At this moment, a very sick young man was sitting at the door, collecting money and letting people in to visit.

"This...has this become a tourist attraction?" Li Mo rolled his eyes, becoming deeply suspicious of Master Ji's words.

This is a bit too childish.

"It's all for living." Master Ji smiled.

"It's just ahead."

The two of them came to a rather luxurious temple, which was full of incense and could be seen from a distance.

At this time, there was already a long queue in front of the temple, obviously they were all here for the reputation of this master.

"So many people?" Li Mo glanced at them, at least hundreds of them.

"Don't worry, I've already made an appointment."

As soon as Master Ji walked to the temple gate, a six or seven-year-old boy came forward to greet him.

"Mr. Ji... It's an unfortunate time for you to come. Master has gone to the Duwei Mansion. Please stay for a while."

"Hurry up and ask Master Pi Yanping...just tell me I'm coming."

Master Ji frowned slightly and ordered.

"Master Pi Yanping?" Li Mo was stunned for a moment.

"Don't mention the master's name carelessly... let's go in and wait." Master Ji pulled Li Mo to enter the temple.

"You go in and sit down first, and I'll take a look around later."

"That's fine, don't go too far, at most half an hour."

Master Ji nodded and entered the temple alone, waiting for Master Pi Yanping.

"There's a fortune teller there too."

At this moment, the little fox lying on Li Mo's shoulder suddenly spoke, its fleshy tail swayed slightly, and pointed in one direction.

Li Mo looked up and saw that opposite the temple gate of Master Pi Yanping, there was a fortune-telling stall. There were only a few people passing by, and it could be described as a crowded place, which formed a sharp contrast with the long queue opposite.

When Li Mo saw this, he subconsciously walked over.

The owner of this fortune-telling stall is a real blind man. His temples are gray and his face is full of wrinkles. He is holding a green bamboo in his arms.

Li Mo took one look and prepared to leave.

"Master, do you want to have a fortune telling and ask about the future?"

At this moment, the blind man suddenly spoke.

"Um!?"

Li Mo was startled, couldn't help but stop, and waved his hand twice in front of the blind man.

"Young Master is not from the capital?"

"Oh? Did you calculate this?" Li Mo became interested and smiled.

The migrant population in the capital is larger than the local population. If this is calculated, it is not surprising.

"It's not calculated...it's seen." The blind man said calmly, holding the green bamboo stick in his arms.

"You can tell? Aren't you blind?"

"People in the world use their eyes to see things...but the blind man uses his heart to see things..." The blind man smiled softly, showing his yellow teeth.

"Wangqi..."

"One Qi brings about the wonderful effects of all dharma, and all things rotate within it... You can know your destiny by looking at Qi."

"Then what else did you see?" Li Mo said calmly.

"The young master was born without parents. He grew up close to the mountains. He became prosperous when he saw monsters. He changed his mind when he entered the capital... Day and night, there are swords and soldiers on his side. The future is unpredictable."

The blind man's whisper made Li Mo's complexion change slightly.

His parents were indeed gone when he was still an infant, and he relied on Luofu Mountain to survive to this day. He has been dealing with monsters and ghosts all his life. Ever since he entered the capital, things have really changed and there has been no peace.

As for "During the day and night, there are weapons and weapons..."

Tomorrow will be the day for his battle with Jiang Chen.

"Then tell me, what will be my luck tomorrow?" Li Mo asked.

"Tomorrow's flowers are gone, but the moon is in the mirror."

"What do you mean?" Li Mo asked.

"What you gain is what you lose," the blind man whispered.

"What a mess, no wonder your business is so bad..."

The little fox couldn't listen anymore, so he lay on Li Mo's shoulders and hugged Li Mo's neck: "Let's go."

Li Mo took a look and still took out two coins.

He looked down, put away another dollar, and put the rest on the table.

Li Mo had to admit again that fortune-telling was almost all about mysteries.

He took the little fox around for a long time and then went to find the Disciple. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the temple, he saw him walking out angrily.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't see the master today..."

Master Ji lowered his voice and looked around: "King Zhennan has entered the capital, and Master Pi Yanping has been invited to come."

"King Zhennan? Is Master Pi so proud?" Li Mo realized that he had underestimated Master Pi Yanping.

King Zhennan was the only prince with a different surname in the current dynasty.

"Let's go, it's really unlucky."

Master Ji looked gloomy, but Li Mo saw this for the first time and immediately followed him.

He wandered around for a long time and it was time to go back. After all, there was still a big battle tomorrow.

…

That night, the full moon set in the west.

After the third watch, Baihangfang has long lost its bustle during the day, the lights have gone silent, and it is cold and cool.

In front of the luxurious temple, a carriage slowly stopped.

Two children immediately came forward to greet them, and a middle-aged man with a face like a crown of jade stepped out of the car. He had a long beard and a chest-length beard, but he had an air of immortality.

"Sir..." The two boys quickly saluted.

"Yeah!" Master Pi Yanping said softly, just as he was about to enter the temple.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a person sitting on the fortune-telling stall opposite the temple gate.

Under the moonlight, the man held the green bamboo in his arms, motionless.

The skin color of the dermatitis suddenly changes, the body staggers, and is almost unsteady.

"You...you all stand down."

Pi Yanping waved his hand, took three steps at a time, walked straight to the fortune-telling stall, bowed down to the man, and kowtowed three times.

"Master...Master...you old man...why are you out of business today..." Pi Yanping was frightened and his voice was trembling.

"I have nothing to do, but I found some fun..."

As he spoke, the blind man stood up, stepped out with a green bamboo pole, but disappeared directly in front of his eyes.

Pi Yanping stared blankly at the empty place in front of him, but there were waves in his heart.

Lezi? Everything is called joy by his teacher?

You know, his teacher is one of Xuantian's Seven Masters...
Chapter completed!