As soon as these words came out, Zhao Moqing was stunned, then looked at Fang Hao in shock, and then looked back at the old fortune teller: "Please be more specific."
The old fortune teller chuckled and said, "If this young master wants to marry you, he can marry you anytime, so it's useless to ask me."
Hearing this, Zhao Moqing suddenly became excited and looked at Fang Hao, asking seriously: "Brother Hao, when will you marry me?"
Fang Hao felt depressed after hearing what the old fortune teller said. After hearing Zhao Moqing's question, Fang Hao laughed and said, "I'm your brother!"
"Brother, your uncle, this old man asked me to ask you, this shows that we are destined!"
Fang Hao looked depressed: "Do you want to be so direct?"
"It's all because of you, I've become an old girl!" Zhao Moqing was very angry.
Fang Hao felt that he couldn't explain clearly, so he simply stopped talking.
The next moment, Zhao Moqing asked the old fortune teller again: "Can I be the boss?"
The old fortune teller Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Of course I have to ask this young master."
Hearing this, Fang Hao suddenly rolled his eyes and said, "You take your time and tell your fortune, I'll go sit outside for a while!"
Zhao Moqing snorted: "Forget it if you don't answer!"
Suddenly, Zhao Moqing looked at Sima Ling'er and found that this little girl also had a curious face, so she said to the old fortune teller: "Old man, please do the math for my sister."
The old fortune teller glanced at Sima Ling'er and said in shock: "Oh, this girl has a miserable life experience. I'm afraid you are the only one in the family!"
As soon as these words came out, Sima Ling'er and Zhao Moqing were both stunned. Sima Ling'er's eyes turned red for a moment, with a sad look on his face: "The old gentleman is right."
Although Fang Hao was outside, he could clearly hear the conversation inside and smiled a bit.
"You are right about this. It is indeed a master level. Then look at my sister's fate."
The old fortune teller glanced outside, then smiled bitterly and said, "You have to ask the young man outside about these questions."
The two women were stunned for a moment, then Zhao Moqing was surprised, but Sima Ling'er's eyes suddenly lit up, her sadness subsided, and she seemed a little excited.
Sima Ling'er blushed and asked in a low voice: "Brother Fang and I are also destined to be married?"
"Of course, but you still have to control it yourself. The way of heaven is unpredictable, and fate is also difficult to rely on." The old fortune teller said inscrutably.
Immediately, Zhao Moqing seemed to be quite happy for Sima Ling'er and shouted to the door: "Brother Hao, I've given you the money!"
Fang Hao came back and looked at the old fortune teller: "How much is it?"
Although he was asking, Fang Hao took out one or two gold ingots. After the last experience of being consumed by several women, Fang Hao learned a lesson and exchanged some gold ingots at Jiuzhou Express.
The old fortune teller's eyes lit up, but he shook his head and said: "This young master, I feel that I am destined to fall in love with him, so there is no need for this fortune teller. Meeting each other is fate."
Fang Hao said simply: "That's good."
After saying that, he put it away confidently, took a sip of tea, and said to Zhao Moqing, "Let's go!"
The two girls stood up immediately, but at this time, the old fortune teller suddenly became anxious.
"Master, stay!"
Fang Hao just took two steps, turned back and said with a faint smile: "Is there anything else?"
The old man coughed, and then said sternly: "It is fate that I meet the three of you. I'm counting on the two young ladies, and I also want to do it for the young master."
Fang Hao chuckled and said: "Meeting each other is fate. Forget it, fate is over. Leave it to the time when we can renew our fate. Say goodbye!"
Immediately, Fang Hao led the two women out of the tea shop.
Zhao Moqing couldn't help shouting: "Brother Hao, why don't you count? That old man doesn't look like a charlatan."
Fang Hao smiled faintly and said: "He is more skilled than the charlatan, and he is a bit capable, but he is still a liar! He specializes in deceiving inexperienced girls like you."
"Liar?" Zhao Moqing and Sima Ling'er were stunned and couldn't help but turn around and look at the old man with white beard and hair.
But suddenly, the old man smiled and said: "Sir, are you leaving in such a hurry, are you afraid that I will reveal your secret?"
A slight smile appeared on Fang Hao's lips, and he said without looking back: "Tianji is no longer Tianji when you say it, just like you just told Dan Xiaoer's fortune."
As soon as these words came out, the old man behind him suddenly became full of emotion, but then he laughed loudly: "It seems that you are a sensible person, sir, so it will be easier for us to talk."
"Papa..."
When the old fortune teller spoke, he clapped his hands.
After a while, the surroundings were filled with powerful martial arts masters.
Zhao Moqing and Sima Ling'er looked at the scene around them in astonishment, feeling very confused.
Fang Hao glared at the two girls: "When you and the old guy were making ink just now, these guys came in ambush. If it weren't for me, you two would probably be eaten without any bones left."
Sima Ling'er was a little scared, but Zhao Moqing waved his hand: "Aren't they just a few gangsters? As soon as I take action, everyone will die. Brother Hao, I will do it this time!"
After saying that, Zhao Moqing took the lead and yelled at the gangsters: "You bad guys, if you don't want to die, get out of here, or I will make you look good!"
Originally, he still had some momentum, but looking at Zhao Moqing's lovely appearance, there was no lethality at all, and any momentum he had was lost by this girl's cuteness.
Fang Hao ignored Zhao Moqing and looked back at the old fortune teller: "Old man, do you want money or something?"
"Money is optional, but life is important." The fortune teller said with a smile on his face.
"Oh, it seems that it has been planned for a long time." Fang Hao said with a calm expression.
At this moment, the waiter in the shop was also standing next to the old fortune teller, with a solemn look on his face, completely different from the previous one.
Seeing this, Sima Ling'er and Zhao Moqing seemed to have understood that this was a trap set by the other party to delay time and arrange for people to surround them.
The old fortune teller smiled and said: "The Emperor of Qin came here and did not bring any soldiers. Is he looking for death?"
Fang Hao looked calm: "So, do you want to break the covenant?"
"Do you know who I am?" the old fortune teller frowned.
"Haha, you know that I am the Emperor of Qin, but you still dare to ambush me. I don't have much ability. Aren't you here to die?" Fang Hao chuckled.
The old fortune teller also laughed: "A quick victory, and no one will find out."
"With your level, are you sure you can win a quick battle?" Fang Hao raised his eyebrows, feeling a little strange.
The old fortune teller laughed and said: "It would be really difficult if you were alone, but now, don't you have two little sisters?"
Having said this, the old fortune teller's eyes flashed coldly: "What's more, the tea is delicious and has a long aftertaste."
"Oh? Poisoned?" Fang Hao looked calm.
However, the expressions of Zhao Moqing and Sima Ling'er changed slightly and they became nervous. Zhao Moqing even yelled: "You old man, why are you so insidious? Come here and I won't beat you to death!" (To be continued)