"Where?" the old man asked next.

Fan Wuji then told the old man the location of his accident. After hearing this, the old man closed his eyes and counted with his fingers for a moment.

"It shouldn't be! What has he done recently? Do you know what I'm asking?" The old man stared at Fan Wu Jiu with clear and dark eyes.

"He, um, a girl died because of him." "Just one?" the old man asked.

"That's the only one I know." "That's not what it is."

"You approved my brother's life, saying that his life is precious and he will live longer. How could this happen?" After hearing this, the old man looked at Fan Wuji beside him.

"Luo Cheng's life expectancy in the Sui and Tang Dynasties was seventy-three, but he only had twenty-three when he died. Why?" the old man asked.

"Although a person's fate is determined from the moment he is born, it may not remain unchanged. I have warned you a long time ago that your brother has a domineering personality. If you continue, your energy will be drained."

"The cause of his death may not have been an accident." "So?"

"I would like to ask you to do a divination."

The old man was silent for a moment and stood up. Fan Wuji followed him into the house. The old man took out a tortoise shell with three copper coins in it. He muttered something in his mouth for a while, then shook it a few times. The coins fell on the table and turned.

Fell down after a few laps.

"The hexagram is bad, and what you want in your mind will not come true. If you continue, it will bring you terrible disaster."

Fan Wuji frowned slightly after hearing this.

"Is it possible that my brother died so mysteriously?" "There is no resurrection after death," the old man said.

Fan Wuji spoke a few words with the old man and then left. After he left, the old man sat down on the chair, looking very tired.

"Grandpa." The young man at the side hurriedly brought a glass of water, "You drink water."

The old man drank some water, and the young man beside him patted his back gently. After a few minutes, the old man let out a long sigh of relief.

"As I get older, I am becoming less and less useful. I am so tired from doing fortune telling." The old man sighed.

"Grandpa, I think Mr. Fan may not listen to your advice."

"If you don't listen, you will get into trouble." The old man said, "His brother must have done bad things outside, and he must have been very hateful. It consumed his energy, shortened his life, and made him blind in vain.

Good horoscope!"

Fan Wuji left less than half an hour ago

During this time, someone else came to visit, and the visitor was Zheng Qian.

"Mr. Yang." He was very respectful to the old man. "Are you here for your father's business again?"

"Yes." Zheng Qian nodded, "I would like to ask you to tell your fortune."

"It can't be calculated anymore. The boy from the Fan family just came here, so the fortune was given to him." The old man said.

"Fan Wuji?" The old man nodded.

"Then I came at a bad time. When will you be able to perform hexagrams again?" "Let's wait for ten days." The old man thought for a while and said.

"Okay, then I'll come back and bother you in ten days."

Zheng Qian was not very polite, nor did he say anything false. He came here just to ask the old man for fortune telling. This old man was proficient in fortune telling and was very famous in the small circles in the capital. He was especially good at fortune telling and predicted things. There are no mistakes, but you can only calculate one divination at most every day. This has been the rule for many years.

Zheng Qian put down the gift and left.

"Grandpa, you need to rest for a while. You should have talked about it for a few more days just now."

"Ten days is enough. He won't come again after ten days." The old man said with a smile.

The young man on the side was stunned after hearing this. He was about to ask why, but suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, "You mean..."

"Seeing through but not telling the truth, fortune tellers can predict good and bad luck, but cannot predict life and death. That is the business of the King of Hell." the old man taught.

"Hel me out and lie down for a while."
Chapter completed!