Super Ability Student

Lin Tian nodded. Six thousand six hundred and sixty-six yuan is only a small amount of money for him, but for these villagers, it is enough to spend a whole year. It is not a small sum.

"Made, what's wrong with no money? You're looking for death!"

When the villager had just left for less than five minutes, a discordant voice came from the thatched hut. Then, two strong men with broken mirrors standing at the door immediately rushed in.

"Spare, spare."

A strong man with a broken mirror brought out the villager just now and fell to the ground severely.

At this time, a fat man rushed out. This person was Zhou Yi, who gave him the nickname Bai Xiaosheng.

Zhou Yi pinched his waist, like a shrew, pointed at the villagers on the ground and cursed fiercely, "He made, he dare to come fortune-telling if he has no money, is this the charity hall, I fortune-telling, I have no money. , Who will count it for you."

The villagers hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed their heads begging for mercy, "Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou, I was wrong, I knew it was wrong, and the volcano was about to erupt. When our family ran away, we lost my little granddaughter. Please, please. Please give me some calculations, I must be grateful to you for your great grace for ten lifetimes."

After the villagers finished speaking, they quickly took out a large amount of money from their arms, there were more than a dozen 100 dollars, and the rest was 50 yuan, even a dime or two.

He pleaded, "Uncle Zhou, please, I am not giving you money, this is not as much as 6,666 yuan, let me add it here, there is 2,324 yuan , You take it first, and later, I have collected enough money, and it will be given to you, please, save my granddaughter, save her, she is only four years old!"

The villagers cried and said, knocking their foreheads to the ground.

Even Lin Tian was moved. He just wanted to make a move and wanted to help the villagers.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Zhou Yi shouted, "He is blasphemy, come and kill him."

"No."

Lin Tian yelled from the side, but after all, a step too late, a powerful man with a broken mirror took a knife and dropped the villager's head.

His head directly lifted into the sky, his eyes widened, unwilling, more fearful.

If you don't agree, you will kill someone. Who is not afraid? Another villager who was going to fortune telling was scared to death. He dared to do anything, and ran away and disappeared in a flash.

"Mad, really bad luck, I met a poor ghost again and picked up his stinky money, you two will clean this place again." Zhou Yi ordered.

The two broken mirrors quickly prepared to clean, but at this time, Lin Tian stood up.

"I want to fortune."

Lin Tian yelled, but there was a hint of murder in his tone. Zhou Yi was so rash to kill people for a few thousand dollars. This kind of people, to survive in the world, is an insult to the entire earth, if he didn't want to get Guanjiacun When he fell, Lin Tian killed him with a knife.

Zhou Yi looked at Lin Tian and shouted, "Boy, are you here for the fortune-telling?"

"Yes." Lin Tian replied.

Zhou Yi pointed to the corpse on the ground and threatened, "Boy, did you see it? I just killed this person. The reason for killing him is very simple. He didn't have enough money. My Zhou Yi fortune telling is to communicate with the gods in the sky. I want The money is also honored to the gods in the sky, six thousand six hundred and six hundred and sixty-six yuan, not a single point. If you have no money, hurry up and get out. Lao Tzu is tired of killing people."

Zhou Yi saw that Lin Tian did not respond, and he asked with disdain, "Hey, kid, what about you, you are deaf, do you understand what I just said to you? Wow, ask me for fortune-telling, six thousand six hundred and sixty. Six yuan, no one can be less, are you rich?"

"No, not a single point." Lin Tian said angrily.

As soon as Lin Tian finished speaking, Zhou Yi and his two strong men with broken mirrors looked at Lin Tian together, a strong man with broken mirrors had already drawn their swords.

Zhou Yi roared, "Damn, bastard, what I just said to you just now is for nothing, don't you, dare to come fortune-telling if you don't have money, Mad, cut him."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head angrily, and two strong men with broken mirrors roared at Lin Tian.

Afterwards, two screams came, Zhou Yi shivered with fright, turned his head in disbelief, and saw a scene that made his heart tremble.

Lin Tian's two fists were pressed fiercely against the throats of the two strong mirrors, and the two strong mirrors bleed from their mouths, their eyes widened, and they fell slowly.

died!

Lin Tian slowly turned his head, staring at Zhou Yi, and said, "This is my money. I will pay the bill with two lives, okay?"

Zhou Yi was stunned. He stared into Lin Tian's eyes as if he saw Shura in hell.

Where is he paying the bill, he is obviously a threat!

Zhou Yi hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed his head begging for mercy, "Uncle, uncle, I was wrong, I don't need you for a penny, I will count one for you, no, I will count one hundred for you, as long as you can spare me , I can count your life as a hexagram for you."

Count for a lifetime?

Humph!

It is impossible for Lin Tian to let this kind of person stay by his side for a lifetime. When Lin Tian knows what he wants to know, he will immediately kill Zhou Yi.

He shouted, "Get up."

Zhou Yi didn't dare to disobey Lin Tian, ​​and immediately jumped up, but he was still begging for mercy and did not dare to look up at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian asked, "Give me a divination. After that, I can spare your life and tell me where Guanjiacun is now."

Zhou Yi moved his five fingers, looked at the sky again, holding his hands together, and then opened his eyes as if, "Thirty miles to the northeast."

"Nonsense." Lin Tian shouted, "I just came back from that direction and didn't see Guanjiacun. You dare to lie to me."

Lin Tian clenched his fists and wanted to kill him.

He was deceiving Zhouyi for fear of lying and letting himself go.

Zhou Yi shivered with fright, he knelt down on his knees, and quickly kowtowed his head to beg for mercy, "Uncle forgive me, forgive me.

Looking at Zhou Yi's appearance, he shouldn't lie. If that's the case, Lin Tian is relieved.

He asked Zhou Yi to stand up and ask him, "You usually fortune for others, have you fortuned for yourself?"

"Forget it." Zhou Yi replied.

"You haven't counted your life span, whether it was peaceful when you died."

Hearing Lin Tian's words, Zhou Yi had a bad feeling. He moved back a little, and then said, "I have counted my life expectancy. I died at the age of ninety-six, and I was euthanized without any regrets."

Lin Tian smiled, "It seems that you can't count it right?"

"What?" Zhou Yi exclaimed. In the next moment, a flying knife had been shot into his throat.

Zhou Yi fell down!

The fortune-teller can count thousands of them, but he can never count himself.

The healer does not heal himself, he is not regarded as himself!

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