Luo Litian put away the blue-skinned booklet, and he smiled and said, "The two old men have recorded all of them."

The short talisman master then smiled and said, "Since all have been completed, this year's hair binding ceremony will be over, let them all go."

After receiving the instructions of a short talisman master, Luo Litian called out to the bottom again.

Most of the quiet villagers did not leave, but started to discuss with Zhou Fan and others on the round hall.

Luo Litian turned around and said to Zhou Fan and the others, "You can put on your shoes and go back to your clothes."

Zhou Fan was depressed and put on his top.

The thin monkey came over and hugged Zhou Fan and said, "Afan, why are we so miserable?"

Zhou Fan was about to say something, but Shouhou's parents pulled Shouhou away with a stern face and took Shouhou away.

At this time, Zhou Yimu and Guifeng also walked up to the round altar quickly. Zhou Yimu said with a bitter face: "Let's go home, let's talk about it later."

Guifeng's tears were almost falling, but she also knew that this was not the time to cry, but pulled Zhou Fan and walked out of the round altar.

Walking among the crowd, many villagers who knew each other came over and patted Zhou Yimu's shoulders to show comfort.

Zhou Yimu didn't say anything, but just turned out with a wooden face, and no one would stop the three members of the Zhou family at this time.

Luo Litian, who was standing above the round altar, happened to see this scene. He shook his head sympathetically. The number he registered naturally knew that Zhou Fan was the person with the smallest number this year. Several numbers were as small as that in history of Sanqiu Village, but this situation was rare after all.

Without any words along the way, Zhou Fan and the other two quickly arrived home. As soon as they arrived home, Zhou Yimu reached out to take off Zhou Fan's top.

Zhou Fan quickly reached out to help, and his shirt quickly took off, and the number of "Nineteen" in his heart was still as bright as blood.

After confirming again, Gui Feng sat down and wiped her tears silently as if she was in a state of dismay.

Zhou Yinmu sighed when he looked at the number "Nineteen". He sat on the wooden chair in the small hall, picked up the hookah, lit it and started smoking, and three horizontal lines wrinkled out of his forehead.

Zhou Fan kept a very calm question: "Dad, I forgot everything. What's wrong with you? What's going on with this number?"

Zhou Yimu spat out a mouthful of white smoke before his voice hoarse: "Afan, the number in your heart is your life span, and nineteen means you can only live until your 19th birthday."

Lifespan?

This number is indeed related to age, but Zhou Fan did not expect that this was his life span!

Zhou Fan looked at the bright red number "Nineteen" in his heart in surprise and said, "Dad, is this kind of thing true?"

If this is the case, wouldn’t it mean that he can only live for four years?

Zhou Yimu said with a sad face: "Of course this is true. Life is never wrong. If a person is not sick, pain and encounters any accidents before he dies, then he will have to live until his birthday."

Zhou Fan frowned slightly and said, "Is it the reason for the hair binding ceremony? If I had not participated in the hair binding ceremony, would everything change?"

Zhou Fan was a little suspicious that this was caused by the hair binding ceremony, otherwise how could a blood-colored number appear in his heart?

Zhou Yimu shook his head and said, "Afan, the longevity is born. The hair binding ceremony is only hosted by Master Talisman. You who are fifteen years old can rely on the power of talismans and beast blood to stimulate the qi and blood in your body, and let the longevity appear. The hair binding ceremony will not harm people, otherwise we will not let you participate."

"Only when you reach fifteen years old, you will not be injured by the impact of animal blood. Therefore, no matter where you are, people from all over the world have to wear their hair at the age of fifteen and know their life span."

Zhou Fan lowered his head slightly, he was a little lost. He always felt it was too ridiculous. However, he had seen the horror of ghosts yesterday. There was no common sense in this world. It seemed that it was not strange to have a unique life span, but it was difficult for him to accept it for a while.

"Why do you need to know your life? What will happen to people on the day of your life?" Zhou Fan asked two more questions.

Zhou Yimu took a sip of cigarette from the spout in silence, spitting out white smoke, and then said: "Knowing your life span is to make the person know his life, and it is also to the development of the village. If you live to the day of your life span, it means that your life span has ended, and a longevity ghost will appear to take away your life."

"In order to make yourself clear and for the development of the village, the longevity ghost is killed..." Zhou Fan murmured to himself. He took a deep breath and asked, "Is there any way to stop the longevity ghost from killing him?"

Zhou Yimu shook his head and said, "It's impossible. Even Master Fu, it's impossible to stop the life ghost from taking his life. The life span has ended, and that person can only die. This is the iron rule and no one can change it!"

Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment and said, "Is there a way to increase the life span?"

Zhou Fan was very unwilling to accept that if he could only live for four years, what's the point of traveling over? He even guessed that it might be because his soul occupied this body, which led to such a low life span!

There is no way to stop the life ghost from taking his life, so he can only try to change the life span!

"Afan, it's impossible, how can the life span change? My poor son..." Gui Feng cried and shouted. Her life span was sixty-seven, while Zhou Fan's life span was only nineteen, so she was destined to send a white-haired man to a black-haired man.

Zhou Fan sighed, and he helped Gui Feng up and comforted him: "Mom, don't worry, there will always be a solution."

"Life length... may not be impossible to change." Zhou Yimu suddenly spoke.

Gui Feng was stunned for a moment before saying loudly: "Are you crazy? How can your life span change? I have never heard of a life span change."

Zhou Fan said anxiously: "Mom, don't worry, Dad, what are you talking about?"

Zhou Yimu hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, I don't know much. I just heard from Mr. Mao that if you can practice to a higher level, you can increase your lifespan."

"Who is Mr. Mao?" Zhou Fan's first thought of confirming the authenticity of the news.

Gui Feng first spoke: "Mr. Mao is one of the two talisman masters you have seen today, but Mr. Mao really said that?"

When Zhou Fan heard that it was one of the two talisman masters, he believed it most and moved his gaze to Zhou Yimu.

Zhou Yimu smiled bitterly: "I confirm that he said this, but he said it very vaguely. I don't know if it is true or false, and what level should I reach."

"He said that was nothing wrong." Zhou Fan heard hope, and he quickly asked a more critical thing, "What is cultivation?"

What is practice?

Zhou Yimu and Guifeng looked at each other, and their faces showed a look of dismay.
Chapter completed!