Sundering Nature Chapter 270: Yunji

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"I said a great writer, this place is not easy, are you sure you are talking about this?" Sai Gao's fingers gently wrapped the pink silk scarf on his chest, and his playful eyes glanced lightly at the complicated stones. At the exhibition site, under the seemingly lazy expression, there is an unprecedented seriousness hidden.

"What did you find?" Fu Bo, who has been looking left and right, pretending not to know Sai Gao, stopped and turned around cautiously. Purple lace tights, white hip-wrapped leather pants, shiny pink silk scarf, silver light Handbags...When this outfit came into view again, Fu Bo couldn't help but stepped back and opened the distance from Sai Gao.

"This place is weird. My sense of consciousness is suppressed, and my perception can't reach three meters..." Sai Gao curled his lips, his lazy eyes swept across the crowd, and there was a hint of Fu Bo's voice in his tone. See you seriously.

"You mean..."

"Well, there are people here or something that restricts my perception and makes my perception stay at the level of ordinary people. In other words, now I have nothing to do with the surrounding situation except for seeing with my eyes. The difference." Sai Gao reminded him in a low voice solemnly, moving lightly, and slowly leaning into Fu Bo, holding Fu Bo with his slender fingers without showing any traces.

"Here..." Sai Gao's words made Fu Bo wary, and his eyes quickly skipped the crowd.

"Maybe it's the ability of a certain guy, it's possible..." Sai Gao's gaze stayed on the stones of strange shapes and materials on the distant booth, "It could also be something."

"What about others? Except perception?"

"Others are fine, but you see, the people around you are not unusual. This is obviously aimed at the protector. Are you sure we have to come here?" Sai Gao shrugged indifferently, his body naturally Bo leans another point.

"I can't say what the specific reason is, but I intuitively told me that something will happen here, and...what are your hands doing?" Fu Bo frowned and explained, but before he finished speaking, suddenly The tone changed, and he stared at his right hand in anger. In his right palm, a slender white palm was lying quietly and harmoniously.

"What's wrong with my hand?" Saigo raised his right hand in surprise, and raised it to his eyes in confusion.

"I said the left hand..." Fu Bo suppressed his anger, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

"Left hand? Oh, I'm afraid you are in danger." Sai Gao smiled softly, his soft waist swinging in the wind, and the hollow lace tights seemed boneless.

"Let go!" Fu Bo's forehead burst with blue veins.

"I hate it, I won't get pregnant if I hold my hand..." Sai Gao turned his eyes to Fu Bo charmingly, and withdrew his left hand very reluctantly. Before that, his weak fingers were still playful in Fu Bo's palm. 'S scratched.

The sour numb from the palm of his palm made Fu Bo tremble all over, his internal organs turned over, rubbing his palms on his trousers, Fu Bo turned angrily, but it happened to meet a middle-aged couple who looked strangely not far away. .

"They will soon forget...They will soon forget...They will soon forget..." Fu Bo muttered like a dream, and walked towards the exhibition center with a decadent expression. Behind him, Sai Shyly smiled at the obviously frightened middle-aged couple, like a shy little wife, followed behind Fu Bo obediently, the hips wrapped in white leather pants trembled in three steps, pink silk The slender waist embellished by the towel is slowed down in two steps, graceful, light, gentle, and weak......

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"I said, Brother Qianmian, are you sure we let the person you are looking for in this place?" At the other entrance of the venue, Tianyan sat quietly in a wheelchair, and sighed into the phone with a weird expression.

"What's wrong? What's the problem?" Qianmian's tone was puzzled on the phone. According to the information he got, the Chen Quan that Li Huaibei and Tianyan were looking for indeed entered this strange stone exhibition two hours ago. , And the information shows that they did not come out. Is it possible that your subordinates have also missed it?

"It's nothing, I'll just confirm it. Okay, thank you." Tianyan sighed helplessly, and put the phone back into his pocket casually.

"It seems Qianmian didn't know it." Li Huaibei, who was pushing the wheelchair, said solemnly.

"It looks like we caught a big fish." Tianyan neatly arranged the hem of his skirt and leaned gently on the wheelchair.

"Are you sure you want to go in with me?" Li Huaibei glanced at the noisy crowd, his tone showed a trace of worry, which can shield the perception of the holy order, which is not something that a cat and a dog can do.

"Otherwise? You will take me home first? Let's go." A smile appeared on the calm face of Tianyan, and he gently put away the blank note on the palm of his hand.

Shielding perception... will it be you?

Li Huaibei curled his lips helplessly and pushed the wheelchair forward. But as soon as he opened his legs, the sky eye on the wheelchair gently tapped the lower armrest.

"What's the matter?" Li Huaibei stopped.

"Over there..." Tianyan did not raise his head, but raised his tender white fingers and pointed in the direction to the left of the entrance.

"Over there?"

"There is a green channel over there...I am a disabled person..."

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The Kistler Exhibition, to put it bluntly, is the Jade Fair. And jade is regarded as jewellery, but now many people prefer to classify it with Wenwan. Such a large-scale cultural and play exhibition will naturally derive a series of subsidiary industries with great cultural heritage in the surrounding area, such as now The brand Li Yiming watched...

"Divination, fortune-telling."

Black letters on a white background, unpretentious, simple and clear, full of special cultural connotations and national feelings. This is a street stall with two low stools and a white flag. In front of the stall sits a dark, short fat man, a shabby Chinese-style hanfu, holding a string of half-hanging porcelain Xingyue Bodhi, looking from a distance , It really looks like that.

It's not because of the appearance of the stall owner that allowed Li Yiming to stop, but the white banner...

The sign of this bar...Li Yiming has seen...Little Dao Tong...

"Why don't you go in first? I suddenly have something wrong, and I will go in to find you soon." Li Yiming hesitated after scanning Wu Jia and Lin Lu who were keeping a strange distance in front of them. At the beginning, the mysterious little Dao Tong said a word and left a deep impression on him. When he saw this sign again at this time, Li Yiming couldn't help but stepped forward, but it involved a lot of things, and brought the two girls with them. convenient.

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Jia subconsciously glanced at the absent-minded Lin Lu, and found that the other party was also blank, and then he was slightly relieved. Lin Lu doesn't know what the origins are. This invitation says that he really got it. After arriving at the agreed place today, I didn't see Lin Lu. Wu Jia still secretly rejoiced for a while. Who knew that when he arrived at the scene, Lin Lu had already waited at the door early.

"Is it a long time?" Lin Lu recovered from thinking and looked at Li Yiming cautiously. She knew more about Li Yiming's situation than Wu Jia, and she knew that there were many things that she could not interfere with.

"It won't take long, it won't be delayed." Li Yiming answered calmly.

"Okay, then I'll go shopping first." Lin Lu nodded politely. If she glanced at the direction behind her, the two figures in the crowd understood and walked forward quickly. Since Li Yiming spoke directly, he didn't want to be followed, and the subordinates who were secretly accompanying would naturally have to distract themselves.

"Then call." Wu Jia smiled softly. It wasn't that she didn't want to stay, but that Lin Lu had already spoken. If she offered to go together, it would be uncomfortable.

Li Yiming took out his phone and shook it, turned around stupidly, and walked straight to the fortune-telling booth.

"He is going to tell the fortune? Is it..." Wu Jia didn't go far. After noticing Li Yiming's direction, the ghost glanced at Lin Lu beside him.

"Fortune telling?" The short black fat man saw a customer coming, his half-squinted eyes opened slightly.

"Yeah." Li Yiming's gaze was locked on the opponent's face, and he slowly sat down on the small square stool.

The breath is empty... Is it a deliberate disguise?

"A marriage? Or a future?" The short black fat man took a deep breath and tried to lower his voice as much as possible. The gentle tone sounded a little pretentiously deep.

"Future." Li Yiming glanced at the sign beside him, and spoke calmly again.

"Um..." The short black fat man stood up straight, making his chubby body look taller. "Write your name and birth date."

Receiving the small note from the short black fat man, Li Yiming didn't think about it, and honestly wrote his name and birthday on it.

"Do you know what time it is?" The short black man glanced at the note in Li Yiming's hand.

"Six o'clock in the afternoon."

"Yes." The short black fat man nodded slightly, picked up the note and looked at it seriously.

As the short black and fat man thinks, Li Yiming's mind becomes serious. The other party is full of flaws. Although he looks like an ordinary person, since the sign is correct...

Haha, have you seen few ordinary people? For example, Mother Wu...

Speaking of mind, Li Yiming's perception involuntarily probed towards the other party, but in the next instant, Li Yiming's pupils shrank, and his heart was shocked.

Limited perception? Suppressed?

This kind of feeling has never been felt since awakening. This person in front of me...

"Yeah..." The short black fat man nodded intently again. Li Yiming observed him again, and he naturally observed Li Yiming secretly. After discovering the slight changes on Li Yiming's face, the short black fat man was also nervous.

"Oh..." The short black fat man sighed softly, and drew out a textbook-sized metal object from under the small square stool.

"This is?" Li Yiming's gaze shifted to the object following the opponent's actions.

A tablet?

While Li Yiming was surprised, the short black fat man skillfully opened the screen lock and opened an app called "I Ching Bagua". The fat fingers operated quickly on it, but the look on his face was undiminished. .

"Do you use this fortune telling?" Seeing the other party seriously input the information he had just written, Li Yiming couldn't help but speak.

(Long wait, ashamed!)