Chapter 1 The Fortune Teller
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In the early morning of this day, the people who were about to go to work found that there was a simple stall on the side of the road not far from the station, and two signboards made of white cloth were fluttering in the wind behind a desk, which read: "Split Kunshan and divide the stone and jade, and see through the sea to argue about the fish and dragon!"
An old man wearing an antique gray cloth robe and white hair was sitting behind the stall, but there was some meaning of fairy wind and bones, but his eyes were dripping and turning, looking very smart, and there was no calm taste at all.
In today's society, there are still a few people who believe this, especially when they are in a hurry to get to work, and no one cares about this kind of wild stall.
Although no one cared about it, the fortune teller was not in a hurry, he didn't even shout, the old god was still there, as if he had set up a stall early in the morning, just to sit there.
As an old bus came and went, the station immediately became deserted, but the old man had no intention of leaving, but the rhythm of his fingers tapping his knees slowly increased, and there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes, "It should have appeared! Is it a joke this time?"
The old man was there to be bored, but he saw a young man waving his hand and rushing out of the village, this man was wearing a slightly old jean's suit, and kept shouting something, obviously beckoning the bus to stop, seeing that the car had no intention of stopping at all, his speed also slowed down, and it seemed that he had given up.
Seeing this young man, the old man raised his eyebrows after the stall, his eyes immediately lit up, and the muscles on his face twitched a few times, and at this moment the young man held his knees with both hands, panting heavily, looking at the car that was gradually moving away with a depressed face, and his brows were tightly locked.
"Young man, I see that your bones are strange and your face is extraordinary, do you want to be a real person to calculate a hexagram for you?"
"Huh?" Luo Tian turned his head, only to realize that there was an extra fortune teller here, and then turned his head away, "No need!
"Look at what I said, there are gods three feet above my head, and young people don't believe it, but they don't want to say that!" The old man's face was as happy as a chrysanthemum, and his two hands rubbed each other, "Look at it, it will take half an hour for the bus to arrive after work, and this time is the best time to calculate a hexagram!"
"No money!" Luo Tian said stiffly, he was annoyed that he had missed the bus, where was he in the mood to pay attention to this kind of fortune teller, and turned around and walked in the other direction.
"Don't want money!" The old man grabbed Luo Tian's hand, "Don't go, young man, seeing each other is fate, this hexagram is free!"
Luo Tian was stunned for a moment, there is still no money in these years? After a little hesitation, he found that the old man had already grabbed his hand, and then looked at the old man's face like a chrysanthemum, and that eager eyes, he suddenly thought of something, and his body trembled violently, "Get out!
After that, he broke free of the old man's hand, turned around and ran towards the next station, he didn't want to have anything to do with the old man who looked squinting, even if he was tired and ran for a stop, he admitted it.
The old man didn't catch up, he just stood there, his right hand touched his long hair, and a chrysanthemum bloomed on his face again, but the smile was a little more obscene for some reason, "Sure enough, now that you found it, can you run?"
With a flick of his fingers, a drop of something like a drop of water flew out of his fingertips, instantly landed on the back of Luo Tian's neck, and then disappeared.
Looking at Luo Tian's flying back, the old man's face was refreshed, with a wave of his big sleeves, he didn't even want the stall, and walked briskly towards the outside of the village, but he only took a few steps, and the space around his body twisted strangely a few times, and then returned to normal, but the old man was gone, leaving only the two signboards still fluttering slowly with the morning breeze.
No one noticed all this, let alone Luo Tian, who was galloping, even if he didn't meet this strange old man, he had to try to catch up with this car, and if he was late, he would have to deduct fifty yuan, which was a whole box of instant noodles, for him, this was the most important thing.
In the huge city, everyone is working hard to survive or live a better life, slowly consuming their energy or physical strength, for ordinary people, exhaustion is just for three meals a day, Luo Tian is one of them, he finished work and returned to his nest, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening.
After a whole day of high-intensity physical labor, he didn't even have any strength now, and if it weren't for the rumbling stomach reminding him from time to time, he really wanted to just fall asleep.
"Squeak!~" A piercing sound sounded, the water in the electric kettle boiled, Luo Tian struggled to sit up, picked up the kettle, and poured the boiling water into the lunch box, where two packs of instant noodles had already been placed, this was his dinner, buckled the lid, and looked at the rising water vapor.
He was an orphan, and with the financial support of well-wishers and student loans, he finally completed his university studies, but soon he found that if there was no relationship, it would be impossible for him to find a suitable job in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.
If it weren't for the fact that he worked as a part-time sanda team sparring partner in college, which gave him a good body, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to do this job, but even after two years of doing this, he still didn't pay off the loan he owed to the school.
"Hey, when is this day?" The familiar taste of instant noodles slowly spread in the room, Luo Tian's appetite churned a little, and now for him, eating this thing is completely a task.
"Boom!" Just as he was about to start the meal, a roar suddenly exploded in his ears, so frightened that Luo Tian almost threw the spoon in his hand to the ground, "Damn!
Turning his head to look out the window, with just one glance, Luo Tian's mouth opened wide, and the spoon in his hand slowly slipped off and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
A milky white light in the sky was rapidly expanding in front of his eyes, and Luo Tian's face suddenly turned pale, "Damn, what is this?"
It was a funnel-shaped hole, and the colorful light flickered in the hole, like a dream, and it was particularly conspicuous in the dark night sky, and the white light shot out from there, enveloping Luo Tian in just a moment.
A phantom shadow swayed from the top of Luo Tian's head, and quickly floated towards the entrance of the cave along the white light, and a miserable scream rang out violently, "Damn, Lao Tzu's instant noodles!"
This strange image doesn't seem to be discovered by ordinary people, and the scream naturally didn't cause any commotion, but a few black lines floated on the head of an old man with fairy wind bones, and his face was distorted, and he was almost planted from the roof without being stimulated by that sentence.
"Damn, is this the man of destiny!Why is it so unreliable?" the old man's originally smart eyes were a little dull, "Could it be that I have been waiting for hundreds of years to come to such a good thing?"
Seeing that the phantom was about to disappear into the passage, the old man gritted his teeth, "it!
After saying that, he no longer hesitated, his body flickered, and the whole figure distorted, and the next moment, he had turned into a point of light, appeared behind Luo Tian's phantom, and directly submerged into it.
Then, the passage squirmed slightly, then slowly dissipated, and the night sky returned to calm as if nothing had happened.
Luo Tian in the room still had his mouth open, but his eyes had become extremely hollow, the moment the light hole disappeared, his body suddenly fell soft on the bed, and the box of instant noodles on the table was still bubbling wisps of heat, and slowly, even the heat disappeared.