Metaphysically speaking, in the same space, when the ratio of yin and yang is 7:1, they are all called the seven evils.

The so-called seven evils are a state of magnetic field chaos or negative energy bursting caused by the serious imbalance of the yin and yang ratio of all things in the world. Among them, the seven yang and one yin are called the seven evils of the single yang, and the seven yin and one yang are the seven evils of the solitary yin.

There is a folk legend that if you take a car, plus you are inside, there are exactly seven men and one woman or seven women and one man in the car, you must get off the car immediately, and you must not get on the bus, otherwise you will commit seven evils.

If you refuse to get out of the car and insist on getting up, the only result caused by the imbalance of yin and yang is that the car is destroyed and people die, and no one can save anyone.

It is said that people are unlucky, drinking water will stuff their teeth, I never thought that I could buy a ticket casually, casually get on a car, and I can encounter this situation.

The layout of the Seven Evils is easy to form, and it is not difficult to crack. As soon as I get out of the car, the magnetic field will naturally calm down, and there are no contraindications. But the key problem is that if I get off here, I will have to be arrested by the special case department outside and gouged out my eyes.

I would never get out of the car, but if I don't get out of the car, do I persuade others to get out of the car?

What are you kidding, everyone is in a hurry to go to Jiuzhaigou, who is willing to get off at this stall? What the? Tell others about the feng shui principle of the Seven Evils? That has to be believed.

An unlucky driver with a blackened Yintang, a broken car that is in tatters and doesn't even have air conditioning, and seven men and one woman in the legendary seven-brake layout. I don't believe it if the car doesn't have an accident on the road.

After thinking about it carefully, I still sat down in my seat, and I would rather take the risk of being gouged out by the Special Crime Department. Besides, what if someone else wants to get on the bus along the way? Isn't it just breaking the Seven Evils?

The bus drove out of the station in a leisurely manner, and after leaving the city, it went straight to the highway. At this time, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, those bastards in the Special Cases Department can't catch up now, right?

The spirit goes from nervous to relaxed, and the whole person will look particularly tired. In particular, the wounds I received from the Ganges sacrifice had not yet fully recovered, and I had been traveling for a long time, and this relaxation made me feel sleepy.

Anyway, it was still early, so I leaned my head back on the back of the seat and fell asleep groggily.

This sleep forgets the passage of time. I don't know how long it took for me to be woken up by the noise of the car. When I opened my eyes, I realized that it was already dark outside, and when I looked out of the car window, I could vaguely see black cliffs on both sides.

The bus stopped on the road, and the grumpy driver was still scolding and slapping the steering wheel, then opened the door and took out the toolbox from under the body. The surrounding passengers kept complaining, some were on the phone, and some complained that it was too long, and it was late at night in Jiuzhaigou.

There is also a man with a bad temper than the driver, who scolded the heavens and the earth, saying that he was blind to take this broken car.

Not to be outdone, the driver came from the back of the car, saying, Ge Laozi, if you are not willing to go down, no one will beg you to get in the car.

I rubbed my eyes, then patted the passenger sitting in front of me and said, hey! What time is it?

The person in front of me turned his head, and I realized that it was the young girl with bright eyes and bright teeth. She smiled at me and said, "Half past ten!"

I chuckled in my heart, it's half past ten in the evening? I slept for seven or eight hours!

The little girl was very good at talking, and said: "Uncle, the car broke down, and we can't come in a hurry, let's rest for a while, if the driver can't fix it, just wait for the rescue." ”

I said, don't call me uncle, I'm not a few years older than you, right?

The little girl smiled and said, "Uncle, you see that you have a lot of beard, at least thirty, right?" You still don't want to call you uncle. ”

As soon as I touched my chin, my beard was stabbing to the touch. Thinking about running back from Tianzhu, I didn't have time to take care of myself when I ran for my life all the way, no wonder this girl called uncle the first time she saw me.

I was a little embarrassed, and he said where we we're going.

The little girl said, we just left National Highway 212, and there are about seventy or eighty kilometers away from Jiuzhaigou.

This road is supposed to be County Road 484, and the mountain road is rugged, and there are not many cars even during the day, let alone at night. If the driver can't fix the car, I'm afraid he will have to wait until dawn for rescue.

Just as I was about to say something, I suddenly noticed a light in the distance, as if a vehicle was approaching. The driver who was repairing the car hurriedly put down the guy in his hand and stopped on the side of the road.

Unexpectedly, there was an electric tricycle behind it, and the driver of the tricycle was a white-bearded old man, who was wearing a sweatshirt and was skinny. There was an equally old lady in the back of the car.

Behind the tricycle are benches, improvised tables, and a steaming liquefied gas stove.

The driver found that it was two old men who couldn't help, so he threw the wrench on the ground and said, "It's not going to be repaired!" Wait for help!

The people in the car exploded all of a sudden, especially the man who was five big and three rough, and he kept scolding there. Two clever passengers hurriedly stopped the old man and grandmother, saying, is there anything to eat?

The old man said with a smile, it's really a coincidence, we came back from Banbu Village, and there happened to be a lot of wontons left, do you want to try it?

As he spoke, he skillfully took down the bench and table on the tricycle. The old woman lit the road, boiled the water, and prepared to eat it.

The passengers sat in the car for nearly ten hours, and their chests were pressed against their backs for a long time. Anyway, I was waiting here, so I ran down to buy food.

The driver also threw away the wrench, wiped his face indiscriminately, and said, old man, I want two bowls and more chili peppers!

The old man smiled and said, "Okay." He didn't raise the price, and he controlled the heat while bringing bowls to everyone.

I was so irritated by the smell that I drooled and wanted to go down and eat a bowl, but as soon as I got out of the car, I felt that something was wrong.

It shouldn't be, in the wilderness, it's half past ten again, what's the matter with an old couple selling wontons for some reason? Could it be that the mountain spirit harms people, right?

So I had an extra eye and leaned against the car door to take a closer look. I saw that the old man and his wife had set up a simple energy-saving lamp, and under the light, there seemed to be nothing wrong.

Could it really be that I came back from the night market and passed by accidentally?

You must know that my eyes are different from ordinary people, as long as you are on guard, no mountain spirits and ghosts can hide from me. I couldn't see anything wrong when I looked left and right, so I let down my vigilance.

In addition, the aroma of wontons is really tempting, so I also walked over and said hello, saying, old man, I also want two bowls, just slightly spicy.

The old man was about to agree with a smile, but when he looked up, his face suddenly changed, and it was the kind of cold, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

He said, "I'm sorry, no. ”

I was stunned for a moment, looked down at the wonton buns on the tricycle, and said to myself, you old man is talking nonsense with his eyes open, so many wontons you tell me there are no more.

Isn't this discrimination against outsiders?

I was suddenly unhappy and said, old man, I have a lot of you for how much wontons you have, what do you mean? Don't do my business?

The old man fished out the wontons from the pot and said to me, why do young people talk so much nonsense? My family still won't sell it to you! Let's go, let's go!

It's the first time I've seen the boss who lives so big and pushes customers out. Anyway, I didn't offend you, why should others eat wontons, and I have to drink the northwest wind on the side?

The driver sighed and drank a sip of hot soup next to him, and said, old man, the taste is okay, another bowl!

The old man agreed, took down a box of wontons that had been wrapped long ago from the car, and poured it into the pot, saying while pouring it, who wants it?

This made me so angry that my nose was crooked, so many people eat wontons here, but they just don't sell them to me. There's something wrong with this old man, right?

As soon as my stubborn temper came up, the more he wouldn't let me eat it, the more I had to eat it. At that moment, I took out my wallet and said to a skinny little man with glasses next to me, brother, how much are the wontons? I'll pay double the price, you ask for an extra bowl for me!

The old man who was cooking wontons turned his head suddenly, stared at me with a smile on his face, and said, "Do you really want to eat my family's hand? ”

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