Beside the broken bridge, under the banyan tree, three men and one woman, the sign of "Maoyi Shenxiang" rustled under the autumn wind, which was particularly eye-catching. A Taoist priest who claimed to be the descendant of Mr. Xiyi was writing a prophecy called "Tianji" to a man who could have brought extraordinary luck in his life.

‘The ears are exposed to the loneliness of life, and the forehead is concave and the nose is sunken will not live long.’ When he saw this, he seemed to be an unknown word for curse, Gao Taiyuan was so angry that he left, and he didn’t listen to the man behind him. Before leaving, he naturally made a ruthless gesture of killing people to silence his mouth.

"Hey, don't leave, don't leave, I haven't finished it yet. If you are willing to donate enough money, you can change your fate." Gao Taiyuan and Dan Tai Qianyuan, who were walking in the dragon and tiger, left long ago, had already concluded in their hearts that this person was an absolute charlatan.

The girl was very enthusiastic that day, and curiously asked the Taoist priest to calculate the last divination of his life. I heard that he was famous for his marriage in this area, and he could calculate almost every time, but he liked to talk crazy about people's appetite.

"If you calculate well, you will be compensated for the lack of money."

"Fortune-telling or marriage?" The old Taoist still kept moving in all directions, and looked like a half-immortal like a fairy wind and crane bone.

"Think about it all."

"The cool breeze is trustworthy, and the autumn moon is boundless. Look at me thinking about spring, and the mood is like the passing of the year." This is the first sentence that a Taoist priest saw the round and smooth face of Dan Tai Yu Bottle.

"How can you explain this sir?" Dan Tai Yuping made a serious statement and devoutly faced a listener.

"Women are yin, men are yang, you are missing a man." After the Taoist priest said that, Dan Tai Yuping couldn't help but blush. She angrily said in her heart: It's indeed a crazy Taoist.

"Then calculate your fortune." Dan Tai Yuping calmed down and asked casually about the crazy Taoist's words.

"There are 49 yarrows here. You can understand with your hands together, and then divide them into two piles at will." The mad Taoist priest kept moving this and that one into two piles, moving them together, taking out the odd numbers on the side, and letting the remaining ones be divided into two piles at will. This was done six times, and talking about Yin, Yang, Shaoyin, and Shaoyang in his mouth.

"how?"

"You are a 'kuang' hexagram among the forty-seven hexagrams."

"What's the solution?"

"Tell me about your birth date."

After Dan Tai Yuping reported one by one, the crazy Taoist calculated that she was a terribly life, which was consistent with the jade in her name.

"Come slowly, trapped in the gold cart, stingy, and end. You are born with wood and in harmony with metal, and you are trapped in the metal, life and death, life and death are often in your thoughts. Strange, strange, strange, how can your daughter's family have a life of the universe?"

"Um?"

"Qian, Yuan, Henry, is Yang; Kun, Yuan, Henry, the zhen of the mare, is Yin. You are a yin and yang life, and there is no more saints than gods and ghosts, which is a sign of great evil."

"You may have guessed the beginning, but you definitely didn't guess the tragic ending of today. The charlatan, go to the underworld to tell the fortune of the King of Hell."

"That man just now was powerful and powerful"

The crazy Taoist said it to his mouth and swallowed it again. Perhaps he had already calculated that he had reached the bloody disaster today, but he was unwilling to point out the way to solve it. If the king is not a king, the minister is not a minister, perhaps only the purple myrtle star in the north is the end of all this.

Dan Tai Yu Ping directly blew a palm behind the crazy Taoist man. The "Yin and Yang Hand" are two true qi of the ultimate yin and Yang. Dan Tai Qianyuan once said that people who can carry these two kinds of true qi of hardness and softness are often in thousands. Dan Tai Yu Ping is a monster and a strange thing. In the words of the crazy Taoist man, it is Yin and Yang life. Several other boys who were originally collected from the people died suddenly when practicing this evil and poisonous technique. In the end, the woman with a strange divine light in her eyes comprehended the mystery and obtained the Mahayana merits. Later, she was adopted by him as her adopted daughter and became an important woman around Dan Tai Qianyuan.

There are many people who have killed Dan Tai Yuping with the "yin and yang hands" in recent years. In recent years, many people who are dying under her palms are ashamed of the Yin and yang hands. People who have been hit by the Yin and yang palms are like being in the double torture of fire and ice. The recipients are often in pain. Dan Tai Yuping often likes to recite a sad and choking song for them: "The soul returns, ghosts and monsters; the soul returns, go to heaven and earth; the soul returns, be a cow and a horse; the soul returns, and be bliss early."

But after she finished reading, the person in the middle palm would gradually die, and she would have a line of clear tears on her face for no reason.

Dan Tai Yuping was so embarrassed that he opened his mouth because the mad Taoist priest's every move did not seem to be suitable for the sad song she had prepared. The mad Taoist priest could not see any change on his face. After a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth, he was still tidying up his appearance, regulating the scattered yarrows, and calming his mouth as calm as water: "A person like you is actually the same as me who leaks the secrets of heaven. He is destined to die well. If you are destined, you may be more poisonous and cruel than you.

The Tiansha Ziwei Star formed a joint, and maybe it can still suppress the evil aura on your body against the heaven and change your fortune. I will say this, I hope to take care of it. If you have that heart, don’t forget to burn some paper money on my grave every day in the future. As for today’s sorrow and joy, forget it. The old man is like you, and he is a lonely life from beginning to end. The last hexagram I calculated for you today will tell you all the things you shouldn’t say. It’s because I pity your child’s fate in the first half of my life. Anyway, I’ll be killed by lightning again if I die.”

What the Crazy Taoist said in the end was that Dan Tai Yuping didn't seem to listen to it at all. As long as this time of year, she would unconsciously run to the Crazy Taoist's grave, fulfilling the obligations that the descendants should fulfill, so that the Crazy Taoist's priest would have at least hope.

This was a very small thing that happened three years ago, so small that everyone had forgotten this crazy Taoist man, but Dan Tai Yuping always remembered him in his heart.

Since then, Dan Tai Yuping will occasionally find some fortune tellers and sorcerers to tell fortunes, but those people have never had the unforgettable feeling given to her by a mad Taoist priest.

Gao Xiang's fortune decayed, and seemed to be moving forward step by step towards the prophecy of the mad Taoist priest. When bad news like snowflakes were transmitted back to the Dantai Mansion every day, Dantai Yuping knew that a big storm was finally coming.

Today is the death day of the crazy old man. Dan Tai Yuping discovered that the crazy old man had been gone for three years without realizing it. He accompanied him to drink some wine on the grave. Dan Tai Yuping found that the sky was getting darker again while he was talking to himself. I don’t know if the yellow sand had stir-fried a plate of beef shredded beans for him. His life was only a little thought. I wonder if anyone was the punishment for doing so many evil things over the years.

"Come on? You seem to have something to worry about today. Do you want me to tell you a fortune?"

Dan Tai Yuping actually saw the shadow of the crazy Taoist priest from the ugly monster named Huangsha. She was stunned and nodded.

"The palace style is not bad, Hongluan is moved and crazy about love. It's indeed a love species."
Chapter completed!