Chapter Twenty-Nine: Counting the Life of the Dead

After hanging up the connection with Zhiyuan, Sang Luo glanced at the time below the screen, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

She pressed her eyes with two fingers, and she counted the four trigrams at a time, which was really tiring.

After a short rest, she sent another lucky bag out.

This time, the people who grabbed the lucky bag were very fast, and as soon as the results came out, they immediately applied for a video connection, and they didn't say much nonsense.

After the video was connected, a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard appeared on the screen, his eyes were already red and swollen like a peach.

If he hadn't suffered great setbacks and blows, he wouldn't have made a middle-aged man in his forties cry bitterly while looking for someone to tell a fortune on the Internet.

【Wow! I can't see the eyeballs in this swollen eye.

[He seems to be in the hospital]

[This man, why do I feel familiar? 】

"Master, can you help me calculate the number of lifespans?" Before Sang Luo could ask, the man immediately said what he needed.

After saying that, he immediately brushed ten goddesses to descend to Sangluo, for fear that Sangluo would refuse.

[Crying so badly, it shouldn't be cancer]

[He is in the hospital, it is estimated that he has cancer]

[Hey, the anchor will help him do the math! ] This destined person is desperate at first glance, and can only hope for metaphysics. 】

Sang Luo shook his head, "No, the first taboo in fortune-telling is to count people's lifespan." ”

Fortune telling can not give people the number of life, this is the most basic criterion, only those charlatans, under the banner of fortune telling to cheat money will pretend to give people the number of life, and then take the opportunity to sell magic weapons to cheat money.

Seeing Sang Luo's refusal, the man immediately added: "It's not for me, it's for my dead father." ”

[What? Did I hear me right? 】

[Count the life of the dead? 】

[What's the difference between this and taking off your pants and farting?] 】

[Your father has died, don't you know his lifespan? 】

The man wiped a handful of tears, "But I think my father's death is strange, I always feel that his life is not over, his death is man-made, not a natural death." ”

When Sang Luo heard this, he couldn't help frowning, "How do you say this?" ”

[I remember!] His name is Gao Yi, and he is a family member of the doctor who was on the news hot search some time ago! 】

【Oh! Yeah! I also remember that his father's operation failed, and he didn't say that the doctor did it on purpose, and then he broke the bone by the doctor.]

[As a medical student, I am most afraid of this kind of medical trouble, sometimes the doctor really tries his best, and the operation is inherently risky]

[Anchor, don't tell the fortune of this kind of person! ] 】

[Don't count him!] 】

Gao Yi was also very excited when he saw that the netizens in the live broadcast room were so disgusted with him, "My father was killed by the hospital!" You keyboard warriors haven't experienced it yourself, what do you know? ”

[What about the evidence?] 】

[Yes, what evidence do you have that the hospital deliberately killed your father?] 】

[I said you're almost done, the hospital has already given you 200,000 compensation, what else do you want to do? 】

[Originally, there was a risk in your father's operation, and the hospital also informed it at the beginning, and there was no need to compensate at all, and you were not satisfied with your money, you were too greedy! ] 】

"Evidence..."Speaking of evidence, Gao Yi's voice suddenly weakened, he just didn't have evidence, so he would pin his hopes on metaphysics.

His father died in the operating room, how did he know what was going on inside?

His only evidence was that his father had dreamed of him every night, saying that he had died unjustly.

But what evidence can this be used as evidence? When he told the Weimin Bureau about his father's dream as evidence, the Weimin Bureau kicked him out like a fool.

He really didn't know what to do.

[I can't say it! 】

[I think you just have less compensation! ] How much more do you want? Million? 】

[Besides, there is no reason for the hospital to deliberately kill his father!] I didn't say anything about it, and I lost money]

[I heard that some very powerful people will buy organs in the hospital, could it be that the hospital took his father's organs and gave them to those rich people? 】

Sang Luo couldn't help but smile when he saw the speculation of this netizen in the live broadcast room, "No, even if the hospital sells organs, it will look for young adults and children, and it will never find a seventy-year-old man who is sick himself." ”

[Upstairs, your imagination is so rich, read less of those rumors on the Internet in the future]

[So he's okay to look for?] 】

[Anchor, hang up! ] You've been broadcasting for so long today, it's time to rest]

Gao Yi saw that the netizens in the live broadcast room let Sang Luo rest, and immediately became a little excited, "Master, I'm really not greedy for money!" If you are willing to help me, I will donate all the compensation from the hospital to the orphanage! ”

"I really just wanted to find out the real cause of my father's death, and he used to give me dreams every night that he died unjustly! As a son of man, I must not allow my father to die in vain. ”

[I feel like he's very sincere]

[He's acting]

[First-class acting]

[Anchor, if you help this kind of person, I'll take it off]

【+1】

When Sang Luo saw the netizens in the live broadcast room say such slightly threatening words, his eyelids couldn't help but move, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then he looked at Gao Yi, "Gao Yi, show me your father's eight characters, and I'll show you your father's lifespan." ”

【??? 】

【Close!】 】

[Haha! The streamer is so handsome! 】

[Take the customs and take the customs, as if your attention is very valuable]

[Don't take yourself too seriously]

Gao Yi saw that Sang Luo agreed, and his originally gray eyes immediately became clear and bright, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Eh! I'll send it to you. ”

Sang Luo clicked on the whale backstage, looked at the private message sent by Gao Yi, and his face gradually shrouded in a layer of doubt, "Your father's longevity is indeed unfinished." ”

When Gao Yi heard Sang Luo's words, he immediately jumped up, "Really? Guru. ”

Sang Luo nodded, "Your father is the life of the Emperor, the moon order is the Mao, and he is immortal, and his body is extremely prosperous." When the god of food is revealed, and when the branch is robbed to be born, the god of food is prosperous, and the food injury luck has been lost in the past ten years, and it has not been indone. ”

"And the God Eater Star is also Shou Yuan Star, so prosperous, his life should not be extinct, he can live for at least fifteen years. According to his original fate, it is absolutely impossible for him to die of illness, and only possible suicide can break his longevity. ”

[Ah??? 】

[His father committed suicide in the operating room? Anchor: I read less, don't lie to me]

Gao Yi also seemed extremely excited, "It's impossible for my father to commit suicide!" If he committed suicide, how could he dream to me that he had died unjustly? ”

Sang Luo smiled, "Don't get excited, I haven't finished my words yet." ”

When Gao Yi heard this, he regained his composure.

"What can change the number of life expectancy is that in addition to suicide, there is also a possibility."

"What is possible?"

"Gods, ghosts, demons and monsters, this kind of supernatural creature can also change the lifespan of people." Sang Luo said as he thought.

A trace of incomprehension gradually appeared on Gao Yi's face, "So... Did my father run into an evil and be taken away by an evil thing? ”