C570 Verdant wood longevity formula

The fortune-teller was not an ordinary blind old man, but a hunchbacked blind old lady. Hearing Song Zixuan's words, she nodded and took out a pen and paper.

"Please write a word."

"Can you see it?" Song Zixuan was surprised, didn't they have to use their eyes to see the words?

"Aunt, you can write as much as you want." The old granny said.

Song Zixuan did not ask anymore, grabbing the pen