The warlock was puzzled, and looked at the man carefully for a long time to make sure that he was not mistaken, whether the man was a rich man in terms of face or temperament, how could he be a firewood collector in the market? Then he stepped forward and asked, "Who is your honor?" ”

The man replied very strangely, I am a woodcutter, and I am about to go up the mountain to collect firewood, who are you, and why are you blocking my way?"

"The warlock is even more puzzled, he is suspicious of his physiognomy that he has carefully studied for decades, no matter how he calculates the fate of the woodcutter, it is the fate of the rich and noble, and even he asked the woodcutter's birth date, and used the fortune-telling method to deduce for him, and the result is still the same conclusion, the woodcutter is the prince and general!"

"But the woodcutter in front of him is obviously a woodcutter, can it be said that his physiognomy and deduction methods are all wrong? The warlock was puzzled. ”

He Zitian's story completely attracted Shi De, Shi De's eyes widened, curiosity and excitement filled his heart, he looked directly at He Zitian, and couldn't wait to ask: "He Ye, what's going on?" ”

"yes, what the hell is going on?" He Zitian deliberately sold a pass, "Let's not talk about the answer first, I'll tell another story." The hero of the story is again this warlock. He once passed by a family, and it was getting late, so he went to spend the night. The host, an old man and a young man, an orphan and a widow, was so enthusiastic that she not only agreed to the sorcerer's stay, but also prepared a meal for him. During the meal, the warlock observed that the widow's face was sad and depressed, and he asked the widow if she had any worries. ”

Shi De's eyes widened, thinking that no matter whether He Zitian was a liar or not, whether what he said was true or not, at least his story was fascinating, and he thought, it doesn't hurt to listen to it, so he should be insightful.

When the widow saw the warlock asking, she suddenly burst into tears for a long time, and then said that she had lost her father in her early years, and her husband in middle age, and now she only had a son under her knees. My son is seventeen years old this year, and according to Xiangshi, he will not live next year......"

When the warlock heard this, he was shocked, and hurriedly turned on the light to look at the widow's son carefully, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, as the previous Xiangshi said, the widow's son had a lonely and cold face, his eyes were slanted, and his eyebrows were broken, which was the appearance of early death. Although the warlock was unbearable, his fate was determined by heaven, and he could not force it, so he had to tell the widow the truth. ”

When the widowed mother heard this, she was even more sorrowful, and she hugged her son and cried. The warlock had no choice but to say a few words of comfort. But in the face of life and death, empty words are useless. At night, the warlock slept in the house of the orphan and widow, and slept with the widow's son. Sleeping until midnight, the warlock still couldn't bear the widow's lonely life, so he got up and looked at the orphan carefully, but from the face, no matter how he looked at it, there was no turnaround, and he couldn't help sighing, sighing that the number of fate is indeed the will of heaven, and mortals can only go with the sky, not disobey. ”

Just as he was about to turn off the lights and fall asleep, the warlock suddenly found that the orphan was not breathing, and couldn't help but be shocked, although the orphan died early, but at least he had more than a year to live, why did he die now? Shocked, the warlock took a closer look, only to realize that it was a false alarm, it turned out that when the orphan was sleeping, his breathing was extremely light, and it was long and long between exhalation and inhalation, almost inaudible, and he really thought that he had lost his breath without careful observation. ”

Knowing this, the warlock was greatly relaxed, and suddenly he thought of something again, and was overjoyed, and exclaimed in his heart that the orphan had been saved. As soon as the morning dawned, he couldn't wait to tell his widowed mother, saying that although the orphan died early, he was born with a blessed and long turtle breath method, and he could prolong his life. As long as you know how to breathe turtles, you can live to be one hundred and twenty years old, but because the orphan died early, which canceled out the blessing, the compromise should have a lifespan of seventy years. ”

When the orphan and widow heard this, they were overjoyed and thanked the warlock. The warlock refused to accept it, saying that it was not his credit, and that it would be good if he had the art to change his life, but unfortunately he didn't, and the reason why the orphans lived a long life was his own blessing. The warlock recalled the woodcutter's matter, and finally realized that he understood the helplessness of obeying the destiny of heaven, and that the art of face-to-face and fortune-telling was only a superficial technique after all. can only be left to the will, if you can further understand the heavenly machine, conform to the heavenly machine, and change the number of fate, it is the ultimate in face and fortune telling. ”

After the warlock returned, he devoted himself to research, and gathered many years of experience in face-to-face and fortune-telling into a book, hoping to study the method of changing his life. As a result, the warlock did not study the method of changing his life until he died, and in the end, he still died of festering all over his body because of too many leaks of heavenly secrets. And his life's research was lost because of this, and he regretted it for the rest of his life. ”

"Ahh Hearing this, Shi Decai, who had been immersed in the story, suddenly woke up and asked, "If you leak the secret of heaven, will you really be punished by heaven?" ”

"Of course." He Zitian glanced at Shi De, with a very dissatisfied expression, "You really love peanuts when I eat?" I had no way to have to eat. ”

Speaking of which, it is really impossible to go around to ten peanuts that can offset a sentence of heaven...... Shi De waved his hand: "Yes, He Ye, put away your peanuts and rice theory, I won't believe it if you kill me." ”

Suddenly remembering something again, Shi De asked again: "By the way, you haven't said what the hell is going on with that woodcutter......

"Want to know about Lu Dao?"

"I want to know the way!"

"Follow me." He Zitian stood up, got up and walked out, "I'll tell you when I get to the place." ”

Shi De now understands what it means to be led by the nose, and even he, a person who wants to die, temporarily put away the idea of death, and followed behind He Zitian without saying a word, just to know an answer. In fact, it was not that he was interested in how the warlock saw the answer to the woodcutter's fate, but that everything He Zitian said aroused the fire in Shi De's heart.

…… The flame of survival.

Shi De did not have a terminal illness and wanted to commit suicide, but was desperate, under the triple blow of career, love and family affection, he was so desperate that he almost collapsed before he wanted to die. But now there is a dawn in front of him, if he really said that there is a way to change his life in the world, or that he can firmly control his fate in his own hands, who will die?

Who doesn't want to succeed in their hands? Who doesn't want to be famous all over the world? Who doesn't want to be famous?

Regardless of whether what He Zitian said is true or not, anyway, at least judging from the current situation, He Zitian has no intention of deceiving him, and besides, who can deceive him from him? Shi De simply became a dead horse and became a live horse doctor, and walked with He Zitian.

When he walked out of the door with a bowl of incense, Biyou sent it out of the door.

The moment his gaze fell on Bi You's face, Shi was stunned.

In the four years that he went to college in Xiajiang, Shi De has not seen beautiful women, in all fairness, his first girlfriend Huang Susu is a big beauty, as beautiful as the morning glow. It's just that Shi De, who recognizes that he has countless women, saw Biyou for the first time, and a name that was about to come out suddenly flashed in his heart - Xi Shi.

Yes, it is Xi Shi, one of the four beauties of ancient times.

What Xi Shi looks like, no one has ever seen it today, but in Shi De's imagination, Bi You, who stands one meter away in front of him, is the embodiment of Xi Shi - eyebrows and green daisies, bright eyes, red lips and bright teeth, thin waist and snow skin, which is completely in line with all the beauty of Shi De's imagination of classical beauties, especially her long skirt at the waist, her graceful posture is dazzling.

Bi You didn't look at Shi De more, just lightly opened his lips and said to He Zitian: "Master He, next time you come, remember to say hello in advance, the peanuts didn't have time to be carefully selected, and they were lazy." ”

He Zitian waved his hand: "Biyou, you can prepare more peanuts in the future, I may come often recently." As he spoke, he reached out and patted Shi De's shoulder, "Even if I don't come often, Xiao Shi will become a frequent customer of a bowl of incense." ”

Bi You's gaze fell on Shi De's body at this time, and he nodded slightly at Shi De: "Welcome." ”

Shi De was flashed by Biyou's brightness, lost his mind slightly, and hurriedly said: "He Ye is kind, but I may not always come to a bowl of incense as he said, and everyone has their own life." ”

Shi De just said casually, thinking that Bi You would not understand his words, but Bi You sighed slightly and said: "He Ye said that you will come often, and you will definitely come often." Since you know He Ye, your life is not up to you...... It's not up to the sky. ”

If you don't let yourself or the sky, who will it be? Shi De didn't understand Biyou's words.

Shi De can only be regarded as half a single city person.

Shi De's parents are both educated youths, and in that **** absurd era, somehow his parents would travel thousands of miles from the capital and Xiajiang to the countryside in a small county located in the east of Shancheng. The strange thing is that the parents neither returned to the city in the tide of returning to the city, nor did they mention their respective life experiences to Shi De, let alone take Shi de to see his grandparents and grandpa and grandmother, Shi De's childhood is very different from the childhood of other children, except for the love of his parents, no elder of the family has ever hugged him.

After his parents disappeared, because of his stepmother's work and transfer to Shan Cheng, Shi De had some feelings for Shan Cheng, and later he also brought Huang Susu to Shan City, and in the streets and alleys of Shan City, he also left him and Huang Susu laughter.

Even so, Shan Cheng is still a strange city to Shi De, he is only familiar with a few limited avenues in Shan Cheng, and he knows very little about the many alleys and urban villages in Shan Cheng.

So when He Zitian led him around and around to an old courtyard, he saw the decayed, dilapidated and even somewhat desolate courtyard, Shi asked very puzzledly: "Master He, the place where you live doesn't match your identity?" ”