Chapter 38 divination

"Little brother, wait a moment." As soon as I took two steps, I heard the voice of the white-haired old man coming, obviously in the direction of Zhao Haoran and Haiya.

Zhao Haoran hesitated for a moment, turned around and nodded slightly, "I don't know what's wrong with the old gentleman. If I need help, I can exert some strength."

The old man in white touched his beard with a smile. "Didn't you help? I thank you again."

Zhao Haoran stared into the eyes of the white-haired old man, as if he wanted to see something. "Old gentleman, I don't understand what you're talking about."

The old man in white made an invitation gesture, "Little brother, don't get me wrong. I don't mean anything, and you are not the kind of person you think. Since you want to see it, it's fate. Can you sit here and let me gossip for you? It's right to satisfy an old man's wish."

Zhao Haoran looked at the old man in surprise. Just now, he used the soul art to repel Hu Si and the three people. It is impossible to see his hand in the eyes of mortals. Carefully observe that there is no fluctuation of soul power on the old man. Only the soul whose cultivation is higher than his two levels, that is, the soul of a day, can make him unable to detect the other party's breath. The old man in front of him is not look like A famous soul of one side.

"Since the old gentleman has spoken, it's better for me to obey than to obey." Zhao Haoran put up her clothes and sat on the bench beside her, facing the white-haired old man. Haiya stood aside curiously and had never seen divination. She thought it was very interesting.

The white-haired old man took out a pen and paper, "Little brother, write your birthday on it."

Zhao Haoran pushed the pen and paper back, "Old sir, I have no father or mother since I was a child, just an orphan. How can I know the birthday?"

The white-haired old man said softly, which seemed to be a little strange. "Then please stick out your right hand."

Zhao Haoran stretched out his right hand to the white-haired old man. He saw that the white-haired old man did not know what was in his hand. He only felt a strange energy flowing in his hand. Unlike the aura of heaven and earth, these energies did not have any harm. If it hadn't been for the improvement of his cultivation, I'm afraid Zhao Haoran would not have felt it.

This white-haired old man is not an ordinary person. Zhao Haoran thought about it secretly and didn't know what his purpose was, but with the strength of the February soul, he was not afraid.

The white-haired old man's hands moved faster and faster. Zhao Haoran narrowed his eyes and could barely keep up with his speed. There was even more shock in his heart. The more strange energy gathered, extending from the palm of his hand until he surrounded Zhao Haoran's body.

The old man's forehead is sweaty, and there is no time to wipe it.

After doing all this, the old man took out a bronze mirror from his arms, and a slight light shone on Zhao Haoran's body.

Zhaoran only felt a little dizzy. He seemed to see intermittent pictures flashing in the bronze mirror, as if it had been a long time, but when he woke up, Zhao Haoran knew that he didn't even have time to breathe at all. Thinking carefully, he seemed to see Zhao Jiazhuang Xiaoyueer, and he didn't know Dao and Haiya fought with people in a devastated place, but they all forgot everything else.

Zhao Haoran rubbed his head. The white-haired old man really doesn't look like an ordinary person. "Old gentleman, how are you doing?"

The old man in white suddenly did not stand firm, and the little girl next to him quickly came forward to hold him, "Grandpa, are you all right?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "Little brother, I'm really ashamed. I thought I could help you escape the disaster, which is also a reward for your kindness. I didn't expect your future to be so unpredictable. I can't see this bronze mirror at all. It seems that you are not extraordinary."

Zhao Haoran stood up and smiled, "The old gentleman doesn't have to care. Who can be accurate about the future? If he knows it, it will be very boring."

The old man in white had a solemn expression, "Little brother, whether you believe it or not, I will send you a sentence. This time home must not be smooth. If it is not particularly necessary, let's stay in Shigang City for a few more days."

Zhao Haoran arched his hand, "Thank you, old gentleman, I keep it in mind."

Looking at Zhao Haoran's look a little careless, the old man in white sighed, "That's all. I'm leaving. See you later." After packing up, he hurried with the little girl to the exit of Shigang City without looking back.

Haiya stared at him for a long time, "Brother Zhao, what he said is true or not. Why do I feel that this old man seems to be unusual."

"Sister Hai, it's just something frightening. Don't worry about it." Haiya nodded as if she didn't understand.

In a long time, he completely forgot about the divination and looked around happily, but Zhao Haoran has been thinking secretly.

"Brother Zhao, I think the things in that store are good. Let's go in and have a look." Although Haiya asked Zhao Haoran, she had no intention of discussing at all and pulled him and ran in.

Looking at the guests, the clerk in the store had no intention of greeting them at all and sat aside lazily. "Our store is full of valuables. Let's see if you don't buy them, don't move."

Haiya curled her lips and looked at it herself. This store sells clothes supported by precious fur. Most of them are extremely luxurious, but the price is expensive, and none of them is less than 1,000 taels. No wonder the business is so depressed. After all, there are still a few people who have money to buy this kind of fur.

Haiya and Zhao Haoran dress casually, which naturally will not attract the attention of the storemates.

"Man, take this coat off for me. I'm going to have a try." Zhao Haoran looked up and saw that it was a snow-white coat, without any color. It hung at the highest place and could not be reached by ordinary people's hands at all.

The little guy took a look and said, "Girl, this is made of white fox's fur. You can't take away without 10,000 taels of silver. I advise you not to try."

Haiya stared and said, "You can't do your business yet. If it fits, I will buy even 20,000 taels of silver."

"20,000 taels of silver?" The little man rolled his eyes and looked disdainful, "If you can take it out now, I'll give it to you immediately."

"Real?" Haiya blinked with a smile, and the little guy was a little timid.

However, after a closer look, the two seemed to know that they were not sons of a family. At this time, they must be pretending to be stupid and full of courage. "Of course, I keep my word, but if I can't escape, the girl has to leave something. I think the hairpin on your head is good."

Zhao Haoran smiled. This young man looked really well. I'm afraid the price of this magic weapon can't be bought by tens of millions of silver tickets.

Haiya was afraid that the young man would regret it. "Okay, that's it."

He took out a silver ticket from his purse. The young man's face changed. He counted carefully, but it was only a few thousand taels, and his heart calmed down a little. Even if he was really rich, how could he carry so many silver tickets with him?

Haiya frowned, "Brother Zhao, take out all your money, or my galactic hairpin will be given away."

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and took out all the money stored in the jade lion. Haiya counted, no more, exactly 20,000 taels. The little guy grew up in surprise. Unexpectedly, the other party really took out so many silver tickets. He really looked away, "This... This..."

Haiya looked at the little guy and laughed proudly.

"Girl, you don't know Mount Tai. Please let me go once. If this thing is really given to you, my boss will kill me." The little guy cried with a sad face and no longer looked arrogant.

"Rem down, I want to have a try."

The little man hesitated for a moment, but still obediently took it down. He kept thinking that it didn't fit, and she must not fit.

Unexpectedly, this dress seems to be specially designed for Haiya. It's not big to wear. It's just right. She changed her robe. Haiya walked around the store several times in Qiu. "Brother Zhao, do you think I look good in this dress?"

Zhao Haoran looked carefully and said, "Sister Hai, it's a perfect match. You are much more beautiful in it."

(The next chapter is at 11 o'clock)