【Cute new report!Is this our Warrior No. 32? 】

[The metaphysics bloggers I followed before can all predict the fortunes of celebrities and house collapse. Can you help me predict my brother? 】

[Those upstairs, please understand the rules. In this live broadcast room, only those who win the lucky bag are eligible to be counted]

[The newcomers are all lined up behind me. I’ve been paying attention for more than half a year and I haven’t even been able to figure it out. Why are there such newcomers again! 】

[Master Yunze, you haven’t broadcast live for more than half a month!Can't we make up for the three hexagrams from last week today? 】

[Everyone shout with me: Six hexagrams today! 】

[Six hexagrams! 】

【…】

Since Sang Luo stopped broadcasting once, many old fans in the live broadcast room began to rhythmically clamor for Sang Luo to tell the six hexagrams today.

Sang Luo's live broadcast room was full of barrages begging her to add three hexagrams, and then he looked at the time in the upper left corner of his phone.

It's 08:30 in the evening.

"Normally it takes four or five hours to calculate the three hexagrams, but you asked me to calculate the six hexagrams. I'm afraid it won't be finished until tomorrow morning.

"Still the old rules, three hexagrams today."

Sang Luo said as he released the first lucky bag of the day.

Half a minute later, the lucky bag opened.

The live broadcast room was still full of wailing as usual, and everyone regretted that they were Africans.

【I missed the draw again! 】

[If I don’t win, my ex-girlfriend’s child will be born]

[Master, I won a lucky bag. I’m new here and don’t understand the rules. What should I do?How to pay the hexagram gold? 】

Sang Luo clicked on the lucky bag, and it was a netizen named Hanye Manman who won this fortune-telling opportunity.

"Hello, just click on the application video connection in the lower left corner, and we can start fortune-telling face to face. Use the gifts on the platform to pay the fortune-telling money, and a goddess will come after every fortune-telling." Sang Luo explained to Han Ye with a smile.

After Sang Luo finished explaining, it took another seven or eight seconds before he finally received the video connection request from the other party. Sang Luo clicked to connect, the screen split into two, and a slightly fat middle-aged woman appeared. on the screen.

The woman was about 50 or [-] years old. She was wearing an antique embroidered coat. Behind her was a tall antique shelf filled with all kinds of antiques, including ceramic vases, bronze figures, and even various antiques. antique jewelry.

There is also a pair of Tang Yin's "Autumn Wind Holding Fan" hanging next to the ancient book shelf.

[In what age are you still wearing embroidered clothes like this?It looks weird]

[Am I the only one who thinks this kind of embroidered clothes looks weird?It doesn’t look good at all, it feels very outdated]

[Get rid of it, just shut your mouth if you are stupid, okay?What this old lady is wearing is obviously Su embroidery, which is very expensive!I don’t know, don’t come out and be embarrassed, okay? 】【A group of rural old haters dare to comment on the aesthetics of top rich women here. The painting behind them is enough to buy dozens of houses in your small town】

[No one can comment on other people’s dressing styles. Just wear whatever others like, okay?What's more, this kind is not ugly. It is our traditional culture and it is very beautiful! 】

[I don’t think I’m ugly either!It just feels weird. It feels like the clothes worn by female ghosts in ancient movies. It looks old and feels spooky]

Hanyemanman saw the netizens in the live broadcast room quarreling for him, and he felt persuaded: "Stop arguing, in fact, what this little girl said is right, my clothes are indeed 100-year-old clothes. It's an old thing, so the design style is a bit old-fashioned.

You think it’s weird and normal to look at something spooky!After all, there are not many people who like this kind of old things. It’s just that I have liked these since I was a child, so I went all over the country to buy old clothes like this and come back to wear them. "

【What? Old clothes from 100 years ago?Wasn't it ripped from a dead person? 】

[The 100-year-old clothes have not deteriorated, which means that the clothes must not have been dug out of the tomb. They should have been passed down from generation to generation. Things like clothes must be carefully preserved to be preserved so well]

[I have only heard that medieval clothes are very popular abroad, but I didn’t expect that they are also popular in China]

[People in foreign countries like to buy second-hand things for use. My friend who is studying abroad said that he found his job from 80 to [-] years ago at a flea market, but there is no one left.]

"Hahaha! Of course it wasn't taken from a dead person. One of my students sold this to me. It is a relic of her grandmother. Their family has kept it well for generations! If you need money now, just take it. Come out and sell.

As for the medieval clothes you mentioned, I actually bought a few. I’ve always been an eclectic person, whether it’s domestic or foreign..."

When Sang Luo saw Han Ye talking endlessly about his experience of shopping for clothes, he was worried that this hexagram would be a little overtime, so he interrupted and asked: "Excuse me, my dear friend, what are you mainly thinking about today?"

After Han Ye was interrupted by Sang Luo, he was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he was here to do something serious.

She felt melancholy when she thought of the troubles at home. She sighed and was about to tell her, but became a little hesitant.

"Are you...really accurate? I have indeed heard of you on the Internet before, but now there are too many people buying into the hot search hype. How do I know that you have real talent?"

After all, it was about the relationship between herself and her husband. She didn't want to just find a pheasant master and trust him completely, otherwise she would ruin the marriage between herself and her husband and have no place to cry.

Sang Luo opened his eyes wide, carefully observed Han Yemanman's facial features, and then said with great confidence:
"The basement mole and the standard appearance of a rich woman with wide front teeth and wide chin, but your heaven is not open enough, so your native family conditions should be relatively poor. Judging from your appearance, you should have only become successful after the age of 38. Although your heaven is not open, it is But you are plump and shiny, and you are a smart person, so your academic qualifications should not be low, at least a master's degree."

After Han Yemanman heard Sang Luo's words, he felt a little incredible, and his eyes became slightly softer.

She straightened her body slightly so that she could sit more upright, "You are right, but it is not unusual for even netizens to see that I am rich, although I did not start making money until I was 38 years old. Yes, but most people from ordinary families only start saving some money at this age, and they are not very capable.

And I have just said that my students sold me this outfit. Anyone with a little bit of brains can guess that I have a high degree of education. "

Han Yemanman seemed to be nitpicking, refuting all the past events that Sang Luo had just predicted through his facial features.

After hearing this, Sang Luo's pupils dilated slightly.

In the past, when she met people who didn't believe in her ability, she only needed to tell some past events to convince them. She didn't expect that this time the person she was destined to meet would be so picky.

Originally, I wanted to keep some privacy for her, but in this case, I had to reveal some explosive information.


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