Hanshui City, the sky is cloudy and rainy,

Storm and thunder and lightning roared!

God seems to be venting and dissatisfied.

A teenager ran wildly in the rain, letting his clothes wet in the rain, and never stopped.

"Why do you want to do this to me, why do you want to stop us from being together, am I really that unbearable?"

The boy roared heartbreakingly, and the rain fell even harder, as if in response to the boy's uncalming mood.

"You are a broken fortune teller, and you are not worthy of marrying my daughter if you work hard all your life......"

"To put it nicely, you are a physiognomy master, a fortune teller! You're a street hustler......"

"Go out and pee first, take care of yourself, is it Liang Jingru who gave you the courage to ask for a kiss......

The unbearable words still sounded in Zhang Fan's ears......

The young man's name is Zhang Fan, and he is a physiognomy master, and physiognomy is commonly known as fortune telling!

In today's advanced technology, it seems that people are more willing to understand tarot cards, more willing to believe in constellations, and the profession of face is regarded by most people as liars.

"What's wrong with the fortune teller, am I just making you look down on you like that"?

Zhang Fan has no father or mother since he was a child, and he relied on his grandfather to pull him up with a handful of and urine!

Fortunately, his grandfather knew some face-to-face skills.

It can be said that if there is no skill of face-to-face, Zhang Fan's grandson is afraid that he would have starved to death on the streets.

Zhang Fan hates that people call him a fortune teller, and the person who says he is a fortune teller today may be his future "mother-in-law".

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan couldn't help clenching his fists.

"I will prove to everyone that there is a future for those who meet." Zhang Fan secretly swears!

Bang......

A thunderclap exploded in the sky, as if it was responding to what he was thinking, and at the same time it also woke up the pensive Zhang Fan.

When he came back to his senses, Zhang Fan found that he had run to the mouth of the alley at some point.

"Go home, grandpa said, fate is determined by heaven, but I don't believe it.

Today's disgrace, I will let you repay it twice as much. ”

Wiping the rain off his face, Zhang Fan shook off his wet hair and muttered:

"I think those seem to be used too, so let's work hard!"

As he spoke, Zhang Fan saw an old man with a childish face in front of him holding an umbrella and running quickly towards this side.

That is his grandfather, the only relative in this world, and also a physiognomy teacher.

"Xiaofan, I forgot to bring an umbrella when I went out, I told you a long time ago that it was going to rain tonight, and I didn't want it for my daughter-in-law's body?"

Grandpa shouted angrily, although the words were a little straightforward, but there was nothing wrong with this.

"Grandpa, my daughter-in-law is good, and it's not as important as you, didn't I go out to make money by watching the face, and I was ready to honor you."

The appearance of grandpa gave Zhang Fangang's injured heart a little comfort again.

"Don't be poor, hurry up and go back and wipe it, it'll catch a cold."

Grandpa said as he walked towards Zhang Fan!

The grandfather and grandson leaned together, carrying an umbrella, and walked in the direction of home in the rain.

The dilapidated wooden house, like an old man, will fall apart at any time.

Directly opposite the room was a dilapidated table of eight immortals, the corners of which had turned black, showing its age.

The table, though shabby, was spotlessly clean, with several teacups and a bronze teapot neatly arranged.

Four equally old chairs enclosed the Eight Immortals Table, but two of them had never been sat on.

On the wall not far from the table, a wooden bed with mosquito nets looks even more dilapidated in the wind and rain!

Zhang Fan entered the house, closed the door casually, took the umbrella in his grandfather's hand and put it by the wall, and at the same time wiped his hair with a towel and asked:

"Grandpa, it's raining so hard, why are you still going out, if you fall, I don't have any relatives!"

Hearing Zhang Fan's unashamed words, grandpa couldn't help but glance at him, and then said with a straight face:

"Of course I'm looking for you, I know that you didn't bring an umbrella out, and you always lose your memory for a long time, when I kick my legs, see what you do."

After that, Grandpa walked to the table of the Eight Immortals, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot ginger soup and handed it to Zhang Fan.

"Drink ginger soup to warm up, don't catch a cold."

Zhang Fan took the teacup and smiled stupidly at his grandfather.

"When did Grandpa's teapot change to boiling ginger soup?

However, I'm strong, it's okay, grandpa, sit down, you can have a bowl too. ”

Zhang Fan handed the ginger soup in his hand to his grandfather, and then picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup.

"Xiaofan, let's talk about the situation."

Grandpa put down the teacup in his hand, and the expression on his smiling face became serious.

Hearing his grandfather's inquiry, Zhang Fan slowly raised his head, and it seemed that he heard a harsh insult in his ears again!

"Well... Okay.

Pander to... Auntie is very nice to me... Very good, and said let... Let me play often. ”

Zhang Fan stammered and replied.

"Grandpa, why don't you rest for a while, I'll go boil water for you to soak your feet."

After that, Zhang Fan didn't wait for his grandfather to answer, so he ran to the kitchen.

Looking at Zhang Fan's departing back, the corners of his grandfather's eyes were faintly moist.

I have seen it since I was a child, what kind of person my grandson is, don't you know it?

As soon as you tell a lie, you stutter, and judging by the answer just now, it is obvious that you are lying!

Besides, Li Zihan's mother Wang Yan has met several times, and it is not difficult to see from the face that Wang Yan is a relatively powerful person!

Thinking of this, grandpa couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Suddenly, he looked up again, as if remembering something.

Then he walked briskly to the bed, squatted down, and dragged out a large black and gray box under the bed, and some shabby clothes were placed in the box.

"Hey......"

A sigh, as if a little helpless, but also as if hopeful.

He reached into the box with both hands, fumbled at the bottom for a while, and then took out a red cloth that seemed to contain a rectangular object.

Uncovered the red cloth, revealing a black book inside, the corners of the book have been curled, as if they would shatter when touched, grandpa stroked the black book, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and then sighed secretly.

After a while, Zhang Fan walked out with the boiled footwashing water, and when he saw his grandfather standing in front of the window, he immediately shouted:

"Grandpa, come and wash your face, it's good for your body to soak your feet after soaking your feet."

"Grandpa...... Grandpa......"

Zhang Fan shouted a few times in a row, but his grandfather didn't react at all, as if he was asleep.

"Grandpa, what's going on with you, what's going on?"

Zhang Fan approached his grandfather, and with the help of the faint light, he actually saw his grandfather crying.

"Grandpa is crying?"

Zhang Fan felt a little incredible, although he had a hard time over the years, but in Zhang Fan's heart, his grandfather was always smiling.

It's the first time I've seen this situation today, which can't help but make Zhang Fan feel that something big will happen.

After half a salary, the grandfather shook his head, and then looked at Zhang Fan in front of him:

"Xiao Fan, do you remember the method of tuna that I asked you to practice since I was a child?"

Without waiting for Zhang Fan to answer, Grandpa continued: "Those formulas are all from this book. ”

"That's it?"

Zhang Fan was also very curious, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the black book, but his grandfather opened his hand.

"Grandpa, the mantra that made me eat more turned out to be this book.

Grandpa, what the hell are those mantras and these black books for, why are you so sad, I've never seen you like this. ”

Grandpa stared at Zhang Fan, did not speak, and muttered after a little contemplation:

"The ghost novels you see now are not groundless, but they have facts, but they are exaggerated in the novels.

You see this book in my hand, although I don't understand all the contents, but I know that this book is a mantra for cultivation.

But grandpa is not very talented, he only understands some simple content on the first two pages, but he can't understand the content at all in the back of the page.

Now give you this book, I hope you can learn what is in the book.

After Grandpa Zhang Fan finished speaking, he handed the book to Zhang Fan, with a relieved expression on his face.

Zhang Fan took the book, opened it carefully, and then his eyes widened.

Corpse......

Female ghost ......

Black and white impermanence......

This scene flashed in Zhang Fan's mind. It's incredible..... There really is something in those ghost novels.

So if you learn this book, wouldn't you be able to go to heaven and earth and do anything?

Zhang Fan YY has some strange things.

"Grandpa, where did you get this book?"

Thinking of those demons and monsters, Zhang Fan asked impatiently.