I can't get enough to feed you

Huang Gu's words turned into looking at Meng Xiaojiang and saying, Meng Xiaojiang was taken aback for a moment, and realized that the senior was talking about him, she was almost surprised, Su Daji laughed and said: "Meng Xiaojiang, your You're older than Xiaoxiao Huang, so it's reasonable for her to call you senior, so don't be surprised."

Although Meng Xiaojiang is old, her face is too tender, and she has never been called so by others. Moreover, she has slept for 1000 of the past 800 years, and her heart is still like a teenager.Meng Xiaojiang blushed suddenly in embarrassment, he waved his hands and hurriedly replied: "Don't call me senior, I can't afford it."

Huang Gu didn't refuse, picked up a set of dominoes again, flexibly shifted the dominoes back and forth between her fingers, Huang Gu stopped laughing, and said to Meng Xiaojiang again with a solemn face: "Meng Xiaojiang, are you sure?" Do you want me to do a fortune telling for you?"

Huang Xian suddenly changed color, and Meng Xiaojiang was startled, suspecting that fortune-telling was not a good thing, he hesitated to look at Ji Xuanyuan, Ji Xuanyuan also showed a pensive expression, Ji Xuanyuan looked at him sideways, thought for a while and said to Meng Xiaojiang : "The way of heaven and fortune, not knowing is the right way."

Meng Xiaojiang said "ah", he said to Ji Xuanyuan: "Then I don't count."

Ji Xuanyuan smiled again and shook his head: "It's not that scary, it's just a fortune-telling for ordinary people, if it's a life of wealth and stability, it's nothing, if it's a rough future, it's a bad luck, I'm afraid it will make people feel depressed, but it will make people depressed Strong, re-entangled."

Hearing this, Meng Xiaojiang felt that the words were very reasonable. If he figured out something bad, he really doubted whether he could laugh it off. It would really disturb people's will to keep this matter in his heart all the time. Not to mention disturbing people's will, it is not good to make people unhappy.

"Then I'll forget it...wait a minute." Meng Xiaojiang suddenly remembered something, he took a fancy to Huang Gu.

Huang Gu looked at him very friendly, Meng Xiaojiang hesitated and asked: "It can be anything, I don't count my life, can it be anything else?"

Huang Gu flipped the dominoes in her hand, and replied: "I count people, monsters, and all intelligent creatures, but I don't count things. In the general direction, the life of a creature can be counted as bad or good, and in the small direction, it can be counted as marriage and children. Even if you get promoted and get rich, you are still poor."

"You can also calculate whether your life started well or ended poorly." Huang Gu said here, her expression became more solemn, "You can even calculate when you will die, whether it is a premature death of a teenager, an illness of a young man, or a natural old age."

As soon as these words came out, Kong Lianfeng, who had been looking for Ou Shanren and Bai Zhu for a while without talking to Meng Xiaojiang, fell silent.

Meng Xiaojiang was sitting in the conference room with wide windows, the winter sun poured into the room, shining brightly and warmly, but Meng Xiaojiang couldn't help but feel chills when she heard Huang Gu's words that she was not dead. , probably since ancient times, for thousands of years, the word death has always been the most depressing word.

Silently, Ji Xuanyuan put one hand on Meng Xiaojiang's shoulder, and glanced sideways at the weasel spirit. Huang Gu immediately grinned, and a tail popped out from the chair without a sound, and a tail on a tail The hairs exploded.

Ji Xuanyuan patted Meng Xiaojiang's shoulder, and squeezed it twice affectionately. Meng Xiaojiang involuntarily leaned towards Ji Xuanyuan, and he began to hesitate again: "Well, let's not count this."

Su Daji interrupted: "Huang Xiaoniu is super accurate in fortune-telling, it's not easy to meet her once."

Meng Xiaojiang immediately hesitated again, he went to see Huang Gu again, thought for a while and asked again: "Aren't you only counting for predestined people, am I predestined person?"

Huang Gu replied: "As long as I can find the person in front of me who asks me for fortune-telling, it is a destined person."

Meng Xiaojiang... found the definition of this predestined person a bit casual.

Huang Gu said again: "I'll only do a fortune-telling for a person, senior, if you have a heart in your heart, you can count the marriage or fortune-telling."

When Meng Xiaojiang heard the word marriage, her heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously looked at Ji Xuanyuan. Ji Xuanyuan seemed to have eyes on the side of her face, and she also turned her head to look at him with a smile.

Ji Xuanyuan blinked, and eagerly suggested: "Why don't we count it as a marriage."

Su Daji sat on the chair, yawned lightly, and hinted vaguely: "Why don't you count the things you want to know the most, you can only count it once, don't waste it."

Meng Xiaojiang's heart has been moved, and he also thinks that the marriage is quite good, even if the result of the calculation is still a lonely family, it doesn't affect anything, anyway, he has already seen it, but what Su Daji said seems to be reasonable, life can only be counted. For once, it seemed better to count something more important.

Meng Xiaojiang was so entangled that she was dying, she didn't know what to count, marriage seemed like a trifle, this long life has no end in sight, it always takes one step at a time, Ji Xuanyuan looked at him with piercing eyes, pug In the same way, it's only a matter of marriage with a tail wagging.

Meng Xiaojiang thought about it, and he asked Huang Xian: "Can it be regarded as the fate of father and son?"

Huang Gu put down the domino, she carefully looked at Meng Xiaojiang's face, then stretched out her hand and said to Meng Xiaojiang: "Senior, hand me the palm up, I need to look at the palmistry again."

Meng Xiaojiang wondered if dominoes were not used for counting. This Huang Xian is still good at reading, so he also knows a little bit. He has some male and female looks, which is not a good look. It seems that a long time ago, a quack magician told his fortune. I can’t remember what it meant, those quack warlocks died a long time ago, I just remember that what I said to him was a fate, not a good fate, and then he said that buying their talisman can turn danger into good fortune , In short, it looks like a liar.

After all, the culprit of his hit has lived up to now, and those quack warlocks probably died without knowing how many times they have been reincarnated.

Meng Xiaojiang stretched out both hands, and Huang Gu touched his palms with both hands and was watching carefully. Her face was calm, without frowning or contemplation. She was so calm that people looked at him, and suddenly felt that this Huang Xian had gone through a lot of vicissitudes. Quite a few, the young woman in her thirties looked downcast on her face, as if she had lived for a long, long time in a calm and unwavering manner.

Meng Xiaojiang suddenly thought again, eh?Maybe his immortality is punishment. Think about it, is he happy with such a long life?

He didn't dare to die, but he didn't feel happy to be alive. In fact, such a long life has too much sadness. He recalled the past thousand years, happiness is always fleeting, and sadness is the end of this life with no end in sight. Eternal theme.

Huang Gu let go, and the weasel spirit's hand was dry and warm. As soon as he let go, Meng Xiaojiang also slowly retracted her hand. Huang Gu pondered for a moment, and said, "It's the road that goes up to the sky. , but being forced to be a bird in the same forest, this is asking for benevolence without mercy, and the fate of father and son is fierce. Senior, your father-son fate is really rare and bad, it is a severance of kinship..."

Huang Gu paused for a while, looked at Meng Xiaojiang, and said in a calm tone, "Father and son for the first time, cut bones and replaced flesh, severed kinship, and killed father with my own hands."

There was great silence in the conference room, and even Ji Xuanyuan went to see Meng Xiaojiang in surprise. Wang Chengcheng had been looking down at a file, and raised his head when he heard the words. Meng Xiaojiang.

Wang Chengcheng lowered his head again, the corners of his mouth curled up a little, it was terribly stiff, it looked like he hadn't laughed for many years, and this smile was quickly put away, Wang Chengcheng thought, interesting fate, killing his father with his own hands, this Meng Ruoshui seems is to die.

Meng Xiaojiang was even more stunned, he opened his eyes wide, a pair of eyes were always open, and the eyeballs were round and black, but now the sockets of his eyes were widened, and the eyeballs were also widened, as if a pair of eyeballs were about to close. It fell out of the eye socket.

Meng Xiaojiang was stunned, and muttered to himself: "Paricide? Patricide? Is this patricide?"

Huang Gu nodded: "That's exactly what I mean."