My name is Zhang Yang, fortune teller looks at feng shui, batches of eight characters and four columns, as long as I am willing and you can afford the price, I will accept it.

I was born in a coffin in the middle of July, and my mother, who was still basking in the grain when she was pregnant with me, was struck by lightning on the roof, and half of her body was scorched beyond recognition.

This was extremely ominous in my hometown, and that night I nailed the lid of the coffin and invited the Taoist chief of the most famous temple in the area to perform the ceremony, but in the middle of the night my cry came from the coffin.

That night, it was said that the cats and dogs in the village kept barking, but when my cry came out, all the cats, dogs and chickens were quiet.

At that time, everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to open the coffin, and the Taoist priest was forced to open the coffin, but after the coffin was opened, even the Taoist priest didn't dare to hug me and say that I was too angry.

In the end, it was my grandmother, who thought of her grandson who was crazy, who carried me out of the coffin, but when she saw that I was a person who didn't carry a handle, she regretted it.

The famous Taoist priest didn't even say hello to my family that night, and left directly. And I kept crying, no matter how much I coaxed.

By the time it was almost dawn, I was already crying hoarsely, only sobbing quietly, and I was about to die, and my grandmother saw me like this, and she just said that she was really not a person who would not enter his house, and she would not be able to live if she was carried out.

Just as I was about to be nailed back to the coffin, a blind man came to my house, and as soon as he picked me up, I stopped crying. Then it is said that for a small amount of money I was taken away by this blind man, and I have been following him ever since.

The previous ones were all told to me by the blind man, that is, my current master, the master has no name, and everyone in the industry calls him the black blind man, of course, no one dares to call him to his face, and he is usually called Mr. Hei.

For as long as I can remember, there have been different people coming and going in Master's house, and it wasn't until I was sensible that I realized that those were not people.

And I can know that these are not people, and I have to start with one thing.

Master couldn't see it, so he had to let me hold the pole for him when he went out, and he usually stayed at home. And my uncle often comes to the house, and he will bring me a lot of things, so I like him very much.

Once he told Master to take me to play, but Master didn't want me to go, but I clamored to go, so I had to ask Uncle Shi to take me away.

Uncle Shi took me to eat delicious food, and played around, but in the evening he took me to a clearing, saying that he wanted to play with me to find cats, and put me in a strange circle, with a lot of white poles inserted around me, saying that someone would come to me later.

Since I was a child, although there were people coming and going in Master's house, no one played with me, and I was very happy when I heard about it, so I stayed in that circle stupidly.

Uncle Shi handed me a bronze mirror again, saying that if there are many people who find me, and if they are afraid, let me take out the bronze mirror to look at them, so that he will come.

I nodded, but waited until I was almost asleep, and no one came looking for me.

Just as I was about to go from the circle to find my uncle, a figure suddenly flashed in the empty clearing, and many strange people appeared in front of me.

These people wore strange clothes, not like the ones we wear now, and even more ridiculously some of them had the same long braids as they did on TV. I saw that someone was really looking for me, and I smiled at them, wanting to wait for more people to come to me.

Then a man with braided hair smiled at me, looked at me with his eyes open, and ran up to me with a hand like a dead branch.

The hand was so cold that I was smart, and the others followed suit, circling around the crowd with the look I had when I looked at the popsicle.

I didn't know what to do, so I stretched out my hand to take them, but the pigtailed man looked stunned, opened his mouth and bit my wrist.

As soon as my wrist was cold, I was so frightened that I cried, but the man with long braids screamed and let go of my wrist as if he had been burned by something.

I was so frightened that I even cried and forgot to forget, and looked at the man in a daze, only to see that his shriveled lips were all burned black at this time, and a puff of black smoke came out of his mouth wide open, and the whole tongue was completely gone, and then the flesh on his face disappeared quickly, revealing empty gums.

The man's eyes were full of anger, and he yelled at the others, and my ears hurt. I only saw those people rushing towards me, and I could only scream in fright when I opened my eyes wide, and I had completely forgotten the bronze mirror that my uncle gave me.

Seeing those people holding hundreds of hands towards me, I was completely blinded by fright, just screaming at the top of my throat, only to feel a sharp pain in my eyes, and then a red light flashed in front of my eyes, and the person was shone by the red light as if burning, making a sizzling sound. Something roared through the clearing, and the men gasped hoarsely like their braids.

"Yin and yang are separated, each has its own way, each has its own place, and you still don't retreat!"

At this time, I listened to Master's voice coming from outside, with the sound of his pillars and the hoarse sound of a broken bell.

The man who was burned beyond recognition by my blood looked at the master coldly, and then looked at me again, but his tongueless mouth was still gloomy and said: "You said that each has its own way, each in his place, and we have a good place to live, but you want to occupy it." ”

I sat in the circle and listened to the master sigh helplessly and said, "You practice magic and stay in the world for a long time, it is not a place to return, if you practice with peace of mind and do not disturb the people's livelihood, it is nothing, but you have killed nearly 100 people, which is not tolerated for you." ”

"Huh! Are you trying to ask about sin now? How else would I have given such a good bait! The man pointed at me sharply.

I was so frightened by his unrecognizable appearance that I didn't even dare to squeak, but the others licked their tongues and looked at me, looking like they were going to eat me.

At this time, the front of my eyes was no longer red, but I was still in so much pain that I couldn't even open my eyes. Although I couldn't open my eyes, I could feel a chill surrounding me, just like opening the freezer at Grandma Chen's house, but it was dozens of times colder.

"You dare!" Then I heard a shout from Master, and the bronze mirror I had been holding jumped up from my knees.

I tried to open my eyes in pain, only to see that the clothes of the people around me had become tattered, and the exposed hands were only empty hand skeletons, and drops of disgusting black liquid were dripping from the blackened fingers.

My face was covered by the yellow hair, but under that hair were a pair of green eyes, except for the one who was looking at Master with long braids, everyone else was holding my arms or legs with their claws.

My half-squinted eyes were in sharp pain, and there was a red light in front of me, and even I felt a burst of heat on my face, and then I didn't know anything.

Later, this matter was completely resolved, and I really learned the current things, and Master Fu took me to this vacant land, which was a hundred-year-old place where corpses were hidden, and it was the ancestral tomb of a large family in Huaihua.

It is said that there were great people in the ancestors, and there were even strange arts, and the family has been prosperous, and all the dead people in the clan are buried in this ancestral grave. But later, there were more people, and there were more people going out, and I slowly forgot the rules handed down by my ancestors.

Now that the information is developed, no one believes in the ghosts and gods, and the price of land has risen, there are always some unangry people in that clan who have begun to clamoring to sell the land that has not been buried for an unknown amount of time.

Unexpectedly, the cemetery was originally a small hillside, after the real estate developer bought it, dug out hundreds of coffins, all pulled aside and burned, as a result, that night, together with the villagers under the mountain, the construction personnel, and the people who were clamoring to sell the land, all of them were black and flowing with black water, and before dawn, the whole body turned into a pool of black water and died.

The real estate developer was reluctant to invest the money, so Uncle Shi took over the business, but in the end he knew that he couldn't take it, and Master didn't want to mess with it.

For the sake of the signboard, Uncle Shi thought of using me as an introduction and set up a formation to subdue, but fortunately Master came early, otherwise Uncle Shi would probably have to be reimbursed there.

Of course, my uncle also got a lot of money, and later boasted to me that he knew that I was born different, and even if I was only three years old at that time, my master would definitely come to save me.

After this time, Master never let him in until he received his first order of business since I can remember.

As mentioned earlier, Master has almost no business to come to his door, but it is not without business. Our industry is like this, we don't open for three years, we open for three years, even if there is business to come to the door, there are also taboos and doorways, so not all business is accepted.

When I was five years old, Master was teaching me to memorize the 64 hexagrams, and a red Santa pulled into the narrow alley of Elm Bay.

The car stopped directly at the door of Master's shop, and a man in a black suit with a black face ran in a panic.

Without saying a word, he knelt down in front of the master. Behind him was a big man in black, carrying a box on the table in front of me, and when he opened it, it was neatly stacked with green hundred-dollar bills.