Wind Xi shakes all over, "elder sister, don't make trouble."

"I didn't make a scene, seriously."

"I can't count you..."

"I don't need to look at the blessings and misfortunes of my life, nor the riches and fortunes. I just want to see how many Yang Shou I have? How many years can I stay with the river? " Hua Sheng said that she was very sad. She didn't know how many opportunities she would have to stay with the river, so she was depressed for no reason.

Hua Sheng always has a feeling recently that her body is changing. Though a little, but It's just changing.

At the beginning, it was just the expansion of aura. You can use aura without using a white jade comb.

Now the red lotus on her forehead and the voice in her mind urged her to kill all directions, which made her feel afraid.

Sometimes she would think, that is not her, that person is not her, but not her words, who is it?

"Why do you say such an unlucky thing?" Feng Xi has some heartache for Hua Sheng. She seldom asks such questions. After all, she is not a person who likes to worry about things.

"No, don't be afraid of that. People will die and they won't live to be 200, will they?"

"You are not a man, you are a God."

Of course, this is Fengxi's teasing. She knows that Hua Sheng is born with magical skills. Without practice, she can be powerful enough to suppress the twelve dead.

But she didn't really doubt Hua Sheng's identity. She always felt that Hua Sheng, like her, was a person and a mortal.

"Do you reckon for me?"

"Then OK, but I'm not sure if I'm ahead of the ugly talk I seldom do fortune telling. My grandfather said It's a bad fortune telling. It's a revelation. This kind of person usually doesn't live long. "

"I understand."

"Tell me your birthday, then?"

"Good."

Hua Sheng is very careful because he knows these things. He won't tell anyone his birthday easily.

But Fengxi is different. Fengxi has saved her life several times. They belong to the cross of life.

So Hua Sheng gives Feng Xi a brocade bag, which is her real birthday.

With a deep breath of wind, I began to calculate with the traditional eight characters of the wind family, but

Just after I calculated, I just felt the pain of my head splitting.

"Well..." Wind hands holding head.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I don't know. It's just killing me..."

Seeing the pain of wind Xi, Hua Sheng immediately uses her aura to suppress her pain.

"A Sheng, I don't think I can count you At least I can't approve your eight characters, I can't approve... " Of course, Feng Xi knows that headache is not a coincidence. It's just because he's bold enough to criticize Huasheng with eight characters that he will have a violent reaction.

Grandpa said that if you have a strong rejection when you show people the eight characters, it means that you can't approve this person's eight characters.

"I don't think it's as good as I think. Let's forget about it."

If you see the wind, you can give me a result. Hua Sheng can only give up.

The wind cannot help but hold Hua Sheng's wrist and begin to say, "no, I'll try again. I don't want to criticize eight characters. I'll give you a divination."

"Is it copper money divination in Zhouyi? It shouldn't work. " Hua Sheng has little confidence.

"No, it's not Zhouyi, nor Fuxi hexagram. It's improved by our ancestors in divination. We call it the seventy-two hexagram of Fengjia."

"Try it, but don't try to be brave. If you are not comfortable, stop." Hua Sheng was afraid of hurting the wind, so he told her again and again.

Feng Xi nods, takes out his own cloth bag, takes out twelve copper coins and throws them to Hua Sheng.

"Ah Sheng, come on, you think about what you think in your heart, shake a divination, I'll explain it to you."