Chapter 1: Pull the Stand-in

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The Buddha said that there are six realms in this world: the path of heaven, the path of earth, the path of hell, the path of asura, the path of hungry ghosts, the path of animals, the six realms of reincarnation, karma...

Chapter 1: Pull the stand-in

"Everyone is in the book of life and death, there are comments on good and evil, Mo Dao doesn't open his eyes, everything is just not there, hey, this young lady, I see that your Yin Tang is black, and the six gods are unstable, I'm afraid that you have been plagued by adversity recently, why don't I show you palmistry, free..."A fortune teller squatting on the side of the rainbow bridge waved his hand and greeted the woman who walked in front of him, just from the back, he knew that she must be a very good woman, bee waist and long legs black stockings, denim hot pants, over-the-knee high boots, at least five hundred starting level in one night.

The fortune teller shrugged his shoulders a little disappointed, rubbed a pair of big hands like moving bricks, looked at the woman's round little ass twisted and twisted, and swallowed hard, until the woman went down the sidewalk and couldn't see, the old man turned his head unsatisfied, and looked at Du Kang, who had been lying on the railing of the bridge to watch the street scene.

Du Kang and the fortune teller glanced at each other and confirmed their eyes, but they were not the right person, Du Kang smiled and waved his hand, "Brother, I don't count my fortune." ”

"Young man, I see you've been here for a long time, what are you waiting for?" Maybe the fortune teller couldn't recruit business and was really bored, so he simply patted his ass and came to Du Kang's side to chat.

"I didn't wait for anyone, I drank high with a few buddies yesterday, I didn't just wake up, come up here to blow the wind," Du Kang felt a little cold inexplicably, rubbed his arms, turned around and leaned against the railing of the bridge, and looked up and down at the fortune teller next to him, a middle-aged man in his forties, very ordinary, so ordinary that he couldn't find the type immediately when thrown into the pile, his hair was messy and covered most of his face, he was dressed in a wrinkled and shabby robe stained with sand, his hands were very rough and big, if there was anything unusual about it, this person's skin was very white, white and blue, he was sweating profusely, and his clothes were wet and sticking to his body, just like he had just fished out of the water, "Dude, are you hot, why do you sweat so much?"

"I'm just like this, what's the matter, little brother?" The fortune teller took out a box of gold leaves from his jacket pocket, stuffed one in his mouth, and handed it to Du Kang, Du Kang looked at it, okay, this cigarette box is soaked with sweat, it is no exaggeration to say that this cigarette box can wring out water, and it smells musty, this cigarette can also be smoked? Du Kang hurriedly waved his hand to refuse, and said with a smile, "No need, I don't smoke or drink." ”

"Hehe, if you don't smoke or drink, then you will have a lot less fun in this life. The fortune teller held a wet cigarette in his mouth, held a lighter in his hand and clicked and pressed it for a long time without lighting it, and finally stopped smoking at all, stuffed the cigarette and lighter back into his pocket, and sighed, "Grandma, I still can't light it." ”

"Dude..." Du Kang originally looked at the fortune teller and threw his temper, but if he couldn't do it, he would calculate a hexagram by himself and praise him, but when he turned his head and looked at it, he found that the fortune teller was staring straight ahead, and looked at him with his gaze, it turned out to be a pair of young people who came over, a man and a woman, both of whom were in their early twenties, and looked like college students, the boy was holding a large handful of 100 yuan bills and a pair of incense candles, and the girl was trembling and carrying an enamel basin in her hand。

"Why, you know him... Du Kang pointed to the man and the woman and turned his head to ask the fortune teller next to him, but there was still a fortune teller around, but there was still a large water stain under his feet, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the man and the woman, and suddenly found that the fortune teller had reached the back of the boy and was winking at him.

"He... How did he get over?" Du Kang only felt a cool air rushing to the top of his head, instinctively took two steps back to the side, and watched the fortune teller suddenly grab the boy's hands from behind, and then pushed the girl to the ground, the banknotes and incense candles in his hands fell to the ground, and a gust of wind blew, and the hundred-yuan bills flew all over the sky.

The fortune teller ran over with the boy in his arms from behind, getting closer and closer, Du Kang saw more and more clearly, the fortune teller was drenched all over, and there was sweat all over his body, all of which were smelly river water mixed with mud and sand, from his eyes, nose, ears, When he reached the bridge, Du Kang suddenly saw that the fortune teller was lying on the boy's back, holding the boy's hands with a pair of arms, and then looked down, it was empty, there was no stomach and legs at all, only the bare ribs and a mass of entangled intestines and internal organs were wrapped around the boy's legs.

"Gurgle... The fortune teller's head was twisted directly to his back one hundred and eighty degrees, and he grinned strangely at Du Kang, who had been paralyzed on the ground by fright.

It's okay if he doesn't laugh, when he laughs, his whole mouth is split directly to the root of his ear, the white flesh is torn and turned out, black water is flowing out of his mouth, and the writhing sound of clicking bones makes the roots of his teeth sour.

Looking at such a terrifying and disgusting picture, Du Kang didn't know where the strength came from, Mom ran up and ran, and when he ran, he heard a popping sound from behind, and then there was a noisy noise, Du Kang turned his head and saw that there were a bunch of people around the bridge, all looking into the river, it turned out that the boy had jumped down, and without struggling twice in the water, he sank straight to the bottom of the river, leaving only a circle of ripples on the surface of the water!

"Water... "Du Kang has listened to his father scare himself with this kind of messy stories since he was a child, and he was quite scared when he was a child, but now he is a pleasure to listen to, but he never expected that he would really meet him today, and he actually chatted with the water ghost for a long time, "My good man!" Du Kang wiped the cold sweat on his face hard, only to feel that his legs were weak, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, snorting and panting, and felt that his heart was pounding and fluttering as if he was about to jump out of his mouth.

"Little brother, look at you like this, it's so hot, do you want me to help you cool down?" A sweet voice came from behind, and at the same time, a soft and cold little hand was on Du Kang's shoulder, and it slid all the way down the inside, pressing on the heart socket, and the sharp nails were gently scratching, Du Kang obviously felt that there were two soft and soft things behind his back.

"Go away, Lao Tzu has no money!" The frightened Du Kang didn't have the leisure to have an in-depth discussion of life with this young lady, and he was very impatient to reach out to pull the woman's hand out of his clothes, but as soon as his fingers touched the woman's skin, a chill that penetrated the bone marrow made Du Kang tremble all over his body, followed by a sharp pain that pierced his heart, and when he looked down, he saw that the white and tender finger had grabbed into his flesh, slowly turned, and pulled it out...

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