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

Following.

Ma Xiaoling sat in the office.

But these days.

There is nothing to entrust.

She stayed in front of the computer.

Half ring.

She got up, opened the door, and looked at the end of the stairs.

There ——

The door was wide open.

However, compared to the bustle that just opened yesterday, it is very deserted at the moment.

Ma Xiaoling hugged her arms and walked over gently.

"Fortune teller, I want to help my mother calculate a trigram, her birthday today, I want you to help me write a long-lived trigram."

"She believes in that."

A woman dressed in orange-red with silky red hair was looking at Luo Yuan in front of her, wanting Luo Yuan to help.

Today is her mother's birthday.

She wanted to ask for a signature for her mother and make her happy.

Luo Yuan did not speak.

He gently turned the page, it was a simple book, the pages on it were blank, the pages were a little depreciated, but there was an inexplicable energy in it, as if there were endless gossip Tai Chi looming.

Ma Xiaoling stood at the door frame, watching Luo Yuan's hand turn the page, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked curiously at the book in Luo Yuan's hand.

"Trigram display-"

"Shou to ninety-six, lose his son."

Luo Yuan said to Zhang Meiqian in front of him.

"Shou to ninety-six?"

"So my mom will live to be ninety-six?"

Zhang Meiqian looked surprised.

"Then do you have a signature here, even if it is a fortune teller signature, I want to give it to my mother, I can give money."

"I heard that many of the fortune tellers you have told have really come true, and you previously calculated that Mrs. Li next door would fall in the near future, and she really fell into the hospital!" Although they say that you are obscure and cursed, I think you are really real! "

Zhang Meiqian said seriously.

"Not signed."

Luo Yuan shook his head.

"Okay."

Zhang Meiqian was a little disappointed.

She was going to leave directly.

But thought about it.

She took out her wallet from her pocket, looked at a few bills in her wallet, and with half a ring, she reluctantly took out two.

"Thank you!"

She's leaving.

"Your Yintang is blackened, your fate palace is not visible, and your fortunes are declining..."

"Recently."

"There will be catastrophe."

Luo Yuan said calmly.

Zhang Meiqian turned around and instantly gave Luo Yuan a roll of her eyes!

"I just praised you, don't curse me!"

"I won't!"

Finish speaking.

She bounced away.

She didn't take the elevator down.

Instead, take the stairs and seem to take something.

Luo Yuan looked at the tens of yuan on the ancient table.

Half ring.

He shook his head and put it away.

"I thought you didn't charge money for fortune telling."

Ma Xiaoling watched Luo Yuan put the money away, and couldn't help laughing.

"Fortune tellers do not collect."

"But take your life."

Luo Yuan chuckled.

"Liberation?"

Ma Xiaoling was puzzled.

"Fate counts."

"Naturally, it can be solved."

Luo Yuan said.

"Solve your life..." Ma Xiaoling shook her head.

Fortune-telling is already a matter of leaking the heavenly machine.

Liberation....

Everything is doomed, if it is broken, the person who breaks the opening will have to suffer huge causes and effects, either the wife is separated, or the body is lonely, the worst thing is that the body will have all kinds of disabilities, the life cycle is extremely exhausted, once the life is released, it will pay an extremely painful price!

Luo Yuan.

Can solve the life?

Although she didn't know what Luo Yuan relied on not to be liquidated by the Heavenly Dao, if he solved his life and broke the solution that had been calculated, he would naturally be punished.

Of course.

She Ma Xiaoling didn't believe this.

She had never seen anyone who could actually tell fortunes.

Even if it can be calculated, it can only see some strangeness, and it cannot really calculate a person's life, this kind of Taoist art that has suffered from heaven's punishment has long been buried in the dust, and no one will learn it, because once learned, it will not end well, and Luo Yuan's appearance is not a fortune-telling at all.

Of course.

Unless the fortune teller is no longer within the three realms and six realms.

But those who are not within the three realms and six realms cannot touch the number of lives, let alone tell fortunes and solve fortunes for others.

"That's right..."

Suddenly.

Ma Xiaoling seemed to remember something.

"That's right."

"Jia Jia Mansion, there was a strange resentment suddenly last night, very large."

"I searched today and found no traces."

"You have to be careful."

Ma Xiaoling felt very strange.

Last night, she sensed a dead qi and resentment wrapped around Jia Jia Mansion!

This dead and resentful!

It was something that Ma Xiaoling had never sensed, and the resentment contained in it was very powerful and terrifying!

The level of horror.

No less than the most powerful ghosts and grievances Ma Xiaoling had encountered before!

But when she looked closely today—

Only to find that this resentment and dead qi disappeared without a trace!

Is it an illusion?

Or is there some creature lurking into the Jia Jia Mansion that even she can't detect?

Luo Yuan's expression was very calm.

What he sensed last night was a drop of second-generation zombie blood, and according to the original wrong timeline, what Pingma got was the blood of the fourth generation, the blood of the second generation and the blood of the fourth generation, which was a world of difference!

The strength of the resentment of the blood of the second generation and the living corpse raised by the corpse qi will probably not be low.

Just as Ma Xiaoling and Luo Yuan were talking——

There was a slight noise from the Jia Jia Mansion, as if someone was catching a thief.

"I'll go first, stinky fortune teller."

"If you find any clues, tell me, I want to find Aunt Jia Jia to get the cost of catching ghosts, don't rob me of my business."

Ma Xiaoling said to Luo Yuan.

The reason why she came-

It turned out that she didn't want Luo Yuan to rob her of her business.

After speaking-

She left here.

After Ma Xiaoling left.

Luo Yuan quieted down here.

But he also felt it....

A vague resentment and corpse aura condensed in his room.

Seemingly.

This flat mother.

There is great hostility towards him.

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Night.

Zhang Meiqian walked in the alley.

She had just given six hundred pieces to Kim Jong-jung and asked her to help hand them over to the tailor Ping.

Today she went to Jia Jia Mansion to get clothes, but the money was not enough, she wanted to take it directly, but she was caught, but the tailor Ping did not blame her, but let her take it when she had money, she was originally overwhelmed, so she specially sold her precious items, gathered enough six hundred yuan, and handed it to the tailor Ping.

After paying the money.

She felt a pang of relief.

She was walking down the alley, about to bring her clothes home to help her mother celebrate her birthday.

Suddenly.

She felt a chill penetrate her back.

An inexplicable strange feeling pervades.

In the empty alley....

A cold breath came out.

She shivered.

The surroundings became more and more strange, strangely very quiet, this alley she often walked on, but at this moment made her feel a trace of fear, as if some creature was in the dark, quietly staring at her...

A cold breeze blows by.

A faint and strange aura wrapped around her.

Airplanes.

Slight ringing.

It was as if someone was behind her.

This time.

Zhang Meiqian felt her body tense instantly.

She looked horrified.

Run straight ahead!

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[There are still three more ~ continue to ask for flowers, evaluation tickets, monthly passes~].