It is difficult for such a person to have a job, but in order to live, he has to impose a profession on himself - mage. Just like 800 years ago, she said, it is okay to look at people's palms, drive away disasters, and even point out the maze. As long as you don't deliberately change your fate, you won't be guilty of divulging the secret of heaven. It can not only calm the mood of others, but also earn enough life capital for yourself, benefiting yourself and others, why not?

As for Cui Houqing, he already believed in the supernatural things in this world, otherwise how could he explain it. Although he does not have the ability to predict everything, he still has the ability to look at the future and talk about life. What's more, I have been engaged in this profession for 800 years, and I am used to seeing the rights and wrongs of life.

With the development of society and the faster pace of life, people have psychological pressure, and they will always find some charlatans to talk about life and predict the good and bad, and they will not care about the cost. So there is an endless stream of people who come to him, and they are generous. As for the people who are "in the plan", from the elderly to the children, there are even newborn dolls who are named after them.

On the 4th floor of Jingtai Apartment, 404, Cui Houqing came downstairs, looked up, and the black light was blinding, and only one room was lit, which was the room 405 next door. It is said that the house was not clean, and the landlord's sister was ghosted, yelling and unkempt all day long, and some people even saw her with two shadows following her. The news spread ten, ten, hundreds, and finally the entire building moved out, leaving only two families, 404 and 405.

Cui Houqing raised his wrist and looked at his watch: 12:30. At this time, it was supposed to be the time to go to bed with the lights out, but 405 was still lit, which made Hou Qing feel a little strange.

didn't have time to think about it, Cui Houqing walked into the corridor, pressed the elevator to the 4th floor, the light tube on the 4th floor seemed to be broken, and there was a slight electric current sound in a flash, which felt very weird. Cui Houqing didn't take these to heart, and walked directly to the door of his house, where there was an LED light sign with the words "Linglingtang" written on it. Just as Cui Houqing pressed the password of the room, the sound of footsteps going upstairs sounded in the corridor, Cui Houqing turned his head with some curiosity, only to see the emergency passage door open, a figure flashed, and a fashionably dressed girl flashed out. The girl was holding a bottle of liquor in her right hand, staggering, and her steps were vain, apparently drunk. Her face was covered by her long shawl hair, covering most of her face, like a female ghost crawling out of a horror movie. The girl held her hand to the door of the passage, and suddenly noticed a figure in the passage in front of her, and immediately stopped.

Today's young people are really perverted, Cui Houqing shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then pressed the password. As soon as he pressed the first number, suddenly the girl yelled at him crookedly. Cui Houqing put down his right hand that pressed the password and turned to look at the girl.

"Crooked, what are you doing, what are you doing with my code lock?" The girl was obviously very angry, and suddenly took two steps forward, her steps were vain, and she fell in front of Cui Houqing's feet, and the wine bottle was dripping and rolling far away. Cui Houqing remained silent and deliberately did not go to help. The drunk woman seemed to have fallen in pain, lay on the ground and screamed "ah, ah" for a while, and then climbed up along Cui Houqing's trousers. From beginning to end, Cui Houqing stood there motionless, and generally watched the girl make a fool of herself if she had nothing to do with herself. The drunken woman got up and shouted screaming while wantonly tearing Cui Houqing's black trench coat: "Ah, when you see no one at home, can you press the password of other people's houses at will? Are you a thief? Cut, I have seen a lot of people like you......" Cui Houqing wanted to speak and stopped, looking at her eyes from indifference to disdain, and a little pity. Cui Houqing just didn't hear her drunken words, just looked at her coldly.

The drunken woman pushed him, and Cui Houqing dodged away and gave her the combination lock. The drunk woman bent over and began to enter the password with her right hand. "2,8,3,2" the drunk woman read as she pressed the password.

"Wrong password" machine prompt.

"Hey, that's the password. The drunken drunken woman felt strange, and had no idea that she had gone to the wrong door. He lowered his head and pressed hard, but his long hair hung down from behind his ears, blocking his vision. Her hair was so long that she covered her face, and she was dressed in white, like a female ghost.

"2,3,8,2" she pressed the password again, but it was still wrong, and the door button was locked again, and she was so angry that she turned around.

The drunken woman typed it again, but it still showed an input error. At this time, the drunken woman began to get angry, took her handbag and began to smash the lock. After smashing it a few times, he suddenly seemed to think of something, turned around and pushed Cui Houqing: "Crooked, did you change the password? Are you still a child? What kind of pranks do you make me pay attention to you? Do you like me?"

Cui Houqing looked at her sideways through the video, and the drunk woman was a little cute and funny. Cui Houqing still didn't speak, gently pushed away the drunk girl, came to the door and entered the password "Dididi", and the door lock was opened. At this time, she closed her eyes, slowly raised her hand to the door, and shouted like a magician: "Sesame, open the door!"

"Sesame, open the door. As soon as the words fell, there was a "click", and the door opened halfway.

"Ha, it's really open. "The drunken woman is happy.

"Of course I did, I did. Cui Houqing, who was wearing a black cloak and black trousers, stood at the door with a warm smile in his eyes.

"Why are you in my house?" asked the drunken woman, her face flushed, her skin blowing, her eyes drunk and a layer of mist.

"This is my house!" Cui Houqing was angry and funny.

"Less wordy!" The drunken woman couldn't open her eyes and wanted to find a place to sleep, so she turned around and went into the house.

"Where are you going" Cui Houqing was anxious.

The drunken woman lay on the sofa in the living room, and her clothes were thrown to the ground. Cui Houqing couldn't, squatted down to clean up for her, and suddenly saw the drunk girl turn around in her dream, revealing half of her fragrant shoulders and sexy collarbones, she couldn't help but blush, "Don't look at indecent things", and hurriedly picked up a silk shawl to cover her.

Cui Houqing opened the door and said, "Look, this is my home." The drunken woman muttered, "Thank you!" and then walked in, Cui Houqing wanted to stop but it was too late, so she had to watch her fall down on the sofa.

"Crooked, it's late at night, it's time for you to go home!" Cui Houqing kept shaking the drunk girl on the sofa. "What go home? Haven't I already gone home? Let me sleep!" the drunken woman threw out her left heel as soon as she lifted her foot, followed by another.

"You have to tell me where you live, right?" Cui Houqing looked at the mess and said helplessly. At this time, the drunken woman turned her head, and her hair slid to the sides, leaking out her delicate facial features. Cui Houqing looked at it, like a deer hitting his heart, and suddenly remembered the scene eight hundred years ago, that scene was so like.