Chapter 2272： Ping Ping Jiang Siming

"What's wrong? Is there any problem? Can't it be detected?"

Jiang Siming asked nonchalantly.

"No...no problem, you can test, you can test."

The old man was guilty of muttering, muttering in his mouth: What does idiot mean, what word is this, I have never heard it before, it's weird, and it's pretty smooth, are you complimenting me?

After reading the two words written by Jiang Siming for a while, he began to count with his fingers, muttering in an alien language that he didn't understand at all.

After reading for a while, he patted his thigh and shouted: "Oh! Brother, you really have a **** disaster. If you don't survive this disaster, I'm afraid your life will not be saved..."

Jiang Siming lost a smile, looked into his eyes, and said mysteriously: "Then believe it or not, you will also have a **** disaster?"

"Brother, I didn't make you happy. I don't want to lie to you. I learned from Qingyunmen in the old way. Do you know the Qingyunmen from Qingyun ancestor Qingyunzi? Oh, you may not know it. That is one of the best in Dongzhou. The righteous sect, let me tell you..."

The old man Ji Li Gulu began to promote his ability.

Jiang Siming didn't want to listen, and interrupted: "I know Qingyunmen, it's quite familiar, you continue to say."

"You know that's fine, then you should believe that the old way didn't lie to you?"

Jiang Siming nodded inconspicuously: "I didn't lie to you either."

"Oh boy, why don't you believe it..."

The old man still wanted to continue to persuade him with all his heart, but he never thought. At this moment, a person suddenly rushed over behind him, and that person raised his fist and punched the old man in the face.

The old man screamed, he fell a dog to eat shit, his mouth was cracked, the blood flow continued, and he screamed in pain.

The hitter was a strong man, an ordinary mortal, and he pointed at the old man and cursed.

"You old immortal liar! You lied to me over twenty taels of silver, saying that I was lucky today and I could find a big treasure in the Monster Beast Mountain Range. I was almost swallowed by the Monster Beast!"

The old man had an idea, and quibbled: "Oh, that monster is a big baby, think about it, all monsters are treasures, and their skins can be used to make treasure armors. Meat can nourish yin and nourish yang. It's Bao, you don't know how to blame me."

"You're still talking nonsense, give me the money! Otherwise, you will be beaten to death!" The strong man obviously didn't believe it.

But the old man is an old wealth fan, how could he be willing to take out the money in his pocket?

The little **** the side couldn't stand it anymore, whispered and took out twenty taels and returned it to the brawny man.

The strong man took the money back and left with satisfaction.

The little girl then said to the old man on the ground: "Grandpa, I'll just say you don't lie to others. The eldest brother is right, you really have a **** disaster."

The old man immediately motioned for her to boo, stood up from the ground, patted the dirt, and looked at Jiang Siming.

Maybe because he was afraid that Jiang Siming would pay him back, the old man could only explain:

"Well, brother, I know you don’t believe me. Old man, I’ll tell the truth. I actually passed on all my skills to my granddaughter. So now I can only look at the superficial kung fu and eat it. You see it, it’s my granddaughter, so I’ll let my granddaughter do the fortune-telling for you. I’m not sure if I don’t receive the money, right?

I was afraid that Jiang Siming would not believe him. The old man could only introduce him: "Don’t believe me. A few days ago, it was also here. A young man came here. My granddaughter gave him a calculation. Guess who he is? Dongzhou Ghost King Sect’s powerful warrior, Ghost Li! You know, Ghost King Sect Master’s most admired subordinate, with unpredictable cultivation. I heard that he was still a Qingyunmen disciple before, but my granddaughter still calculated it and gave it back to him. Pointed to a clear road."

Jiang Siming's eyelids twitched, ghostly... isn't that Zhang Xiaofan?

"You keep talking."

"My granddaughter said that he had a **** disaster this time, so he must not go to the Monster Beast Mountain Range. He doesn't believe it. He has gone in now and has never seen it. Maybe, tut tut, alas, if you don't listen to the master's words, you will suffer a disadvantage. ..."

Jiang Siming believed a little bit now, after all, not many people knew Guili, and this was Zhongzhou, not Dongzhou.

Jiang Siming turned his head and looked at the little girl. The little girl was still holding candied haws and vomited a few jujube shells from time to time.

Seeing Jiang Siming looking over, the little girl could see his face clearly.

The little girl had never seen such a handsome person, she blushed suddenly, she didn't dare to vomit jujube shells, she became much better in an instant.

"Xiaohuan, please give this little brother a divination, know if you are sure." The old man ordered.

"Grandpa, don't forget. I can only count three times a month. This is the last time."

"I know." The old man said, leaning in front of the little girl, and said: "Look at this person, he must be a rich man. This order is made and we will be able to enjoy it in half a month."

"Then I want to eat candied haws every day."

"You little glutton, all right."

After talking with the old man, the little girl immediately walked to Jiang Siming, the remaining half of the candied haws skewer was still in her hand.

"Can you reach out and show me?" the little girl said.

Jiang Siming stretched out his palm generously.

The little girl glanced at the palm of her hand, then looked at Jiang Siming.

He took out an incomplete item like a hexagram plate from his pocket, and muttered a word.

It didn't take long for the little girl's face to heat up and ruddy quickly.

Immediately after.

puff!

A mouthful of blood came out.

The little girl passed out on the spot.

"Little ring! Little ring! What's wrong with you? Don't scare grandpa!"

The old man was anxious on the spot. It had never happened before. The old man could only hold the little girl and shout loudly.

But the girl is still unconscious.

Just when he was helpless, Jiang Siming walked over, took the little girl's arm, and passed a little spiritually.

The little girl woke up immediately and pointed to Jiang Siming and said, "He...he...any information about him...I can't see it."

"This..." The old man was dumbfounded. Is there any fate that his granddaughter can't see?

"It's okay, Xiaohuan, let's not count it. Let's take a one-year rest. Grandpa will take you to the doctor and heal your injury. If you say anything, it won't be counted this year."

The old man picked up the little girl and was about to leave, but the girl shook her head and said, "I'm fine, this big brother has helped me heal."

The old man gave Jiang Siming a surprised look, and said, "Isn't he an ordinary person?"

"Who told you he was an ordinary person?" The little girl rolled her eyes.

The old man murmured, "I think he is quite ordinary, he looks plain, lightly thin, and a very ordinary young man!"

The little girl rolled her eyes to the sky this time, and vomited: "Grandpa, your aesthetics are really outdated, and your aesthetics are strange enough. The ghost and Li looked so ordinary before, but you said that the parents have to He is very handsome. I really don’t know where you learned your aesthetics. And that dingo Taoist, you also said that he has an extraordinary appearance."

Facing the granddaughter's complaints, the old man smiled awkwardly, he really felt that Jiang Siming was very mediocre.

Why does granddaughter think he is handsome?

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[Author's digression]: Third more~