The picture of the Taoist priest being hanged was instantly spread in the group, and the classmates accused Gao Chongzhi one after another, feeling that he had not only cheated the classmates of their money, but also harmed the lives of another person.
Gao Chongzhi was also panicked, he didn't know that such a thing would happen, and that Taoist chief should really have the ability Otherwise, how could this door be so open?
But everyone didn't want to hear it, Gao Shige's explanation.
All they knew was that they gave the money, and the Taoist priest died, and apparently it didn't work out.
If the police find out about this, they will only blame Gao Chongzhi for this matter, after all, he is in charge of this matter.
Gao Chongzhi is still explaining to himself in the group, while Liu Yang is on his way to school.
Monday is obviously the day when students go to school.
But now there are no students rushing to class.
The mysterious death case at the school made them both scared and curious.
What happened to everyone in a class Those who go are either not afraid of death, or they have experienced it.
Liu Yang is waiting for a traffic light, and you can cross a street to reach the school.
But at this time, he saw an old fortune teller on the corner of the street, with a flag hanging on it, which read: One step and a half immortal.
The ghost walked up to him in a daze, thinking about whether to try his luck and try it, but he also felt that it might be a lie.
The old man, with a small black glasses, noticed a guest coming to the door.
Lazily spoke, "What is it" "Pay 1,000 for life, 500 for death, 3,000 for disaster, 5,000 for marriage."
Liu Yang is not curious, this fee is too expensive, and how can there be a fortune teller who pays first.
It stands to reason that it's not inaccurate, don't want money, or settle the bill after calculation.
How did he get to this part, he became like an uncle.
"Sir, why are you so expensive, and why is marriage more expensive than life."
The fortune teller old man shook a broken banana fan in his hand, turned around, and then said slowly, "In these years, what is the most valuable life billions of people, do you think this thing is lacking in this world?"
"The most important thing in this world is love and love, like what kind of three-life love, seven generations of resentment, such a fee is already expensive."
The old fortune teller yawned as he spoke.
The old fortune teller grinned and said, "Besides, money can make ghosts grind, take people's money and eliminate disasters with people."
If the money is gone, there is only one life. ” "Life is the cheapest, dead is nothing, but when alive, it is the basis of all money."
Liu Yang heard the fortune teller flickering for a long time, and felt that what he said really made sense.
Thinking in my heart, I may really have some ability.
He simply spoke, "I don't know if Mr. can do the math for me." ” "No, you can't" Three words, as if biting out with his teeth, the fortune teller sat up from the chaise longue.
Straight, staring at Liu Yang, even with black sunglasses, may be able to clearly see the shrewd eyes under those glasses.
It's like seeing the darkness.
"Why" without thinking about it, Liu Yang blurted out.
"Because You're Dead" The fortune teller said solemnly.
Liu Yang was stunned immediately, and then a wave of anger welled up in his heart, feeling that the old man was stupid, and he was about to leave angrily, but he didn't dare to take half a step because of the old man's words.
"You have met the dead, you have touched, and before this they were alive, and there was more than one."
"You've met demons, and the people around you are starting to suffer."
"Just before that, yesterday, another one died."
The old man seemed to be chatting about ordinary but unusual things.
Liu Yang turned his head in shock and made contact with the old man's eyes.
Eyes on Liu Yang's back, "You're going to die, and soon" Liu Yang suddenly felt that this fortune-telling old man was a lifesaver for them to survive He said silently, "Master, what can I do?"
It's a pity that the fortune teller stared at him like this, didn't speak, and finally shook his head, "No way, can't be saved, no rescue, can't be saved, don't dare to save." ” Liu Yang is unbelievable, and there is hope that has finally been found.
There must be some way sir to do it, otherwise he wouldn't have said it.
"Sir, please save us, the first class of people, now a fifth of them are dead, you must have some way, money and the like, don't worry, we will give it to you."
The fortune teller looked at Liu Yang and said helplessly, "It's not about money, it's about debt." ” "Money and debts are repaid, love debts are repaid, and evil debts must be killed."
Liu Yang couldn't figure out whose debt they owed it, was it someone in the class, and if so, why let the whole class pay it for him The fortune teller shook his head, "It's hard to say, maybe it's a person in your class, or it may be from your previous life, of course, it can't be ruled out that it's your previous one." ” "What do you mean," Liu Yang asked.
"This means that the debts owed by the previous term of your class will be paid by your class now."
The fortune teller explained that tired debts like this are the most troublesome and tricky.
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Liu Yang really can't figure out why the debts of the previous term came to them, why don't they go to the people who owe them But he overlooked one point, there is a word called disaster and Yang Chi, and there is a sentence called the repayment of the debt of the father and the son.
The old fortune teller also knew what Liu Yang was thinking now, but he didn't bother, but let him think about it alone.
After all, whoever encounters this incident is unbalanced.
"Like you, no one in the whole world dares to take it, not even Maoshan or Longhu Mountain.
Because the resentment is too great.
If you take it, you will push yourself into the fire pit, and even your relatives and friends, and even your next generation will suffer.
"The fortune teller sorted out the disadvantages for Liu Yang.
Liu Yang lowered her head in frustration, like a frosted eggplant.
Do they really have no hope, so they can only accept it silently, and then die inexplicably.
The poplars looked up at the sky, the sky was blue, as pure as the sea, and they were themselves in hell, stepping into a paradise that did not belong to the earth.
"Although the old man can't help you, he may show you a clear way."
The fortune teller's words can be regarded as a stimulant injection for Liu Yang.
Hurriedly asked, "What way?"
The old fortune teller touched his beardless beard, and pretended to point mysteriously to his flag, where his name was written.
"One and a half immortals, do you know what my step means" "One step out, not an immortal, has become a demon.
The old man does not tell his fortune, but only gives directions, wandering among gods and ghosts. ” Liu Yang didn't understand what the fortune teller meant by saying these mysterious words "One step into an immortal, half a step demon, life and death are in vain, in self."
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