"Sir, you have a light on your forehead, a spiritual light in your eyes, the reincarnation of an immortal, the immortal descending to earth, I have finally waited for you.

Don't move, although I leak the secret of heaven, disaster is inevitable, but this is my destiny, even if it is to risk great danger, I will show you the full picture. Mr... Mr... Sir..."

Although Zhang Shiyi has a lotus flower, he still can't keep the fat man who looks like a pig.

"Hey~ I can only eat noodles today."

Seeing that it was not early, he could only clean up his stall slowly, although there were only two pieces of yellow cloth, a cage of bamboo sticks and a box full of ghost drawings.

"Eleven, you haven't paid the booth fee for two months, if you don't pay it again, I'll rent this position to someone else!"

Several men with red hoops on their arms and uniforms from the management office came to Zhang Shiyi's fortune-telling booth.

"Don't, Uncle Mo, you delay me for two more days, and when I make money, I'll send it to you immediately, or I'll show you the full picture first, which is considered interest?"

"I'm so old! Call Big Brother! ”

Lao Mo, the market administrator, although he is over fifty years old, is not old-hearted, and he likes to brag and fart with these young people the most, and the people in the market like him very much.

"Hehe, Master said, let the uncle show respect, I don't respect you~"

Zhang Shiyi's hippie smiling face made Lao Mo helpless.

Speaking of Zhang Shiyi's master, the iron mouth god is Zhang Changliu, and he is also a god in this area, whether it is drawing lots, hyphenation, or criticizing gossip, he has never missed a hand.

The most important person is still a genuine outsider.

If it weren't for Zhang Changliu, Lao Mo's grave grass would have been a foot high.

It's a pity that good people don't live long, not long ago, Zhang Changliu had already sailed to the west to say goodbye to the world, leaving only him, an apprentice, guarding this broken stall, and occasionally fooling around with a melon and two dates.

After all, this profession is not old, but no one will want to believe you.

To say that with the reputation left by his master, it will not be so bad, the problem is that this Zhang Shiyi tells fortunes, except for a basket of good words, he has never calculated accurately.

No one looked for him when he came and went.

In addition to some tourists from other places, you may also listen to him flickering a few words, after all, who doesn't like to listen to good words~

"Forget it, your craftsmanship is far from your master, hurry back, there are still several miles of mountain roads to catch."

Looking at Zhang Shiyi who was leaving one by one, Lao Mo could only sigh, took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, and paid the booth fee for Zhang Shiyi.

"Mo Chu, why are you so good to this kid?"

The young man on the side also just joined the work of the market management office, and he was very curious about how this iron-faced and selfless Director Mo would help this little kid who looked like a swagger to pay the booth fee.

"What do you know~ His master is a real old immortal!"

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It was one day ten years ago, Lao Mo came home from work and passed by Zhang Changliu's stall, and the two were old acquaintances, so they naturally got used to saying hello.

As a result, the other party grabbed Lao Mo with a solemn face, and stuffed a small yellow cloth bag into his arms.

"Hey, hey~ Old Zhangtou, what are you doing here, we don't want this~"

Lao Mo was just a small head of the market management office at that time, but after all, he was also a leader, and he wanted to give him gifts on weekdays, let him take care of it, and help change a good position.

"Think about good things, you, this is an evil charm, you put it away for me, otherwise you will be unlucky today!"

This old man chatters and laughs on weekdays, and he doesn't have anything right, why did he suddenly become serious, and he really has a bit of a bone fairy style.

"Old Zhangtou, don't scare me, I sit upright, and I haven't done anything hurtful, what kind of bad luck!"

Zhang Changliu's serious face really made Lao Mo's heart beat a little drum.

"Is there a woman dead downstairs? It's still a sideways death! ”

As soon as these words came out, it really made Lao Mo's goosebumps stand up.

This is true, just a few days ago, when Lao Mo came home, he saw two police cars parked at the entrance of the building, and an ambulance flashing with an alarm.

Everyone is wearing uniforms, and they seem to be close to each other, and Lao Mo inquired that the tenant on the 14th floor really died in the house and was hanged.

It is said that it was because of a quarrel with her boyfriend, and she went to a dead end in a fit of anger.

When her boyfriend came back to apologize to her, she found that the woman had hung herself on the hook on the balcony, and her tongue and eyes were bulging.

"But what does this have to do with me?"

Lao Mo lives on the 16th floor, he goes out early and returns late every day, he doesn't know this woman at all, even if he meets it occasionally, he nods, he says hello, why do you want to find yourself!

"It had nothing to do with you, who told you to be greedy and eat dog meat."

"You, how do you know?"

Lao Mo did secretly eat a dog's leg today, and it was given to him by a colleague in the team, but he didn't tell anyone about it.

"It's also unlucky for you, the dog you ate is unusual, not only is it a black dog, but it is also about to grow a second tail, and it is also in its life that has this calamity, which made your colleague knock the stick."

Zhang Changliu's words are suspicious, and he has to grow a second tail, why don't you say it's a roaring dog!

But when I think about it, it's wrong.

"No, old Zhangtou, isn't this black dog to ward off evil spirits?"

"Ward off evil spirits! A dog that can grow two tails is evil enough in itself, and it also wards off evil spirits.

Besides, even if it can ward off evil spirits, do you think it will ward off evil spirits for someone who eats its flesh!

Stop talking nonsense, hang this at your door, and don't open it if anyone knocks, do you understand! ”

"But, but ......"

Lao Mo still wanted to ask a few words, but Zhang Changliu turned his head and was busy beckoning an old lady who came to calculate his son's marriage, how could he still take care of him.

This conversation made Lao Mo's heart go up and down, and he returned to the community where he lived in a daze, looking at the door of the black hole, and he didn't dare to go in.

"Yo~ Captain Mo, I'm off work, why don't you go up?"

Several neighbors also came back from work, and when they saw Lao Mo standing at the door of the corridor, they came over to say hello.

After seeing the people, Lao Mo felt a little more secure in his heart, and hurriedly followed everyone into the elevator.

In the elevator, these people actually talked about the woman who died on the 14th floor, and they didn't expect that today would be her first seven.

The first seven, the night of the soul!