According to my idea, Tang Hao would definitely accept the challenge, but the reality once again exceeded my expectations.
Faced with Mr. Liu's invitation to fight, Tang Hao nodded with a smile and refused directly: "Since I can't use concealed weapons, I can't take advantage of it. Let's let this child compete with Mr. Liu. Don't be too aggressive.
It's heavy."
Tang Hao chuckled, took a step back, and let the boy beside him out.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but frown, and I couldn't help but cursed in my heart. Sure enough, everything didn't go according to my script.
I feel angry, but I am also really curious to see how things will develop next?
What on earth is this young man named Pistachio capable of?
Even if he really has any special talent, after all, considering his age, he is just a child at the age of twelve or thirteen, so he can't beat Mr. Liu, right???
In this way, we win both games. According to the bet, Zhou Qingyang will take his people out. It is also a good thing to drive Zhou Qingyang away.
The young man stood forward and his clear eyes fell on Mr. Liu.
"Hello, uncle." Pistachio greeted crisply.
On the other hand, Mr. Liu's expression surprised me to the extreme. He did not respond to the young man's greeting, but looked at him solemnly.
No matter how stupid I am, I finally understand one thing, this boy is absolutely right.
Seeing that Mr. Liu was silent, Pistachio asked, "Uncle, can we start?"
Mr. Liu's eyes flickered, and he kept looking at Pistachio, and finally fell on the fat mouse.
"Little brother, can I ask you a question?" Mr. Liu said in a gentle tone.
The young man hummed and nodded slightly.
"Your master, is he okay?" Mr. Liu asked.
"Do you recognize my master?" the young man asked curiously.
"I was lucky enough to meet him once. I still miss him a lot, so I asked my little brother to let me know." Mr. Liu actually slightly bowed his hand to the young man.
This action of Mr. Liu really surprised me, and I couldn't help but become more curious. Where did this young man come from? Looking at Mr. Liu, he was actually treating him like a member of his generation.
"Oh, it turns out he is a friend of the master. My master is a very kind man." Pistachio said with a smile.
Having said that, I could clearly feel a trace of sadness on the boy's young face when he said these words.
Mr. Liu could naturally see this obvious change in performance, so he quickly asked: "Little brother, I see you look worried, is it because your master is not in good health?"
Speaking of this topic, the sadness on the young man's face became even more intense. He sighed softly and said, "Master's health is very good, but Master said that he may not have long life left!"
"Ah! What did you say?" Mr. Liu's expression changed slightly.
"Pistachio, are you telling the truth?" Tang Hao's voice changed.
The young man nodded lightly, "It's true. Master said that he still has more than two hundred days to live, and he will pass away on the Double Ninth Festival, the ninth day of September!"
Double Ninth Festival on September 9th?
When I heard this number, my heart beat wildly for no reason.
I can't help but think of myself, because this day is so special. This is the day my grandpa specially told Hu Qiu and I to get married, which is the Double Ninth Festival on September 9th.
Coincidence?
Or maybe I am too sensitive.
But I can't figure out who this pistachio master is, who dares to accurately tell the time of his death and doesn't shy away from outsiders.
This person is either talking nonsense, or he is truly a peerless expert in the field of fortune-telling or divination, and may even surpass a third-level expert!
Among the five skills of fortune telling by mountain doctors, physiognomy ranks fourth and divination is fifth. They are relatively simple, but they are the most difficult to learn to a profound level.
Whether it is physiognomy, divination, or divination, it can be divided into three major levels.
The first level can be regarded as the first glimpse of the door, and it is also the simplest. In physiognomy, it is called the iron mouth straight cut.
By observing a person's brows, looking at their facial features, comparing the depth and arrangement of large and small bumps and the relationship between them, we can infer a person's fate and fate. This is the first level.
The second level, entering the palace, is relatively difficult. You need to further improve your understanding of physiognomy and your own strength. The simplest criterion for differentiation is that you must develop internal energy in your body.
Only when there is inner Qi, can it continue to grow, penetrate the palace gate, observe its Qi phase, and obtain its destiny, and it is extremely accurate.
This is what is called fortune-telling in physiognomy.
But now, I am still at this stage, and it is the preliminary stage.
As for the third major level, I only heard my grandfather mention it to me. It is a legendary realm that few people have been able to reach since ancient times.
This is already an absolutely terrifying level. It is said that it can control destiny, determine life and death, and cave three lives. It can be known sixty years before and one sixty years later. It can see the past life, present life and afterlife. It can not only tell the faces of living people, but even
Reading the faces of dead people is a truly great supernatural power.
This kind of powerful person has reached the level of a master and can be titled and rule the roost.
It's a pity that such people only exist in legends, and there are only a few from ancient times to the present. As for whether grandpa has entered this realm, I don't know.
But based on his abilities, I feel that grandpa is probably close to or reaching the legendary master level.
In fact, in reality, let alone a generation of grandmaster-level figures, there are not many people who can reach the second level and live in despair. Eighty-nine times out of ten, they are still at the first stage, and most of these people
People are still liars.
Just like those who set up stalls under the overpass, there are really not many capable people. Whoever works hard to make a living under there will have long been invited as a guest by some dignitaries.
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Therefore, this path is said to be simple, but in fact it is not that easy. Destiny is a mysterious and complex thing, and some people can't figure it out despite all their efforts.
But looking at the looks of Tang Hao and Mr. Liu, I knew that this young man’s master must be the latter.
Because whether it is Tang Hao or Mr. Liu, the dignity and respect shown on their faces are definitely from the heart and don't feel like they are fake.
They were all in awe of the teacher behind the boy.
"Yangzi, is it true or not? Who is this kid's master? He looks awesome!" the fat man muttered in a low voice.
I shook my head gently, because this was also what I was curious about.
"Didn't your grandfather tell you?"
"I don't even know who his master is?" I said.
When they suddenly heard the news at this moment, Mr. Liu and Tang Hao couldn't help but show deep regret on their faces, and Tang Hao even let out a long sigh.
The fat man snorted, with a look of annoyance on his face, "I think they are just acting!"
Then, he said, "I'll ask," and asked loudly: "Child, who is your master?"