Chapter 739: Telling Her Fortune 2

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The old gentleman shook his head, and then he let out a long sigh.

He seemed to be regretting something.

"You take the money. I can't count the birthday you announced." He said.

Ye Hao frowned, eyes full of doubts.

"Why?" he asked puzzledly. Are there any horoscopes that cannot be calculated?

The old gentleman shook his head again, then sighed again and said, "Dead people have unpredictable horoscopes."

The old gentleman said eight words concisely and concisely, which is also a sentence that fortune tellers often answer when they encounter the horoscope of a person who is reported dead.

Ye Hao froze, as if someone had suddenly poured a basin of cold water on his whole body. The coldness spread from the bottom of his heart to every part of his body.

He squeezed his hand hard, feeling as if his fingers had no strength.

"Old sir..." Ye Hao looked at the old man in front of him again, with only the last trace of expectation in his eyes.

He couldn't find a better way. He really didn't want to believe that she was gone and left this world forever.

"Can you do the calculation again? Or are you familiar with other fortune-telling methods." Ye Hao asked urgently.

He just wanted someone to tell him that his ex-wife might still be alive, that's all.

But both the police and the detective he hired told him that she was gone.

The old gentleman hesitated for a moment, and his furrowed brows showed that he seemed to be troubled, but after thinking about it for a minute, he nodded again.

Then he took out some small buttons, a dozen or so, from his chest pocket. He placed the buttons on the table one by one, and then rubbed them open like playing mahjong. After rubbing for a while, he suddenly picked up one of the buttons and kept touching both sides of the button.

There were some strange lines on it, which didn't look like words, and Ye Hao couldn't understand what they were.

Then, the old gentleman touched three more of them. After touching them, he put the buttons away.

"How about it?"

Ye Hao asked impatiently without waiting for the fortune teller to speak.

The old gentleman's expression was still solemn this time, but this time he spoke. He frowned and said:

"This woman was born in the year of Yihai, at the time of Ding and You on the Xinsi day of the Bingxu month. Among the five elements, fire and metal competed, and there was a lack of wood and water. Xin metal was strong and strong on You, and Ding fire was seen as a positive ghost; Ding fire on You was long-lived, and if it broke, it would not be a blessing. , the native will have a difficult life, his parents will die early, and his siblings will die early.”

Ye Hao listened to the fortune teller's strange words. Most of them he couldn't understand, but he could understand the last sentence: it meant that Yan Yan's life was not good and her parents died early. This was accurate. As for the younger siblings Yan Yan had a sister, Schumann, who died young. However, Schumann was only lost when she was a child and did not die young. She is now living well.

It seems that the old gentleman's calculation was not very accurate.

"You continue..." Ye Hao said, not saying that there was a miscalculation in telling the old gentleman.

The old gentleman nodded and continued:

"A woman born in the hour of Xinsi and Dingyou has seven fatal fortunes. It also falls in the month of Hai, and her life is unpredictable. If she is born in the north, she will encounter ghost fire, and if she is born in the south, she will encounter ghost water. If she encounters the Wu month, she will suffer from illness due to partial officials. The Lord appears but his life is short.”

"What?"

When he heard this sentence, Ye Hao couldn't sit still. He bit his lip and his face suddenly turned pale. He didn't hear what it meant, but the phrase "short life" made him extremely nervous, and a layer of cold sweat quickly broke out on his forehead.

The old gentleman frowned at this moment, as if he didn't like being interrupted when he was speaking.