole of the copper coin, Hang Yishao could see some changes in the Yuhuayan that made him hallucinate earlier.The copper coins in the hands of the two have been used many times, and the color of the bronze has turned into a copper yellow.

The sun, which was in the middle of the sky, shrank the figures of the two people into black spots at their respective feet, and the sweat was quickly dried by the sun.After Hang Yishao finished asking, Yuhua God Stick did not answer, and the two seemed to be petrified, holding on to the copper coins and staring at each other.

"Your life, there are two possibilities, these two possibilities will change your whole life," Yuhua God stick put down the copper coin, one of these two copper coins represents the chance of death, and the other is The chance of life is Yang.

"This way, it's too general," Hang Yishao recalled the previous hand, a slender and delicate hand, which belonged to a woman, "Then let me ask more specifically, I am the same as the female classmate just now, Marriage test." After he said that, his ears felt hot, and Fei Qing who was behind him whistled unworthily.

In fact, Hang Yishao had wanted to ask this a long time ago, but he was too embarrassed to say it directly.Turning a corner now, I still asked.

"That's what you should ask at your age!" Yuhua's magic stick squeezed her sweat, the marriage is not easy, such a handsome guy, how can he be without marriage.Indeed, as soon as Hang Yi Shao asked the question, some girls looked at Yuhua Godstick with eager eyes.

The Yuhua magic stick first looked at the face, and then asked Hang Yishao to spread his left hand. After seeing it, he couldn't even sweat, as if all his sweat had been evaporated by the sun.

What an evil star, Yuhua Godstick wailed in his heart, what is all this?How can someone's marriage line be generated like this.Hang Yishao has two emotional lines, one bright and the other shallow.Both of them looked like emotional lines, and they both ran towards the direction of the lifeline. It looked like his life was born and died with feelings.

"I plan to get married at the age of 23. Daoist, please help me see how long this marriage will last?" Hang Yishao ignored the girl's chirping from behind, and asked again.

"Uh, it seems to be more than ten years?" Yuhua Shenzhu felt that he had never counted such a difficult fate in his life.

"Ten years?" Hang Yishao couldn't believe it, "How could it be more than ten years?"

"Don't get excited," Yuhua God stick stopped, and then moved his face closer to Hang Yishao's hand, "It's wrong, and it seems that we can't get married."

The hand was pulled back immediately, "No", Hang Yishao got a little angry, this is definitely a deceiving stick.

"Even I think it's a bit inaccurate," Yuhua said with a guilty conscience, and indeed from Hang Yishao's palm reading, both trends are possible, "Why don't you tell me your fiancée's birthday horoscope Listen, I'll help you reconcile the horoscope, that's all right."

Fei Qing couldn't help booing, what age is it, and even he doesn't believe in it, let alone Hang Yishao who believes in Christianity.

But Hang Yishao didn't walk away, he hesitated for a moment, and coughed, "I only know the date of her birth, but I don't know the exact time."

"That's okay, report it here," Yuhua Godstick also felt that he was a little out of order today, in order to restore the reputation of his generation of Chinese masters, he had to work harder and do the calculation again.

There were a few more numbers on the paper. Chang Chi tried to squeeze forward from behind, but there were too many people. When she squeezed in front of the stall, the paper had already been collected by Yuhua God Stick.

Yuhua slapped the paper on the table, fearing that the world would not know it, and roared angrily, "This kind of woman can't be married, she is Kefu's fate."

After a moment of silence, Hang Yishao turned around slowly, with a force in his hand, he tore off the gossip diagram, and choked out two words: "God stick."

(End of this chapter)