Legend has it that the Prophet can see the past as well as the future. That is, there are no secrets in this world for him, and what he wants to know, he will know.

I don't know how this legend came down, or why Bernard, Long Live the Corpse, was so convinced that what he said would happen. However, Lao Zhang also once told me that since the legend can be passed down from generation to generation, it must have its own reason.

So I had an interesting question, I didn't want to know when I and my friends would die, but I was curious about when the critic would die.

So I said, "Do you know all the questions and answer them?" ”

The appraiser nodded slightly: "Under the etiquette of life and death, I will tell you any questions you want to know." ”

This man's tone was so great that he seemed to be able to answer as long as I asked. So I smiled and said, "I just want to know, when and in what way did you die?" ”

As soon as this question was asked, everyone present was stunned. Bernard was the first to shout: "Yu Buren! You're presumptuous! ”

I sneered, "What? Just now, this old-timer promised me that he would answer any question. ”

The reason why I asked this question was to disgust him on the one hand, and on the other hand, to express my dissatisfaction with this critic. Let's not say whether what he said is true or not, just this appearance of pretending to be a ghost makes me a little unhappy.

I thought the appraiser would be furious, but I wondered if this guy was not angry at all. He just chuckled softly and said, "Speaking of which, you're the second person to ask me that question." ”

My curiosity rose and I said, "Huh? Who was the first person to ask you this question? Is there anyone like me? ”

Strictly speaking, this should be my second question, but everyone's curiosity was aroused, so no one spoke, not even the appraiser himself.

He said: "The first person to ask me this question was Zheng Kexiu, the best exorcist of that era. At that time, he wanted to ask if the Great Song Dynasty National Fortune could continue, but when it came to the end, he regretted it. He said that the question is too heavy, and if the answer is not continued, it will affect his fighting spirit, and if the answer is that it can be continued, it will stimulate his inertia. So he chose another question, which was to know how many years I would live. ”

Then the Orderer grinned at me and said, "Do you know how I answered him in the first place? ”

My heart was pounding, because I knew that Zheng Kexiu was the first warlock of the Southern Song Dynasty, and he had tried every means to help the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty to restore the Tartars and restore the Great Song Dynasty. It's just that he was plotted by the villain later and died unexpectedly.

When the critic said this, doesn't it mean that he has survived since the Southern Song Dynasty? An immortal man more than 700 years ago, how slowly the metabolism in his body has slowed down!

I said, "What did you say to him?" ”

The appraiser smiled slightly and said, "At that time, I told Zheng Kexiu that after seven hundred and thirty-six years, I would die at the hands of an exorcist named Yu Buren. After he killed me, he unleashed a life that could destroy the whole world. ”

My mouth was dry as I listened, and my heart screamed wildly. At that moment, the three questions that Chen Wuye asked me to choose immediately came to mind, especially the third one, the line written by Zhang Wuren himself: Yu Buren, do you really want to destroy the world?

If it is said that the critic is talking about it, how can I explain the question that Zhang Wuren asked me at the beginning? Am I really destined to destroy the whole world?

Cold sweat poured down his back, and it is estimated that even his face has turned pale. Then I heard the critic say slowly, "In one year and three months, I will die at the hands of an exorcist named Yu Buren." His true fire melted the ice and threw me into the ice hole, and before I died, I saw Yu Buren destroy the world. ”

After he said this, he whispered: "Yu Buren, are you satisfied?" ”

I gritted my teeth, but I refused to admit defeat: "If I kill myself now, what you say will never come true!" ”

The Orderer smiled and said, "You can't die until that day comes." ”

I really don't believe in evil when I say this! If I don't die, will it be his turn to call the shots? Don't look at my hands and feet now, but I still have the ability to hold chopsticks and poke them directly into my brain.

Since the appraiser said that what he said would be fulfilled. I'm going to stab myself to death now, isn't that just a naked slap in the face?

At that time, my mind was chaotic, and my heart was extremely anxious. Especially the sentence that Zhang Wuren once wrote on Yingluo in that very helpless and desperate tone: Yu Buren, do you really want to destroy the world?

As long as I'm dead, nothing will happen! As long as I'm dead, everything the critics say is! As long as I'm dead......

I squeezed my chopsticks sharply and plunged them into my eyeball.

The eyes are one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, and they are also connected to the brain, and if I insert it this time, I guess even the gods will not be able to save me. But at this moment, a big hand suddenly grabbed my wrist, and at the same time, someone shouted: "Yu Buren! You are crazy! ”

I woke up instantly, only to find that the shop didn't know when the lights were on again, under the light, the chubby shopkeeper was sitting behind the counter pressing the computer, and in the back kitchen, the Sichuan chef with poor skills was still busy stir-frying.

As for me, the chopsticks in my hand are only one centimeter away from my eyeball. And the one holding my right hand is Bernard, one of the seven elders of the world.

Cold sweat is pouring down my forehead,! Am I a ghost? I have always prided myself on being strong-willed, why did I suddenly have to take chopsticks and poke myself with chopsticks? And, what about the Messenger who has never seen his real face?

The dishes on the table were already cold, but the jugs of the wine of life and death were empty. In addition, I also saw a row of large characters written in wine on the table: Yu Buren, I am waiting for you to destroy the world!

With this typeset, it shows that what we have just experienced is by no means a dream, let alone an illusion.

I hurriedly threw away the chopsticks, then laughed dryly twice and said, "Grandma, I'm almost going to hang up." ”

Bernard looked at me meaningfully and said, "Yu Buren, you are useless, what should happen will definitely happen, and what shouldn't happen, even if you try hard, it won't happen." In fact, this world has long been decided, no matter how you struggle, you will follow the route that fate has arranged for you. ”

After he said this, he let go of his white bone claws and whispered, "Yu Buren, Master Kasa is behind, hold on!" Try to procrastinate as much as possible! ”

Corpse Banzai sneered: "Don't talk like this, Master Kaba is such an old stubbornness, if you can catch up with me, my name will be written upside down!" ”

After saying this sentence in a heroic manner, the corpse shouted loudly: "Boss! Checkout! ”

As soon as the fat boss heard the word checkout, he immediately ran over happily, the fat on his face was squeezed together, and he said with a smile on his face: "Thanks to your patronage, it is a total of 167,500 yuan." Let's erase the odds, even if it's 167,000. ”

When I heard the shopkeeper's words, I almost fell headlong under the table. , although I know that this store is a black store, but it is so dark that it really opens my eyes!

Just this shoddy Sichuan dish is worth 167,000 yuan?

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands honestly, took out a POS machine from the side, and said, "Swipe the card or scan the code?" ”

Banzai and I stared at each other in a daze, but Frankenstein didn't say a word, turned around and left. As soon as he left, Bernard who followed closely behind also hurriedly chased after him. The two chased and fled, and soon got into the off-road vehicle outside, and the sound of the engine came, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

If it weren't for the fact that I'm weak now, I'd want to go along. Grandma's, this pockmark is not pockmark, isn't this a pit man?