The role of the so-called guardian is nothing more than to straighten a small sapling like Lao Cai who can't stand the temptation of rolling red dust in a timely manner.

Uncle Cai, that is, Lao Cai's father. He has called me many times and said a lot, and the central idea of the content is probably to ask me to help take care of Lao Cai, and in his opinion, I am much more precocious than Lao Cai.

Maybe it's because of the "dire water" of life since I was a child, so I naturally got acquainted a little early.

I still keep Uncle Cai's words in mind, and in a sense, I am now Lao Cai's de facto guardian.

Therefore, seeing that Lao Cai's dog tail grass has a faint tendency to blacken, I naturally have the obligation and responsibility to reach out and help him in a timely manner.

It's crooked, it's very simple, just pour some water.

I said to Lao Cai: "Don't think too much, you are not afraid of being punished by God, just try." ”

The effect of this basin of cold water is really surprisingly good, and Lao Cai, who is looking forward to a better life in the future, suddenly wilted.

Lao Cai knew that compared with several other spells, Shen Xuan was in a more awkward position. In addition to attracting five disadvantages and three shortcomings, leaking too many heavenly secrets will also be punished.

Like you, you should have heard of many old people who are accurate fortune tellers, and most of them are disabled. Most of them are blind.

In fact, they used to have sound facial features, but they didn't know how to respect the way of heaven when they were young and frivolous, and relied on their ability to spy on the heavens indiscriminately, so in the long run, they angered the way of heaven and punished heaven.

As for why most of them are blind? It is because the way of heaven pays attention to the way of balance, since they have the ability to peek into the ethereal future, it makes them lose the face of the blossoming flowers of the present.

Fortune telling often pays attention to fate, there are some things you can calculate and say, if it is allowed by heaven, it is fate, if it is not allowed by heaven, it is no fate.

In the reincarnation of the human world, cause and effect have long been predestined, and some people have consequences because of antecedents, if the fortune teller forcibly helps others change their lives regardless of the permission of heaven, that is, to change the consequences derived from antecedents, they will naturally accept punishment.

Speaking of which, fortune-telling is indeed a very anti-heaven thing, it is the only spell that can pose a threat to the Heavenly Dao. So it's not uncommon to have this special treatment.

But don't blindly believe those blind old people after I say this, there are many liars in this society, they don't have the ability to tell fortunes, but they have the ability to make you convinced. In a word: God knows how to do good, you don't have to blindly follow it, no matter what the antecedents are, do more good, be a person and do things but don't forget your heart, you can naturally offset the cause and effect. In this way, this life does not count.

Back to the point.

Lao Cai's dream is that in the future, he can take advantage of the fortune-telling process, and it is not impossible to even get closer. If he wants to realize this dream, he will definitely not be able to rely on a mouth, he must show real skills.

The causal loop is like a domino, compact and fragile. Once whoever moves one of the points, the result will be far from the same.

This is also known as the butterfly effect.

Lao Cai may only need to count some irrelevant things if he wants to gain the trust of the little beauties, but who knows

Will the inconsequential things he thinks cause a butterfly effect?

So his lewd/idea is in vain.

Speaking of which, some people may wonder, since helping others to tell fortunes is like walking on thin ice, why does the sloppy old man dare to be unscrupulous when he helps me calculate and my grandfather calculates?

In fact, it is wrong to say this, first, the sloppy old man is not unscrupulous, he actually takes great risks, what are these risks? Will it really come? We won't know until later.

Second, what the sloppy old man helped me and my grandfather calculate was actually something vague, which did not affect the consequences, and everything that should have happened happened as usual.

Everyone has a cognition in their hearts, that is, those old men who tell fortunes are chattering, and they only speak half of their words.

It's not that they don't want to make it clear, it's that they can't.

It's possible that the things they calculate are too big and their abilities are limited, so they don't quite understand it themselves. Or they understood, but did not dare to say.

When the sloppy old man helped me and my grandfather to do the math, there were some things he really didn't understand. First, although the cloth cloth god he cultivated is a very high-end spell, it is a drizzle compared to the authentic Sanqing divination, which is a gap in hardware, no wonder he.

Second, I don't know what kind of grudge I had with stupid fate in my last life. My fate can make the Heavenly Dao so meticulously arranged.

I thought, if my life is a TV series, then fate is to do whatever it takes to kill my dog than the director. I guess when his uncle arranged my play. The unstable factor of the sloppy old man has been taken into account.

In this interlocking killing machine, the only loophole may be my uncle's Yin Changsheng.

After being killed by Liu Xiaorong and going to the capital city, I really understood the identity of my cheap uncle. One of the actual managers of the city, yes, a very awesome character.

But even so, even if he helped me break the curse of not living to be twenty years old, my grandfather and Song Mink .......

……

During the meal, Xiao Deng's thoughts were mostly on his sister-in-law, and Lao Cai couldn't let go. So I was bored drinking beer by myself.

Looking at Deng Qian's rare lively side, I thought of Song Mink again.

When it comes to the word lively, the word that comes to mind is always Song Mink. From time to time, the white eyes that give me, the two little tiger teeth that show when I laugh, and the bouncing in the snow.

She is like a little fairy playing in the red dust, and she always shows people a lively and lovely side. But such a fairy-like little girl met me and had a deep connection with me.

Finally......

My nose started to pantothenic again, like it was raining, and my eyes were blurry uncontrollably.

I hate the so-called fate, they all say that there is a cause and an effect, but I haven't done anything angry in my life, at most, I was ignorant when I was a child and Lao Cai harmed some crops, should I die?

And the last life .......

him

Damn in the last life, I don't know if I was a man or a woman in the last life, even if the stupid person in the previous life killed people and set fires, what did Lao Tzu matter?

As I said earlier, if you make a mistake, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand firm.

If Lao Tzu really did something wrong, you should punish the fool in the previous life. Can't Lao Tzu be a good man in this life?

I said, "God knows ......how to do good."

But I'm not one of them, and no matter what I do, my grandfather and Song Mink won't come back.

……

But I didn't take revenge on the society.,I don't blame anyone.,Only blame myself for being too weak.,If I have the ability to kill fate, I won't hesitate to kill this gou-girl.。

I haven't changed, I just don't want to move.

Maybe it's the powerlessness in my heart like an ant facing a chasm, or maybe the person closest to me sacrificed himself to save me.

I don't know why, in fact I didn't think about it at all.

I just want to go with the flow and be at peace with what happens.

If I encounter something within my ability, I will do it, not because of some messy cycle of cause and effect, but just not against my heart.

From birth, he lived under the spell of inevitable death, and when he grew up, he was destined to live no more than twenty years old.

I don't think this dog will give up if fate doesn't kill me. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow...... I should have died.

Anyway, there is nothing worth my nostalgia in this world, and death is not a relief.

Whether it's another Liu Xiaorong, or twin sons and mothers, what's the difference between me living and dying now?

……。

There is really no difference.

When a person lives in the world and has nothing to pursue, it is no different from dying.

I thought about trying to live, even if it wasn't for me, just to live up to the sacrifices of my grandfather and Song Mink, and to live like a person.

Especially Song Mink, the world is too unfair to her, there should always be someone who keeps her in her heart, and she shouldn't be forgotten.

But I couldn't.

I still remember the day I said goodbye to Song Mink, I stood in front of the small earthen bag and forced a smile and said to her that I left home and would come back soon.

At this moment, I suddenly had the idea of going back, and this prosperity made me unable to give birth to half of the nostalgia. But I'm not myself anymore, I'm not alone.

I'm still my grandfather's grandson, and he traded his life for my rebirth.

I'm still the person Song Mink likes, she said that she wants me to live well, and she said that she feels very happy when she thinks that I will go to see her every year.

I know that Song Mink just wants me to live well when he says this.

I'm still my parents' child, the only one.

……。

Before the tears could fall, I quietly wiped them away by raising my head to drink beer.