Zou Hai felt that it might be a coincidence to meet the same person two or three times in a few days.

But every time the other person appears in front of you soaking wet and doing things that go against common sense, it must not be a coincidence.

The first time this man appeared in front of him was in a restaurant, and he thought it was strange, even if it was raining, why didn't he change his clothes and come back to eat?

Yesterday I performed an upgraded version of Jiang Taigong's fishing by the river, and today I was soaking wet pulling weeds here.

Performing a wet show in front of him three times in a row, this is so coincidental that no one will believe it.

In the past, he might have thought that he might have done it to get his attention and had other intentions.

But now, does he still have the value of making people put so much thought into it?

So he walked up to Wu Jun, and before he could speak, he heard Wu Jun say, "Coming?"

Zou Hai couldn't help but be stunned, this sounded as if he knew he was coming, but since just now, he has been pulling weeds with his head bored, and he didn't even look at him.

"You know I'm coming?"

"Sort of," Wu Jun smiled back.

"How do you know?"

"You may not know it, but I'm a fortune teller. ”

"Fortune teller?"

Zou Hai felt that the young man in front of him had given him too many surprises.

I thought he had suffered some setback, and enlightened him, but in a blink of an eye, he became a fortune teller, and it seemed that he would come here, what kind of god is this?

This reminded him of the legend of Jiang Taigong, who fished with a straight hook by the Weishui River, and ended up fishing with King Wen.

Could it be that this fortune teller has aroused his idea three times twice, and what intentions does he really have?

In fact, he knew that he might be thinking too much, but this was a professional habit that had already been formed, and he couldn't change it for a while.

Wu Jun didn't know these messy thoughts in his heart, and he didn't believe in the so-called fate. Because as long as you go out every day, you will inevitably meet many people, but the probability of meeting a person repeatedly is relatively small.

"Do you really know how to tell fortunes?"

"Yes, I'm a professional. ”

"It doesn't look like it," Zou Hai shook his head and smiled: "Then how about you count one for me?" ”

Wu Jun asked, "What day is it today?"

"It's supposed to be Saturday. ”

"That's okay," Wu Jun said, throwing away the weeds in his hand, he had been worrying about the rain for the past few days, and he had forgotten about the days of work, "Let's go to the front and sit down." ”

Wu Jun went back to his room to change clothes.

Zou Hai was not in a hurry, watching those feng shui stones under the pergola, the more he looked at them, the more he felt that these carvings were unusual, as if they were spiritual.

Especially the big rockery, the flowers and trees on it are vivid, the bees and butterflies seem to come to life, the wisps of white mist, as if the rockery is steaming, at this moment it makes him feel like he has arrived in a fairyland.

This couldn't help but make him more curious about this place.

"You may be seated. ”

Wu Jun soon came out and skillfully boiled water to make tea.

"Do you need a birthday?"

"No," Wu Jun smiled, "Do you want to calculate the past or the future?"

"There's nothing to count in the past, let's calculate the future. ”

Wu Jun groaned slightly.

Compared with the traditional fortune teller, he is a complete layman, and many things are heard from Old Man Jia later.

For example, if you calculate that someone else is dying, the average fortune teller will never say it directly, but express it in a tactful way, such as not counting, not collecting hexagram money, and even some people give red envelopes.

However, he is not an orthodox fortune teller, so there is no need for such taboos, and Zou Hai also knows his own affairs.

So he said, "Actually, your future is not even more calculating. ”

Zou Hai was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled and asked, "What do you say?"

"Because you...... The longevity will be exhausted. ”

"Haha, little brother, you're a little interesting," Zou Hai smiled even more happily, "I wonder if you've been investigating me for a long time." ”

"Investigating you?"

Wu Jun said in his heart that this person is really the material for the leader, everything has to be considered from the perspective of conspiracy theories, and he is a bit narcissistic.

I'll investigate your dry hair, and if you have that time in the United States, you might as well pull some grass.

"I didn't investigate you, and it didn't do you any good. ”

"I really don't see any good, and that's why I'm even more curious," Zou Hai said, "Are you really a master of the world?"

"Not really," Wu Jun said solemnly, shaking his head, "at least I'm still alive." ”

Zou Hai: ...... You mean you're a master, right?

Zou Hai felt that this little brother was so interesting, this was the best day he had felt in a long time.

"Tell me, then, how long will I live?"

"You may not know my rules here," Wu Jun said, "I only count fortunes for a month. ”

That means I won't live more than a month?

Zou Hai's face froze when he heard this, and the hospital told him that he had at least half a year to a year to live, and if he was actively treated, it might be longer.

I didn't expect that I had so little time left for myself.

But soon he laughed again, even if he really didn't live for a month, what did it matter, to live like this was just to survive.

"Actually, I'm a little curious," Wu Jun said, "Are you really not afraid of death at all?"

Zou Hai said indifferently: "Everyone is going to die, what is there to be afraid of?"

"Then what are you going to do at Wangfeng Temple?"

Zou Hai was stunned for a moment, not because Wu Jun knew that he had been to Wangfeng Temple, because it was not difficult to guess.

It's just that after he reminded him of this, he himself felt incredible.

yes, why should I go there?

Before, he told himself that he only went there because of his sister's request, just to take a walk and see the scenery.

But is that really the case?

Ask yourself, is there really no hope in your heart that there will be a miracle?

Maybe there's still a little bit of it.

Who the wants to die if they can live.

At this time, Zou Hai's phone rang, and after Zou Yao asked the place clearly, he couldn't wait to rush over.

"Brother, I asked for a talisman for you," Zou Yao took out the talisman as soon as he sat down, "It was opened by Master Jinglin, I heard that it is very effective, you should wear it quickly." ”

Zou Hai felt a little ashamed of this sister.

What a lively and cheerful child he used to be, but now because of his illness, he frowns every day, runs around, and loses a lot of weight.

It's really hard for her.

Although he knew that this amulet would definitely be useless, he couldn't live up to her wishes, so he reached out and took it.

The moment he got the amulet, he was suddenly stunned.

A faint aura emanated from the talisman and spread to his surroundings, giving him an inexplicable sense of reassurance.

He felt these breaths, between him and the imminent death, build an impregnable wall.

For the first time in his life, he was shaken by the beliefs he once believed.

But is it really possible?

In this world, is there really a power that transcends common sense and existing science?

Could he really be able to escape the pursuit of death with a talisman?

He rubbed the amulet over and over again, and with the cold touch from his fingertips, the flame of hope for life seemed to be ignited again.

A voice shouted in his heart: Live!

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