I drew a different spell on the other paper figure, left it on the table, and then put the ancient book and pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in order. This pair of paper figures is a mother and child symbol, like the poles of a magnet, the previous one followed the trail to find people and things, once found, this one in the hand will be sensitive.

Today's work is finally done, and I can finally relax my nerves when I wake up. I couldn't help but think of Guan Linlin, a person who was willing to pay me for a friend I didn't know, and I wondered if she would still be calm and useless if she told her about Cao Ke's death.

But none of this has anything to do with me. I am not a person who can help the world at the same time, and I can also be good alone. I used to think that I could change the fate of others and reach out to catch the child who fell from the building, but in fact, I couldn't even control my own life, let alone interfere with the life and death of who and whom. It's already so difficult to cross by myself, how can I have the energy to cross people.

I looked at the alarm clock next to the couch, it was not yet three o'clock in the morning, it was still early before dawn, I should hurry up and make some money. I pulled my laptop out of my canvas bag and waited for it to boot up. I remember that when I first entered this plane, I was amazed by the changes in my body, and at the same time I was distressed by my own poverty. At that time, I could only find some night odd jobs that didn't look at my ID, such as night salespeople at convenience stores, or unnoticed property courier sorting. Now that I think about it, I have tasted the world's sufferings in this world.

After going on like this for a while, I saved enough money to ask my colleague to buy a second-hand mobile phone from the electronics market, and the old antique computer in front of me that I don't know how many parts had been replaced. But because of this computer, I was able to get rid of my heavy physical strength and upgrade to a mental work ghost. With this notebook of typing and three blunt strokes, I successfully developed an online fortune-telling career in the forum, without showing my face and at no cost, and by the way, I carried forward the family business. After all, I'm also a bit basic, the basic discipline of face and palmistry is not a problem, and after successfully pointing out a few skeptical netizens, I am also a well-known fortune teller in the forum.

The computer finally turned on.,I logged in to the forum account.,Look at the main post There are still a lot of people leaving messages on the water post.,Most of them ask if this fortune teller is a man or a woman.,Is it allowed?,Is there a trust or something.。 There are also some comments that have come to me for the feedback of fortune-telling netizens, the latest of which was put on top by the moderator, roughly saying that she has a stubborn illness all year round, I instructed her not to go out three days before and after the Midyear Festival, and it was indeed cured after doing so.

In fact, I have thought about whether to make an eye-catching post, with a name such as "Sexy Heavenly Master Online Fortune Telling" and "Beautiful Heavenly Master Online Demon Elimination", showing his face from time to time, half-truths and half-truths to support himself. After thinking about it, forget it, the Heavenly Master is an industry in a gray area, between people and ghosts, life and death, don't make fun of it.

I clicked on the private messages I received and looked through everyone's messages one by one. Today, I picked two destined people to see their faces, and we must have a good grasp of the way to leak the secret of heaven. I randomly picked a night owl netizen who wanted to see his face online, and asked him to send me a high-definition photo without a filter after he transferred money to me, requiring that the face and head should not be covered in any way.

After a while, a picture came to me. This netizen is a man in his thirties, with a prominent forehead, sunken temples, and a mole on his face that is very conspicuous. His eyebrows are obviously bent downward, showing a downward trend, indicating that he basically has no say in the family, and he should be a person who is afraid of his wife. Although the mole on the face has protrusions, the color is mixed and not rounded, and its nature is evil, and it happens to be between the nasolabial folds, which are mainly legs and feet, indicating that his feet are prone to injury, and even have the risk of surgery. If there is a blue breath on the bridge of the nose, it means that you are prone to migraines due to recent fatigue and need to rest. Fortunately, the mouth is upright, the pavilion is full, and the wealth is prosperous in his later years.

I sent him the points I had scored, pointed out a few points he had to pay attention to, and ignored his request to change his life. Basically, people will come to me every day to change their lives, even at the expense of a lot of money, in fact, there is a fixed number in the dark, change the life transfer to rely on borrowing life or file to achieve, in short, to borrow the fortune of future generations to make everything go well, borrow the fortune of children and grandchildren to make themselves soar. What's more, changing one's life against the sky is a forbidden technique of the Heavenly Master, how could I consume myself for no reason.

After seeing another one, I rested completely, I rubbed my numb legs, and my stomach was a little nauseous, and I felt dizzy. Suddenly, a private message popped up, it was a real-time request to see a face, and the user name was Lin. I asked him to pay the fee first, but he didn't respond, as if he had suddenly disappeared.

I sent him a question mark.

After a while, he sent me a photograph that I clicked on and saw that the whole picture was in the foreground of an antique desk with the green smoke of the incense burner on the table, but nothing else.

"Do you want me to see the lifespan of your table, or the quality of the incense burner?" I replied to him angrily, presumably it should be a prank by a bored netizen. He didn't reply to me.

I clicked on the photo again and looked at it, and to be honest, after looking at it for a long time, I always felt that there should be something in the photo, it was too empty, and it was so clean that it felt weak. There should be a person sitting behind the desk.

I didn't see anything else, so I exited the photo and clicked on his white profile picture, and found that there was no trace of his homepage. Inexplicable person, I scolded him in my heart, and then browsed a few skincare posts with great interest, but after that photo, I always felt palpitations, and I was not in the mood to stay in the forum.

After the summer solstice, I have been in possession for longer and longer, and the emptiness in my heart has been getting longer. It was nearly half-past four, and the sky outside the window had just scratched a bright color, and it was obscured by the fog. At this moment, most of the creatures in this world are sleeping in the most fragrant dreams, leaving hundreds of ghosts in the world to walk at night, each doing its own thing in the world.

I put on my nightcap, curled up under the covers, opened a copy of "The Picture of Dorian Gray," and enjoyed the few nights left.