The Peninsula Hotel. A man with the eyes of a roe deer slowly pried open a door in a hotel room.

Then he crept inside, and in his hand he still held a dagger that was shining, and he looked like a burglar.

The man cautiously walked into the room, first looked at the layout of the room, then took out a small flashlight, shone it everywhere in the dim room, and finally bent down and slowly walked to a writing desk in the study.

Looking at this writing desk, the man subconsciously opened the drawer under the table, and the owner generally likes to put valuable things in the drawer.

Sure enough, when the man opened the drawer, there was a whole drawer of red banknotes. Seeing so much money, a trace of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, but he was not greedy, what he was going to steal this time was much more valuable than this money, so he just stared at it for two or three seconds, and the man slowly closed the drawer again.

Looking up, the man looked at the desk and swept it again. There was only a computer on it, and a small bookshelf put together with a pile of books.

Seeing these books, the man's eyes showed surprise. The flashlight shone on it, and found that the names of these books were all called Huangji Jingshishu.

Seeing this, the man took a copy casually, and then flipped through it, and found that it was all blank.

Just when he was secretly wondering in his heart, the originally dim room suddenly lit up. A young man in a white suit slowly walked in from the outside, and when he saw a stranger entering his house to steal, he didn't see the slightest panic on his face, only boundless calm, but there was a hint of sadism in his eyes when he looked at the man.

"You're here, sit!" He Youqiu looked at this strange man, a picture that had already seen through everything, and said in a calm tone.

Then he slowly walked towards his desk and sat down in his chair.

"I already knew that you were here to steal the Emperor's Extreme Scripture Book, and I had already calculated it three days ago." Hearing this, a trace of shock flashed on the man's face, and the dagger in his hand was instantly taken out, pointing at He Youqiu and shouting, "It's good that you know, why don't you take it out quickly." ”

"It's right in front of you." He Youqiu smiled and pointed to the pile of Imperial Classics on the table.

"It's all fake, it's all blank paper." The man shook his head and said in an excited tone.

"Hah!" He Youqiu shook his head and looked at him playfully: "If you want to know if it's true or not, I'll tell your fortune for you." ”

"Tell me your birthday!" Hearing He Youqiu's words, the man shouted in disbelief: "Don't ...... Don't play tricks, bring it quickly, I'll take it and leave, or I'll be rude to you. ”

"If you want to be polite to me, you don't believe what I said, just try how accurate the Huangji Sutra is." He Youqiu's tone gradually became serious, his eyes stared at each other a little sharp, and he said word by word: "Sheng...... Early morning...... Eight...... Word! ”

"Ding Weinian, June 18, Chenshi." Looking at He Youqiu's serious expression, the man's heart began to get nervous, making him feel a sense of fear in the face of death, in this atmosphere, the man opened his mouth and involuntarily answered He Youqiu's question.

Listening to the man's words, He Youqiu slapped the table and opened the first book of the Emperor's Classics, the pages inside were hollowed out, and a small abacus made of pure iron was stuffed.

Holding this abacus, He Youqiu's gaze swept towards the Huangji Jingshi Book, and he saw a large pile of Huangji Jingshi Books that were originally lying on the table suddenly rose into the air, and then hovered in mid-air and spun.

"Ah~" When the man saw this scene, the whole person was completely stunned. Soon, all the Huangji Sutra books fell on the table, and He Youqiu also put his abacus on the table, and began to quickly move the abacus on it in his hand, as if he was deducing something.

"Born in Hong Kong?"

"Yes!" The man nodded subconsciously.

"Open the sixth volume and take a look!" He Youqiu said slowly. The man glanced at the table, then saw the sixth from the first to the sixth, and finally asked with some confusion, "What page is it?" ”

"Any page is fine." Hearing this, the man quickly picked up the sixth volume of the Emperor's Extreme Classics and began to look at it, only to see that the original blank pages began to reveal handwriting: "It's all right." The man exclaimed in surprise, all the things written on it were his past since he was a child, and he even forgot some of them, but they were still recorded in detail.

"My youngest daughter died of a sudden illness before her fifth birthday." Seeing this, the man raised his head and looked at He Yingqiu: "I'm sorry, it was those peers of yours who were not convinced that you robbed their business and paid me to steal your money-making tools, don't arrest me, okay?" ”

"Did I say I was going to arrest you?" He Yingqiu chuckled, and as soon as his words changed, he began to say: "But I have a habit of telling fortunes for others, that is, I must count until that person's life is exhausted." ”

"Open the tenth volume and take a look."

"That'...... That page? The man stammered nervously.

"Whatever the page." I saw that the man picked up the tenth volume of the Emperor's Book of the Classics from the table again, and after turning to a page, words appeared on it again, which made him read it involuntarily: "The treasure theft is not devoured by the black panther, and the ugly soul is broken by the rainbow bridge." Yan Jun was originally a ruthless lord, and the number was not overdue. ”

"This ...... What does that mean? He Youqiu looked at the man, frowned and said, "You don't understand such a simple thing?" The ugly soul is broken, which means that you will die at the hands of the black panther at one o'clock in the morning. ”

"Where are the Black Panthers in Hong Kong?" After saying this, the man couldn't help but scratch his arm, where there seemed to be some itching, as if something was crawling inside.

Thinking of this, the man slowly rolled up his sleeves, and saw that a few words were slowly revealed on his originally white arms, which were the words of Zi Chou's soul broken.

"How so?" The man screamed in panic.

"There's still time, let's go back and see my family one last time." He Youqiu looked at his watch and reminded lightly.

When the man heard this, he shook his head and fled towards the gate in a panic. Seeing the other party fleeing in the wilderness, He Youqiu had a little mockery on his face.

And at this moment, a round of applause suddenly sounded in his ears. Bang Bang Bang! Hearing this voice, He Youqiu's face changed slightly.

Soon after, he saw a young man in a black suit suddenly appear at the window of his house, looking at him playfully.

"It is worthy of being the emperor's book, and it can calculate the fate of all things in the world, I like it!" Ye Xuan smiled and slowly looked towards He Youqiu.

"Who are you?" He Youqiu put his hands behind his back and asked a little nervously. As a result, before Ye Xuan could answer first, the pile of Imperial Classics that were originally lying on the desk began to tremble, and then suddenly merged into one, and finally exploded with a bang.

I saw that from the Huangji Jingshi Book, there was a streamer drilling towards He Youqiu's body. ://.. /b//...。

Miao Shuzhai:..