After Xie Ling finished speaking, he picked up the pen on the fortune teller's hexagram stall and wrote a line on the paper.

When she wrote, her hands were pressed very low, and the old man was only allowed to read them.

The old man glanced at it, a puzzled expression on his face, and then he quickly pinched his fingers and calculated. He whispered in his mouth: "The meridian is against each other, the ugly is not against each other, and the Yin Shen is against each other......"

Before the six chongs were finished, the fortune teller spurted out a mouthful of blood. After spraying blood, he didn't wipe it, and directly crumpled the paper he wrote on and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Why don't you continue to forget it?" Xie Ling asked coldly.

"Girl, no, aunt, ancestor, little old man is wrong. Tomorrow I will close the door and leave the country, and I will no longer tell fortunes in this life! The fortune teller had a bitter look on his face, so he sent Xie Ling to kowtow.

This surprised me, I'm okay, after all, I have already seen Xie Ling's methods, and my brother-in-law also mentioned it to me in advance, saying that Xie Ling must not be underestimated.

Zhang Ming was completely shocked.

In addition to the shock, it is a touch of joy from the heart. For him, the bigger Xie Ling's ability, the better, and the bigger his survival rate, the higher his survival rate.

Besides, when he took the art apprentice Liu Laodao, he was only willing to accept him as a registered disciple, but this Xie Ling was a personal disciple, and he was also a closed disciple.

That's a real thigh!

Zhang Ming's Mai Shrine was not rented, but bought it in one fell swoop with his savings over the years. Downstairs is a 100-square-meter storefront, and the upper floor is a standard three-bedroom house.

The decoration is very exquisite, the furniture is fashionable, and the lighting is luxurious. Xie Ling and I have never lived in such a good house, and we are very envious.

Zhang Ming said with a hateful face that the reason why he spent so much effort to decorate the house was originally intended to be used as a wedding room. Who knew that the woman ran away with a little white face the day before she got married. He usually doesn't live here, for fear of touching the scene.

Zhang Ming knew that we were working the long-distance train and needed to take a good rest, so after explaining, he went downstairs to the store and stared at it. While the words on his face may surprise customers, it's much better than a sanitary napkin on his head.

Besides, how many of them are decent?

The corpse chasers in Xiangxi are wearing shrouds, the heirs of the Miaojiang Witch Gu are coiled with poisonous insects, and the most palpitating Zhu Youke descendants, their bodies are half alive and half dead, half alive and half rotten, and they look even more disgusting.

After Zhang Ming left, I immediately began to ask Xie Ling: "Your Excellency, why can't your life count?" That old man is not lightly scared by you. ”

It's not good to snoop on other people's privacy, but the terrifying expression of the fortune teller has been deeply imprinted in my mind. I think if I don't ask clearly, I'm afraid it will be on my mind for a long time.

And it will also affect the relationship between me and Xie Ling, once there is a secret between people, they will always become alienated unconsciously. I don't want to be estranged from Xie Ling, I actually agree with her idea of treating me as Yang Guo deep down...... It's just that I've got it as white as frost.

"If someone asked me, I wouldn't say it. Not to hide it deliberately, but to know that it will bring disaster to them. If you ask, I will tell you, and I will carry a calamity for you. When Xie Ling said this, his big black and white eyes became dark and deep.

Her life has to start with all the gold.

There are four pillars in the eight characters, which are the year, month, time and day.

Xie Ling's eight characters and four golds are extremely hard, and they can be called soldiers in the world.

Gengjin dominates the authority of heaven and earth, and the war between the masters. In the sky is the wind sword and frost sword, cold and solemn, in the ground is gold and iron, Zheng Zheng iron bones, become yang gold.

Xie Ling said that if it weren't for the fact that she was a girl, this kind of eight-character all-gold life would not have survived her mother's womb, because she was not a person favored by God.

When she was born, she killed two newborns in the same delivery room, her mother was sent to the intensive care unit after giving birth, and her father was seriously injured when he went out to buy her milk powder.

At this time, Liu Laodao happened to travel here, pinching his fingers and knowing that a disaster star was born. Liu Laodao's ability is not known to be many times higher than that of the fortune teller, but despite this, fortune-telling for Xie Ling also caused him to be seriously injured, and he fell from the seventh rank of true qi to the sixth grade.

Liu Laodao gave Xie Ling's family a large sum of money for treatment, and told them that this child could not stay by his side to support his parents, and he was willing to raise her.

After obtaining the consent of Xie Ling's family, Liu Laodao took Xie Ling away.

Originally, Yiliu Laodao's lazy character, if it weren't for the help of incense to let Xie Ling grow up safely, he would definitely not want to create Guiyun Temple.

At the very beginning, the incense of Guiyunguan was very prosperous, but later because the power of the incense was all used on Xie Ling, it was not as good as day by day. By the time I got up the mountain, I was completely finished.

Fortunately, at this time, Xie Ling's life and soul had stabilized, and the more learned Dao skills were enough to protect himself.

"When I wrote on my brother's face, I once said that God owes me three lives and three lives, because my first three lives were like this. My first three lives were even more pitiful than this life, they were all men, and my mother's womb didn't come out! ”

After listening to Xie Ling's life experience, I can understand why she has such a powerful aura.

Drinking through Lin Xiaoguang's yin body in one word is not only the credit of her true qi, but also related to her own fighting qi.

But I thought of a question, since Xie Ling knew that her life was like this, why did she still have a childlike affection for me?

said that he would marry me when he grew up, can he marry someone in this life?

"Apprentice, you are different, I can't marry others but can marry you. Don't take what I said when I came down the mountain as childish words, I am determined to be your wife when I grow up. As if he had seen through my thoughts, Xie Ling whispered, and his face turned red after speaking.

"Why?"

"I don't know, anyway, Master told me when he left Guiyunguan."

"Alright, Your Excellency. But you also know that I am as white as frost. ”

"Life is too short, and the merits needed to redeem the fox are incalculable, I'm afraid that you may not be able to help her find a glimmer of life in this life......"

Probably knowing that her words would seriously undermine my confidence, she went to the shower after saying that, leaving me alone in the living room.

Yes, life is short.

Not to mention whether I can accumulate enough merit, even if I can complete it in my lifetime, I am afraid that I will already have gray hair and a white cane, and I will cross the hill by then.

In the era of the end of the law, cultivation can at most raise the true qi to the ninth rank of true qi, and it cannot break through the realm of Yuan Qi, let alone cultivate divine power.

And under the divine power, there is no way to avoid the restriction of longevity.

What Xie Ling said was exactly what I had been worried about in my heart, but I had been deliberately ignoring it.

However, I was not reconciled.

I am unwilling to live with her all the time, but I can't wait for her to wake up for the rest of my life.

Between me and Bai Rushuang, there are still many things that have not been done, and there are still many things that have not been finished.

Fortunately, she made her heart clear and clear before she died.

What about me?

Have I ever confessed to her?

The love I want is not parting, but spending time together.

When Xie Ling came out, I was still in a daze, and then she silently chose a room to rest.

Alas, let it be the fate of heaven and do your best.

Xie Ling and I were also really tired, and we didn't wake up until mid-afternoon. When I went downstairs to the store, I happened to see someone talking to Zhang Ming.

The man was not a client, but a yin man, a corpse chaser.

He was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, and his voice was hoarse.

He was wearing a black dress and black pants, and he could smell the earthy smell from a distance, as well as the faint smell of rotting corpses. Needless to say, his outfit must have been made of shroud.

There are no shrouds in modern society, they are all antiquities that have been handed down.

The ancients went on expeditions, and when they died, they wrapped them in black cloth and buried them on the spot. This kind of black cloth absorbs the heroic soul of the soldiers, and it is full of evil spirits, which can deter yin spirits and evil spirits.

However, clothes made of shrouds can only be worn by corpse chasers, and if ordinary people wear them, they will definitely not survive for seven days.

Seeing Xie Ling and I coming down from the upper floor, the young corpse chaser stopped talking, leaned into Zhang Ming's ear and whispered a few times before leaving.

After he left, Zhang Ming didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and his face was full of sadness.

"Senior sister, I know why Chen Zhaodi became a red soul, she died unjustly! And I deserve heavenly punishment! ”

As soon as Zhang Ming finished speaking, there was a muffled thunder in the sky outside.

At the same time, Xie Ling's body shook, his little face became extremely pale, and a deep fear flowed from his eyes......