Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

The result was…

Every stall she visited sold out immediately, and the vendors packed up and ran.

Those whose businesses weren't patronized by her were even more enthusiastic, excitedly surrounding her and recommending their food and trinkets.

"Girl! Girl, try my osmanthus cake, it's delicious."

"My candied hawthorns are also delicious, with a great texture!!"

"Me, me, me!"

"You'd look absolutely beautiful wearing this hairpin, it suits your temperament!"

"What's yours? Wear mine, wear mine!!"

Caught in the middle, Zhuang Xiaomeng felt a little panicked, releasing her immortal energy to instantly push everyone back about ten feet.

Hiding in an alley, Zhuang Xiaomeng's chest heaved violently as she gently patted herself, as if saying, 'Don't be afraid, don't be afraid'.

Calming down, Zhuang Xiaomeng seemed to realize that her previous behavior was a bit inappropriate.

Although she had hardly ever left the Immortal Severing Hall, she had heard Xiao Chen talk about many things concerning ordinary people and the marketplace.

Her behavior of paying with immortal crystals for a few snacks seemed a bit inappropriate.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Xiaomeng took out a mask and casually put it on.

Zhuang Xiaomeng's features slightly twisted and changed, and when she looked up again, her face had lost some of its childishness and naivety.

The outline of her eyes became narrower, her nose bridge became straighter, and her chin became sharper.

Her whole appearance and temperament now had a sense of aloofness and harshness.

Zhuang Xiaomeng took out a bronze mirror and was very satisfied with her current appearance.

"Oh, I wonder if Brother Chen likes this type. I'll test him next time we meet. I can be anything~"

Putting on a black robe to conceal her figure, Zhuang Xiaomeng then walked out of the alley.

However, as soon as she walked out of the alley, she stumbled into a handsome man with delicate features.

Zhuang Xiaomeng's forehead hit the other person's chin, and the impact almost made Zhuang Xiaomeng cry.

Staggering back two steps, she sat down on a pile of sacks by the wall, covering her forehead, her beautiful eyes filled with watery mist as she suddenly looked up.

She saw a tall, slender youth with delicate and handsome features standing in front of her apologetically.

The youth's eyes were deep, his black hair was casually tied behind his head, and a few strands of hair hung down on his forehead. His green shirt was washed until it was faded.

Although his appearance could be considered outstanding, the fact that his belt was tied in a dead knot in the front made him look somewhat comical.

His left hand held a flag with the words 'Divine Calculation, No Charge If Inaccurate' written on it, making him look more like a swindler.

There was also a parrot on his shoulder, blue and white, tilting its head and staring at Zhuang Xiaomeng!

Zhuang Xiaomeng said unhappily.

"What are you looking at! Don't you know to help me up!"

"Oh, oh…"

The youth looked flustered and bent down to reach out and help Zhuang Xiaomeng.

But who knew that as he bent over, the wooden pole of the flag in his hand would smack Zhuang Xiaomeng on the forehead again!

Zhuang Xiaomeng took a step sideways and jumped back several feet, staring wide-eyed at the youth in disbelief.

"Do we have a feud? Are you trying to kill me?"

"Apologize to me!!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng was a little angry, she felt that the guy in front of her was doing it on purpose!!

Han Jiuyan stood up somewhat awkwardly, holding the flag steady.

His voice was low and slightly magnetic, but it made Zhuang Xiaomeng's anger flare up.

"I don't…"

Zhuang Xiaomeng rolled up her sleeves and said angrily.

"Alright, alright, you won't apologize, will you?!"

Clang!!!

The sword was drawn, and Han Jiuyan was so frightened that he staggered backward and fell on the sack that Zhuang Xiaomeng had been sitting on, repeatedly saying.

"No… no no!"

Just then, a slightly sharp voice rang out.

"I'm… I'm sorry."

"Um, that's what he wanted to say."

Zhuang Xiaomeng was slightly stunned, her beautiful eyes brightly looking at the little parrot speaking on Han Jiuyan's shoulder.

The parrot glanced at Han Jiuyan, moved a few steps outward, rolled its eyes, and its expression couldn't have been more disgusted.

Han Jiuyan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes… yes yes… I'm sorry!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng was speechless when she heard the direction he was speaking from.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the flag in his hand again, reached out and tugged at it, pointing to the flag and saying.

"How can you tell fortunes for people when you stutter like this?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Although Han Jiuyan was also a cultivating immortal in her perception.

But his realm was only a pitiful sixth level of the Mysterious Immortal Realm.

Han Jiuyan lowered his head upon hearing this, propped himself up and stood up, his face somewhat embarrassed and unable to speak.

The parrot on his shoulder showed a look of hopelessness with a very subtle expression.

It flapped its wings and looked at Zhuang Xiaomeng.

"Otherwise… why do you think this bastard would look for me?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng was amused by the parrot and burst into laughter, reaching out her jade hand to gently stroke the little parrot's head and cheeks.

It felt so good…

After laughing for a while, Zhuang Xiaomeng raised her chin slightly and looked at the youth and asked.

"What's your name?"

"For the sake of your little parrot, I'll forgive you."

"But… you have to tell my fortune."

Han Jiuyan bowed quickly.

"Han… Han Jiuyan."

"Girl… what… what do you want to ask?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng put her hands behind her back, pursed her lips, pondered for a moment, and lightly parted her pearly teeth.

"I've come to Glazed Earth this time to find someone named Xiao Chen. Can you tell me if I can find him?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng stared at Han Jiuyan with her beautiful eyes, biting her lip with an expression of anticipation.

Han Jiuyan took out three bronze dice upon hearing this, twirled the dice with his slender fingers and casually tossed them into the air.

Zhuang Xiaomeng was slightly stunned. She had never seen anyone use dice to tell fortunes…

The key was that these three bronze dice looked very simple, each one containing an extremely mysterious aura.

The three dice collided and rotated wildly, and after two breaths, they landed in front of Han Jiuyan and slowly stopped.

Han Jiuyan pinched his right hand, then looked up at Zhuang Xiaomeng very seriously and opened his mouth.

"South… South South…"

Zhuang Xiaomeng frowned upon hearing this, and muttered in a low voice.

"Difficult, difficult, difficult… alas, it seems that this trip will not be smooth."

Then she casually asked.

"Where should I go after I leave here?"

Han Jiuyan's face was flushed red, and he opened his mouth hesitantly.

"Right… Right Right…"

After getting the answer, Zhuang Xiaomeng no longer hesitated, turned around with a bright smile and walked towards the right, waving her hand behind her back to Han Jiuyan and smiling.

"Haha, my name is Zhuang Xiaomeng, nice to meet you, goodbye if fate allows."

When Zhuang Xiaomeng said this sentence, she actually had a heroic spirit of venturing into the world.

That kind of unrestrained energy…

But she didn't see Han Jiuyan shaking his arms, his face flushed red and uncomfortable, his cheeks trembling as he pointed in the direction Zhuang Xiaomeng was going.

"Right!!!! Right!!!!"

Suddenly!!

Zhuang Xiaomeng, who had reached the end of the long street, suddenly covered her neck, her whole body softened, and she was instantly abducted by two black-clothed figures!!

The black robe fluttered, and the person was bald.

"Right… the right eye jumps for disaster!!"

After saying that, Han Jiuyan had a look of hopelessness on his face.

The parrot on his shoulder was even more speechless…

"Couldn't you just say it all at once?"