The system is invincible, but this kitten is very depressed

"I only calculate three hexagrams a day. My little friend, what do you want to calculate?"

Bai Yu glanced at Zhang Shan, who was still in trance, and said, "Old sir, just forget it."

The old man glanced at the civet cat on the other person's shoulder and said: "Three cents and one hexagram."

The old man picked up the tortoise shell on the table, put three copper coins into it and started to perform hexagrams. He closed his eyes and shook the tortoise shell while chanting obscure incantations.

After a few breaths, the old man opened his eyes, poured three copper coins on the table, glanced at the hexagram, and seemed dissatisfied. The old man put the copper coins into the tortoise shell and continued to play the hexagram. After counting several times, the old man put down the tortoise shell and said.

"It is difficult to know how easy it is to go against the will of heaven. It is doomed to be lonely because of its twin fates, but there are variables in its life. The destiny is so hazy that even a poor person can't figure it out. Since I have accepted your copper coins, my little friend can do another fortune telling!"

Bai Yu lowered his eyes, remained silent for a few breaths and said, "Old sir, let's consider this a disaster in the world."

"My little friend, why don't you tell yourself a fortune?"

"I don't need it."

The old man picked up the tortoise shell for divination again, looked at the three copper coins, and said: "There are certain catastrophes in the world, but there are also variables. It depends on you, me, and it!"

The old man laughed and said, "Pindao has finished calculating today's divination. Little friends, go forward. The person you are looking for is in front of you."

After the old man finished speaking, he suddenly paused and turned to look at the civet cat. He saw that the civet cat's pupils slowly turned into slits, and then the pupils became larger. The civet cat looked over with a cold look.

"Master, have you finished your fortune telling?"

The old man stroked his beard and nodded: "Yes."

Zhang Shan jumped on the table, flicked his tail twice, "Master, can you tell me a fortune?"

The old man looked at the civet cat with eyes full of expectation, as if he would just stay here without doing any fortune-telling for it, and said with a smile: "Kitten, what do you want to tell me?"

"I want to count my fortune."

The old man laughed and said directly, "Your fortune is booming!"

"It's my destiny!"

"But he has no wealth."

"Feudal superstition is unacceptable!"

Zhang Shan jumped onto Bai Yu's shoulders and said, "Let's go and ignore this magic stick!"

The old man was not annoyed when the civet cat said this. He laughed a few times, and his figure and fortune-telling stand gradually faded into nothingness.

Zhang Shan asked: "What did you forget?"

"The calamity of the Yuan Qing Dynasty, the hexagram is auspicious."

"That's natural. It's nothing if this cat takes action!"

"anything else?"

"Gone."

Zhang Shan looked sideways at Bai Yu, with disbelief written all over her face. Remembering that the fortune tellers in TV dramas were not good fortune tellers, she seriously doubted what the old man said. Zhang Shan scratched her head and said.

"There is such a thing as fate, whether you believe it or not, there is nothing. It is divided into three parts by nature and seven parts by man. I never believe in this."

Bai Yu raised the corner of his mouth and turned his head to look at the civet cat, "I don't believe it."

Zhang Shan patted him twice. This man was dishonest.

Bai Yu grabbed the civet cat's paw and held it in his arms, refusing to let go no matter how hard it struggled.

Zhang Shan wanted to jump down but was restrained. He was so convinced! She is a master, doesn't she want to lose face? How can I hug someone casually?

"If you don't let go, I'll bite you!" Zhang Shan raised his head and bared his teeth at him.

The white jade eyes were soft and firm, looking at the civet cat and saying: "Don't let go."

Zhang Shan had a stubborn temper. When he was provoked, he immediately turned around and bit his arm with his mouth open. He showed no mercy. His canine teeth dug deeply into his skin. After a moment, Zhang Shan came to his senses and relaxed his mouth. Blood flowed from all four teeth. It flowed out of the hole and soon stained the sleeves red.

Zhang Shan stared blankly at the four teeth and said softly: "I'm baring my teeth and you don't let go even if I want to attack. Isn't it wrong?"

"I am fine."

Bai Yu took out a piece of cloth, held it with one hand and wrapped it directly around his arm. He simply bandaged it and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

His behavior made it difficult for Zhang Shan to have another attack, leaving him to comb his hair and look ahead expressionlessly.

A familiar figure flashed through his eyes. Zhang Shan focused his eyes on the figure. Old man Zhang turned his head and glanced at it before continuing to walk forward. Bai Yu kept up with him.

In a small courtyard, Zhang Shan looked at five people in front of him. Those sharp, experienced eyes scanned her body as if they wanted to see through her soul, making her very uncomfortable.

Bai Yu calmly saluted the bosses, then sat on the only empty seat at the long table and placed the civet cat on the table.

Zhang Shan sat up straight as a group of old men, old ladies, and middle-aged people looked at him. After all, he was also the future richest man in the Yuan Qing Dynasty. He had never seen any big storms, just a few old guys!

As the only non-human person here, Zhang Shan had to say a few words, so she stood up, coughed and said.

"Dear Taoist friends and seniors, I am honored to attend this grand and grand gathering of middle-aged and elderly people. My cat's name is Zhang Qianhua, and I come from Zhang's house in Alley 4, next to the Chenghuang Temple in the south of Fuzhou City."

"This cat has a calm and introverted character. His hobby is counting money and his wish is to spend money rather than play. He is currently a boss with more than three years of work experience. He has opened Ruyi branches all over the country. Everyone is welcome to join me. I will definitely give you something. Break the bones."

"This is Bai Yu, the disciple opposite. As newcomers to the organization, we have many things we don't understand. Please take care of me! I have finished my speech. Thank you everyone for listening!"

After Zhang Shan finished speaking, he looked calm and sat down upright.

The scene was quiet for a while. Old man Zhang glanced at the people present and said.

"Let me introduce you two. The people next to me are the formation master Feng Daoyou, and Hu Xiaoyou. Qing Xiaoyou is also the formation master, Talisman master Lin Xiaoyou, and alchemy master Zhao Xiaoyou. I, Wang Daoyou, Chu Xiaoyou, Xiao Xiao, and Jiang Xiaoyou are all It’s the sword cultivator, the other two sword cultivators and the two formation mages didn’t come.”

"There is also a fortune teller named Chen Taoyou, whom you have met."

One person and one cat stood up and saluted. Zhang Shan looked over one by one. One old lady was an alchemist, the other was an formation mage, two middle-aged sword cultivators, and a young talisman master.

"Cat, tell me about your situation."

"Yes."

Zhang Shan stood up again, "This cat was threatened by him a few months ago. He asked me to have a fight in three years. If we can't win, he will destroy this world!" Zhang Shan raised his paw to wipe the false tears. , choked with sobs.

"This cat is too weak to respond, but now that I have established a foundation, how can I beat him in three years? I thought about giving up and letting him destroy me when I was tired! Fortunately, I met the organization! When I met you, I am willing to I am so touched to be with this cat."

"What did you say?" said an old man.

"Three years?" an old lady was surprised.

"Yes, three years."

The rest of the people looked solemn.