Chapter Twenty-Nine: Death Hangs by a Thread

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"Xiao Tong," the farmer who sold steamed buns said through the door of the dark room, "Xiao Liu hangs up, Wu Zhizhi went there to see, and the building was empty." ā€

The old man was sleeping, the saliva at the corner of his mouth was long, and he looked like a pig, not like the shrewd look just now, but after the farmer called Xiao Tong, he immediately woke up, his eyelids jumped up like a spring, and then his eyes gradually returned to the essence, it seemed that his eyes were opened first, and his consciousness was sober last!

The old man reached out and grabbed a black robe from under the table, put it on his body, and shrouded his whole body in darkness. With a wave of his hand, he extinguished the candle, walked to the cyan stone wall, raised his hand and pressed it on the head of a bronze beast in the upper right, and the stone door slowly turned open.

The old man stepped out of the dark room and commanded in a low voice: "Send a signal, 'Cut the grass and eradicate the roots!'"

The problem on the back of the farmer's ear has been cured at some point, and he nodded and said, "Yes!"

Ten seconds later, a streamer of light rushed into the sky behind the bun shop, and the shrill chirp made countless small town citizens tremble.

Out of the bun shop, the sun was about to set, Wang Ziteng walked to a big market, and heard someone showing off: "Come and see, the 'Sanshengyuan' well, you can see the past and present lives, you can see the lover in your dreams, you can see countless gold and silver, you can see beautiful women like clouds......" Wang Ziteng was aroused by him, walked into the well, and was about to look down, the person who advertised hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him: "Ten cents once." ā€

Wang Ziteng was surprised: "Isn't it just to see, so expensive?"

The man smiled and said, "What everyone sees in their eyes are flowers in the water, the moon in the mirror, color, emptiness, fame, emptiness, profit, emptiness." Wang Ziteng sneered: "Since this is the case, the profit is empty, what do you want money for?"

The man was not angry, but smiled and said, "'Okay, well, but I am persistent, but the world is stupid, if I don't take money, to let them steal the heavens, and there are many people who see it, won't I spoil this well, then it will be my sin.'" ā€

Wang Ziteng took out five cents and gave it to him, and said, "I'm underage, take half of it!"

The man had a bitter face, and he couldn't say anything, so he let him pass, and then turned around and instructed him: "What you see in the well is your future destiny, but this destiny can be changed, but you should not deliberately change it." Also, if your fate is too complicated, or if your future deeds are too big, and this well is of a lower grade, it will not be able to see your fate, or it will give you false information and use some illusions to confuse you. You just don't believe it. ā€

"Okay. Wang Ziteng was bent on seeing what was strange about this well, and he listened to what the man said. I couldn't wait to walk to the well, grabbed the edge of the well with two small hands, and slowly stretched my head towards the well.

His heart was filled with curiosity: "What will I see?"

The fact happened in the next second, are you ready? Wang Ziteng looked at it for ten seconds, his eyes were extremely sore, and he saw the blue waves rippling in the well, and the aquatic plants at the bottom of the well were clearly visible, but there was no image at all.

Wang Ziteng felt strange, so he pinched his nose, patted his face, and shouted to the well: "Look at me!"

The well was very deep, and there were many small holes in the wall, so the echo of the circle came to the face: "Look at me, look at me..."

The prince Teng's three corpses jumped violently, and he couldn't help but scold: "Damn, what kind of ghost well?"

The echo is still the same: "Damn! Damn... I..."Wang Ziteng heard the door and said: "Why don't you have the last few words?

Looking at it again, in addition to water, it was still water, so I had to scold again: "Damn, what kind of ghost well?"

The echo is also: "I rely on ...... What fools?"

"Huh?" Wang Ziteng was sure that he had heard correctly, and thought to himself, "Maybe we have to communicate with it first." He said, "Hey, how are you?"

A few seconds later, the echo came in waves: "If you have a bad stomach, use Starshu quickly." ā€

Wang Ziteng was finally knocked down by thunder.

Turning his head to scold the profiteer, where can he still be seen? But this well is indeed interesting, Wang Ziteng smiled, his mouth moved, and a mouthful of thick phlegm crossed like a meteor, and fell straight to the bottom of the well.

The well finally moved, and the calm water spun rapidly, as if stirred by a large, invisible hand, faster and faster, faster and faster, until an inverted hollow cone formed in the center.

The thick yellow phlegm did not touch the well water, and sped into the cone that had been carefully prepared for it.

The big invisible hand that stirred suddenly changed the direction of the agitation, and there was a sound of water "snorting", and the vacancy in the center was filled again with well water.

Wang Ziteng was dumbfounded, his eyes widened, and at this time, a small yellow worm flew up from the well water and flew into Wang Ziteng's mouth accurately. Its momentum continued unabated, and it grunted into Wang Ziteng's esophagus again, wet, slippery, greasy, a bit like thick phlegm!

Wang Ziteng was grief-stricken and indignant, his eyes were full of murder, and he had an urge and desire to jump into the well.

Kamii saw that he was almost done, and the turbulent well water returned to calm from left to right, as smooth as a mirror as if it had been rolled out by a rolling pin.

The mirror slowly showed two people, a man and a woman.

The man is very similar to Wang Lifa, but he is more handsome than Wang Lifa, and the woman is very beautiful, even if she is angry, she can't hide her beauty. She was clearly angry now, scolding the man incessantly. The man was also scolding her, as if he was scolding her, and Wang Ziteng was not sure.

In the end, the woman was so angry that she cut off the man's mouth, hid her face and fled out of the door.

The man entered the room and looked at a boy counting his fingers in the cradle, tears streaming down his face.

Wang Ziteng's breathing became very short, his eyes were red, and he scolded loudly: "Let your mother's fart, will my mother be so greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Being scolded by him, the well water shook slightly, but slowly became calm again, and did not get angry, but the picture became lighter and fainter, gradually disappeared, and when it disappeared completely, when Wang Ziteng concentrated on staring at the water, a small yellow worm flew up and entered his mouth.

Then, a voice came from the countless small holes: "I don't have time to show you more, your death has come, if you don't run for your life, how long will you stay?"

The turquoise water of the well swayed brightly, revealing a picture: on a sandy and gravel ground, three black-clad masked men worked together to chase and kill a child, one of whom released a cold arrow, and the child's body shook for a moment, but the cold arrow missed and flew into the grass. The other two pounced, and as soon as they fired a dart and let out a drop of blood, the dart hit a yellow object and disappeared. And the drops of blood dripped and covered the child's head, and as soon as the man in black pulled the chain, the child's head was cut off, and a stream of bloody arrows spurted out of his neck, and he fell to the ground and died.

The killer took out the human head from the blood droplet, and it was actually very intact, and the beautiful and delicate facial features were like someone lying on the edge of the well.

At first, Wang Ziteng wanted to watch a play, which was interesting, but later found out that the dead person was himself, and he was so surprised that he couldn't speak, and it took a long time before he said, "What should I do?"

The echo seemed to be a soul-inducing death: "If you don't want to die, why don't you go quickly?"

The prince hurriedly stood up, anxious, unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, so he chose a random direction and ran away.

"That's not right!" After running for half a mile, Wang Ziteng's little head came up with some doorway, "If it can predict the future, it means that I will die in the wilderness, but if I am mixed with people, won't this thing happen?"

Just as he was about to go back, a sharp voice sounded from behind: "There, catch up!"

Wang Ziteng looked back and saw that there were three men in black with masked faces, in the afterglow of the sunset, like three unreal shadows, Wang Ziteng's heart suddenly cooled half, and he thought to himself: "This time it's really over." ā€

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