In the past few days, Tiyun has been tired of staying in the palace, and she can't see it, so she wants to go shopping in a lively and noisy place. Qianwu had to deal with official business and correct the excerpts, so she asked Liangchen and Zuidi to accompany her to the nearby workshop.

Liangchen habitually observed the surroundings while walking to ensure the safety of the extraction, and the drunken drop was to take the extraction around to find food to play.

A few people ate, drank, and played for a long time, and sat in the teahouse to listen to the book, and in the afternoon, Qianwu came to pick up the extract.

Qianwu was walking down the street with Tiyun in his arms, when suddenly someone behind him shouted, "Oh! It's you! ”

The crowd came and went, and no one noticed the ordinary opening line of the greeting. But Tiyun intuitively felt that the other party was calling herself, so she naturally looked back, and she seemed to see a figure walking towards her, and in the blink of an eye, it was dark again.

When the other three saw her stop, they also looked back, but they saw a fortune teller, holding a wooden pole with the words "past and present life" written on it.

A few people didn't care and were about to continue walking. The fortune teller suddenly came up, looked at Tiyun and said, "It's really you!" ”

Qianwu frowned and pulled Tiyun behind him, charlatans like this are everywhere. If he just shouted at the crowd, he would probably come up to anyone who turned around.

"We don't count hexagrams!" Thousand Mist said coldly.

"After so long, I didn't expect to meet you here......" The fortune teller looked at Tiyun, left and right, "Hey, what's wrong with your eyes?" Everyone wished you well back then, why did you still get mixed up in this field......"

Tiyun was confused, but she felt his voice familiar.

"Liangchen, give him money and send him away." Chiki said.

Liangchen took out a piece of silver and was about to hand it to the fortune teller. Who knew that the fortune teller suddenly said, "Yun'er, you have to stay away from this man, he will bring you a lot of sad things." ”

Tiyun heard him call his name, "You know me?" ”

Qianwu originally thought that the two knew each other, but when Tiyun asked, he immediately frowned and turned cold, "Yun'er is also your name?" Which one are you? How did you find out her name? ”

"You weren't even born when I met her......," the fortune teller's face was full of disdain, and then he cleared his throat to continue.

Seeing this, Qianwu pulled Tiyun and was about to leave, but Tiyun suddenly stopped, "Fox, I want to hear what he has to say." ”

Chiki stood next to him with a dark face.

"Your heart is not open, the less you think, the happier you are, but I see that your happy days are not a few days......" the fortune teller said with a serious look, "I hope that no matter what kind of accident you encounter, you will deal with it calmly." The so-called do your best, obey the destiny of heaven. Buddhism pays attention to fate, and anyone or thing you encounter is fate. ”

Tiyun nodded ignorantly.

"As for this, this ......" the fortune teller looked at Qianwu, "as for him, all the choices are up to you." You have a fate, and if you survive it, it will be over. If you can't make it......"

As he spoke, the fortune teller suddenly looked up to the sky, "Ouch, I'll go, Lei Gong is coming to catch me again!" Xiao Yun'er, you can play by yourself, I'm going to escape. ”

After speaking, he left everyone's sight at the speed of light.

Qianwu kept frowning, seeing that Tiyun seemed to be thinking deeply, his heart was even more mixed. Maybe one day, what he feared will still happen.

Ti Yun thought deeply, and suddenly said with a frown, "I didn't understand a word of what he just said...... Why am I so awkward when I listen to him, is he hurting me? Say that my heart is not open...... Hey? What does it mean to have an unopened heart? ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to the left and right and asked.

"Meaning you're innocent."

"I mean you're stupid!"

Qianwu and Drunken Drop replied at the same time, glaring at each other at the same time.

"Humph!" Tiyun is not happy. After saying so much, it's just turning around and scolding me for being stupid, and next time I see that fortune teller again, I'll beat him up!

"Then how can the wisdom heart be opened?" Tiyun asked.

"I'm going to pry your head open and stuff hundreds of poetry books into it, and it's probably about the same......" Drunken Drop scared her.

The few people returned to the house, and Qianwu sat in the room and pondered what the fortune teller had said during the day, and then shook his head again. What a charlatan said is also true, I really don't know what I'm thinking!

By night, everyone had already fallen asleep. Tiyun was taken into a dream in which she saw many scenes and things that she couldn't understand, but it felt so real to her.

In her dream, a young girl was driving on the road in a car with a heavy heart. At this time, there was a red light ahead, and her car stopped.

She unscrewed the water, took a sip, turned on the radio and listened to the morning news. Suddenly, I saw the entrance of the elementary school on the right, many primary school students were talking and laughing and lining up to get on a minibus, looking at the children's bags bulging, as if they were going to go on a spring outing.

It's so nice, she thought to herself.

The phone rang, she picked up the phone and slid the answer button, just picked up her hair and raised her head, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the high slope on the left. There were a lot of cars parked on the high slope, and a truck was slowly sliding down their side at the back.

She was so frightened that she opened her mouth, not knowing how to react for a moment. I quickly turned my head and looked at the elementary school students on the right, there was a long queue, and the children happily got on the bus one by one.

What to do! Her eyes turned red instantly.

If she had driven away at this time, maybe the van wouldn't have crashed into it, maybe she wouldn't have died. But she didn't, she closed her eyes.

The truck slammed straight into her, the car jolted violently, then shattered, and the glass shattered on top of her. Her blood was gushing, on the steering wheel, on the seat, everywhere.

She thought to herself as she lay dying.

If only I had just driven away, if only I hadn't stopped. However, I will blame myself for the rest of my life and feel uneasy for the rest of my life.

Her eyes stopped on the minibus at the entrance of the elementary school, what a wonderful child it was. The driver in the car behind him may also have a wife and children, and may have parents, brothers and sisters.

But she didn't have anything, she didn't have a father, she didn't have a mother, she didn't have anything...... They are all better off than her, and they are more worthy of living in this world than she is.

God, if there really is a God, if you can hear it. Please let me be a kind, sincere, innocent person in my next life, so that I can live a safe and smooth life, and have no defects and no regrets in my life.

Then the picture zoomed out, and Tiyun's eyes returned to pitch black, and he was stimulated by the inexplicable pain in his heart and woke up.

Although she couldn't understand what these walking tin boxes were, she still understood the whole story. She looked at the woman in her dream, crying and screaming in her dream, hoarse. She could hear all the things she was saying in her heart, and she could feel all the things she was feeling at the moment.

Tiyun sweated through his clothes and woke up in sobbing. She cried so much in her dream that her abdomen throbbed at this point. She barely stood up by the edge of the bed and the tent, but she felt dizzy and sat down on the ground weakly.

After a while, she had forgotten more than half of her dream, but the feeling of suppressed sadness remained. Dizzy, she groped her way to the door of the Thousand Mist Room and knocked on his door.

"Fox." Tiyun's voice was a crying and a dry hoarseness.

Chiki heard the sound and opened the door, and saw Tiyun standing in the doorway with a pale face, holding the door, so he hugged her and carried her into the house.

"What's wrong?" Chimisi asked her softly. "Are you having a nightmare?"

"I can't remember......" Tiyun bit her lower lip, but there were still tears in her eyes.

"It's fine, it's just a dream...... You're only scared because you can't see with your eyes. In a few days, I'll take you to Yong'an Temple to offer incense, okay? Chimiri watched her curl up in her arms, patted her on the back, lowered her head and kissed her hair.