Chapter 67 Time Reversal

"I'm sorry," the woman in red realized that she had stepped on someone else's foot, blushed, and immediately turned around and said sorry.

"Ha ha, it's okay!" Xu Han smiled and didn't mind.

But suddenly, he was stunned: Why is this scene so familiar? The same action, the same words! Even the tone of this dialogue and the expression of the woman in red in front of her are so familiar, as if it were a fragment of memory in the past!

When I turned my head again, it was empty on the right. How could there be a ghost valley?

What the hell is going on? Xu Han held four bamboo sticks in his hand and suddenly felt a sense of time and space disorder.

"What about this girl, the white-haired fortune teller just now?" Xu Han asked eagerly.

"Faun, what do you mean by that? What's the fortune teller?" The woman in red looked stunned.

"He just sat here and sat in front of the table. The table was covered with a sheepskin with yin and yang gossip pictures. On the sheepskin, there was an old bamboo stick barrel. There was a large bamboo stick inserted in the tube, and several rolls of bamboo slips were neatly on the other side of the table. There is also a bamboo flag that is more than one person high and gently leans against the wall beside him. The bamboo flag is tied with a long strip of old gray-white silk satin, which says: 'Point out the mystery, change your life against the sky!' Four big words, don't you see them? He was just clear that he was still here," Xu Han asked eagerly.

"Son, are you dazzled? The little woman just ran in from the outside to shelter from the rain. Because the wind blew in just now, the little woman took a step back and accidentally stepped on the prince's feet." The woman in red said doubtfully.

"Ye! These four bamboo sticks were given to me by the fortune teller. If all this is dazzling to me, how can there be these four bamboo sticks? Xu Han suddenly felt cold on his back and hairy scalp, and everything seemed to be a dream.

"Grandfather, what's wrong with you? What kind of fortune teller is here? Ning Suxian looked at Xu Han in surprise, and suddenly looked at the bamboo sticks in his hand and shouted, "Master, why do you have four bamboo sticks in your hand? Where did it come from?"

"What? What are you talking about? Just now you wanted to ask that senior to tell your fortune for you, but why do you say you see him now? Xu Han's heart was shocked and surprised to the extreme.

"Well, when did Miss Ben say such a thing? We just ran into this eaves to avoid the rain. Well, my feet haven't stood firm yet. How can there be a fortune teller? Ning Suxian stared at Xu Han's face and asked with concern, "Master, are you all right?"

"I'm fine. Is it because you all have something to do? Why do you say you don't know what happened one by one? Just now, I gave him two gold coins in person, the first 1,000 gold coins and the second 3,000 gold coins. Is this also fake? The more Xu Han said, the colder he became. There was a terrible guess in his heart, but it seemed to be stuck. For a moment, he couldn't call out what this terrible guess was.

Xu Han turned around and asked a young man in his twenties next to him, "Brother, have you seen a white-haired fortune teller sitting in this position? Well, just sit in this position! There is a table in front of him.

"Don't think so much. Now I'm just a child. No matter my cultivation or experience, it's too bad. The most urgent thing is to improve my cultivation and experience in all aspects. This is the right way. I don't know what will be the harvest of this trip of Yunxiazong?"

"Master, are you all right?"

Seeing that Xu Han was stunned, Ning Suxian was very worried. She grabbed Xu Han's arm and shook it gently.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Xu Han came to his senses.

He put away the bamboo stick and knew what he should do and how to do it. He took a deep breath and quickly recovered as before.

It can't last long and can't be soft.

The storm comes in a hurry and goes quickly.

Soon, the thunder subsided, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the sun came out.

After the rain, the sky is clear, the dark clouds disperse, the sky is washed, and the air is fresh. The square washed by the rainstorm is bright, and the bluestone-paved square is watery, reflecting the sunlight everywhere, swaying white, shining, bright and bright, like a glazed world.

At this time, there is still a long time before dark. After a few days of retreat, Xu Han planned to relax, so he was not in a hurry to go back to the inn and walked forward aimlessly along the main street with Ning Suxian, avoiding the pugging everywhere.

On the street, the number of pedestrians gradually increased. Everyone ignored the overflowing water everywhere on the street and came out of the shops in groups under the eaves. After a while, the whole street resumed its lively scene.

The two talked and laughed, walking like a garden, admiring the hurried pedestrians and buildings on both sides of the street.

After a cup of tea, the front suddenly opened up. This is another huge square, but this square is almost completely different from the one just now. The square just now is full of people and bustling. But there is no one in this square. Strictly speaking, there is no idle person.