"Father……"

Taoist Qingyang frowned tightly, his eyes in his strange pupils were deep, and he showed a little sharpness. Bu Suan's fingers paused slightly and murmured, "It turns out that I can't calculate anything..."

The hexagrams he calculated were so messy that he could not calculate his true fate at all.

"My mother is born in a very noble family, has a difficult life, and has many disasters."

"Haha," Taoist Qingyang chuckled, "That's it, nothing else can be calculated. You are also a fellow Taoist, and you should know that we need more things when we calculate. Just give me a child's birth date and horoscope, which is really impossible to calculate."

Yan Tao slowly narrowed her eyes, and she sat back on the cushion, folded her slender fingers on her lap, "So, you should have calculated something else."

“…”

The boy's cold-eyed peach blossom eyes looked cold and frightened at this moment, and he was so nervous when he looked at Taoist Qingyang.

Qingyang swallowed and sold Qin Zong without hesitation, "It's not my business, he told me to count!"

Yan Tao smiled slightly.

The beautiful eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent into crescent moons, "So, you should have other ways to tell fortunes, right?"

Calculate what you want.

Qingyang clamped his hand into a fist and gently pressed it against his lips, subconsciously looking to the left, giving Qin Zongji a wink.

You guys!

I didn't tell me before, the little boy you raised is so powerful!

“…”

Qin Zong's cold face was full of calmness, and he could not see any unnecessary emotions, everything was faint.

The mood is extremely shallow.

Indifferent and calm.

Look at Qingyang so angry!

Xiaoqi: Master, it was the future young lady who asked this old Taoist priest to calculate it!

Young Master Yan's pair of peach blossom eyes moved gently.

Yes.

Why not.

The boy curled his lips and chuckled softly. She casually took the tortoise shell placed on the table.

He pressed his white and slender left hand onto the table and put the six copper coins placed together to the edge of the table.

The crisp sound of the collision of copper coins was heard in my ears.

Crispy, and a little heavy.

"I always tell fortunes for others," Yan Tao raised his eyebrows gently, his voice like a gurgling spring flowing through the mountains, with the cool air of the morning. "How many people tell fortunes for me."

"Master Qingyang has a high level of cultivation, I believe... there will be no mistakes."

The boy raised his eyes and looked at Qingyang coldly, "Did you say yes?"

Qingyang gently grabbed the edge of the futon and kept swallowing.

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He is also miserable.

This boy has two hexagrams in one aspect.

It was obvious that he should have died prematurely, but he stood in front of him alive.

This changes the face after fate.

A pair of eyes were bright and bright, with a faint cold and noble spirit in their eyes.

The black air and golden light lingered in the sky palace, and the two airs lingered around each other, covering the boy's face again.

I can only see his unruly nature, but more specifically, I can't see any more.

Forget it.

Qingyang glanced at Qin Zong over there with his eyes hidden in his brilliance.

For this child, Master Dao will be sad once he is sad.

"please."

Qingyang slowly stretched out his hand and restrained the teasing look in his eyes.

Qin Zong's cold face slightly condensed, and his deep eyes fell on the dark brown turtle shell on the table.
Chapter completed!