Chapter 2257

A boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, came out to meet them. His expression on his face seemed a little impatient. He pointed to the curtain inside the hall and said, "go inside, the first room on the left."

Shangguan Qianmian nodded and took Leng Xiaoli's hand to the palace.

The boy walked ahead and lifted the curtain of the temple to reveal a small door leading to the back hall.

Through the door, Shangguan Qianmian sees a modern two-story building.

There is a courtyard in front of the building. There is a row of rooms on the left side of the courtyard. There are about three rooms. The boy pointed to the first house and said, "this is it. Go in."

With that, he turned and walked away.

Shangguan Qianmian takes a look at Leng Xiaoli and picks his eyebrows.

At this meeting, her expectation in her heart has been completely gone. How can this so-called "God and mother-in-law" who is too lazy to pretend to look forward to.

"Come in!" There was a female voice coming out of the room, the same sound they heard at the door.

Shangguan Qianmian suddenly feels a little strange. The distance between the room and the door is not short. If what they heard at the door just now was the voice of the man, then according to the volume, the location of the other party is at least the position of the boy who led them in, or closer.

But it was clear that the people in the room did not seem to have gone out, and they were standing outside the door, and the sound they heard seemed to be as loud as when they were at the gate.

This kind of feeling is a bit strange, Shangguan Qianmian suddenly has a little hair in his heart, and can't help but also slightly clench the cold small leave hand.

Leng Xiaoli also seems to notice something wrong. She frowns slightly and pats Shangguan Qianmian's hand, giving her a "nothing" look.

Shangguan Qianmian nodded, took a breath, lifted the curtain outside the door, pushed the door open and entered the room.

The room is very ordinary. The light is a little dark. In the room less than ten Ping, there is a black wooden screen. In front of the screen, there is a wooden table of the same color. On the table, there is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. There is a chair behind the table, but it is empty.

Shangguan Qianmian frowned slightly. He was thinking of asking. He heard the sound behind the screen. A woman in a dark red jacket came out of the screen.

The woman didn't look very old, about 40 years old. Her face was very white, and there were not many wrinkles. She looked very kind. Her hair was tied in a bun at random. Except for the string of red sandalwood beads on her neck, she didn't look like a fortune teller or a God or a mother-in-law.

She looked at Shangguan Qianmian with a smile. When her eyes moved to Leng Xiaoli's body, she was slightly stunned, and then her eyes obviously flashed a touch of surprise, as if she was shocked by Leng Xiaoli himself or his appearance here.

"That It's you, isn't it The woman turned her eyes to Shangguan Qianmian and asked.

"Mm-hmm, it's me!" Shangguan Qian Mian nodded. Continuous drizzle is the nickname she took when she left and said on that website.

"Sit down, please." The woman sat down in the chair behind the table, pointed to the bench in front of her and said.

Shangguan Qianmian looked at Leng Xiaoli and sat down on the stool with his hand.

But the woman glanced at their two hands and frowned slightly.

"You want to be married on the website, right? Do you want to count your marriage with the one next to you Asked the woman.

Shangguan Qianmian took a look at Leng Xiaoli, nodded and asked with a smile: "what's your name, please?"

"My name is Ruan. You can call me Ruan Niang." Said the fortune teller.

Shangguan Qianmian nodded and said, "Hello Ruan Niang, I want to calculate the marriage between me and him. Please give me some advice."

Ruan Niang shook her head and said, "no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no I don't need to calculate the marriage between you. He should be very clear about it. "

Shangguan Qianmian was so frightened that he almost called out. He grabbed the cold hand of Xiaoli for an instant and said in silence, "what do you say?"

Leng Xiaoli's face suddenly became a little shocked, at the same time, looking at the Ruan Niang's eyes also a little more alert.

"If you don't understand what I'm saying, I think you and he can hear clearly. If he hasn't told you about himself, I don't think you'll come to me together, will you?" Ruan Niang's words are mysterious and ambiguous, which makes Shangguan Qianmian confused and frightened.

If she is referring to the things that Leng Xiaoli can predict the future, isn't she really right today!

He was shocked, but he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "what do you mean? You can say it clearly and clearly."

Ruan Niang didn't speak. She just picked up the pen on the desk, dipped it in ink, wrote a few words on the white paper in front of her, and then turned around and handed it to them.

Leng Xiaoli reached for it and glanced at it. His face changed immediately.

Shangguan Qianmian also hurriedly looked at it, saw the two words above, and his heart beat faster in an instant.On the white paper, there are two words "foreknowledge"!

Shangguan Qianmian suddenly stood up and was about to tell Ruan Niang that what they were asking about was not marriage, but Leng Xiaoli's illness. Before he could speak, he was gently pulled by Leng Xiaoli.

Shangguan Qianmian just reacted. He was a little too excited. He sat down again, adjusted his mood a little, and said, "I didn't expect that you would know so much."

Ruan Niang shook her head and said, "in fact, all I can know is just this. I know that there will be unusual people coming to me in recent days, but I didn't expect that the one who has not appeared again in decades will be a prophet."

"Not in decades? Do you mean there have been such people before? " Shangguan Qianmian can't help but get a little excited.

Ruan Niang looked at her and seemed to be hesitant. After half a ring, she said, "in fact, I shouldn't have told you this, but Maybe in the future, I will have a place to ask you, so even if I disobey the master's instruction today, I will make an exception and say a few more words to you. "

Ruan Niang seemed to sigh. A touch of bitterness flashed on her face, and then she continued to say, "there will be one prophet every 50 or 60 years. Some of them have made great achievements, while others have been unknown. They have never realized that they have this ability in their whole life. At most, they think that the sixth sense is a little better than ordinary people."

"But it's better to be unaware of one's own ability, because the ability of a prophet to foresee the future at the cost of his own vitality. The more he uses the ability, the shorter his life will be. Therefore, those who do not realize his own ability can enjoy his life and die."

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