I'm a fortune teller
The online article pit filling festival is coming, and the exclusive extra-serial explosion is more, and the big guy charters the venue to watch it for free. On the bank of the river,
I don't know when there will be another fortune-telling stall.
There are long strips on the left and right sides of the stalls.
On the left is written: The iron mouth is straight off, a hexagram of gold.
On the right side is written: If you don't allow it, you won't be refunded.
Jing Chen: You think I can tell fortunes, but in fact, I can predict the future.
PS: This book is stitched strangely, including Cthulhu, the end of the world, and a series of elements that the author feels can be stuffed into.