The streets lined up with high-rise buildings seem complicated. If ordinary people are not familiar with this area, they may not be able to find the way out in less than half an hour.

No wonder Guan Buzi's mother chose to set up stalls in such a place back then. After all, she was operating without a license, so it was also necessary to hide from the urban management...

After walking for about ten minutes, Mu Xiu returned to the familiar intersection.

Unlike the alleys shrouded in the shadow of the building, the road outside is shining under the sunlight. Through the mirror reflection of the glass of the building next to it, it looks even more shiny.

It was just as dusk approaching, and there were fewer pedestrians on the streets, but the city was already a little dusk, so Mu Xiu didn't find it strange.

But, where is the mother of Buzi? He couldn't help but frown slightly.

If the future in the general sense is considered to be two types: "prediction" and "measurement"--

The former can only passively see the "future" based on information, while the latter can be used when subjectively thinking about a certain result, and the future view determines how to act to achieve this "future".

However, the situation of the mother of Buzi does not belong to either of the two.

Because whether it is "prediction" or "measurement", they are just special abilities mastered through extremely high-level computational processing. The future vision held by the Mother of Buzi is the third situation that does not belong to the two.

——It can be said to be a true abnormality, an absolute vision of the future, a terrible prophet with the eyes of God.

"I hope I'm not deliberately avoiding me, otherwise it will be a little trouble..."

Mu Xiu murmured to himself, and then carefully observed the streets in the afternoon. In fact, he was sensing all the trajectories in the space. Although there was no absolute future view, this had no effect. The fortune teller was still a mortal in other aspects.

Unless she is dead at this time, as long as she is still living on this planet, there is no reason to avoid Mu Xiu's "visit".

This is a huge gap in strength that cannot be changed. It is like an ordinary person who clearly sees it in the next three days, and the earth will explode directly. But because he is an ordinary person, he still can't do anything in the face of such a situation.

He could not leave the earth and could not prevent such things from happening. To some extent, he was really desperate.

"I found you-"

Mu Xiu seemed to have grasped the clues. He walked into an alley next to him again, and then became so skillful that he seemed to have returned to his own home, as if he was walking in the garden.

Soon, at the end of the narrow, dark, long road, a faint light was emerging there.

In front of it is the end of this dead end, and there is no way to move forward. The fortune teller is sitting behind her table in a heavy cloak, waiting for the arrival of the guests.

"Well? Who did I think I had a long-lost guest? This is really nostalgic."

The fortune teller raised his head and stared at the boy walking through the alley with some confusion. She looked at the boy who had been walking through the alley for a long time, thought about it several times, and finally sighed and said.

“…”

Mu Xiu couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, but he had already been mentally prepared for this, so he didn't say anything, but sat down in front of the table very unceremoniously.

"Ah—So that's how it is. I didn't expect that this kind of thing actually happened in the world."

The fortune teller narrowed his eyes and looked at him. He was a woman who looked a little old, with wrinkles on her face and gray hair. Even if she was given the eyes of God, she was still a mortal.

"Welcome. Do you want to take a look, brother?"

"Interesting, let's take a look..." Mu Xiu let out a long sigh, and said with a calm expression, as he forced himself to endure some inexplicable anxiety deep in his heart.

"Okay, please wait."

The fortune teller smiled softly, and then looked at the crystal ball on the table seriously. As she repeated the movements for a while, she could clearly see the traces brought by time.

“…”

“…”

Mu Xiu originally wanted to keep quiet in the process, but after hesitating for a while, he couldn't help but speak: "After that, you don't seem to be surprised when you see me appear?"

"No, I'm very surprised. I'm not as calm as you think..."

The fortune teller, who lowered his head, raised his head and smiled softly. Her slightly dull eyes blinked, and then showed a heartfelt surprise and smile.

That gentle smile seemed to see something dazzling, and it seemed to be blessing the future.

"...Is that so surprised for what?" Mu Xiu whispered, "Is it because he saw "acquaintances"?"

"Ah hahahahaha..." The fortune teller couldn't help laughing, "Acquaintance"? This word is really good, but do you think so, brother?"

"Of course I don't think so." Mu Xiu replied in a cold tone. He didn't think he was an acquaintance of the other party.

"Yes, this is only the first time you met me, so don't worry about it..." The fortune teller continued to smile, and she raised one hand to wave it.

Although it happened one night two years ago, it seemed to her yesterday. However, the guest in front of her was not the same person as the young man that night.

Mu Xiu did not continue to speak, but just calmed down his emotions.

He felt that he might be a little too sensitive, but in fact he didn't have to be so anxious at all. The one he met with was Liang Yiruo, not himself.

He is Mu Xiu, not someone else.

Next was a quiet for a minute. The fortune teller frowned slightly. She took her eyes off the crystal ball and looked up at the boy in front of her-

"Sorry, can you show me your hand?"

Mu Xiu raised his eyebrows, but he still calmly stretched out his left hand and placed it on the table in front of her.

“…”

“…”

"Sorry..." However, soon, the fortune teller repeated the previous sentence again. She pursed the corner of her lips with self-deprecating expression, and sighed with exhaustion on her face.

——The expression seemed to be a bitter smile, but the voice was low and powerless.

Mu Xiu was stunned.

“…”

“…”

"No matter what you do, no matter how hard you try, you have no future to speak of..." said the fortune teller, or was she sympathizing with him after seeing through everything?

Mu Xiu frowned tightly, wondering if he had heard it wrong: "I'm going to die?"

If it were something that ordinary people said, he would definitely sneer and didn't care at all.

But the old lady in front of her is a real fortune teller. If the information revealed from her mouth is unlikely to be targeted.

"No, I don't mean that." The fortune teller sighed. "Although I have given this evaluation once before, these two times are different..."

She stopped here, obviously hesitating, but in the end she said in a voice that she was not sure of—

"You are not going to die, but... you seem to disappear soon, and I can't be sure why. But your future is only until this winter, after that, and there is nothing to say."

This year...winter?

The fortune teller lowered his head and was like a whispering: "As the same thing, I can't be sure... Maybe, you will lose everything while getting everything, and you are not..."

Here, she paused and took a deep breath, her voice sounded a little trembling-

"Don't you... already know?"

While getting everything, you will also lose everything?

Mu Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, then nodded slightly at a very slight magnitude.

...

...

Dusk passed quickly and it was time to night.

The hospital was in a dizzy darkness.

At night, as stable as a lake standing on the deep mountains, I was quietly thinking about the two rituals of today's conversation with the life consultant on the hospital bed, and suddenly I heard the door of my ward being opened.

Then there was a slow, slow footsteps entered from outside the door and approaching the hospital bed.

She sat up from the hospital bed and was slightly puzzled. Is it a nurse? No, it was already midnight at this time, and the footsteps walking in the corridor could not be heard in the hospital.

With the help of the faint moonlight reflected from the gap in the curtains, the girl saw clearly what was approaching her from the door.

Humans... no, only the shape is human. However, that should no longer be a living person.

That was undoubtedly a dead person. At this moment, he was automatically turning and preparing to attack her. She just watched the other party approaching without any reaction.

“…!!”

The next moment, the cold palm wrapped around the neck of the two rituals, and gradually increased the strength as if he wanted to break her neck bone. The dead man twisted her neck, had no body temperature, and his stiff fingers like wood pinched her throat.

The cold force continued to increase, like a pair of shrinking steel pliers.

——You can’t breathe and your throat will be squeezed. If you continue like this, your neck will be broken before you have difficulty breathing.

The pressure on her neck made Liang Yixian breathe, but she did not resist, but just stared at the face of the dead man in front of her.

After all, isn't this exactly what she hopes for?

Because even if you live, it is meaningless. It is still alive, but it still exists. That is asceticism. So if you are killed like this, that is not bad.

Holding her breath, the hands of the two rituals left the hands of the deceased. She chose to give up, and even her subconscious resistance refused.

The power seemed to be increasing little by little.

Although there have not actually been a few seconds, time seems to have become very slow, flowing slowly like rubber.

The girl's eyes began to turn black and her consciousness began to blur. The skin on her neck finally cracked, and the blood flowing out was the most definite evidence that she was still alive.
To be continued...