Chapter 1525: Gift umbrella

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect the old man to calculate so accurately, this Huang Mao was indeed a fugitive! Some people watching the excitement next to them quickly took out their phones and prepared to shoot Douyin.
The title is finished. The girl came to Beijing to play and came across a fugitive who forced herself three years ago! The fortune-teller has come to terms! "I'm coming together!"
Huang Mao finally recovered, and hurriedly ran away.
This is so terribly mildew, this old man is like a crow's mouth, is it really accurate?
"Don't run!"
At this time, the two policemen rushed up quickly, threw him to the ground and put on handcuffs.
Until he got into the police car, Huang Mao still had a dazed expression on his face, and immediately looked at the old fortune-teller.
Seeing that the old man was also looking at him, he felt a kind of horror.
Are you a human?
Is this really a human?
If he knew that this old man had a good plan, he should listen to him. As long as he ran away, he would be fine! As long as the girl can't identify him, he can still get away with it.
But now... the old man is right, at least fifteen years! "Old god, you're too accurate in your calculations. Give me a divination!"
"While going, I'll come first, Master, I'll give you two hundred dollars, and you can calculate it for me. When will my daughter get out of the order!"
"Old god, you can count on me, my daughter-in-law is thirty-six today, and she won't lay eggs!"
Everyone rushed towards the old man one after another, all treating him as a god, and wanted him to help with fortune-telling.
Only Jiang Beichen stood silently in the audience unmoved.
But the old man looked at him at the moment.
Faintly said: "The old fortune-telling depends on fate. Today, you have no fate with the old. Only this little brother, I can count for him without taking a cent!"
brush! As soon as these words fell, everyone looked at Jiang Beichen.
They all looked envious.
I don’t know if this kid was blessed in his previous life, and he could actually get married with the old god, and he would give him fortune-telling for free! Jiang Beichen frowned, but thought this old man was a bit interesting.
At this moment, the old man had dismissed everyone and walked towards him on foot.
"Young man, I am going to close the stall, why don't we talk while walking?"
The old man looked at him with a smile, and then motioned for Jiang Beichen to help pack things up.
Jiang Beichen shrugged, bent down, and helped the old man pick up things. After everything was cleaned up, the two of them walked outside the Vermilion Bird with their things.
When he came under the city wall, the old man raised his head and looked at the western sky. The burning clouds were very beautiful, and the glow of the sun shone through, making people feel very warm.
"The sunset is infinitely good, but it's near dusk!"
The old man couldn't help but said with emotion.
Jiang Beichen also nodded: "Good things are always short-lived!"
"That's right, I was born as a human, shaped like an ant, for a hundred years in the world, but what is in my control of the bullet commander?"
The old man sighed again.
"The old man is pessimistic!"
Jiang Beichen said indifferently: "Although life is short and the human body is small, the heart is higher than the sky. As long as the ambition is high, even if there is only one day and only one year, it will also correspond to the Tao in the dark. !"
The old man's eyes lit up, he looked at him for a moment, and said indifferently: "As expected, he is a man of emperor's fate, with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers in his chest, and the aspirations of the sun, moon and stars in his eyes!"
Jiang Beichen froze for a moment, and said with a smile: "The old man said and laughed, what is the emperor's fate of me!"
"Can you tell a fortune?"
"will not!"
"Then how do you know it's not?"
The old man asked quickly.
Jiang Beichen was stunned for a while, couldn't help but laugh, the old man's words were full of wits, leaving him speechless.
"It is going to rain!"
The old man looked at the horizon and suddenly sighed.
Jiang Beichen was stunned and looked towards the sky. There was no cloud at this time, and this season, where is the cloud and rain in the north.
"There is a saying that the morning glow does not go out, the sunset glows for thousands of miles, and now the sunset is just right, the old gentleman is not going to laugh!"
Jiang Beichen shook his head and said.
"Hey, there are unforeseen circumstances and people will have good fortune, but don't be so arbitrary!"
The old man took a deep look at him and said, "Just like you, although the world is invincible and the emperor's posture, but you don't know that Huluopingyang is bullied by dogs, even if it is an aircraft carrier, it may overturn the ship in the gutter!"
"After all, what you can see is the world, what can't be broken is the human heart!"
The old man said lightly.
Jiang Beichen was taken aback for a moment, frowned and said, "So, are you giving me a fortune?
Is it possible that I have a disaster of blood and light? "
Although the old man's meaning was vague, he understood it.
But the old man hurriedly waved his hand: "I give fortune-telling to others, and I never make it difficult for others!"
"There is a way for blessings and misfortunes, blessings for misfortunes, everything in this world is always dependent on blessings and misfortunes, there is no absolute good or bad!"
"People with deep roots, even if they are at risk, will turn to bad luck. People who are not worthy of virtue will not escape bad luck even if they are sitting at home!"
"As the saying goes, there is no way for good or bad, but people call themselves. This is a clear truth, and those who cycle and go back and forth! Hahahaha!"
The old man couldn't help laughing.
Jiang Beichen frowned, thinking about the old man's words. This old man was different from ordinary fortune tellers, and his words were extremely thought-provoking.
"The juniors have been taught!"
Jiang Beichen arched his hands respectfully for the last time.
In this world, there are not many people who can convince him, but the old man in front of him makes him feel that way.
The old man hurriedly waved his hand: "I've only lived longer, and I'm used to seeing things in the world. There is nothing to teach you!"
"But if we meet today, we are destined. It's better to give you a message from the old!"
The old man's face suddenly became solemn, staring at Jiang Beichen's eyes, carefully studying.
Jiang Beichen nodded quickly: "I wish to hear the details!"
The old man flicked his sleeves and took out a copper coin from nowhere, flipped his palm, raised his head, and said faintly: "Or leap in the deep, no blame!"
"Qian Gua, fourth line, ninety four?"
Jiang Beichen couldn't help frowning.
He is also familiar with the gossip of the Book of Changes, and when the other party says this, he immediately knows which hexagram is.
"Dare to ask the old man, what's the answer?"
Jiang Beichen asked quickly again.
The old man twisted his beard and said lightly: "There is nothing to solve, or leap in the abyss, you can advance or retreat, as long as the little brother judges the situation and takes advantage of the situation, it is good!"
"But the old man still has a sentence, so I can tell you!"
"As the saying goes, water overflows when water is full, and monthly surplus is short.
The ancients were the most jealous. When anything reached its peak, it heralded the beginning of weakness.
This is not superstition, this is the rule of the sky, and no one can change it! "
"Now your status, status and strength have reached the peak of the world, if you continue to stand on this highly anticipated platform, you will definitely become the target of public criticism!"
"And when the storm really comes, you may be able to withstand it, but you have to know that there are still thousands of sentient beings around you, and you have to take care of them!"
"You are a person with great ambitions, and you should know the truth about not using Qianlong if you are ready to go!"
Finally, the old man said with a serious face: "After all, the Ninth-Five Lord is not so good to be, or when jumping in the abyss, it is not impossible to take a step back, and sometimes take a step back to broaden the sky!"
Jiang Beichen was stunned when he heard the last sentence.
This old man knows him too well. He acts by Jiang Beichen and has always been his own way without any restraint. Along the way, he has never flinched from facing the rich family or the golden family.
What did he imply when he said such a thing?
Boom! A frightening thunder suddenly exploded above his head, Jiang Beichen looked startled, and quickly looked towards the sky.
At this moment, the sky did not know when, a cloud of clouds gathered, the patter of rain fell down, wet his hair, and there was a faint coldness in the air.
The old man suddenly put a umbrella into his arms.
"Little brother, it's raining, it's time to go!"
"This umbrella is for you to protect you from wind and rain!"
"Hahahaha!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
The old man carried things and walked into the rush of people in three or two steps.
Jiang Beichen hurriedly shouted toward his back: "Old sir, can I see you again?"
The old man waved his hand, his figure completely disappeared in the rain and fog.
Jiang Beichen stood in place, looking at the umbrella in his hand, and couldn't help being startled.
"Military Gate!"
At this time, Zhao Qun, who bought the sugar man, came back with a folding umbrella in his hand. Seeing the umbrella in Jiang Beichen's hand, he couldn't help but feel shocked.
"Junmen, I didn't expect you to buy an umbrella?
Then use yours, right?
I feel a little bit small! "
Zhao Qun quickly reached out to take the umbrella in his hand.
Jiang Beichen quickly grabbed his wrist.
"Military door, you?"
"This umbrella, use it the day after tomorrow!"
Jiang Beichen's eyes flickered and said lightly.
acquired?
Zhao Qun had a confused expression on his face. Could it be that it will rain here when the day after tomorrow’s competition?
When did the military gate become a weather forecast?
Jiang Beichen looked back, looking at the bronze statue of Vermilion Bird standing above the city gate, his eyes secretly secretive.
"Go back!"
Jiang Beichen retracted his gaze and strode into the wind and rain.
Zhao Qun quickly opened the folding umbrella and followed.