Old Man Hong's cloudy eyes seemed to be much clearer, and he looked at the long line of guests in front of his stall somewhat silently.

They all had worries and uneasiness on their faces, and awe, respect, and hope in their eyes.

They are like birds and beasts that have left their familiar environment, at a loss, with nothing to rely on, and the only one who can be pinned on and expected is him.

They want him to save them!

“…… Master Hong, please give us some guidance, please give us salvation. ”

Probably after guiding the believer who had already left, Old Man Hong had not spoken for a long time,

I haven't told the next person to sit down,

The believer who was in front of the stall lowered his body a little more and said to Old Man Hong with some caution.

"Pointing out the maze? Redemption ......"

Old man Hong muttered these two words, and his eyes inexplicably showed some sadness.

He is a surrogate of fate, he knows and feels more than most.

When the world is overturned here, I am more awake to the consciousness of 'Old Man Hong', and I am naturally a little sad.

He could feel that his fate was coming to an end,

The people in front of him are struggling with the fate of the end...... Maybe they don't even realize it.

It was like a rolling torrent, they were swept away in the torrent, and the hand that poked out of the torrent finally headed in the direction of Old Man Hong.

Put your only hope in him.

But they don't know that he is actually in this end of fate, in the torrent here.

"Master Hong?"

The guests standing in front of the booth didn't understand Old Man Hong's inexplicable expression and reaction.

After Old Man Hong was a little distracted, he shouted more carefully.

"Master Hong......"

Old man Hong repeated the sentence again,

"What's the problem? Master Hong? ”

The guests were puzzled, even a little nervous and panicked, unsure if they had done something wrong.

“…… No. Sit down. ”

After Old Man Hong silently repeated the name of this believer to him,

After a pause, he shook his head and moved the stool in front of the stall.

"Thank you, Master Hong."

This is a middle-aged man, wearing thick clothes, but he doesn't bring an umbrella.

At this time, he was already drenched in rain, listening to Master Hong's greeting, and sat down with some trepidation,

"Are you cold?"

Old man Hong looked at the middle-aged man's soaked clothes and said a little more about it.

"Lukewarm......

The middle-aged man was even more frightened and hurriedly shook his head.

“……”

"Old woman, go buy some umbrellas and cover these believers."

Old man Hong paused, turned to his wife and said.

His wife looked at him, was silent, and then didn't speak, just got up.

However, the middle-aged man sitting in front of the stall, lined up with those guests, hurriedly said,

"No, no...... If you want to buy an umbrella, we also buy it ourselves, so why don't you use Master Hong's busy work. We shelter ourselves from the rain and find our own umbrellas, Master Hong, you don't have an umbrella to cover the rain. ”

“…… Then go and buy it yourself. ”

Old man Hong was silent, paused, and nodded.

Listening to Master Hong's words, some people who had been lining up in the rain before left the team.

Running straight to the convenience store across the street,

Soon I bought some umbrellas and came back, and there were more,

also put an umbrella on Old Man Hong.

The rain was falling outside the umbrella, and Old Man Hong was talking to the guest under the umbrella.

“…… Master Hong, I beg your guidance. ”

"I have parents who live in my hometown hundreds of kilometers away from Wang'an City, and they called back the day before yesterday to say that there was a big flood in their home and that they had been evacuated from their village.

Yesterday, the phone suddenly didn't work, and there was no call from my parents, and I read the news that my house was flooded. ”

"I wanted to go back, but the flooding was so bad that the traffic was cut off...... Master Qiu Hong told me about the safety of my parents, where they are, and how is the situation......

The guest behind him helped hold the umbrella, and the middle-aged man had red eyes under the umbrella, and said to the old man Hong, and then begged.

“…… Also, if you find them, should you come here...... Now it seems that everything is suffering, and Wang'an City has been flooded before, and I am afraid that the water will rise again after that...... I hope Master Hong will give advice, and I hope Master Hong will tell. ”

Some of the guests in line at the back also looked at this side when they heard the words of the middle-aged man.

They trusted Him and believed that He could give them salvation in times of distress and pain.

After hearing this, Old Man Hong didn't speak again, and was silent for a long time.

just looked at the grief-stricken middle-aged man, and then looked at the cramped figures in line.

……

Here, Jing Chen noticed that something was wrong with this fate agent and Old Man Hong, so he kept looking at the situation over there.

Old man Hong is obviously a little different from the previous 'fate agent' who has been smiling.

Old man Hong has been silent in the face of the fate believers in his stall,

The waiting believers of fate did not dare to disturb, so they could only wait quietly.

Jing Chen never looked away.

Finally, the old man Hong over there made another move.

He raised his head slightly,

Looking out of the umbrella, it is like looking at the sky and the rain.

“…… Lord, please give your humble believers more of your glory. ”

Old man Hong's eyes flickered, and he muttered again.

At this moment, he is the agent of destiny and 'Master Hong'.

Since they call him Master Hong, then he will give them salvation.

Lowering his head again, Old Man Hong's eyes were clear, and he looked at the middle-aged man and spoke again.

“…… Don't worry, your parents have a lot of things going on, but they are in a hurry and don't bother to call you, and when they find a stable place and settle down, they will naturally report peace to you. ”

“…… Here, although it rains heavily, the rain will eventually stop, and there will be no more heavy flooding, and if your parents want to, you can bring them in and take care of them. ”

Old man Hong's words seemed to be appeased.

The middle-aged man who trusted Master Hong and pinned his hopes on listened to Master Hong's words but was relieved.

He let out a long breath, and the redness around his eyes slowly faded a little.

"Master Hong...... Thank you, Master Hong......"

Hurriedly thanked and thanked again and again, and said it again and again, so as not to delay the time of the next guest to get up and leave,

But at this time, Old Man Hong stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm.

"Don't leave in a hurry."

The middle-aged man who was half-up was taken back to the stool by Old Man Hong, turned his head, and showed some doubts in his eyes.

When he was in line, he saw that the people in front of him had never been held back like this.

Nothing like this had ever happened when he came before.

"You sit down first."

"Master Hong has anything else to remind me? Master Qiu Hong's guidance ......"

The middle-aged man who came back to his senses was a little nervous again, and hurriedly asked.

Old man Hong shook his head, then looked at the middle-aged man and paused, and then said,

"You haven't eaten dinner yet, you leave for a while, the rain hasn't stopped, you borrow an umbrella from the other guests, walk to a noodle restaurant, and you have dinner."

"During dinner, you called your wife and told her that she was safe...... After dinner, hailing a taxi, you rush home. ”

"When you get home, your wife is waiting for you at home...... After talking a few words, you look out the window and see that the heavy rain outside the window has slowly stopped...... Cough...... Ahem......"

Old man Hong stared at the middle-aged man and said something in detail,

But these ordinary words, Old Man Hong said, seemed to be very laborious, even painful,

The more you go to the back, the slower it gets.

"The next day, you woke up early. Just in time for a break, you are going to take the child to the zoo, but the child is in bed, and your family will not go out until after ten o'clock......"

Listening to the narration, the middle-aged man had some doubts in his eyes at first, and then gradually the doubts faded, and his face became calm, listening quietly and carefully.

The old man spoke more and more difficultly.

It's more like an arrangement than a pointer. It's more like making up fate than guiding fate.

It seems to be straightening, following the silk thread of fate, and changing the direction of the silk thread.

This is a fate agent actively exercising his powers, this is the struggle of a fate agent.

In response to the trust these figures place in him, in order to truly redeem them in the name of fate.

"Ahem...... Did you hear me? ”

Old man Hong couldn't stop coughing anymore, and after the pain, he stopped and asked the middle-aged man,

The middle-aged man, who was listening calmly and carefully, nodded,

The little uneasiness on his body and face before seemed to be gradually and completely relieved in Old Man Hong's narration.

"Hear clearly, remember, Master Hong."

"The next night...... You let your wife and children rest first, but you have trouble sleeping, and you are a little worried on the balcony of the living room.

You are worried about your parents, although you get some answers, you don't see your parents, and you can't feel at ease when you hear your parents' voices.

Finally, when the moon is in the sky, you call your parents' cell phone again.

My father's phone didn't work, but my mother's phone didn't. The person who answered the phone was a local rescuer, who said that your parents had been trapped on a high ground before, but now that they have been rescued, the situation has improved...... After that, you talk to your saved parents on the phone and give them a rest. ”

"On the third day, the matter of your parents finally put your mind at ease, but your wife was sick, and you took half a day off to send your wife to the hospital, but fortunately, the hospital's new medicine cured your wife's illness very easily......"

"On the fourth day, you go to work normally and go to work at the company......"

"On the fifth day, you discussed with your wife that you would take your parents to stay for a while, and your wife agreed......

"Day 6 ......"

"Day 12...... Ahem, ahem, you ...... Ahem......"

Old man Hong coughed violently again,

"Day 12 ......"

As if he was talking about something difficult, Old Man Hong's whole spirit seemed to have been drained away.

The whole person's face was a little pale,

"Day 12...... You're in the office listening to your co-workers, and there's some panic and some fear of disaster...... You...... Although you are a little worried, everything is okay and you don't take it too seriously. ”

As if he had passed the hurdle, Old Man Hong said relatively smoothly again,

But still word by word, as if marching with difficulty.

"Fifteenth day...... Day 17......"

"Day 24 ......"

When talking about this day, Old Man Hong paused again,

But soon, he continued,

"On this day, nothing special happens, you work as usual and leave work. When I came home, my wife and children were already at home......"

That's it, described, or rather fabricated, fate,

Old man Hong said day by day,

Until the last day,

"Fifty-fifth day. It was a day off. All of you are in the house, and none of you have any plans to travel. With the door locked, you spent the day in the house.

In the early morning, you wake up early, but when you come to the living room, you find that your parents have already gotten up, your father is washing, and your mother is busy in the kitchen. She's cooking the food you liked to eat when you were a kid, and what you knew some time ago, what your wife likes to eat, and what your kids like to eat.

You go over to help, she asks her to wash, she lets her cook breakfast, and you keep busy with lunch......

After breakfast, your family watched TV in the living room...... The child told his grandparents interesting stories, and the two old men smiled at the child.

You and your wife watched from the sidelines, leaning on each other and talking about trivial things......

At noon, you and your wife cooked...... The family sat down at the table to eat, and your father mentioned a snack from his hometown and said that you liked it, but unfortunately he couldn't bring it, and said that next time he came back, he would definitely bring you some.

You say it's okay.

In the evening, after dinner, your family sat around the table and talked for a long time. When your parents talk about your childhood, your wife mentions your deceased parents, and when you mention what happened when you fell in love with your wife, your children are also responding indiscriminately next to you.

Until the child yawns and you end the day...... You closed your eyes, your wife and children on your side, and your parents fell asleep in the next room, and you fell asleep like that......"

After describing the day very carefully, Old Man Hong stopped, a little silent.

The middle-aged man seemed to see that scene, and a smile appeared on his face, as if thinking.

“…… Thank you, Master Hong, thank you Master Hong for your guidance. ”

The middle-aged man came back to his senses, thanked Old Man Hong gratefully, and then got up again,

This time, Old Man Hong didn't make any more moves to keep the middle-aged man,

just silently chewed on what the middle-aged man called him.

Master Hung ...... Then he will be Master Hong once.

Old man Hong also showed a little smile on his face, smiling, a little like before.

"Go ahead."

Old man Hong waved his hand.

The middle-aged man lowered his head again, thanked Old Man Hong, and said goodbye.

When he turned, the guest behind him handed him an extra umbrella.

"Take the umbrella, it's still raining."

"Thank you, tomorrow when the rain stops, I will come to Master Hong to return you, or you can name a place, and I will return it to you."

"No need. You can just use it. ”

After the middle-aged man thanked him, he left with an umbrella, and after walking for a while, he saw a noodle restaurant on the side of the road.

I was hungry, so I walked into the noodle shop.

"The owner...... Have a bowl of beef noodles. ”

"Okay, wait a minute."

“…… Well, I'm out there, and I'm back. Don't wait for me, I'll just eat a bowl of noodles outside......"

This way

In front of Old Man Hong's stall, the next guest was received.

The guest held his own umbrella and pleaded to the old man Hong.

Old man Hong was silent for a while, and then, as before, said something to the guest,

“…… You left here, not far from home, so you walked back with an umbrella, and when you walked to the entrance of the community, you found that the rain was light, and when you got home, you heard the sound of rain outside. ”

……

Here, Jing Chen has been watching the changes in the stall on Old Man Hong's side,

In his line of sight, he could clearly see that in Old Man Hong's word-by-word description, or arrangement,

The first guest from before, with great difficulty, finally emerged with difficulty a wisp of something similar to the thread of fate,

From that guest, it was connected to Old Man Hong.

By the time of the second person, Old Man Hong seemed to have strengthened his ability, the content of the narrative was a little briefer, and the white silk thread appeared more easily.

Seeing that the second person also left under Old Man Hong's arrangement,

Jing Chen didn't stop it,

This is probably the struggle of a fate agent.

There are some particularly difficult pauses in Old Man Hong's description,

It's all about the time when some great Being comes...... When the god of fear came, Old Man Hong could only say very simply,

When it came to eternal sleep and dreams, Old Man Hong just paused, didn't say anything related, and just limited himself to describing the person.

However, there is an end to everything......

Old man Hong made up these, each of which was the same, and he stopped talking about it after less than two months.

Seeing that Old Man Hong is weaving fate faster and faster, and the speed of influencing the thread of fate on each guest is getting faster and faster,

Jing Chen turned his gaze back.