Chapter 7: Chapter 0007: Debt
The child's eyes were very strange, which made me feel cold in my heart, and what he said made me particularly unhappy.
Don't tell fortunes for the dead?
Isn't the dead person talking about me!
At that moment, I was a little annoyed, and I didn't care that he was still a child and that children's words were innocent. I frowned and said, "Kid, why are you so careless when you speak? I am a living person standing here, how can I become a dead person?"
"Don't disbelieve me."
The child curled his lips, his appearance was childish, but his eyes were very smart. He said unceremoniously, "Looking at your face, although your appearance palace is full, which means that you can make a little money in your life, but the Five Mountains are rugged and uneven, destined to be full of disasters, destined to be displaced and homeless, this is a sign of short life!
To put it bluntly, Yes, even if you have wealth, you may not live long enough to spend it. You may die if you can't get over a hurdle!
This is the most fatal fate of your life!
Look at your disease palace again. It is dark and unlucky, which means that you are probably tortured by ghosts during this period. You are already in debt. This also corresponds to the overall pattern of your appearance palace! "
At this point, the child pointed at me and said, "Boy, you have encountered a big hurdle in your life. If nothing unexpected happens, you will not live until the end of this month. Am I wrong to say that you are dead?"
My face was pale!
The child said that if nothing unexpected happens, I will not live until the end of this month, which made me think of the weird marriage certificate. The wedding date written on the marriage certificate is the end of this month.
Could it be that... the time written on the marriage certificate is the deadline of my life?
Uncle Li's face was not very good at this time, but at least he did not lose his composure. He suddenly asked: "Are you the grandson of Senior Zhou? Do you also know the art of divination?"
"Not bad."
The child pouted, touched the big rooster raised in front of the wreath shop with one hand, and said with his nose up: "I don't know what sin this kid has committed. He has bad luck all over his body and is entangled in debt. Not only is he a short-lived ghost, I am afraid that he will not be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation after death. Most likely, his soul will be scattered. You let my grandfather read his fortune. Isn't that a sincere attempt to harm my grandfather?"
After saying that, the child also advised Uncle Li with a serious face: "I advise you to stay away from him as soon as possible Come on, whoever is next to him will be in trouble now!"
I was a little angry, but before I could get angry, Uncle Li grabbed me, took out a few dozen yuan in change from his pocket and handed it to the child, saying with a smile: "No matter whether it is accurate or not, thank you for your kindness, but I can't just ignore this old friend's son.
How about this, you go and ask your grandfather, and tell him that the descendants of the Ge family are in trouble now, and whether his grandfather will help or not. If his grandfather doesn't care, then let the Ge family die!"
Uncle Li's words moved me, and I couldn't help but take a closer look at the wreath shop - from Uncle Li's tone, it seems that the person who opened this shop is related to our Ge family?
But the dead kid didn't take the money, and raised his head and said, "Don't fool me with such a small amount of money, give me a red one!"
Uncle Li was stunned, smiled bitterly, took out a 100-yuan note and handed it to the kid, and the kid went into the house happily, and came out after more than ten minutes: "Okay, you two come in."
Uncle Li and I finally entered the house.
The first floor of this wreath shop is for business. The whole room is full of coffins, funeral clothes and wreaths, which makes people feel gloomy. Uncle Li and I didn't stay here for long, and went directly to the second floor. Finally, the kid took us into a dark room.
The room was very simple, with a pair of tables and chairs and some daily necessities. An old man who looked to be in his eighties and wearing a black Tang suit was sitting on the kang reading a book. (The kang was a common heating device in the north in the past. It used the smoke from the stove to heat the kang through the flue. People sleeping on it were very warm, especially for the elderly.)
When he saw Uncle Li and I coming in, the old man immediately put down the book in his hand, turned his head and looked at me with sparkling eyes. Although he looked quite old, his eyes were exceptionally bright. After a long time, he asked, "Are you the descendant of Ge Zhonghua?"
Ge Zhonghua is my grandfather. It seems that this old man should be from my grandfather's generation. I nodded immediately.
The old man sighed sadly: "Poor child, the whole family was involved in that incident, leaving only himself to live alone. I didn't expect that he couldn't escape this disaster after all."
"Grandpa, do you know what happened in my family?"
My eyes lit up: "Can you tell me why my family got into trouble?"
The old man shook his head, which made me feel extremely disappointed.
"Come here, kid."
The old man waved at me: "Let me help you take a look."
I nodded. Although I was a little disappointed, I still walked over and sat on the edge of the kang, facing the old man.
The old man looked at me and his face suddenly changed, and he turned pale.
Because I was close, I could see the changes in the old man's face. My heart suddenly "snapped" and I asked quickly: "Is there really no hope for me?"
The old man didn't say anything, but nodded and shook his head. Finally, even Uncle Li was anxious and couldn't help but say: "Senior Zhou, please give me some advice!"
"Good or bad luck is hard to predict!"
The old man sighed and said slowly: "Before you came in, my grandson had already told me his fortune. My grandson was right and wrong.
Although the Ge family kid's disease palace was full of bad luck and looked short-lived, there was a black air in his life palace that suppressed the bad luck, hanging his life and leaving him with a chance of survival. In other words, he should not die for the time being. !
In addition, the Ge family boy's wife palace is also faintly glowing, which means that he will not die, and he may have married a good match recently!
But what I can't figure out is that if there is vitality in this life palace, it must be that he has met a noble person. It should be faintly glowing red, but this Ge family boy is emitting black air, so that the black air in the life palace and the bad luck in the disease palace are almost mixed together. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell them apart. This is also the reason why my grandson didn't see it. After all, the disease palace and the life palace on the face are too close. "
Speaking of this, the old man gently closed his eyes, as if thinking about something. Uncle Li and I didn't feel embarrassed to interrupt, so we could only wait anxiously on the side.
After nearly ten minutes, the old man finally opened his eyes, with an indescribable look in his eyes, and whispered: "It is indeed a sign of being entangled in Yin debts. The one who can help the Ge family kid turn danger into safety is probably not a noble person, to be precise, it may not even be a person!! Otherwise, the energy hanging on his life palace should not be black!!"
The old man's words made me shudder all over.
"Come on, Ge family kid, tell me everything you have encountered recently."
The old man exhaled a long breath and whispered: "It's really strange. I have been reading faces for decades, but I have never seen you in such a strange state!"
At that moment, I told the old man everything that happened after I received the Baipi Knife.
The old man frowned, thought for a long time and then said: "Write me a word, I will tell you a fortune!"
I asked: "What word should I write?"
"Write whatever you think of."
The old man said: "Just write the first word you think of!"
I thought, what I want most now must be to survive, so I dipped the water in the teacup and wrote the word "live" on the table.
The old man raised his eyebrows, said nothing, took out a handful of tortoise shell-like things and sprinkled them on the table, and then began to arrange them. He looked very laborious when arranging them. After a while, his face was a little pale, and the sweat on his forehead kept dripping onto the table.
In the end, the old man's face was pale, and he opened his mouth without any warning and spurted out a mouthful of black blood. He was shaky and looked up at me in disbelief, saying weakly: "Life and death are hard to determine, good and bad luck are hard to predict, hell won't take you, and the Bodhisattva won't save you. I can't see a way out when I look up, and there is no way back when I look back...
Boy, what on earth did you provoke!"
After saying that, the old man rolled his eyes and fainted.