Chapter 80

The house here is not big, about 20 square meters or so, the furniture and other furnishings are much more orderly than the messy shop outside, the only uncomfortable place is that the electric lights in this room are too dim, yellow and dull, and from time to time they flicker, making the whole room look a lot more evil.

At this time, the mysterious rickety old man slowly picked up a stick of incense from the wooden table in front of the shrine, and with a soft sound of "cough", the flame rose from the nozzle of the lighter, and the old man lit the incense, held it in his hand, and bowed to the idol in the shrine, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner in front of the shrine.

The whole process was silent, no one spoke, Jiang Xiaofan did not disturb the rickety old man to worship God after entering the door, but stood silently aside, waiting for the rickety old man to finish worshipping God.

In the inner room, after being quiet for a long time, the rickety old man turned around slowly, stared at Jiang Xiaofan and said, "Young man, if you want to ask anything, just ask." ”

"Who the hell are you, old man? What the hell do you know? Jiang Xiaofan looked furious, and asked without hesitation: "And what do you mean by the injustice?" Is it a ghostly spirit? ”

When the rickety old man heard this, she was silent, a trace of remembrance appeared on the old man's face, she did not immediately answer Jiang Xiaofan's words, but turned around indifferently, bent down, slowly opened the tablecloth under the shrine, and took out a crumpled gray cloth from it, she took this gray cloth, stood up straight slowly, turned around, and stretched out directly in front of Jiang Xiaofan.

With the help of dim light, Jiang Xiaofan's gaze fell on the unfolded gray cloth, which was very long and rectangular, with a pair of couplets written vigorously and powerfully on it.

"God counts good and bad. Pinching his fingers and being fierce...... The iron mouth is broken! ”

Jiang Xiaofan read out this couplet in a low voice, and his brows suddenly furrowed, the rickety old man in front of him. It turned out to be a fortune-telling 'sir', and it seemed to be a fortune-telling 'sir' with real materials.

"As you can see, twenty years ago I was a fortune teller. So many things about you, I can know a little bit of wait-and-see, but ......" the rickety old man looked embarrassed. She shook her head and sighed: "It's just that your face, numerology, yin and yang are too strange, the old woman has lived in the world for decades, and she has never seen a strange person like you!" In terms of physiognomy, it is clearly said that you will be mediocre and work hard all your life. But your hall is extremely bright, which clearly means that you are blessed with good fortune and good things. ”

"And your numerology is more strange than your face, according to your numerology, you should have lost your soul by now. In other words, you should have become an unconscious vegetative person, but now you are alive and well, countless times harder than ordinary people, and even ...... I can't even deduce when you're dead! ”

Speaking of this, the rickety old man's eyes froze, staring at Jiang Xiaofan with burning eyes, as if she wanted to see him through thoroughly, however, in the end, she still shook her head helplessly and sighed, and after a deep groan, she slowly continued: "As for the yin and yang qi in your body, it is even more strange, you have a strong yin qi around you, but what is hidden under this yin qi is even more intense, comparable to the yang energy of the sun, I can't imagine why you have such a domineering and fierce yang energy, ordinary people have your body of yang energy, and they have already died because of self-immolation of the body." and you ......! As for your yin qi, if I didn't make a mistake, it should have originated from the ghost around you. ”

At this time, the cloudy eyes of the rickety old man suddenly lit up, and she suddenly realized: "Could it be ...... Could it be that you rely on the yin energy of ghosts to suppress the yang energy in your body? ”

Without waiting for Jiang Xiaofan to answer, she said to herself again: "No wonder you didn't burn yourself to death because of too much yang energy, it turned out that you were raising ghosts, anyway, ghost spirits can't hurt you, and they can help you suppress yang energy, it's a good calculation!" ”

Hearing the rickety old man's eloquent words, Jiang Xiaofan's heart couldn't help but feel a little relieved, he thought that this old lady really saw what was going on in him, but it turned out that she only noticed his abnormality, and did not discover the big secret in his body.

"Looks like I'm overthinking."

Jiang Xiaofan shook his head, and his gaze at the rickety old man was not as cold as before, but much softer, this is a strange person with real skills, and he has never discovered his true secret, but he can make friends, maybe he will help him a lot in the future.

"Didn't ask the old lady for her name?"

Jiang Xiaofan changed his normal behavior, and asked the rickety old man with a fist very politely.

However, the rickety old man grinned, quite sarcastically, and she said, "Young man, but the old woman has said a lot of things about you? You don't talk nonsense when you see the old woman, that's why it's polite, right? Sure enough, even if you are a strange person with strange numerology, living in this impetuous and realistic world, it is inevitable that you will fall into clichés. ”

As she spoke, she couldn't help but shake her head and sigh: "Alas, that's it, that's it! It's fate that we can meet today, so you can call the old woman Longpo. “

"Long Po?" Jiang Xiaofan muttered secretly.

At this moment, the old voice of the dragon woman came again: "Young man, what is your name?" Maybe tell the old woman to hear it? ”

Jiang Xiaofan smiled when he heard this, and introduced himself: "Long Po, boy, Jiang Xiaofan!" The river of the big river, the small of the size, the extraordinary of the ordinary! ”

"Jiang Xiaofan?" Long Po muttered in a low voice, and then she nodded and said, "Sure enough, it's a good name, Xiaofan Xiaofan, that's a big extraordinary!" It's really worthy of your peculiar and extraordinary personality! ”

After a pause, Long Po spoke again: "Xiao Fan...... You wouldn't mind if I called you that, would you? ”

Jiang Xiaofan smiled casually: "Don't mind, Long Po, what do you want to say, but it's okay to talk about it." ”

"Xiao Fan, if you and I can meet today, it can be regarded as an angel, maybe in the dark, fate wants me to warn you." Long Po said sarcastically: "Although your life is extraordinary, but the smell of blood on your hands is too strong, you better create less killing karma, otherwise, you will be haunted by injustice sooner or later, even if I can't deduce your lifespan, if you continue like this, sooner or later you will commit seven killings, and the rest of your body will only be spent in pain!" ”

Jiang Xiaofan frowned deeply, and asked in a deep voice, "Unjust? What are the injustices you are referring to, the unjust souls of those who died at my hands? ”

Long Po shook her head and said: "What exactly is the injustice, it varies from person to person, but the injustice that appears on you will definitely not be as simple as the soul possessing and asking for your life, if I am not mistaken, those injustices have begun to show signs in you, you should think about what is abnormal in you in the past few days." ”

"Anomaly?" Jiang Xiaofan's brows gathered deeper and deeper, he thought back to the bits and pieces of this time, it seems that there is nothing abnormal, the days have passed, and good things have continued, he only earned nearly 400 million today, after thinking for a while, he shook his head and said: "I am very good during this time, better than any time, nothing abnormal happens." ”

"That's weird." A trace of doubt appeared on Long Po's face: "Although I can't figure out your fate, I can still see some fur, judging from the bloody aura lingering on your hands, your injustices have begun to find you, it is impossible that there is no abnormality, you think about it carefully, otherwise I really can't help you, wife." ”

Seeing that Long Po was so careless, Jiang Xiaofan didn't dare to slack off, and he carefully recalled the experience during this time again, however, he still didn't find anything abnormal about him.

At this time, Long Po reminded on the side: "It doesn't have to be a physical abnormality, sometimes, these injustices prefer to burst out from the heart!" ”

As Long Po's words fell, Jiang Xiaofan's pupils suddenly constricted, and he finally noticed a trace of abnormality, which seemed to be ...... It seems that during this time, his temper has become more and more irritable, and... And the murderous intent is also bigger than before, I don't know how to go, if something goes wrong, he will move the killing intent, which is completely two people compared to him before.

"How? Did you find out? Long Po asked from the side.

Jiang Xiaofan nodded with a solemn face, and then, he bluntly told this Long Po about his discovery.

"Alas......" After listening to Jiang Xiaofan's words, Long Po shook her head and sighed, sighing: "It's really a bad mood, and the retribution is not happy!" ”

"Xiao Fan, you really have to create less karma! If you continue like this, sooner or later you will lose yourself and become a madman who can only kill, this injustice, it seems that I can't help you, everything is up to you, that's all, you can think about it yourself. ”

After speaking, Long Po shook her head and sighed again, turned around and walked slowly and slowly towards the inside and outside of the room.

Jiang Xiaofan stood stunned in place, chewing on the advice of the dragon woman in his mind, and after a long time, he sighed and walked out of the back room.

……

The moon is high and the stars are dotted.

In the villa, a black wooden coffin was quietly placed in the room on the third floor dedicated to Xiao Qianlingtai, Jiang Xiaofan on the side patted the dust in his hands and wiped the sweat on his forehead, this coffin was bought by him from Long Po, I heard that Long Po said that using this coffin to place the bones would be of great benefit to the ghosts he raised, of course, what benefits Xiao Qian would get, Jiang Xiaofan was not very clear.

"Thank you."

Xiao Qian stood quietly beside Jiang Xiaofan, with two lines of tears on her cheeks, and she stared at Jiang Xiaofan's face with great gratitude.

Jiang Xiaofan scratched his head and smiled, and said, "No need, I promised you before, and I will only implement it for you now, don't blame me for forgetting this stubble some time ago." ”

"How could I blame you, you ......" Before Xiaoqian's words were finished, Jiang Xiaofan stretched out his hand and interrupted with a smile: "Anla, Anla, let's not say those kind words, now that I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep, you can go about your own business." ”

After speaking, Jiang Xiaofan waved his hand at Xiao Qian, walked out of the room, and returned to the bedroom on the second floor.

On the soft bed, Jiang Xiaofan's words of admonition were still echoing in his mind, but he couldn't help but feel upset when he thought of playing two more games tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

"Alas, while telling me not to kill, but at the same time because I promised to finish the race, but I didn't kill, I had a headache ......" (To be continued.) )