As soon as these words came out of my mouth, I felt a little regretful. I wanted to talk loudly about myself and ask who was wrong, but why did I ask Wan Niang'er?

Sure enough, Wan Niang'er, who had been calm at first, suddenly lost her composure, squinted her eyes slightly, and looked me up and down in a sinister manner.

"that……"

I smiled coquettishly: "Don't ask, just pretend I didn't ask."

Wan Niang'er's eyebrows were raised: "What do you mean?"

I quickly said: "It doesn't mean anything. I'm just asking whatever comes to mind. Don't over-interpret it?"

"Am I over-interpreting it, or do you have ulterior motives?"

Wan Niang'er said lightly: "Don't you just want to remind me that among so many people here, I am the only one who is different? People look at their faces, and ghosts look at their fate. Do you want to remind me that I am a ghost? And the living person is Zhang Xinya.

Okay? Everyone should go their own way and let me leave this body from now on, right? But don’t forget that today, it’s me who should be regarded as a human being. Someone took something that should belong to me.

!”

Sure enough...

I secretly cursed myself for being a bitch, but how can I say this? The more I describe it, the darker it gets!

Mature men all know that the best way to quarrel with a woman is to hold back and say nothing, otherwise if you say one thing, she will have a hundred words waiting for you.

So, I spread my hands and said, "We have been through so many hardships together. If you think I still have such thoughts, then just think that I still have. What I said is wrong. I will kill you or chop you into pieces."

Wan Niang'er was speechless, silent for a moment, and said lightly: "People look at people based on their faces, and ghosts look at people based on their fate. This is actually true, but looking at fate is actually not that mysterious. It's just an instinct.

Once a person dies, everything comes to an end, so ghosts see the world in a blur, but their intuition is more accurate. If someone has a good life, they will instinctively think it looks good. If someone has a bad life, it will look ugly. In fact, it is a kind of

It's just the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and it's completely different from Xiaozhi's ability.

From this aspect, Fan Huzi's method actually makes some sense.

You said that if a person is good-looking in a certain part of his life, he may not necessarily be good-looking in the next life. This is actually a bit biased. For example, if someone has a good-looking nose, it means that the part of his destiny that governs his facial features must be extremely prominent.

If you seize your destiny, it will naturally look better in the eyes of the dead.

Fan Huzhu has captured the outstanding points in so many people's lives, and can indeed make the dead think that she is the most perfect woman in the world. This is the same as the plastic surgery that women in your era often get, but it's just plastic surgery.

, it is easy to mess up your facial features and destiny, and it is most likely to go wrong. If it is not an accidental disfigurement, etc., it is best not to use a knife on your face.

Intercepting this kind of destiny is the same as Hei Miao taking away people's luck. After all, luck is also a part of destiny. This is a relatively simple technique in the unpredictable fortune-telling. It can be seen that this Fan Huzi is not like you.

It's so powerful to imagine, but you've demonized it too much."

After saying this, Lady Wan glanced at me and suddenly said: "As for you... it's a very complicated feeling. I can't say whether it's good or bad, but... I can't see through it. Yes, in the eyes of the dead, you are a very...

A very mysterious person, like a black hole, you can't see the bottom at a glance, you don't know what is behind you, but it makes people want to continue to explore, I don't know how to describe it, maybe it can be said to be a unique charm? "

This is not a comment on my appearance and temperament, but actually a comment on how my destiny makes her feel.

But I didn't think deeply about it. After hearing this, a thought suddenly came to my mind - in this way, I might not be considered an ugly person in the eyes of Chang Yao? Well, at least I would be more pleasing to the eye than a living person?

I was horrified as soon as this idea came up. I felt that I must have been possessed by a ghost to come up with such nonsensical and strange thoughts, so I dismissed it quickly and didn't think about it any more.

Lao Bai suddenly came up to Wan Niang'er, smiling brightly, but with that face, it didn't look like a flower, but instead looked like a cut avocado: "What about me? How am I doing?"

Wan Niang'er said "uh", thought for a long time, and sighed softly: "It's hard to explain in words..."

It’s just that, coupled with the expression that seems to have arrived, this is hard to describe and worth savoring. Is it hard to describe, or is it so hard to see that I have no words to describe it?

The old man's face turned dark and he snorted arrogantly, but he refused to say another word to Wan Niang'er.

While chatting, we walked back along the way we came.

When we went out, it was early in the morning, and the sun was rising from the east. It was not dazzling, but very warm.

"Somehow, every time I emerge from the ground, I feel like I have been reborn."

Brother Yaozi greedily breathed in the fresh air in the forest, licked his dry lips, and said with a smile: "Then, I usually swear that as long as possible, I never want to go down in this life again. As a result, it won't be long before I die again."

Gotta go down."

I pointed at him and said, "You are just lying to yourself. I am prepared. I will probably have to deal with the underground in this life."

After saying that, I glanced at Wushuang who was lying on my shoulder. He was still in a coma. I didn’t know what the situation was. The joy of escaping immediately disappeared without a trace. I sighed gloomily, but the speed of my feet increased.

Already.

Only now did I finally understand how Lao Bai and the others felt about leaving me half-dead on their backs many times.

Brothers and brothers, only those who have broken bones and connected tendons are called brothers. If the other person falls and you don't feel anything in your heart, then you cannot call yourself a brother. You should never lie to yourself about the warmth and coldness of human relationships.

This time is different from the past. The tomb is not in the remote mountains and deserts where there are few people. The journey out is not long. I just camped in the wild and rested for a night. I arrived at Shen Laowu at noon the next day.

pig farm.

Because there is such a special situation as Wushuang, although Brother Yaozi has already said it before, everyone can't help but worry. After a few people put it together, they decided to go back to Zhenwu Temple without stopping and let my master take a look before talking, so that everyone can really

Peace of mind.

It was a good thing that no one died on this trip, but the journey was not less painful. Everyone was miserable and exhausted, especially Lao Bai, who had only a pair of underwear left on his body. When he went out of the mountain, he met several pedestrians.

Covering your mouth and snickering, you should find a place to rest. There is no other way, so we can only bother Shen Laowu first.

We were already very familiar with each other, so we went directly to his residence, where we washed up separately and asked him to prepare some clean clothes.

Shen Laowu looked hesitant to speak, obviously concerned about his own life and death, but seeing Wushuang unconscious and the rest of us looking gloomy, we knew it was not the time to ask questions, so we answered and went to do things.

, and asked me if I needed to find a doctor to take a look at Wushuang.

I waved my hand and refused. Looking at his helpless look, I sighed. I didn't say anything about what happened to us. I just said that Shen Laowu's life was saved, but raising pigs would not be so profitable in the future. I would still act like a down-to-earth businessman.

Let's make the same money.

Shen Laowu's face showed a look of ecstasy, but then he became depressed again.

Of course I knew why he sighed and frowned, but I didn't say much. It's just human nature, there's nothing to dislike about it. In this line of work, I've seen a lot of vicious people, so he's considered a relatively good person.

To my surprise, the depressed look on Shen Laowu's face disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he said to me apologetically: "I'm sorry, brother, I made you laugh, but I was too greedy to survive."

That's great. He actually still thinks about money. You see... this person is so mean. When he was poor before, he only thought about getting rich. When he got rich, his life was about to end, so he thought about surviving. From then on

I live an peaceful life, but someone actually saved my life, but I feel like I can’t earn that much money. It’s a pity. It’s really... because of me, Wushuang brothers have become like that, they shouldn’t!"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to give himself a mouthful.

I hurriedly grabbed him, and the previous unhappiness disappeared, and sighed: "This matter has nothing to do with you. Forget it, you'd better not know about our affairs. File a lawsuit to get the child back, and you'll be fine from now on."

Just live your life, if you can let go of this money, you are already a person in my eyes."

Shen Laowu nodded and saw that I had no intention of speaking, so he left.

The bathroom in the villa is limited, so people had to come in to wash themselves. While I was waiting, I plugged in my phone, which had already run out of battery, to charge it. As I was waiting to turn it on, I was startled by a series of crackling rings. I turned on the phone and took a look.

, all of them have missed call IDs, there are two to three hundred of them, and they are all from the same person.

"Fu Huicheng calls you so many times? This is not his character. Is there something wrong?"
Chapter completed!