Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 208: Life has nine locks

Chapter 208 Fate has nine locks

"Get in the car."

Jiang Fei was in a low mood, and she couldn't even explain the reason. She drove all the way from the northern suburbs to the villa area in the southern suburbs, constantly changing lanes at high speed, as if to vent her anger.

I was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, terrified, and I didn't know what kind of madness she had gone into. I just hoped that some kind traffic police uncle could stop this road killer.

In less than twenty minutes, Jiang Fei crossed Jiangcheng and arrived at her destination.

"I'm going to stop the car, just wait a moment." Jiang Fei **** her hair, reversed the car skillfully and left.

After about four or five minutes, Ye Weilong came over: "Sister Fei's driving skills have improved again to be able to drive so fast in the downtown area."

He threw the car keys to Jia Qingbai, walked out of the car by himself, his legs were weak, one foot was deep and the other was shallow, it was obviously a smooth concrete road, but he seemed to be stepping on cotton candy, shaking eastward Xi Huang.

"Are you able to walk? Are your legs no longer numb?" I looked at Ye Weilong with a faint smile, and a word suddenly came to my mind - soft-legged shrimp.

"I will never let you live alone with Sister Fei today. Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. With me around, your dirty thoughts will never come true." Ye Weilong's face was pale, Holding the door of the car with his hand, he lowered his head and bent over, blinding the tall man of 9.9 meters in vain, who seemed to have no deterrent effect at all.

"Dirty thoughts? If you have time to worry about me, you might as well go back to school and be a useful person in the future, so that Jiang Fei can think highly of you." I lit a low-quality cigarette, and through the curling smoke , suddenly saw an old man in a black Taoist robe sitting next to Jiang Fei's villa.

"When did he show up?" I didn't see anyone there when I got out of the car.

Ye Weilong also found the old man sitting next to Jiang Fei's villa. The old man set up a light bamboo table with pens, ink, paper and inkstones on it, which looked quite ancient.

"How did this old man get in here? Where's the security guard?" Ye Weilong told Jia Qingbai to park the car, and walked towards the old man in a daze: "What are you doing?"

"Character testing and fortune telling, Zhouyi divination." The old man spoke in a leisurely manner, with a sense of calmness in his speech.

"It's ridiculous, you dare to go to the villa area to bluff and deceive?" Ye Weilong never believed in fortune-telling and divination, because he didn't need it at all, and he could get everything he wanted: "Hurry up, or don't blame me for calling the security guard! "

"Foreign Lord, be safe and don't be impatient, three points of destiny, seven points of later luck; if you know your fate in advance, you can change your luck." The old man opened the ink cartridge and put the brush in it: "If you don't believe me, you can write a word first, and I Help you test what's on your mind."

"Test what I'm thinking? Old man, if you can really measure it, I'll accept how much it costs." Ye Weilong grabbed a brush and scribbled the word "Wei" on the rice paper.

"This is the second word in my name, test it, I want to hear what you can say?" Ye Weilong put down his brush and stood by the bamboo table.

The old man picked up the rice paper, just glanced at it, and then said: "The brushwork is scribbled and full of sorrow. The main thing that worries me is the marriage."

"Wei character tests marriage fate, people occupy half of the body and don't look at people, Wei walks half of his body with muscles and bones, and the fate of marriage is all on one pair of muscles and bones. There are two evils and one danger on the road to marriage. , and don’t regret it, after three trials, you can live together forever.” After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Ye Weilong’s writing brush that he had put down casually: “The pen is facing the smoker. One risk should be on this person."

When the old man in a black Taoist robe said this, Ye Weilong began to waver. The other party not only said that what he cared most about was marriage, but also figured out who was the biggest obstacle on his way to marriage: "It's amazing, it's amazing !”

He took out a few hundred-dollar bills from his pocket and put them on the table, his tone became respectful: "Old man, I still want to test my future, look..."

"Write another word, don't have too many distracting thoughts before writing, and write according to your wish."

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I stood far away until Jiang Fei came back.

"Why is there a fortune teller at my door? Where's the security guard?" She led me to the gate of the villa, and looked at the old man's bamboo table out of curiosity.

This time Ye Weilong wrote the character "Dragon". The old man took the rice paper, looked at it for a moment and said: "The character of the dragon is sharp, and the sharpness is swept away. I use the character of the dragon to seek a future. The future is bright, but it just passed the year of the dragon." , the Tai Sui is rampant, and the dragon avoids the Tai Sui. This year, the future of the Master will stop at the present, and only with the help of noble people can he make the finishing point and call the wind and rain."

"Master, I don't know where I can find a nobleman?" Ye Weilong's address for the old man had changed from old man to master before he knew it.

"When a troubled dragon ascends to heaven, there must be rain to help. You need to find someone whose name has the power of the river and the rain."

"The name has the momentum of the great river, and there is also Yulin..." Ye Weilong thought for a while, then suddenly turned to look at Jiang Fei: "Sister Fei! I understand, thank you for your reminder!"

The old man smiled mysteriously, said nothing, and didn't even touch the money on the table.

"Sister Fei, this old gentleman's test is very accurate, do you want to try it?"

Ye Weilong boasted about the old man in front of Jiang Fei, and Jiang Fei was a little moved by what he said: "Well, let me test a word too."

She took a pen and wrote the word "Fei" on the rice paper and handed it to the old man: "Mr., I want to test the marriage."

The old man looked at it for a while, then swept his eyes over Jiang Fei, and said lightly: "The appearance of Changhong intercepting the rain, no matter how hard you work, you can't change it. The rain falls on the river, and it will never return."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Fei's expression changed, her plump and moist lips were tightly bitten by silver teeth: "I want to change a word."

"Go ahead."

Jiang Fei picked up a pen and wrote another word "drenching" and handed it to the old man: "Still testing the marriage."

The old man shook his head: "Marriage is a matter of mutual consent. Even if you change your fate, you can't change the result." Why force it?"

Jiang Fei wanted to say something after listening, but was stopped by the old man: "One more time, no more three times."

He took the brush from Jiang Fei's hand, and fixed his last pair of deep eyes on me: "Master, do you want to measure the future?"

There is something in the old man’s words, and there is a sneer on the corner of my mouth. In fact, since the first time I saw this old man, I felt that something was wrong. Using my eyes, I found a colorful poisonous snake embroidered on the collar of the old man’s Taoist robe. The black robes found in the wooden coffin are consistent.

Obviously, the person who wanted to send me the Hades post in the middle of the night was related to the old man. They probably came from the same school, and the main messenger behind it was the sanctimonious old fortune-teller in front of me.

"I don't need it, I don't believe in fate." Blind Liu has made divinations for me many times, but the divinations are different every time, so I am not interested in fortune-telling.

"It's fate when you and I meet. If I help you test a character, I will bear a good fruit with you."

Under the constant persuasion of the old man, I stood beside the bamboo table and picked up the writing brush.

"Then test my life." I didn't know what to write, so I wrote the word "Tao" on the rice paper.

"Looking for life through the Tao?" The old man's eyes dimmed, he picked up the rice paper, and looked at the time for a cup of tea.

"Seeking life with the Tao, hit the nine locks, the locks are fatal, the locks lead to life, one lock is one, the heaven without locks, you are destined to engage in an extremely dangerous profession, walking yin and yang, but it is a pity that the nine locks add body, you won't go far."

The old man was swearing, and his words were firm. He deliberately said half of what he said, and didn't point out the way to break it. He just hoped that I could take the initiative to say more things.

Taking a puff of cigarette, I looked at the indifferent old man: "It's not bad, you should not be a liar."

I waved at Jiang Fei, turned around and entered the villa.

"Hey, Master Yuan, wait a moment, I still have something to say!" The old man stood up when he saw me leave, and he muttered in his heart, "At this time, normal people should become impatient, asking how to solve the problem. This is the right game!"

"Gao Jian, why don't you just listen to him, you just said yourself that he is not a liar." Jiang Fei grabbed my sleeve, and there was a hint of worry hidden in the depths of her eyes.

I flicked down the cigarette ash and took a deep look at Jiang Fei. The red rope of marriage had been cut off, but her attitude towards me was still a little strange.

"My fate, I know it myself, and I don't need others to tell me what to do." I gently pulled her away and stepped into the villa.

One heart is all about Taoism, so why not add nine locks to the body?