Datang: Let's Start with Fortune-telling

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　　"Little Helper?"

　　When I heard the inexplicable voice coming out of my mind.

　　Han Xiu was not surprised or panicked.

　　I saw that his eyes were red.

　　two lines of tears

　　, can't stop flowing from the corner of his eyes.

　　"Nima... I finally waited for you!"

Chapter 2: I have some expectations, can I get it right [For flowers]

　　[The system has detected the identity of the current host! 】

　　[Identity conversion is on! 】

　　[The host should become a fortune-telling master admired by everyone in Chang'an City within seventy-seven forty-nine days! 】

　　[During this period, the host is not allowed to change his identity, until the task is completed, he will switch to the next identity! 】

　　Just when Han Xiu wasn't happy for long.

　　In my mind, there was another sound from the system.

　　Immediately, the expression on his face froze.

　　"What? I already have a system, and you still make me a fortune teller?"

　　"Do you know that sitting here every day to tell people's fortunes makes me nervous?"

　　"I'm afraid that one day I will be beaten to death!"

　　"You still want me to..."

　　Han Xiu kept complaining.

　　As a result, at this time, the system's prompt sound came again.

　　[The personal information template will be opened for the host soon! 】

　　Just when the beep sounded.

　　Suddenly, Han Xiu felt a translucent template appear in front of him.

　　[Name: Han Xiu! 】

　　【age! 】

　　[Identity: Fortune Teller (Elementary!)]

　　【Martial Arts:】

　　【intelligence:】

　　【politics:】

　　【Supremacy:】

　　[Occupational skills: primary prophecy (can predict what will happen within three days!)]

　　[Martial spirit: none]

　　When you see your own profile template.

　　Han Xiu was a little confused.

　　Intelligence and politics are better, they are already relatively high.

　　But what the hell is martial arts?actually

　　Only then?Could it be that he is really powerless?Just relying on one mouth to fool people?

　　"System, is there any way to improve my martial arts? You also know that if you don't have martial arts skills in our line of work, I'm afraid you will be beaten to death sooner or later!" Han Xiu said.

　　[In view of the current host status, it is temporarily impossible to increase the martial arts value! 】

　　[You can count your luck every day, earn points, and buy martial arts fusion! 】

　　"Martial soul fusion?"

　　When he heard this, Han Xiu's heart finally became open.

　　And just during the conversation, he has put his own

　　Tables and stalls are all tidied up.

　　Carrying his flag that "knows up and down five thousand years", he went straight to the outside of the city gate.

　　"What is spirit fusion?"

　　[Martial Soul Fusion: You can spend a certain amount of points to exchange! 】

　　[Exchange to random, you can get the martial spirits of different historical generals and civilians! 】

　　[Collect a certain amount of martial arts, you can recruit, you can also use martial arts to strengthen yourself! 】

　　When the system gives an explanation.

　　Han Xiu's heart was about to fly into the sky.

　　Sure enough, this

　　This system is not only the function at hand.

　　Points can be exchanged for martial spirits, which can be merged and recruited.

　　And the way to earn points is to give people fortune-telling.

　　Although I still don't know how good my prophecy is.

　　But with the help of the system, it shouldn't be too bad...

　　So, Han Xiu bought some food along the street.

　　Going home happily.

　　...

　　Han Xiu left here.

　　But on the other side, just

　　Three people he bet on.

　　Still walking on the street.

　　"Your Majesty, why do you have to bet on a bloody disaster with a charlatan?"

　　"Regardless of whether this is true or not, Your Majesty is a man of gold. If something goes wrong, what should I do?"

　　The one who looked like a scholar dressed up.

　　A worried look on his face.

　　That's right, Han Xiu probably didn't even dream about it.

　　The people who have just been fortune-telling by him are not simple people.

　　That middle-aged man was the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin.

　　And the weak scholar beside him is the Duke of Qi, the eldest Sun Wuji.

　　As for the man who didn't speak from the beginning to the end, it was Li Junxian...

　　When Changsun Wuji's voice fell.

　　Li Shimin smiled lightly, turned his head and said, "It's okay, it's not a big deal, it's rare to come out of the palace to have some fun!"

　　"Besides, this child is young, his speech is very interesting!"

　　"I was actually aroused by his confident temperament, and I want to see if there will be a bloody disaster in these three days!"

　　"But......"

　　Changsun Wuji's expression changed slightly, and he still wanted to persuade him.

　　As a result, Li Shimin waved his hand with a smile.

　　"Auxiliary machine, you don't need to say anymore. In the palace, there are Yulin Army, and Jun Xian is by his side, what kind of bloody disaster can happen?"

　　heard.

　　Changsun Wuji frowned.

　　"Too!"

　　"If the palace is not safe, how can it be a safe place?"

　　"However, Your Majesty, since you have made a bet with that swindler,

　　We can't take our word for it! "

　　"If your Majesty is safe after three days, I will personally bring someone to smash his stall!"

　　Hearing this, Li Shimin smiled and said nothing.

　　He knew that the reason why Changsun Wuji said this was because he was worried about his own safety.

　　The dignified emperor was predicted to have a bloody disaster within three days?

　　This is bound to make the ministers of the DPRK and China very worried.

　　Will definitely vent.