Brother Xie, he is too popular. What should I do?

In the crowd, there was a desolate swordsman who looked very excited. He was standing in front of a stall and having a "friendly" conversation with the stall owner.

The table in the stall was slapped by his hands, making a "bang bang" sound, and the bottles, jars and a pot of peach blossoms on it began to vibrate.

Xuanzhen's eyes swept over the words written on the hexagram flag.

Oh, it turns out he is a monk who came to predict marriage and romantic luck.

Xuanzhen was not interested and planned to take a detour, but there were too many people here.

He thought for a moment and stood there waiting for the crowd to pass. The hustle and bustle over there naturally attracted his attention.

"Guest, please calm down!"

The stall owner was very calm, and it was obvious that this was not the first time he had met such a person.

"How do you expect me to stay calm? All the peach blossoms on the peach tree in the basin on your desk have fallen off!"

"Can this be a good omen?"

The sword cultivator was extremely sad and angry, and he slammed the table again, making a loud "bang bang" sound.

Looking at the guest in front of me who was slamming the table excitedly.

"Ahem, this is it..."

Master Yu looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. He opened his mouth but finally closed it.

Because what the guest named Qian said is correct.

Most of the customers who come to him to test their love luck have one or two peach blossoms, but it is really rare to find someone like this who has no peach blossoms at all.

There was a fairy named Su who had the same hexagram as before.

It's strange, he has basically never encountered such a hexagram before.

Today, the two guests I met were like this.

Master Yu was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Do I have to say, hahaha, your luck in love is really bad!

Forget it, he still wants to live a few more years.

He calmly wiped the sweat off his face while thinking about how to deal with the situation.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something to say and said:

"My dear guest, romantic luck... romantic luck and marriage are different. You may not have good romantic luck, but perhaps you have a good marriage."

The guest named Qian, also known as Qian Buchou, was convinced by his words.

His expression changed, and he became softer, not looking so ferocious anymore.

"Are you serious? I'm not well educated, so don't lie to me!"

"Then Master, can you calculate it again?"

Qian Buchou seemed to have just realized his own rudeness, and the momentum that was about to overturn the stall was already suppressed.

He sat back down, well-behaved, showing no sign of the look on his face as he slammed the table and threatened the stall owner.

The other monks who watched this scene said: ...

This change of attitude happened too quickly.

Master Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he looked quite mysterious, but he was actually secretly groaning.

I am most afraid of this kind of guests. You said that you have cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, so why don’t you do something else?

Do you really need a Taoist companion?

Although Master Yu was good at fortune-telling about marriage, he really didn't understand the feelings of these infatuated men and women.

"Of course it's true. If you have someone you like, the result of this divination will be even more accurate."

Qian Buchou's eyes lit up: "Are you serious?"

Master Yu took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his face.

"Absolutely true. Do you have the other person's birth date?"

"no!"

"Then...what about names and other information?"

"nor!"

This time, not only Master Yu Gua was speechless, but all the monks watching around were speechless.

You don't have anything here, why are you here for testing?

I thought you really had a potential partner, but this sounds like a secret crush!

"But I have her photo stone image!"

Qian Buchou took something out of his arms and carefully showed it to Master Yu.

"Is this ok?"