Douluo: I became the group's favorite by setting up a stall to tell fortunes? !

Chapter 13 This name is more auspicious for you
Fox Jiujiu walked up to him and showed some concern, "Xiao Guoguo, are you okay?"

Jiang Mo was like a drowned chicken at this moment, his hair was wet, and although he had washed it many times, it still smelled. He had a dark face and blamed Hu Jiujiu without saying anything: "Can you just say it clearly next time?"

Obviously, he was forced to believe the fortune that Hu Jiujiu had just told him.

Fox Jiujiu pouted, "You still blame me for this."

"What else?" Jiang Mo said confidently.

Fox Jiujiu was speechless and glanced at him, "You just don't listen to my advice. I told you it was dangerous, but you still didn't believe it and insisted on wandering around outside."

You clearly deserve it, yet you blame others.

Fox Jiujiu did not say the last word of blame. She felt that Jiang Mo had suffered enough, so she decided not to say that to him.

"..."

Jiang Mo was powerless to refute. Not only had Hu Jiujiu reminded him, but Qianjun had also reminded him that he had brought this upon himself.

Although he blamed Fox Jiujiu verbally, deep down he was more annoyed with himself for not believing what Fox Jiujiu said.

Qianjun knew that Jiangmo had no ill intentions, so he did not stop him. "It's getting late. Should we go back tonight or wait until tomorrow morning?"

"Of course we'll set off tomorrow morning!" Jiang Mo didn't hesitate at all. He just wanted to take a shower quickly, otherwise his hair would stink to death. "I don't know what this bird ate to grow up. Why does its shit stink so bad!"

"..."

In response, Qianjun remained silent.

But he had intended to stop for one night.

After all, it is impossible for Fox Jiujiu to keep up with their pace, and even if he flies with Fox Jiujiu, Fox Jiujiu may not be able to withstand their speed. Without being in a hurry, Qianjun still plans to take it slow.

Hu Jiujiu had no objection to their arrangement, as long as she didn't have to pay.

After making the decision, Qianjun led Jiangmo and Hu Jiujiu to the hotel. On the way, Jiangmo suddenly remembered that he didn't know Hu Jiujiu's name, so he asked, "What's your name, Shengun?"

Hu Jiujiu glanced at him and said, "Xiao Guoguo, my name is Hu Jiujiu."

Jiang Mo's eyebrows jumped: "What Xiao Guoguo, Jiujiu, since you know our names and our ages, you should call us grandpa. Xiao Guoguo is not a nice name, change it quickly!"

what?
grandfather?

Hu Jiujiu thought about it carefully. Even if the ages of all the people in the worship hall were added together, they would still not live as long as a fox in her previous life, right?

"No." Hu Jiujiu refused outright, but then she thought about it and realized that she was only twelve years old. After thinking it over, she added, "I think calling you Little Pot is more auspicious for you, so I call you that."

His identity as a charlatan is always shown off.

"..."

There is nothing to say about the demon-slaying.

Ever since what happened just now, he chose to firmly trust Hu Jiujiu.

A dignified Titled Douluo didn't even realize that a few birds were standing on his head and shitting on him. If this got out, wouldn't everyone laugh their heads off?

Moreover, let alone letting it get out, even if it was digested internally, the fifth brother would laugh at him for a long time.

Only then did Jiang Mo feel fortunate that the person going on the mission with him was his brother.

The Rose Hotel, the lobby, was a familiar place. Qianjun took Jiang Mo's feelings into consideration and chose this hotel nearby. He booked three consecutive rooms at the front desk and handed the room cards to Jiang Mo and Hu Jiujiu respectively.

Afterwards, he told Jiang Mo not to hang out at night and went into his room to rest.

Hu Jiujiu took the room card, looked at Jiang Mo deeply, and said lightly: "Xiao Guoguo, so you like to go out and fool around at night?"

Jiang Mo's face darkened, "That's not called fooling around, that's called taking a walk!"

Fox Jiujiu said in agreement, "What kind of walk is it to be outside in the middle of the night? Xiao Guoguo, you'd better not go out as much at night these days. Mercury is retrograde, and nothing will go well for you."

After saying that, she swiped the room card, entered the room, and closed the door with a bang.

"..."

Jiang Mo felt like he was being bullied, but he couldn't put it into words.

But he is more willing to listen to advice now. Since Hu Jiujiu said so, he will definitely not go out at night.

He went into his room, turned on the hot water, and took a hot bath.

I rubbed my hair with fragrant foam countless times before it completely covered up the smell of bird shit.

*
In the next room,
Hu Jiujiu sat at the desk. She opened the window, held her chin with both hands, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the coolness brought by the night breeze.

In just a few hours, her brain capacity absorbed a large amount of information.

Now she had to calm down and sort out the information carefully to see if there was any important information she had missed.

Taking out paper and pen from the drawer under the desk, Hu Jiujiu wrote down the information she thought was more important.

For example, the identity of Qianjun Jiangmo, the great angel god, and other people in the worship hall.

Jiang Mo's past and future are not as complicated as Tang San's. There is even a long blank period in between, which means he has been practicing in the worship hall and has never taken a single step out.

Therefore, Fox Jiujiu can see relatively more of the future.

Before, when she was pulled into the divine mind space, she didn't care what would happen in Jiang Mo's future. Now, when she calmed down and recalled carefully, she found that Jiang Mo actually met a man named Tang San eight years later, and was defeated and seriously injured.

Hu Jiujiu couldn't help but frown when he recalled this.

She wrote Tang San's name on the paper, feeling somewhat unbelievable.

Is this Tang San the Tang San she knows?
Since she was pulled into the spiritual space halfway, Hu Jiujiu could not clearly see the details of what would happen in the future. Almost all she could see were fragments of fuzzy memories. No matter how hard she tried to recall, she could not match the Tang San in the future of "The Demon King" with the Tang San she knew now.

Hu Jiujiu was very curious about what was going on with Tang San.

As a fellow time traveler, could it be that he is the lucky son of this world?

Hu Jiujiu's eyes fell on the papers on the desk. She supported her head with one hand and tapped the desk lightly with the fingers of the other hand, thinking, "The fate of the son of luck is always strange. I can't see too much. Combined with the power shrouded in Tang San, maybe... it's really..."

Fox Jiujiu muttered, "If Tang San is the son of destiny, then the Tang San that appeared in the flashing picture in the future should be the Tang San I know now."

"But, that person doesn't look like Tang San either."

"I've only heard that girls change a lot when they grow up, can boys also change a lot when they grow up?"

(End of this chapter)