After having breakfast in a hurry, Du's mother packed up and left the house with Xiaokang, the purpose of which was to help her fortune teller. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info The two of them didn't talk much along the way, and Du Mu kept thinking about taking this opportunity to see if there was any way to see Du Jie again. Although Xiaokang is by his side all day now, he is not his own child after all, so although the second elder has come out of the grief of Du Jie's death, he still hopes to talk to his son.

And Xiaokang kept wondering why these things happened to him, especially the blurry figure that appeared in the mirror in the bathroom last night, although he couldn't see the outline clearly, he could at least be sure that it was a ghost. After so many days of nightmares, Xiaokang naturally attributed the matter to hallucinations, but he didn't understand the meaning.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the two people with their own hearts came to the fortune teller's house, and it seemed that the master was not surprised by Du Mu's visit again, since he first helped Du Mu to perform the spirit ceremony on Du Jie's first seven nights, he knew that he would never be able to stay alone, and he had been pulled into an unknown conspiracy. However, it has also been said before that the fortune teller can only calculate the past and future for others, but cannot apply this technique to himself, then, as a capable person, he has always had an extraordinary perception of danger, so the master has long smelled the smell of conspiracy, but he still helps Du Mu, and there may be deeper secrets in it.

After beckoning the two to sit down, Du Mu directly said the intention of this time.

"Master, this is my nephew, he has recently had some strange things that can't be explained, so I brought him over to ask you for advice to see what is going on and if there is any way to solve it."

After hearing Du Mu's words, the master's eyes were fixed on Xiaokang, but although it only lasted for more than ten seconds, during this period, the master's eyes fluctuated very much, from plain to shock, then from shock to doubt, and finally back to dull again.

"Hold out your hand and show me".

Xiaokang hurriedly did so and handed his right hand to the master's eyes. The latter held Xiaokang's hand, observed it carefully, and then continued to ask.

"This palmistry is really messy, I'm afraid you don't know your birthday."

Xiaokang nodded subconsciously, it is true, when he was very young, his parents abandoned him for some reason, and he didn't even have a trace of his biological parents in his impression. As for whether they are dead or alive, I don't know, so how can Xiaokang know his birthday.

"Your matter is more complicated, at the moment I can only see that everything that is happening now is just the beginning, you are destined to go through this, and it is very strange, there seems to be some prohibition in your body, which is similar to lowering your head too much, except that it will not endanger your life, it just serves to seal a certain memory of you."

Xiaokang didn't have any doubts about his master's words at all, he was right, he was trapped in the nightmare of the morgue, and he always felt that the surroundings and the scene were so familiar, but whenever he wanted to think about it carefully, his head would have a severe headache, and this situation probably only made sense with this explanation, but what was going on?

"Master, I do have a very familiar feeling about the hallucinations that have appeared recently, but I can't recall them, can you help me, or tell me what secrets I don't know about my body?"

The master didn't speak, he grabbed Xiaokang's right hand, and then closed his eyes, it looked like he was doing gong, if he didn't have absolute trust in him, I'm afraid he would definitely think that this person was just a psychopath. After all, superstition is simply untenable in today's society.

Time passed minute by minute, the master still did not open his eyes, Xiaokang even felt the tingling from his right hand, at this moment, the master suddenly opened his eyes, sweat could not stop dripping, and his expression was so strange, as if he had just experienced something terrible.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Did you find something?"

Du Mu was a little anxious, not knowing what the situation was now, so she asked out loud, the master did not answer her immediately, but sat on the chair, took a few deep breaths desperately, and then looked at Xiaokang with only extremely shocked eyes, mixed with a little fear.

"Hey, this matter is no longer something I can help, this is too much beyond my ability, I just wanted to impact the prohibition, but there is no way to do it at all, I am sure that it is definitely a person with great ability has been planted in your body a long time ago, so many years of nourishment has been integrated with yourself, if you want to break through, unless there is a more powerful person to carry it out, otherwise you will not be able to know which memory is sealed in this life."

He's saying something very subtle, like a spell or something, but is that really believable? The master held his hand just now, but he didn't feel anything, could it be that he was alarmist? Although he was a master known for his fortune-telling, he would inevitably get his shoes wet when he walked by the river, and even he should have had a time to look away. Naturally, Xiaokang's mental activities could not escape the master's eyes, so the master twisted his head to the side.

"You don't have to believe me, there are too many unknown forces in the world, I am only the lowest, and there are more profound and profound things that you don't know, although this prohibition can't be broken for a while, but if your willpower is strong enough, one day you will get all the forgotten memories back, only at that time, you can figure out, what happened to you before."

"But master, can't you see anything? Even a little bit of it can be a huge help."

Du Mu is more anxious than before, and now the only one who can help the well-off is probably only this fortune teller, he has an encyclopedic understanding of horror things in his heart, although sometimes it gives people a creepy feeling, but he does have real materials, if even he can't do it, who in the world can save the well-off? (To be continued.) )