Actually, I don’t know if he can calculate it, because I was just on a whim and only asked him to tell fortunes by a misunderstanding.

Although fortune telling is very mysterious, I don’t really believe it.

For so long, I only believe that my fate is up to you, and I cannot help you! Not to mention that it is an illusory heaven who wants to kill me.

But even so, fortune telling still exists, and I have heard from my master.

However, there are very few people who can truly possess this kind of ability, and most of them are liars.

But for some reason, when I looked at the fortune teller in front of me, he could give me a feeling, a feeling worthy of my belief.

"Think about the past..." The fortune teller looked at me with his pupilless eyes, pondered for a while, and said nothing for a long time.

I was not in a hurry, and I was quietly waiting for his response.

After a while of time, his eyes suddenly fell on the white tortoise shell in my hand.

"Yes, but... I need to use the white tortoise shell in your hand!" said the fortune teller, looking at the white tortoise shell in my hand.

"Of course." Without thinking too much, I handed over the white tortoise shell in my hand.

I was going to give him this thing, and as long as he agreed to calculate it, even if I couldn't calculate it, I would give him the white tortoise shell.

After all, this thing is useless to me and cannot be eaten.

"Go over there." The fortune teller pointed in a direction with the white tortoise shell.

It was a corner, a dark and sparsely populated corner.

When we arrived at the corner, the fortune teller sat cross-legged and sat on the ground, and I squatted down.

"You write a word," said the fortune teller sitting on the ground.

"Write a word? What word?" I asked.

"You can write any word, write one from the bottom of your heart, the word you want to write most at this moment." The fortune teller said in his hoarse voice.

From the bottom of my heart, the words I want to write most? I thought about it, stretched out my hand, clicked some water stains on the ground, and wrote a word on the ground.

Fate, I used water to write the word Fate on the ground!

It can be said that my life is bumpy, from the time I have my own consciousness, until now, my life has always been bumpy.

I have been living for life and have been living desperately.

I was born with only one soul and one spirit. I endured the torture of illness since I was a child, and I lived in struggle.

Until I met Ye Qingcheng, in addition to living for myself, I had another one more her, and I lived for her.

I want to rescue Ye Qingcheng, and I want to live to save her.

When I knew the existence of heaven and when I knew that heaven was going to kill me, I knew that my destiny might have been controlled by others.

I began to live to resist fate again!

So, I want to live, my destiny, everything I have to control myself.

The word "fate" represents all my thoughts now.

When the fortune teller saw the words I wrote, his eyes suddenly opened. Although it was just a flash, I caught his eyes.

"Fate..." The fortune teller said softly, then slowly closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, I saw the white tortoise shell he placed between his legs and began to tremble slightly.

"Dingding Dingding..."

The white tortoise shell was trembling and made waves of coins colliding, which was very crisp.

Immediately afterwards, a milky white halo suddenly lit up on the white tortoise shell.

The light was very soft and not dazzling, but it was like flowing water, flowing on the white tortoise shell.

The expression of the fortune teller also changed a little at this time, and it became extremely white!

I saw him showing pain, and there was no blood on his face. Not only was there no blood, but he also showed a pathological condition.

His body began to shake slightly, tremble, and was shaking, as if he would fall down at any time.

This state of fortune teller lasted for nearly five minutes.

Seeing the fortune teller like this, I couldn't help but frown and thought, he wouldn't die suddenly here, right?

Suddenly, the fortune teller's face changed again, from the original pathological whiteness to the red face, as if his blood was surging!

"puff--"

Immediately afterwards, the fortune teller squirted out a mouthful of blood!

And the bright red blood was sprayed on the word I wrote, covering it up instantly.

After squirting out a mouthful of blood, the fortune teller's face changed from the rosy, rosy, and sickly white.

"Dingling--"

At this moment, the trembling white tortoise shell suddenly stopped trembling and the halo dissipated.

At the same time, three ancient coins fell from the white tortoise shell and rolled onto the blood spit out by the fortune teller!

"Sir..." I called softly at the fortune teller who was still closed with his eyes closed.

I don't know what happened, nor do I know what his situation is now, and I didn't dare to touch him.

"I'm a damn, he won't die, right?" At this time, Hei Yan suddenly spoke.

"Your sister, you're still breathing if you didn't see it." I gave him a fierce look and said angrily.

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw the fortune teller's eyelids trembled suddenly and he slowly opened his eyes.

However, the moment he opened his eyes, I was stunned.

Because when his eyes were opened, two lines of blood and tears were left behind!

Moreover, his eyes were covered with blood, and those eyes without pupils had lost their original spirit.

"You, you are indeed unknown..." The fortune teller opened his eyes and spoke slowly.

His voice was hoarse than before, but there was not much surprise in his tone, but he was very calm.

"Then what did you see?" I looked at his eyes without any spirit and asked.

I didn't ask him what was unknown and how did I know that I was unknown because none of these matters anymore.

Now I just want to know what happened in my past life.

"Blood, kill!" said the fortune teller calmly: "I can't see anything except these."

Blood, and Killing? I quickly continued to ask, "What kind of Killing is it?"

But the fortune teller did not answer me, but reached out and groped on the ground.

His hands trembled slightly, touching the blood on the ground, and touching the three coins in the blood.

But at this moment I found that his eyes did not look at the coins on the ground. His eyes... were actually blind!

The fortune teller picked up the three coins and put them back into the white tortoise shell. From beginning to end, he did not say a word.

When he groped and stood up, he spoke softly: "The people around you will be killed!"
Chapter completed!