Zhang Wufeng already knew about Zhu Pingping's experience a month ago, but he just sighed and ignored it.
At this moment, he had caught up with Yang Xiaobin, but Yang Xiaobin did not take action directly, but just looked on with a cold look on his face.
"Don't take action for now. With your skills, you should know why I'm looking for you." Yang Xiaobin's face was very serious, and he had no intention of taking action.
Zhang Wufeng stopped not far in front of him and looked at him indifferently.
"You suddenly became so powerful, inherited from the 'divine fortune teller'?"
Zhang Wufeng speculated slightly, and suddenly his heart trembled.
"You are right, I am the fortune teller, so you should know how that scene happened, right?" Yang Xiaobin's tone was slightly low.
"I know, of course I know what kind of person Yang Xiaolan was back then, but what does it matter? Qin Shuang is right, love will not run aground for any reason."
"You overestimate the love of mortals. What are mortals? They are just ants.
Also, the reason why I dare to calm down and talk with you now is because I have discovered a very powerful special ability. If we are all living in the calculation and deduction of a powerful person, when the deduction
If Yan disappears, everything will be restored, so what?"
Yang Xiaobin's words made Zhang Wufeng's heart beat suddenly, and his mind couldn't help but go back to the experience he had with Yang Xiaolan.
At this moment, his heart became turbulent, and his realm seemed to begin to tremble.
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Note: Here is a detailed account of the beginning of the love affair between Zhang Wufeng and Yang Xiaolan, because this is the real core of this book. A deeper reason will be revealed later, which allowed Zhang Wufeng to break through the shackles of fate and reach the realm of original sin. In the fifth episode,
Original sin is about to begin.
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"Hey, who are you looking for?" The eunuch's voice of a man named 'Li Si' in the university dormitory immediately caused the roommates to prick up their ears and listen carefully, and they were all ready to go. As soon as they heard about themselves.
The name immediately springs to mind.
"Can I find Zhang Wufeng and ask him to answer the phone?" The woman's reserved voice came out from the thin phone, making it difficult for any male creature to refuse.
Zhang Wufeng knew who this person was as soon as he heard the voice, and without saying anything, he sat up from the bed, leaned against the iron bed rail next to him, and reached for the phone.
"Hey, is this Zhang Wufeng?"
"Um."
"Would you like to come to our school to play? I, I miss you very much."
There was a moment of silence, and the dormitory was suddenly so quiet that one could even hear people's heartbeats. Several buddies looked at Zhang Wufeng with admiration, thinking that this kid could actually sneak across Chen Cang. After a while, a faint voice came again.
Come.
"Come on, maybe after this time, it will be difficult for us to meet again."
Do you want to go or not? Zhang Wufeng was silent, but the other end of the phone was obviously silent for a long time, and then sighed faintly. Zhang Wufeng felt a chill in his heart, and subconsciously replied: "Yes."
"Really?" The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly sounded a little surprised, and then said: "Well, just call me when you come. I will wait for your call in the dormitory. When you come, I will pick you up at the station.
You, when will you come?"
"Wait a minute, I'll be here right now. I'll call you when I get there. That's it." After saying that, Zhang Wufeng hung up the phone.
Zhang Wufeng thought about it. Next week is the sports meeting of his school. Three days of boring time, plus a free day on Friday, there will be no classes next week. Then think about the girl he and the other party have a mutual affection for.
My child, Zhang Wufeng resolutely tidied up two sets of clothes, then tidied up his personal appearance, put on his backpack, and then said hello to Li Si and asked him to help him answer the roll call in class. Only then did several roommates
He left with envious eyes.
When Zhang Wufeng came out of the dormitory, he felt that the weather was a little cold, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He had come out anyway, and it was impossible to run back to get clothes. He stopped the car three times, but Zhang Wufeng didn't stop him.
There are direct buses from Zhang Wufeng's school to Xiaolan's school, but because Zhang Wufeng's school is in the suburbs, these buses don't stop.
When the fourth car passed by, it still didn't stop. But the silhouette of the car suddenly passed through Zhang Wufeng's body, bringing up a strong wind, which made Zhang Wufeng's heart suddenly tremble. This scene was so familiar.
Zhang Wufeng was very confused as to why he often felt like this, and even had some inexplicable dreams every month. But he couldn't figure it out, so he gave up. It was very tiring to think like this.
Zhang Wufeng had no choice but to slowly walk to the station carrying books and newspapers. When he reached the station, more than two hours had passed. Zhang Wufeng's legs were already a little sore, and there were waves of pain between his bones.
Even so, Zhang Wufeng gritted his teeth, bought the ticket with difficulty, and then got on the bus with difficulty.
Lying on the soft seat in the car, Zhang Wufeng breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking that his body was so poor, Zhang Wufeng couldn't help but feel a little sad. The figure in his mind was always lingering in his heart, missing him.
, in fact, all the time, but Zhang Wufeng knew his situation.
His father's health is deteriorating, his mother is still working hard at the bleaching powder factory, and his grandparents have already passed away. Although several relatives are relatively wealthy, they all treat his family like enemies...
Because of his poor family, Zhang Wufeng is also very sensible, but he is a bit withdrawn and autistic, and he is also a little depressed and decadent. After all, the family burden and everything else are on him alone. The pressure is really unimaginable.
My family is very poor, and it was difficult to borrow money for college. When I borrowed the money, I was afraid that my parents would also suffer a lot of grievances. In addition, I was not in good health. Looking for a girlfriend would be difficult.
Isn’t it a drag on others?
Zhang Wufeng withdrew his thoughts and looked at the gloomy sky and the receding trees outside the window. The afterimages instantly formed another road. It was a simple road. There were all kinds of human beings on the road.
People were coming and going, walking in a hurry, as if something big happened at the end of the road.
Zhang Wufeng knew that he was fantasizing again, so he simply closed his eyes, and the familiar figure appeared in front of him again.
In fact, when we were in high school, we had a good impression of each other, but we never broke up with each other. Since entering college, Zhang Wufeng has not met the girl again, and only talked on the phone a few times. The girl likes him very much.
, he knew it in his heart, but when he thought about his own situation, he had always acted ignorant, and this time, he agreed to her inexplicably, maybe because of her sad sigh, or,
It's because of the sad longing that still remains in my heart.
The girl's name is Yang Xiaolan. She is one meter tall and has a very good figure, but she is not very beautiful. She has a pair of dark, shiny and slightly melancholy eyes under her light eyebrows. Her long hair is a little curly and her face is a little small.
freckles. Coupled with two or three small pimples, her appearance was not outstanding.
Yang Xiaolan and Zhang Wufeng went to college together in the first year of junior high school. At that time, they were at the same table in the third year of junior high school, and they were in the same class for the entire three years of high school. That was at that time
, the two of them also went through adolescence, and naturally developed a good impression after getting along day and night. Neither of them was good at words, and after understanding some vague feelings, they both avoided meeting each other. Therefore, when they got to college, this matter slowly
That's all.
The reason why they met again was actually because Yang Xiaolan learned that Zhang Wufeng occasionally likes to play games and visit QQ, so she tried every possible means to find Zhang Wufeng's few friends to find out his QQ number, and then by chance
Just added.
After arriving at the university, Zhang Wufeng had a glimpse of the so-called life in the university. After several months of training, it was no surprise that some blatant and romantic things happened. Thinking of these, Zhang Wufeng felt a little alone.
Or, being able to have someone to love may really be a kind of happiness, but your own happiness is so far away from you.
Will his happiness be Yang Xiaolan? Zhang Wufeng doesn't know, but he can be regarded as simply loving Yang Xiaolan, and it is impossible for Yang Xiaolan to accompany him to endure hardships, so Zhang Wufeng is a little hesitant. What is the purpose of going to her this time?
Right or wrong? If I were to go back to the beginning again, would I still choose to be with Yang Xiaolan? Maybe, maybe I would deliberately avoid it.
Zhang Wufeng was a little sad, and his body was also very tired. He gently pushed the car window open a little, and immediately there was a rush of wind in his face, making Zhang Wufeng's thin body uncontrollably tremble.
Whenever I think about feelings, why do I feel pain like blood dripping in my heart? Why do I feel so decadent and desperate? Zhang Wufeng grabbed his hair with some distress, and then closed his eyes again, a drop of tears fell.
Then it slipped silently from the corner of the eye.
Fell on the chair, Zhang Wufeng fell asleep in the somewhat cold wind.
With a "boom", Zhang Wufeng felt as if the world was turned upside down, and his head seemed to be penetrated by many sharp thorns. It was extremely painful. Such severe pain made him scream unbearably.
"ah……"
Feeling the severe pain in his body and the hollow feeling that seemed to be shrinking his soul, Zhang Wufeng opened his eyes, and everything in front of him immediately told him that he had been in a car accident.
Because there is probably a long downhill road on this road close to the city, and there is a larger bridge under the slope. There is a toll station not far across the bridge. Because the brakes of this car were broken, the car itself plus the
The driver initially spent too much time picking up passengers, and now he was afraid of being late at the station, so he accelerated all the way. When going downhill, he hit the brakes too hard to avoid a large transport truck, and the brakes broke for some reason.
, so the driver turned the steering wheel in a panic and hit the bridge. The car flipped off the bridge and hit the rugged river bed that had dried up. The driver's legs were severed on the spot, and his body was stuck in the driver's seat.
cabin, he was killed immediately, and other passengers suffered numerous casualties...
Zhang Wufeng only felt that his eyes were a little hazy, and his body and mind were extremely tired. The scenery in front of him slowly began to move. At this moment, along with the pain and weakness of his body, Zhang Wufeng's eyes slowly closed.
And before he closed his eyes, those dreams and past events gradually dissipated in his mind.
Waves of light wind blew over, and Zhang Wufeng thought that he had to go see Yang Xiaolan, the girl who had always been crazy about him, so he opened his eyes with difficulty. He was lying on a larger gray rock on the river bed.
Behind, there are still a lot of glass fragments and blood in the distance, but the car has disappeared, and there are no injured people nearby. But it seems that they have all been rescued. Why not rescue yourself? At least you should take yourself with you.
Go back?
Thinking of this, Zhang Wufeng looked at his clothes and found that they were still intact. Except for the severe pain in his head, hands, feet, and chest, everything else was in good condition. To think that he could still survive a disaster like this was incredible.
It's just unbelievable
Although Zhang Wufeng had a lot of questions, he knew that he still had to rush to Xiaolan's school quickly, otherwise she would be very worried about him, so Zhang Wufeng didn't care whether he was really lucky or something, and kept pouting.
walked forward.
After walking for more than 20 minutes, the blood in his legs seemed to have moved, and the pain was less. Moreover, after sweating all over, Zhang Wufeng felt that his body as a whole felt much more comfortable.
When he came to a platform, Zhang Wufeng spotted a direct bus and was about to get on it. He immediately heard a crisp voice calling over: "Wufeng, is that you?" Then a man wearing ordinary white clothes
The girl in blue jeans ran towards him.
Zhang Wufeng looked at the girl's face that turned a little red due to running, and the anxious and surprised expression on her face, and was somewhat touched in her heart. From the dormitory of the girl's school to here, Zhang Wufeng knew that it was at least seven thousand meters.
It's a long distance, and judging from the girl's anxious look, she must have come running.
Zhang Wufeng sighed in his heart and thought: "Xiaolan, you are so stupid." But with a gentle smile on his lips, he said to Yang Xiaolan who was running towards her: "Xiaolan, it's me, I'm here."
As he spoke, he walked towards Yang Xiaolan.
Yang Xiaolan came to Zhang Wufeng's side, her body almost leaning into Zhang Wufeng's arms, but there was no same expression on her face, but a very sincere expression of relief at last.
Yang Xiaolan looked at Zhang Wufeng, who seemed to be in good health, and then exhaled and said relaxedly: "Wufeng, you don't know, during lunch just now, the sisters in my dormitory said they saw a car coming here on the news.
There was a car accident, and she also told me that one of the people who was sent to the hospital looked very similar to you... Don't be angry, they had to look at the photos you gave me... So I'm very worried about you, but...
I couldn't get through when I called your mobile phone, which really scared me to death... so I ran here, hoping to ask the staff at the toll station about the car accident..."
Zhang Wufeng was a little speechless. In fact, it could only be said that he was lucky, but he did not want to cause trouble. He just said comfortingly: "Xiaolan, it's okay. I'm not in that car. I'm in another car."
, your sister must have seen it wrong." As he spoke, Zhang Wufeng gently held Xiaolan's hand in his, and gently brushed the bangs on Xiaolan's forehead, who was still a little stunned.
Yang Xiaolan lowered her head slightly. It took a long time for the tears in her eyes to gradually dry up, but her red eyes could not hide from Zhang Wufeng's eyes.
Zhang Wufeng tightened Yang Xiaolan's hand, and felt a little trembling in his heart. He and Xiaolan had been together for three or four years, but he had never seen her cry for anything. At most, it was just the melancholy in her eyes, and the first
The first time I saw her cry, it was for herself.
Zhang Wufeng did not shy away from the eyes of passers-by on the street, and just held Xiaolan's hand and walked towards the school. He knew that with Yang Xiaolan's temperament, she naturally did not want to go to school by car.
Yang Xiaolan was a bit shy. Faced with Zhang Wufeng's arrogant holding of her hand, although she was a little excited, she was still a little scared. Zhang Wufeng also knew that this city was very backward and the people in the city were also very traditional. Holding hands on the street was not bad.
, if it was a hug or a kiss, it would be a bit excessive. It was not at all like the city where I lived, which was highly developed and there were many people making love to each other on the street. Therefore, the urge to hug Xiaolan was suppressed.
After arriving at the school, Yang Xiaolan took Zhang Wufeng directly to a well-decorated hotel. Zhang Wufeng was slightly stunned. Yang Xiaolan smiled and said: "I knew you were coming, so I rented a house for you.
I've rented it for a week, and I've bought all the daily necessities for you. Come and eat in the cafeteria with me. If you're not used to it, you can eat in a restaurant outside."
Zhang Wufeng looked at the neatly tidied room. There was also a color TV and a desk. There were also some books borrowed from the library on the desk. Two brand-new white shirts and white shirts were hung next to them.
casual pants and even hangers are ready...
Zhang Wufeng looked at the worried expression on Yang Xiaolan's face and said with a gentle smile: "Okay, Xiaolan, I promise you to stay here for a week and accompany you to classes and play."
The hesitation on Yang Xiaolan's face immediately changed to a look of surprise. She nodded excitedly and said, "Okay, are you tired after walking for so long? I know it will be inconvenient for you to walk because of your long legs. Are you here?"
Wait for me here, I will prepare some hot water for you, let you clean up first, so that your body will feel better, and I will buy some food later." After saying this, Yang Xiaolan went out first without waiting for Zhang Wufeng's answer.
Already.
Zhang Wufeng sat alone on the bed. It could be seen that the sheets were even new. Zhang Wufeng looked at Yang Xiaolan busy in and out, and always felt some affection in his heart.
After taking a shower, Zhang Wufeng put the clothes aside and walked out of the room. He asked the boss about the rent price and learned that it indeed cost one hundred and fifty yuan, not to mention those things.
Daily necessities such as two sets of clothes are at least 400 yuan.
Four hundred yuan, Zhang Wufeng knew, was Xiaolan's food expenses for two months.
A girl who can sincerely spend two months of her food expenses to show consideration for others would rather live frugally and not buy cosmetics, decent clothes, or eat a better meal at her prime age.
...Don't say anything else, just this point, Zhang Wufeng himself is a little silent.
Zhang Wufeng didn't say anything, walked out of the boss's room outside, and sat directly on the bed.
It only took Yang Xiaolan a moment to come back. She was holding two large plastic bags in her hands. One contained a portion of roast pork with mushrooms, the other contained a portion of chicken soup, and there was a larger box.
It's filled with white rice.
Zhang Wufeng looked at Yang Xiaolan. She didn't seem to feel tired at all. On the contrary, she was a little excited, but when she looked at Zhang Wufeng, she had a shy and avoidant look.
After Zhang Wufeng asked her to eat with him but she refused, he didn't say anything more and started eating alone. After Yang Xiaolan looked around, she went to help Zhang Wufeng wash clothes.
Zhang Wufeng seems to feel a little bit at home at this time, like a harmonious family, the husband is eating, the wife is washing clothes, and both parties are very considerate... Zhang Wufeng can't hold back the love in his heart, but
He knew that he couldn't, because first of all, his health was not very good; secondly, the Zhang family could be considered a poor family, and Xiaolan's family background was not good. If he kept up with him, it would really be a big burden, and he would be dragged down by it.
, not only Xiaolan, but also Xiaolan’s entire family...
Zhang Wufeng finished the meal unconsciously, and Xiaolan had also finished washing the clothes. When he was about to clear away the dishes, Zhang Wufeng took the cold red hand and squeezed it gently. He stared at Yang Xiaolan's
With her sincere gaze, Zhang Wufeng's heart trembled, he put down her little hand again, and said softly: "Just clean it up, don't tire yourself too much."
…
I have been with Xiaolan for five days, and today is the sixth day. After tomorrow, I will go back to my school. Zhang Wufeng thought, should he take his relationship with Xiaolan a step further? He is not a saint, and
He also liked Xiaolan very much, but he always had too many worries and was a little hesitant.
Zhang Wufeng woke up very early in the morning, but was too lazy to get up from bed. Ezhou and Huangzhou are very close. Yang Xiaolan said yesterday that she would take him to visit Dongpo Red Cliff today. He actually doesn't care about this, as long as he can
Being with Yang Xiaolan for a longer period of time is already very satisfying for him. Zhang Wufeng has an unconcealable feeling of love for Yang Xiaolan from beginning to end, and it seems that he can give up everything for her.
I remember the first time he met Yang Xiaolan, he kept staring at this little girl from the moment she entered the classroom until she sat next to him. Xiaolan was not beautiful at that time, but she had that unique
The temperament and slim figure made Zhang Wufeng's heart tremble. At that time, Zhang Wufeng felt that this girl had a water-like temperament.
While he was still thinking about things, he heard a gentle knock on the door outside. Zhang Wufeng escaped from the quilt, opened the door, and waited for Xiaolan to come in before closing it again.
Xiaolan looked at Zhang Wufeng who was wearing very little clothes and exposed a lot of nakedness. She immediately stopped looking at him and pretended to be angry: "You little lazy boy, go get dressed quickly."
It was rare for Zhang Wufeng to see that the gentle and carefree Xiaolan had such a little daughter-like side. His heart warmed, and he obediently started chatting with Yang Xiaolan while getting dressed.
"Xiaolan, can you tell me why you said it will be difficult for us to meet each other after this time?" Zhang Wufeng said softly.
"Zhang Wufeng, do you have to know this? You may not believe this." Xiaolan hesitated.
"Say it, I believe it." Zhang Wufeng's eyes revealed firmness and trust.
"Okay." Xiaolan was obviously silent for a while before continuing: "For several weeks, I have been dreaming about living with you. Later I said that we got married, but then we divorced, and I even asked you to
It hurts a lot, I’m very sad..."
Zhang Wufeng's heart trembled, and he was subconsciously at a loss.
"What's behind?" Zhang Wufeng knew that the content behind might be the key.
"Later, I will die later..." Yang Xiaolan looked very disappointed and murmured: "Actually, I am also very scared, but I love you and don't want to lose you... Maybe I am a selfish girl, I
I am very afraid of death and have no one to rely on, so I came to you so eagerly. Of course, there are other reasons, and I think you also know..." After saying this, Xiaolan glanced at Zhang Wufeng with some resentment, and Zhang Wufeng was slightly
Somewhat embarrassing.
…
"Don't worry, from now on when we are together, I will rely on you in everything, care for you, and won't let you suffer any injustice," Zhang Wufeng said confidently and sincerely.
"Well, I will also treat you well." Yang Xiaolan said shyly with a slight blush.
Yang Xiaolan walked gently to Xiaolan and held her trembling body in his arms. Yang Xiaolan did not speak anymore, but gently rested her head on Zhang Wufeng's shoulder.
Seeing that Yang Xiaolan was not in a high mood, Zhang Wufeng decided to take her for a good trip. Thinking of the trip, Zhang Wufeng suddenly had an idea and his eyes lit up. He kissed Yang Xiaolan gently on her forehead and said, "Xiaolan, let's go to Dragon King."
Come on, let’s go to Chibi to see it when the time comes.”
Yang Xiaolan smiled very understandingly and said obediently: "Okay, I'll clean up the things first, let's have breakfast together later and buy some snacks. I won't be back for lunch at noon."
Zhang Wufeng smiled happily when he saw Xiaolan regaining her joyful appearance.
Longwang Mountain is about 1,300 meters above sea level. It is not very big, but it has the charm of a scenic spot, and it has not been developed into a tourist attraction. It was still very early when I went up with Yang Xiaolan, although it was already 9 a.m.
, but still no one came, and the surroundings were quiet.
Zhang Wufeng actually had another purpose of coming here, which was to find someone to tell fortunes. Zhang Wufeng once heard his fourth uncle Zhang Zhengde say that there was a fortune teller on Longwang Mountain who was very accurate and would tell fortunes to people every month, but the price was too high.
It's very expensive, one hundred yuan a time.
Zhang Wufeng thought about it secretly in his mind at that time, and always felt that this fortune teller was very cunning. He calculated it every month, and even if there were only ten people a day, there would still be a thousand yuan. This, first of all, gave everyone a sense of mystery, and secondly,
, as long as it is a little bit standard and the calculation is not outrageous, it will be convinced by others. Moreover, the high price is exactly in line with the mentality of ordinary people who judge good and bad based on high and low. Therefore, after such an analysis, Zhang Wufeng only felt that this
The fortune teller is a master of making money, but his fortune telling skills are probably not very good. If he were really good, he would not be reduced to making a living by fortune telling.
While walking, Zhang Wufeng was thinking about some related matters. Yang Xiaolan was a little worried that Zhang Wufeng was tired, so she pointed to a flat ground in the dense forest ahead and said: "Zhang Wufeng, let's rest there for a while."
Zhang Wufeng was thinking about something, but he didn't notice that he didn't seem tired at all, so after Xiaolan interrupted his thinking, he looked towards the place Xiaolan mentioned.
In an instant, there was a dark forest, a broad and simple apprentice platform, and a few simple stone stools next to it. This scene turned out to be so familiar, so familiar that Zhang Wufeng was frightened.
Zhang Wufeng was surprised, but said nothing on his face. He directly took Yang Xiaolan's hand and walked towards the platform in the woods. Here, Zhang Wufeng thought silently in his heart, there is a piece of granite in front of it, which looks like a sword, simple and unpretentious.
It is also bare on the outside, and next to it is a strange beast carved from stone. This strange beast looks very much like a Tibetan mastiff.
"Eh? Wufeng, look here." Yang Xiaolan's sudden surprised voice once again interrupted Zhang Wufeng's imagination.
Zhang Wufeng looked towards where Xiaolan was pointing, and his heart suddenly trembled again. What he saw in front of him at this moment was the scenes in his imagination...
It took Zhang Wufeng a long time to calm down from the shock. The familiar feeling of this place had left in that moment, but Zhang Wufeng felt irritable and depressed. There was indeed something fishy about this place.
Zhang Wufeng didn't want to stay here any longer. After all, he came here mostly to make Yang Xiaolan happy. How could he take care of his own emotions first? Thinking of this, Zhang Wufeng shook Yang Xiaolan's hand and said: "Xiaolan, let's go over there.
Bar."
Yang Xiaolan didn't notice Zhang Wufeng's abnormality. In her subconscious, she was actually satisfied as long as she was with Zhang Wufeng. She didn't care much about fear, fear, or other things. So she replied readily: "Well
,OK."
In fact, even Yang Xiaolan herself is a little strange. Zhang Wufeng is actually a very ordinary person, and he is also a bit stupid, inhumane, and ruthless. His appearance is also very ordinary, and he is only taller than herself.
Less than ten centimeters, and her family background was extremely poor and her body was weak... But even so, when she first saw him, Xiaolan was only fourteen or fifteen years old at that time. At that time, she had a feeling in her heart
A different kind of heart-pounding feeling, as if I couldn't live without him.
This strange feeling, coupled with the fact that every time she saw Zhang Wufeng frowning or looking depressed, she felt a sense of distress and pity. She didn't know why. But every time Zhang Wufeng smiled gently at her
When she does, she will feel inexplicably warm in her heart.
Yang Xiaolan followed Zhang Wufeng and walked to the stone steps. It was more than ten o'clock, and the sky had not cleared up. The air here still revealed the freshness of the air and the desolation of the mountains. It was almost November, but the coolness of autumn had already begun to fade.
Overdone.
Zhang Wufeng looked down and saw that the cliff he had originally imagined did not appear. Instead, there was a stone step with a relatively steep slope. There were many tombstones scattered next to it, and the tombstones seemed to be very old.
On the dilapidated stone steps going down, Zhang Wufeng saw a group of people wearing bright and fashionable clothes, including old people and young people, but most of them were women in their thirties.
About two hundred meters down, there is a small platform, where most women and a few old people and young people happily sing weird and inexplicable songs. Zhang Wufeng always feels a little strange in his heart, coming here
Because there are only two roads, the front mountain and the back mountain. The back mountain is the main entrance of Chibi. Because of Chibi’s business issues, the back mountain is temporarily closed. Yang Xiaolan has told him this a long time ago, but the front mountain itself has been closed since seven in the morning.
At half past o'clock, I had breakfast not far from the mountain. In addition, I was playing and playing on the way up the mountain. I didn't see anyone coming up at all. Even if they had, due to the problem of the mountain range, the best route to this stone step is the one I took.
How did those people get in? At their age, do they like to find hidden stone steps on the cliffs?
Zhang Wufeng suppressed the doubts in his heart, because he heard from his fourth uncle that Taoist priests or monks would often go to the Yanlong Platform in Longwang Mountain. Most of those people had some ability, but if a fortune teller appeared there,
, he must be a very accurate man. And Zhang Wufeng didn't come here to tell fortunes, but after all, Xiaolan was the one he loved in his heart. Seeing that she might be entangled with something dirty, he took the opportunity to tell her fortune.
She brought her here, hoping to meet some Taoist monks or something here.
Zhang Wufeng continued walking down, and suddenly felt something floating over quietly, very fast, and it immediately reached his side.
Zhang Wufeng was caught off guard and was startled by this. He grabbed Yang Xiaolan's hand and pulled Xiaolan to his back out of protectiveness. At the same time, he quickly turned around and leaned against that
A bit dirty on the hillside.
Xiaolan was also frightened by Zhang Wufeng's movements, and almost fell down on the stone steps before she could stand firm. However, the huge force in Zhang Wufeng's hands made her escape from danger in an instant, and her heart pounded.
He jumped straight up, feeling very relieved and happy, and thought to himself: "He is so strong."
An old man in his seventies was passing by Zhang Wufeng at this moment. The old man was dressed very shabbily, so one could tell that he was an old farmer from the countryside. However, he was wearing a pair of reading glasses, which made people feel that he was a little more tacky.
Zhang Wufeng looked at the old man carefully, and the old man happened to turn around and look at Zhang Wufeng and the two of them. His somewhat cloudy eyes suddenly seemed to become a little brighter.
The old man does not look very old. His back is slightly hunched, and he is carrying a canvas bag on his back. The hair on his head is a little sparse, most of it is silver-white, and most of his beard is black, white, and black, and his face is
There were a lot of wrinkles on his face, and his eyes were somewhat clear between the turbidity. Zhang Wufeng was a little surprised by the rapid walking speed of the old man's body, which was unbelievably strong.
At this age, Zhang Wufeng could guess that he was over seventy years old without even thinking about it, but he had a very strange feeling in his heart. This old man was only forty-three years old. Zhang Wufeng was shocked by his thoughts.
, looked at the old man sheepishly, and then his attention was attracted by the dancing movements below.
Those women, old people, and young people were all singing and dancing there happily. The songs were melodious and sweet, and the dances were like soaring swans, like girls picking flowers, and like immortals dancing swords... Just as Zhang Wufeng was immersed in the beautiful dances and classical music.
At that moment, the old man suddenly said hoarsely: "They are all monsters from the City in the Sky who are acting crazy there, what's there to see?"
Zhang Wufeng's heart froze, and he suddenly woke up from the wonderful artistic conception. Although the old man seemed to have scolded those women unintentionally, after all, in this traditional small city, and at the old man's age, seeing those women actually
Wearing only thin clothes, and nakedness leaking from many parts of the body, it was natural and normal to curse a monster, immoral, etc. However, Zhang Wufeng did not think so. Zhang Wufeng even felt that it was very scary for the old man to say such things.
**is true
Zhang Wufeng gently pushed Yang Xiaolan, who was still listening to the singing, and asked softly: "Xiaolan, do you know who that old guy is?"
Xiaolan came back to her senses and happened to see the back of the old man going down the stone steps. After taking a look, she and Zhang Wufeng stood on the stone steps again and whispered: "That old man seems to be the one who tells fortunes every month."
In fact, I am not sure about the old fortune teller. However, there are only a few fortune tellers in Yanlongtai area, and among these few people, the one who tells fortunes once a month is a bit
The hunchbacked old man is naturally the old man who is respected as the fortune teller."
"Oh, that's it. Huh? Why is the old man missing?" Zhang Wufeng asked in surprise. In less than half a minute when Xiaolan spoke, the old man disappeared from the stone steps, and Zhang Wufeng felt again
A somewhat shocking feeling.
Xiaolan looked around, and indeed didn't see anything. She wasn't surprised at all. She just said: "He is a very weird person. Usually, even if someone comes to tell fortunes, he usually takes the money first, but doesn't give up after receiving the money."
He must tell fortunes and tell others to leave directly. Sometimes he only says a few words, sometimes he doesn’t say anything, and the fortune tellers just sit with him for a while, but because of his reputation, everyone comes to tell fortunes.
He has the mentality of spending money to eliminate misfortune, so even if this is the case, no one will give him trouble. Sometimes he will take the initiative to tell people's fortunes, but the money will still be collected. If the person is not willing to give the money, he will give him half.
, the person whose life he calculated half of, no matter who he is, will pay for the other half, so he also has a nickname called 'Half Calculation', but I don't know if the old man today is him."
Zhang Wufeng was not surprised to hear this. His fourth uncle had also told him these things, but not in detail. Seeing Yang Xiaolan explain in detail, and looking at the love that was always revealed in her eyes, Zhang Wufeng would hold the one in his hand.
The soft little hand was moved to the left hand, and the right hand gently stretched from Xiaolan's back to her waist, and then gently stopped there, feeling warm and soft at the beginning.
Xiaolan's body trembled slightly, and then she didn't struggle. She just lowered her head. Then when she raised it, she suddenly pointed her right hand at the Yanlong Platform below and said: "Wufeng, look below.
Sure enough, it's him, he's setting up a street stall down there to collect money and tell fortunes."
"Well, he got down from here in just a few minutes and put everything in place. This old guy really has some skills." Zhang Wufeng said with some disdain. Knowing that this old man was a fortune teller, Zhang Wufeng was a little disgusted.
However, due to Xiaolan's physical condition, Zhang Wufeng came into contact with the so-called magic stick he hated the most.
Originally, with the reputation of this divine fortune teller and his ability, fortune telling once a month would be very lively, and fortune telling is done on a fixed day every month, so there would be a lot of tourists on that day.
It's just that today is not his monthly fortune-telling day. It is precisely because of this that Yang Xiaolan hesitates whether he is a fortune teller. But Yang Xiaolan doesn't know that this fortune teller is here to tell fortunes today.
The last life was an uncontrollable impulse in his heart, and it was also the last life he had already calculated.
The divine fortune teller is a bit sad. After all, because of fortune telling, he lost his grandparents, father and mother, as well as his wife and son to death at birth. His only daughter was born with a personality conflict with his, so she survived.
, but the daughter disliked him extremely in her heart. Fortunately, his daughter was also very sensible, so it was okay for the father and daughter to depend on each other.
Until now, the fortune teller has worked hard to be punished by God, so he has saved 150,000 yuan for his daughter. With this money, his daughter will not have to worry about college and life. When he goes out in the morning, the fortune teller will also save money.
The bank card and password were left on the desk in his daughter's room, and he told her that if he didn't come back, he would have gone out of town, and asked her not to look for him.
The fortune teller raised his head and looked at the intimate man and woman walking towards him. He made a few calculations with his trembling right hand, and his expression changed several times.
Zhang Wufeng did not believe in evil in his heart. Although he was a little superstitious, he was born not to believe in fate. Destiny was in his own hands. This was what he believed in. Therefore, when he stepped forward, Zhang Wufeng took out money from his trouser pocket and threw it to him. The old man
But he said hoarsely: "No, telling your fortune is my destiny. No money is needed." As he said that, he began to play with the copper compasses, flags, Tai Chi mirrors, and the seven ancient ones around him.
The copper coin is the kind of very ancient copper coin with a square mouth in the middle.
Zhang Wufeng saw that since the old man came here, the old people, women and young people who were singing and dancing had all dispersed one by one, taking a look here as they dispersed.
Yang Xiaolan seemed a little nervous and trembling, feeling that she was actually a little afraid of this old man at this moment. Zhang Wufeng just put more force on her waist with his right hand, holding her closer to him. This was just secretly.
Tell her with actions that you don’t have to be afraid as long as I’m here.
Xiaolan looked at Zhang Wufeng movedly, and her mood slowly calmed down.
"Tell me your birth date and name." The old man's hoarse voice came. Although he knew most of everything about the person in front of him, he still habitually asked the other person to tell him his birth date first.
Date, month, day and time of birth. The more precise it is, the more accurate it will be.