Deadly Appointment: I, the fortune teller, am actually the zombie king?

In 1998.

Hong kong.

Noisy shopping street.

Two beautiful women were holding hands, talking and laughing together.

One of them wore a short white skirt, a white shirt, and slightly curly hair, which was very fashionable.

"Xiaoling, are we going to Sakura Country tomorrow?"

An elegant and beautiful woman with round-framed glasses held the hand of the woman in a short white skirt and asked with some curiosity.

"But do you have to go abroad for cleaning?"

She was curious.

Because tomorrow, Xiaoling will go with her to Sakura Country to clean up at a hot spring hotel.

Cleaning work....

Can I still go abroad?

Simple Wang Zhenzhen was a little puzzled.

Ma Xiaoling looked at Zhenzhen and said with a smile: "Don't care so much, you just have fun there, after I finish my work, we can go shopping!" "

Mention shopping.

Ma Xiaoling's eyes had an indescribable brightness.

"Huh."

"Xiaoling, look there—"

Suddenly.

Wang Zhenzhen looked curiously into the alley they were about to walk through.

She stopped.

His eyes looked curiously into the alley.

Ma Xiaoling's eyes widened.

Deep in the alley.

There was an old table with an ancient book on the table, and a figure sat at the table.

It was a young man in a black Zhongshan suit, his face was handsome, his expression was calm and indifferent looking ahead, a pair of eyes seemed to have no emotion, but it made people feel a gentle calm, it seemed that everything would not make him have any mood swings, and there was a mysterious aura around his body.

Beside him was a somewhat old, tattered ancient flag, and the ancient flag was written with a small seal——

[Heaven and earth know everything].

[Yin and Yang gossip life and death are clear].

"Fortune telling?"

Ma Xiaoling's eyebrows frowned slightly.

In front of the table——

There are quite a few people standing, waiting to tell fortunes.

The front of the table.

It is a strong man wearing a gold necklace, with a fat head and big ears, followed by a beautiful woman.

"Xiaoling!"

"Let's go over and take a look!"

Wang Zhenzhen looked at this scene, very interested, and pulled Ma Xiaoling over.

Ma Xiaoling didn't want to go over.

Fortune teller?

There is simply no one in the world who can tell fortunes!

Almost fortune tellers, all are divine sticks!

But was pulled by Wang Zhenzhen, Ma Xiaoling had to follow helplessly.

"Hey!"

"Do the math for me!"

When Wang Zhenzhen pulled Ma Xiaoling over——

The strong man opened his mouth and shouted to the figure behind the fortune-telling table.

His words were very unkind.

But the young man was not annoyed or angry, and calmly spoke:

"Birthday eight characters."

The strong man spoke, "The twenty-fourth morning of November in the year of Ji You. "

Airplanes.

The young man calmly opened the ancient book in front of him.

He turned the page quietly.

The ancient book is a blank.

"Sun Song."

"Born at 00:30 on January 1, 1970."

"Gambling all your life, abandoning your wife and children, abandoning your parents, raising a lover..."

The young man said calmly, without any waves in his voice.

But the strong man's expression changed directly! The beautiful woman on the side also looked wrong.

Airplanes.

The young man's hand turning the page stopped.

"Trigram display-"

"The number of lives is coming."

"Checkmate."

He said, looking at the blank pages in front of him.

This is the trigram he calculated.

"What do you mean?!" The strong man looked at the young man in front of him puzzled, "What is the imminent number of fate?" What shit are you talking about?! What died in a catastrophe, what are you talking about ?! "

He was angry!

His eyes looked at the young man fiercely.

But the youth in front of you.

But there were no mood swings.

"Died on the second day of the first month of October in the year of Peng Yin."

"That is."

"In a minute."

The young man replied lightly.

"What are you talking about?!"

"I see you're tired of living!"

The strong man looked at the young man angrily with his eyes, and he was about to raise his fist to hit the young man in front of him.

But soon he was pulled by the beautiful woman next to him.

The people around had already looked at the two.

Previously said by the young man, the relationship between the two was already obvious, and the woman did not want to stay here.

With the strong man and the beautiful woman leaving.

The people who wanted to tell fortunes gradually dispersed!

Where is this fortune telling?

It's obviously a curse!

So those who originally wanted to tell fortunes all left at the moment.

The crowd dispersed.

Wang Zhenzhen stopped in her steps.

She would have been curious.

But hearing the fortune-telling of the youth, she flinched a little.

The two were stopping.

Suddenly.

The young man's calm and gentle voice sounded.

"Ma Xiaoling."

"Wang Zhenzhen."

Wang Zhenzhen and Ma Xiaoling's eyes instantly looked at the young man.

Wang Zhenzhen's eyes were surprised: "Xiaoling, he actually knows us." "

Ma Xiaoling pouted, "A liar who pretends to be a ghost." "

She doesn't believe in fortune-telling.

The young man in front of him didn't know how to know the names of the two, perhaps, he had a plot against the two and wanted to cheat money.

"I'm related to you, so I'll give you a trigram."

The young man was not annoyed, he looked at Wang Zhenzhen and said.

He opened the ancient book.

Airplanes.

I don't know which page he turned to, there was a dense text there.

The young man's finger taps a paragraph of text.

Subsequently.

He shook his head.

"Trigram display."

"Your future..."

"Hang your life on the line."

He spoke calmly.

The voice fell.

Wang Zhenzhen's expression was not right for a moment, obviously frightened.

"Hey!"

Ma Xiaoling's beautiful eyes glared angrily at the youth!

Then comforted Wang Zhenzhen and said:

"Zhenzhen, don't trust him! These people are charlatans! It's just a god stick pretending to be a ghost! "

"These liars just like to bluff people, let you pay money to change your life, and I'll help you teach him a lesson later, don't be afraid."

She knows that Wang Zhenzhen's character is like this, easy to be frightened, and easy to believe what others say!

But she Ma Xiaoling.

It's not so easy to deceive!

Just when Wang Zhenzhen heard Ma Xiaoling's comfort, her expression slowed down——

Suddenly!

Bang!

A loud crashing sound sounded!

Ma Xiaoling and Wang Zhenzhen instantly looked at the source of the sound!

That's the road in front of the mouth of the alley!

Now!

A car moving at great speed directly knocked down a figure, and the figure was directly knocked into more than ten meters away!

The figure -

It's a strong man just now!

At this moment, he was knocked to the ground, his breath was completely gone, blood flowed from the back of his head and all parts of his body, obviously he was already dead and could no longer die.

The beautiful woman stood in place, too frightened to move.

That car.

Only a centimeter away from her.

“......"

Wang Zhenzhen and Ma Xiaoling looked at the watch.

Time.

Exactly one minute.

“......"

The eyes of the two.

Turn around.

Deep in the alley behind you.

But there is no trace of youth.

Tables, ancient flags, ancient books, youth, all disappeared.

There ——

As if no one had ever existed.

A chill.

Instantly loomed.

Directly made Wang Zhenzhen's body tremble slightly, and her face turned pale.

——————

[New book sets sail~Ask for flowers~].