Tomb Raiders: I'm Really a Fortune Teller

Hearing this, Mo Zifan was a little surprised, because just as Shen Tu said, Shen Tu is the descendant of Kui Tao.

Many people may not understand the successor of Kui Dao, but if it is said that the ancestor of Kui Dao is Zhong Kui, I believe many people will know it.

Moreover, Shen Tu is not only a descendant of Kui Tao, he also possesses the power of Shen Tu.

Even if the power of Shentu awakened by Shentu is negligible, but no matter what, the power of Shentu is the power of Shentu, one of the ten ancient demon gods.

Under these two layers of protection, Shen Tu was still cursed by the Ghost Cave Clan, which made Mo Zifan feel a little unbelievable.

The curse of the Ghost Cave Clan is a bit too powerful, at least from Mo Zifan's point of view, the curse of the Ghost Cave Clan is really powerful.

Ignoring the bloodlines of him and the younger brother, not even an existence like Shen Tu was spared.

"You are under the curse of the Ghost Cave Clan. It is estimated that only the treasures in the Bawang Tomb can be completely eliminated."

Yu Changge looked at everyone, "But Bawang Tomb is too dangerous. Back then, Hu Bayi, Fatty Wang and the others went to find Bawang Tomb, but now there is no news."

Mo Zifan had to admit that Yu Changge really knew a lot.

Mo Zifan touched his back, the curse of the Ghost Cave Clan made Mo Zifan very unhappy.

However, with Mo Zifan's ability, it is impossible to find the Bawang Tomb, and the most likely option is to visit his master Qi Tiezui.

After Mo Zifan came out of the ancient tomb, he went directly back to Changsha. In Changsha, Mo Zifan returned to Qi Mansion.

When the old butler of Qi Mansion saw Mo Zifan coming back, he smiled and handed a letter and a tortoise shell to Mo Zifan.

"The Eighth Master has something to deal with in person. He knows what you want to ask. He said that this is your doom. If the Bawang Tomb is not open, you can only find other phoenix courage first."

After taking the envelope and the tortoise shell handed over by the old butler, Mo Zifan... didn't say anything, he was used to it.

His own master was often so elusive, and Mo Zifan didn't know what Qi Tiezui was busy with. Qi Tiezui didn't say anything, and Mo Zifan didn't ask.

However, from the current situation, Mo Zifan could think that Qi Tiezui had already counted what happened to them.

Opening the envelope, Qi Tiezui's vigorous and powerful words appeared in Mo Zifan's line of sight.

"Teacher, you want to break the curse now. There are three ways. First, enter the Bawang Tomb and get the Phoenix Heart. Second, repair the black lint mark and obtain the complete black lint mark. Fourth floor."

Seeing this, Mo Zifan already knew that his master knew his identity as a new official of Hei Lin, and he didn't say it before, so he should have other ideas.

"However, with your mediocre aptitude, don't even think about these three possibilities. All you can do is... go find the Phoenix Gallop and temporarily suppress the curse."

"The clue of the phoenix gall is in the tortoise shell. Whether it can be cracked or not depends on your fortune."

After reading the contents of the letter, Mo Zifan was a little crazy.

His own master, Qi Tiezui, definitely knew the hidden mystery of the tortoise shell, but he didn't say it.

If it sounds good, Qi Tiezui is testing Mo Zifan, but if it sounds bad, Qi Tiezui is... embarrassing Mo Zifan.

However, for Mo Zifan, this is really not a difficult thing.

Because Mo Zifan has the eighth-layer qimen, eight calculations and insight into the sky, it is not difficult to discover the mystery in the tortoise shell.

After getting the tortoise shell, Mo Zifan didn't directly use the eighth floor's Qimen or eight eyes, but found Wu Tianzhen and the others.

Wu Tianzhen and the others were carrying a curse on their bodies, so naturally they followed Mo Zifan to Changsha, wanting to hear what Qi Baye had to say.

"Little Eighth Master, what did Qi Eighth Master say?"

Fatty Wang couldn't wait to ask, after all, he was carrying a curse on his back, and anyone would be unhappy if it were replaced.

Mo Zifan directly showed the tortoise shell and envelope to everyone.

After reading the contents of the envelope, Hu Tian couldn't help but sigh, "The Eighth Master Qi's ingenious calculation, actually calculated that we will be cursed, but, the mystery in this tortoise shell, why didn't the Eighth Master Qi directly say it."

Hu Tian picked up the tortoise shell, he had seen a little bit of the [-]-character Feng Shui secret technique, and he was considered a bit skilled.

It's just that he didn't see anything wrong with the tortoise shell.

There is no text or symbols on it, and it looks like a tortoise shell that has been stored for many years.

Shen Tu took it over and looked at the tortoise shell carefully, and finally shook his head, "I can't see the depth, it's not something from our Kui Dao lineage."

The little brother picked up the tortoise shell and looked at it for a long time, and finally said a word without haste.

"I think I've seen this tortoise shell somewhere."

When the little brother said this, several people showed surprises on their faces, but Mo Zifan was very calm, because these words were about to become the signature words of the little brother.

"Little brother, you know the secret in this tortoise shell"

Fatty Wang was the first to ask, he usually looked carefree and fearless, but now it seems that Fatty Wang is not really not afraid, at least for now, Fatty Wang is still afraid.

The little brother pondered for a long time before spit out two words again, "Forgot."

A few people were stunned by the answer of the little brother, only Mo Zifan was very calm, because the answer of the little brother was completely within Mo Zifan's expectations.

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In fact, Mo Zifan didn't expect them to see anything on the tortoise shell.

In the end it's up to you to see yes.

Mo Zifan picked up the tortoise shell and displayed it on the eighth floor of Qimen Eight Calculations.