Routine Tsundere Bamboo Horse Raiders

Chapter 426 The secret can't be leaked?

"That's right..." The old man glanced at Lan Qiduo with narrowed eyes, as if hesitating.

After waiting for a while, he spoke again, his voice was like an ancient rock bell, thick and deep:
"Everything, extremes will reverse..."

Ling Xiyu caught him looking at Lan Qiduo with some hesitation in his eyes, frowned, and asked in a calm tone: "Why are you against the law?"

The old man waved his hand helplessly, "Don't leak the secret..."

Lan Qiduo: "..."

So are you sure it's not your own magic stick who deliberately said these things to bluff people?

Is there any difference between saying these things and not saying them?

"Little girl, how can you say I'm bluffing people!!" The old man seemed to have heard her inner thoughts, so angry that he blew his beard and stared:
"It's said that the secrets of the heavens must not be leaked!!"

"What do you mean saying it is the same as not saying it?!"

"...Can you hear what I want to say?" Lan Qiduo glanced at him in surprise, with a slightly embarrassed look on her small face.

Is her idea that easy to guess?
"It's not easy to guess what you think." The old man stretched out his hand tremblingly, picked up the box of wooden sticks on the ground, shook it a few times, and then said:
"I'm a fortune teller anyway, I still have some real skills..."

The old man slowly shook the lottery again, then put it back on the ground, "Come on, little girl, let's draw a lottery first..."

"...What is this?" Lan Qiduo bent down curiously, and looked at the wooden stick on the ground.

This one also looks a bit old, and the slightly gray surface on it seems to be moldy, and Yingying Yueyue can still see the small dark red characters flying like dragons and phoenixes: Marriage.

Seeing these two words, Lan Qiduo twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly, "...is it my...marriage?"

The old man proudly stroked his gray beard, and there was a bit of joy in his thick voice, "It's marriage!"

"It's my old profession. No money is not allowed, and no money is allowed!"

Lan Qiduo didn't hesitate, and randomly took out a lottery from the lottery container, but she didn't expect that the wooden stick was quite textured, and felt a little heavy.

She glanced up curiously, and found that there was only one word "Zhen" written in the small letters of the hairpin flower.

...is the "Jane" of "cherish"?
At the behest of the old man, Lan Qiduo handed over the stick, and the old man's wrinkled hands tremblingly stroked the word slowly, then crossed his legs, closed his eyes and slowly pinched his fingers Count it up.

"You..." It didn't take long for the old man to open his eyes this time, and sighed again, "...Little girl, why are you bothering?"

Lan Qiduo: "???"

She was about to go crazy again.

How can people guess this sentence?

Lan Qiduo never liked to guess that there was something in these words, and there was something in the words, so she asked straightforwardly:
"Grandpa, can we put it in a more clear and practical way?"

"Never mind, whatever..." the old man sighed, "I just pity this young man..."

"...what's none of his business?" Lan Qiduo asked subconsciously, not noticing that the big hand that was holding her little hand tightened again.

"Little girl, do you know which "Jane" this "Jane" is?" While speaking, the old man had already put the "Jane" sign she drew back into the stick.

Lan Qiduo looked at him and shook the lottery again, "Could it be that you cherish what you have in front of you?"

(End of this chapter)