The man was dressed in black, with a cloak, a wrinkled face, and a fleshy mole on his chin.

He looks like he is in his sixties, with a short stature of five and triangular eyes, like a monkey.

He is still holding a sign with an iron mouth in his hand, and he is actually a fortune teller.

"Young man, do you have something on your mind?" The fortune teller sat down next to me.

I ignored him, the fortune teller smiled, and said: "Life in the world is unsatisfactory nine times out of ten, the old man I am the best at fortune telling, good luck and avoid evil, young man, if you want, the old man can calculate a hexagram for you for free." ”

I still ignored him, my heart was dead at the moment, and nothing could arouse my interest.

Besides, the master has an explanation, and when you meet a fortune teller, you can't tell and agree.

"Ahem......" The fortune teller coughed dryly, a little embarrassed, and continued: "Your name is Gu Zhou, right, although you have a lot of hardships and hardships in this life, you have a tough life, and there will be great blessings after the catastrophe." ”

He also said that if my life was placed in ancient times, it would definitely be a marquis and worship the prime minister, but because it was too hard, I would rather bend than bend, and in the end, I would end up in a different place.

He actually said something similar to what the master said, and I immediately raised my vigilance and said, "How do you know that my name is Gu Zhou?" ”

My voice was hoarse.

"Hehe, your name is Gu Zhou, presumably the old man is not far from ten, right?" The fortune teller smiled and said that he seemed to be very happy.

I didn't answer, the fortune teller stood up and said leisurely: "Bite off the obstacles and prosper, prison management has always relied on evidence, and the sentencing rule of law is the same in ancient and modern times." ”

After saying these four words, the fortune teller turned around and walked out of the City God Temple.

I didn't think much of it, I just thought it was a master who came to walk the streets, but he did have two brushes.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Li Guohua brought me another bowl of noodles and a bottle of water, he put it on the offering table, and said, "Gu Zhou, you should eat something, you haven't eaten or drunk for so long." ”

I hoarsely said, "Thank you, but I don't want to eat." ”

I don't have a relationship with Li Guohua, but he takes such a caring care of me, and I am very grateful to him.

"Stinky boy, Lao Tzu hasn't been here for a day, are you going to die?" There was a loud voice outside, and as soon as I heard it, I knew it was Master.

I saw Master strode in, looked at me with a gloomy face, pointed to the noodles on the offering table, and said, "Eat something and go to a place with me, and I will tell you what I need to tell you." ”

I immediately got up from the ground, wiped out a bowl of noodles, and drank another bottle of mineral water.

Master grabbed my wrist, frowned, and sat me down.

He first punctured my frayed wound with a silver needle, and then sprinkled a layer of incense ash.

"You stinky boy, it's just dead, you were actually scratched by a corpse puppet, if Lao Tzu comes a day late, your kid will die in Huangquan." Master's eyes were both reproachful and distressed.

Tears rolled in my eyes, and I choked up and said, "Master, my parents are dead, and my fourth uncle's family is also dead, is this all my fault?" ”

Master sighed and said, "This is my miscalculation, I thought that man would rely on your parents to contain you, but I didn't expect him to directly refine your parents into corpse puppets, but in this way, you have nothing to worry about, but instead make him passive, I really don't know what good it is for him to do this." ”

"But I can't blame you for this, I guess he wants to take advantage of your parents' blood relationship with you, directly start with your parents, and want you to go back to the village, but he miscalculated, you have no blood relationship with your parents."

What Master meant was that the person behind the scenes saw that I had not returned to the village for a long time, so he started the idea of my parents, but he did not know about me and my relationship with my parents.

"Yesterday, when I escaped from the fourth uncle's house, I met a strange woman, she said the same things as you said, Master, and she also said that Master knew these things better than her." I told Master everything I met yesterday about the woman wearing the mask.

As Master listened to my narration, his face changed uncertainly, and his eyebrows were about to wrinkle together.

"Who could this be? She even knew that your parents wanted to resurrect their son with sorcery. Master was a little surprised.

When I heard Master say this, I was sure that what the woman said was true.

"Are my parents really just trying to resurrect their son?" I hung my head, and if so, I was nothing more than a pawn to my parents who could be sacrificed at any time.

Master sighed and said: "That's true, you are the Chongyang Destiny, and you can indeed exchange your life for a person to return to Yang, but the price is that you will be suppressed in Tiechao Mountain forever and be burned by 3,000 lightning strikes." ”

My scalp tingles when I hear it, and I really don't know if I'm going to have a good life or a bad life.

"But the premise of the exchange of life is that you must write the document by hand, and then take your painstaking signature and draw it, and burn it to the Yin Division, and after receiving the consent of the document, the underworld will let you burn the eight characters of the person who changed your life, but only the person who has just died can exchange your life with you, and the life expectancy in exchange is only half of yours."

"That is to say, if your life is seventy years, it will only be thirty-five years after the change of life, and only the documents written by yourself will be useful if you sign and draw them with your own efforts, and those written by others will not take effect."

"Poor Dao is right, right? Li Guohua. The master glanced at Li Guohua, and Li Guohua smirked and said, "I only occasionally help Chenghuang, but I'm an errand runner, I don't know about this kind of thing." ”

I understand Master's words, I have to be willing to change my life, no wonder the man behind the scenes has never killed me.

"That's not right, their child died when he was four years old, and sixteen years have passed now, even if I exchange my life, it is impossible for him to crawl out of the grave." I scratched my head, a little confused.