The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

"This luck has been stolen? What will happen?" Saito and since meeting Yan Tao, he has become interested in Feng Shui and other things, and even found some books to read.

But I haven't seen anything written about luck or anything in the book.

Yan Tao held up his cheek with one hand, with the tea cup dangling in his hand. His expression was casual and nonchalant, "People have good or bad luck. People with good luck will have a smooth and worry-free life. And those with bad luck will have a smooth and worry-free life." Otherwise, you will have a rough life and even die young."

Speaking of which, Yan Tao was also a little surprised. Generally speaking, if the ghost digs for three to five days, the person will die in an accident.

Not only did Li Hongliang not die, but his official fortune was only slightly affected. This was no longer pure luck.

"Mr. Li, can you tell me your birthday and horoscope?"

Li Hongliang saw Yan Tao's methods and already regarded her as a god-like existence.

This young man not only looks noble, but also has miraculous methods.

Li Hongliang was still a little frightened. He tore up a piece of paper, wrote down his birth date and handed it over, "Master Yan, can you take a look?"

Yan Tao took the paper and pondered for a moment, "Go get six bamboo chopsticks."

Master Yan tells fortunes, but he doesn't tell fortunes.

Liuren Shipan's divination was too laborious, and she was too lazy to do it.

In fact, if you master Kung Fu, you can use any arithmetic to predict fortune. This is why King Wen of Zhou Dynasty also used dry grass on the roadside to predict good and bad luck.

"Master, do you want to invite the Chopstick Immortal?"

There are many folk legends.

There is a chopstick fairy for chopsticks, a dish fairy for dishes, and a pen fairy for pens.

Li Hongliang was a little confused. He didn't have bamboo chopsticks here, so he called his assistant to buy them and send them over.

"Throw it away."

Li Hongliang put the six bamboo chopsticks on the table and intertwined them horizontally and vertically. There was no sign of anything happening.

The use of bamboo chopsticks to create hexagrams has its origin. Originally, fifty hexagrams should be used to calculate the hexagrams, which would be more accurate.

However, whether it is accurate or not depends on the individual's cultivation level.

Young Master Yan looked at the bamboo chopsticks on the table, and quickly tapped the knuckles of his other four fingers with his right thumb.

When the young man was telling fortunes, his handsome and demonic face seemed to be covered with a layer of smoke, and his expression was unpredictable, making people look at him.

No matter how you look at it, he looks like a magic stick.

Li Hongliang looked at Yan Tao silently, then turned to look at Saito Kazuo.

Li Hongliang: Is this young man really reliable?

Saito Kazu: Absolutely.

Li Hongliang: Okay, I barely believe you.

"Mr. Li, did your wife come to Qingyang City with you?"

After Yan Tao finished calculating, he raised his eyes, smiled, and asked him.

Li Hongliang was stunned for a moment, "I'm staying in a hotel too."

But there was a question in his mind. He asked his wife what she was doing for no reason.

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a cold voice, "How about asking Madam to join us for lunch?"

"Can."

Li Hongliang frowned. He couldn't see the emotions hidden under Yan Taoyun's calmness, so he couldn't help but ask, "Master, how is my official calculation? And the luck of ghosts..."

Yan Tao: "Ghosts don't contaminate people for nothing. The ghosts in your body are of human origin."

She had already calculated Li Hongliang's horoscope just now.

Li Hongliang came from an ordinary background, but he worked hard enough to rise to the position of deputy chief, and he can be regarded as a young talent.

However, his fortune in his horoscope is so great that he is worthy of the position of minister, not just a deputy minister now.

His luck was stolen by others.

Far more than once.

After listening to Yan Tao's words, Li Hongliang's expression changed many times. He was shrewd enough to be able to sit in this position, and he could associate a lot with just a little thing.