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

Maybe a reference to Mr.

Maybe someone is interested in the story.

The old man actually agreed to enter the hot spring hotel with Ma Xiaoling and Wang Zhenzhen.

In the lobby of the hot spring hotel.

The old man talked about twenty years ago....

"It was a snowy night..."

"There was a knock on the door."

The old man recalled the events of twenty years ago.

"I opened the door, and outside the door was a young man in a black robe... That is, sir. "

"He said it was getting late and wanted to spend the night at my place, so I invited him in."

"I entertained him."

"Before leaving, he did the math for my daughter's early spring..."

The old man mentioned it.

The body suddenly trembled.

Emotions spiral out of control again.

Tears couldn't help but stay, a little lost voice:

"Sir said that there will be a calamity in early spring, a death calamity."

"Before he left, he left a message for early spring."

"Seven days, don't go out of the house."

"If you go out of the house..."

"Twenty years later..."

"He will come back and bring home early spring..."

The old man's cloudy eyes looked in front of him.

As if the scene from twenty years ago....

It's all in your memory.

"But I didn't believe it, I thought he was just talking casually..."

"But..."

"But..."

"But... After leaving home in early spring that night, he never returned. "

Even after twenty years.

The old man mentioned this again.

The cloudy eyes still shed tears uncontrollably.

"She died at the spa hotel."

"And the day before yesterday ..."

"Exactly twenty years."

"For the past twenty years, I feel that she has always been there, has always been..."

The old man looked around.

As if looking at his own early spring.

Day before yesterday.

Exactly twenty years.

Before Ma Xiaoling came to catch ghosts, she naturally also understood that in these days of the year, there will always be bizarre murders in hot spring hotels, and the murderer cannot be caught at all....

Seemingly.

It was early spring that was venting his grievances.

Twenty years ago....

Hot spring hotel, what happened?

"Old man, the gentleman in your mouth... Will it come in twenty years? Wang Zhenzhen asked curiously, I don't know why, she doesn't seem to be so afraid now.

"Sir will come..."

"I'll definitely come and take her home..."

"Let me see her one last time."

"Let me say goodbye to her."

The old man's voice gradually whispered.

It's something he wants to do.

It's also why he ...

Reasons why I would come to the hot spring hotel these days.

Because he believes.

Sir will appear.

Wang Zhenzhen looked at Ma Xiaoling.

Ma Xiaoling shook her head.

She didn't want to debunk it.

But the truth is—

If there is really a fortune-telling method, the deeper the Tao, the easier it is to die early, and even harm relatives and friends, and the fortune-telling method that can calculate life and death, the Taoist practice is already very profound, the more such a person, the more difficult it is to live for a long time, even if he lives for a long time, he is full of diseases, and even unable to walk....

This!

It is the consequence of leaking the heavenly machine.

Even against the heavens and fate.

It will lead to more serious consequences!

In Ma Xiaoling's opinion.

The Taoist priest who told fortunes for early spring twenty years ago is probably already dead.

It's just that.

Ma Xiaoling didn't expose it.

This is the last bit of faith of the old man in front of him.

Even if it's a lie.

Maybe it's his belief that he lives.

Ma Xiaoling and Wang Zhenzhen said goodbye to the old man, and were about to go to the hotel room——

Suddenly.

Hurried footsteps sounded.

Subsequently.

It was the jingle of the Zen staff that sounded.

Ma Xiaoling, Wang Zhenzhen and the old man's eyes looked at the door of the hot spring hotel.

I saw a monk in a white monk's robe walking in from the entrance of the hot spring hotel!

Walk in the forefront-

It was a middle-aged man with a flat head, his expression was solemn, full of a mighty righteousness, his eyes were full of righteousness, he was wearing a white monk's robe and holding a Zen staff, and he walked quickly into the lobby of the hot spring hotel.

"Peacock Holy Monk."

The hotel manager walked up quickly and was very respectful.

"Business grabbers?"

Ma Xiaoling looked at those figures, and after glancing at them, she withdrew her gaze.

No one can rob her business in front of her Ma Xiaoling.

"Approach!"

The peacock nodded to the hotel manager in front of him, and then instructed his subordinates to start the practice!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

The Satokano monk behind him sat down in a formation plate, his hands sealed, and he sat cross-legged and chanted mantras.

As they chanted the mantra.

Mana revealed!

The golden light spread out in an instant!

A faint golden light, like a holy light, permeated towards the entire hot spring hotel!

"Hahahaha-"

"Hahahaha..."

Under the Holy Light!

Everyone's ears.

It was as if they all heard a faint and eerie laugh.

It was as if there was a ghost lurking in the darkness, silently mocking all this, with a strong resentment.

Seemless.

Again it seems true.

Ma Xiaoling's eyes looked to the left and right.

"Already know her location!"

"Come to the altar tonight!"

After the peacock determines the position.

So he got up and left.

Before leaving.

His eyes looked at Ma Xiaoling, who was sitting in the distance.

Ma Xiaoling's eyes also looked at him indifferently, and there was a few indifferent smiles.

"Monk."

"Goodbye."

She didn't care at all about the peacock's business grab in front of her.

Ghost hunting.

It's about skill.

It's not too many people.

The peacock glanced at Ma Xiaoling faintly, and then led the Satomino monk to leave here.

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Night.

Snow falls.

Onsen hotel.

But it was silent.

As night falls.

Resentment here.

It's also getting deeper and deeper.

The chill penetrates into each guest's body.

Ma Xiaoling and Wang Zhenzhen sat in the room.

The two were talking and laughing.

Suddenly.

The sound of the Zen staff sounded again.

Ma Xiaoling heard this voice.

I know....

The business grabbers are coming!

"Zhenzhen, you sit here, don't leave the room."

Ma Xiaoling instructed.

She laid down a simple formation here to ensure Wang Zhenzhen's safety, and then left here.

Downstairs-

The peacock led the monks of Satokano.

Ghost hunting!

Here we go!