Because of the extreme surprise, the fortune teller's voice was trembling, big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and there was an incredible look on his face.
Tang Anni, who was opposite, looked confused and asked: "Didn't you just say that I was the destiny of the crane? Now, why have I become the destiny of the phoenix?"
"call……"
The fortune teller took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, looked at Tang Anni with a more respectful look, and said in a deep voice:
"Although the crane is extraordinary, it is too aloof and difficult to blend in among the birds. As the old saying goes, burn the harp and cook the crane. Since ancient times, beauties have had bad lives, but it is just like this! But now, your destiny has changed. The phoenix has nirvana and bathed in fire.
Reborn, soaring ninety thousand miles, standing above millions of people!"
"Is it really that powerful?" Tang Anni's beautiful eyes shone, as if she didn't believe it. She stuck out her tongue playfully and said, "Are you saying nice things to make me happy?"
"I have been telling fortunes for more than sixty years, and I have never made a false statement!" the fortune teller said categorically.
Then, he frowned into a Sichuan shape and said to himself: "The difference between the crane and the phoenix is like the difference between immortals and mortals, almost insurmountable! Looking at the history of China, there are only a handful of people who can complete such a transformation.
They are all people whose names will go down in history! Could it be that... some peerless expert changed your destiny for you?"
When he said this, his eyes burst out with unprecedented brilliance. He looked directly at Tang Anni and asked excitedly: "Girl, have you met any strange people recently?"
When Tang Anni heard this, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but glance at Mark next to her.
If the fortune teller is right, then her fate has undergone such a huge change because of Ye Fan.
If it weren't for Ye Fan, she would have been forced to get engaged to Hua Jianfei.
But with her strong character, she would never compromise on this. In desperation, she might choose to kill herself to preserve her innocence.
It corresponds to the saying that "a beautiful woman will have a bad life, and a beautiful woman will die."
However, at the critical moment, it was Ye Fan who stepped forward to turn the tide and save her from the fire and water.
And her fate also underwent earth-shaking changes. She was reborn in Nirvana and soared above the nine heavens.
…
"Master, is this... really the legendary destiny of the Phoenix?" the handsome young man next to him stammered, his tone full of doubt.
The Fate of the Phoenix is a legendary existence that happens once in a hundred years and that ordinary people will never see it once in their lifetime.
The probability of encountering someone on the street is really slim.
"Are you questioning your teacher's vision?" the fortune teller said angrily.
"Disciple doesn't dare!" The handsome young man shook his head quickly.
Suddenly, Tang Anni seemed to have thought of something, her pretty face turned red, and she murmured in a low voice: "Old sir, I want to calculate my marriage, is that okay?"
"Of course!" The fortune teller nodded and said, "Let's test the characters this time! Girl, just write a poem at will!"
Tang Anni looked around and noticed a few fallen flowers floating in the distance, so she picked up the brush on the photo booth and began to write ink on the rice paper.
She comes from a well-known family, is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her handwriting is elegant and elegant.
Soon, a line of poem appeared on the rice paper——
"The rhizome flies and the flowers fall, and the heavy peaks look at the dust in the north!"
The fortune teller thought for a moment and said slowly:
"The grass is the grass. After the 'Zhicao' flies away, what is left is 'Zhi'. When the flowers fall behind, what is left is 'Dagger'! The heavy peaks are two mountains. The pictogram is 'Yao', and the north of Chen is 'Xiao'.
'! When the four characters Zhi, Dagger, Yao, Xiao are superimposed, it becomes a purple character!"
"Purple?" Tang Anni opened her eyes wide and asked, "What about this word?"
"Purple is the color of the emperor! You use purple to ask for marriage, so your future husband will naturally be the True Dragon Emperor, ranking as an emperor!"
Hearing this, Tang Anni couldn't hide the joy on her pretty face, and glanced at Ye Fan from the corner of her eye.
"Why……"
At this time, the fortune teller sighed heavily again, with a sad look on his face.
"Huh? Old sir, why are you sighing? Isn't this bad?" Tang Anni was confused.
"Girl, do you really want to know the reason?"
"certainly!"
"Purple is indeed the color of the emperor, but it refers to men! You are a woman asking for marriage. Since ancient times, purple has not taken away the color of red. Although your future husband will be an emperor, you are not a queen, so you can only be a junior!"
The fortune teller said solemnly.
As soon as these words came out, Tang Anni's delicate body trembled greatly, her eyes dimmed, she lowered her head and remained silent.
Before, she knew that Chu Mengyao was Ye Fan's real girlfriend.
Because of this, no matter how much she admired Ye Fan, she did not dare to reveal the last thin layer of paper, for fear of becoming a "third party".
But now, the fortune teller's comment hit the mark, and she could no longer deceive herself.
Seeing that she was dejected, Ye Fan next to him frowned and said in a deep voice: "Annie, just forget about this kind of fortune telling, why should you take it seriously? Let's go somewhere else!"
With that said, he grabbed Tang Anni's hand and prepared to leave.
"Wait!"
After taking a few steps, the handsome young man's voice came from behind: "Haha... My master was right, right? My master is straight-forward and has never made a mistake! What's more, this is all three hexagrams.
, you didn’t even pay a penny!”
When Ye Fan heard this, he stopped, turned to look at the fortune teller, and asked: "Old sir, how much is the fortune teller?"
"That's not necessary! But——"
The fortune teller changed the topic and looked directly at Ye Fan and said: "Little brother, I am more interested in your fortune. Why don't you let me make a fortune for you?"
"oh?"
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay! Then let's test the characters in the same way!"
As he spoke, he picked up the writing brush and wrote a poem on the blank space of the rice paper——
The Yubo Dynasty looked back at the imperial homeland, but Wusun returned without proclaiming himself king!
This poem comes from "Song of Saixia". When Ye Fan was a child, he often heard his father reciting it, so he subconsciously wrote it.
When the handsome young man saw this, he showed disdain and sneered: "Hmph... Wusun is a nomadic people living outside the customs. Naturally, they cannot be king. You are quite self-aware! As an ordinary person, you must
Have the consciousness of ordinary people!”
Faced with this provocation, Ye Fan remained calm and calm as usual. He looked at the fortune teller from a distance and asked: "Old sir, what about my fate?"
The fortune teller looked at the line of words and remained silent. His face became more and more solemn, and there were even large beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" The handsome young man was curious and looked around, only to find that the fortune teller's eyes seemed to be fixed on the word "Bo" and he never moved away for a long time.
For a moment, the venue was completely silent, you could hear a pin drop, it was deathly silent, and the atmosphere became extremely strange.
After several minutes, the fortune teller seemed to have discovered something. His body was shaken violently, as if he had been shocked by electricity. He looked at Ye Fan and said tremblingly: "Sir, I can't calculate your fate!"
"What?!"
As soon as Ye Fan said this, before Ye Fan could speak, the handsome young man next to him couldn't help but exclaimed: "How is this possible? Master, you are the straight-talking Li Banxian. There is no one like you in this world."
People who can’t survive!”
"Shut up!"
The fortune teller shouted loudly: "You useless thing, if you say one more word, don't blame me for expelling you!"
When the handsome young man heard this, he felt extremely aggrieved and his eye circles were a little red.
He never expected that his master, who had always been very fond of him, would suddenly change his attitude.
At this time, the fortune teller looked at Ye Fan again and said: "Sir, I'm sorry, it's my lack of skill that makes you laugh! Farewell!"
Saying that, the fortune teller did not hesitate and left, his steps extremely hasty, as if he was fleeing again and did not dare to stay for a moment longer.
In desperation, the handsome young man could only follow quickly.
After a while, after the two of them had walked a few miles, the fortune teller stopped and breathed a long sigh of relief, but he still had a frightened expression on his face.
Unconsciously, his clothes were completely soaked with cold sweat.
"Master! What's wrong with you? What's so weird about that guy's fate?" the handsome young man asked with great confusion.
"Hey..." the fortune teller sighed quietly and said slowly: "You take apart the silk characters and see what they are!"