Taboos in the Underworld: Starting from being paid a lot of money to beg for a child

When I saw the pile of Hades coins on the ground, I held back my anger.

Giving out a bunch of Hades coins to others in broad daylight is indeed going too far.

But I can't control that much. I have a lot of use for this money, but I am not willing to let it turn into a ghost coin for no reason.

I ignored the man's continued insults, quickly opened my bag and took out the remaining money.

Fuck!

When I took it out, I discovered that except for the top and bottom two pieces of money, which were real money, all the other money was ghost coins.

I was so angry that I grabbed the handful of coins and threw them into the sky. It turned out that all the beauty was illusory, and even the money was fake.

The most irritating thing in life is that the good facts that have been established are suddenly shattered.

Seeing me scattering the coins into the sky, the man took his hand out of Qian Xiaotong's and pushed me hard with both hands, pushing me back several steps.

Qian Xiaotong saw her man taking action, so she quickly came over to hold him back and said:

"Dawei, leave him alone. He is just crazy and has no future. Why bother with him?"

I was already full of anger, and there was a chattering man and woman around me. One of them was my girlfriend who had not officially broken up with me. This girlfriend actually said that I was worthless in front of other men.

More and more people were watching, which made me feel very embarrassed.

What's even more terrible is that I was pushed into the sun by that man. The sun shining on me made me particularly uncomfortable.

Being deceived, betrayed, and being humiliated by onlookers, the combination of these things made me unable to suppress my temper.

I really want to have a fight, just a simple fight, winning or losing is not important.

I clenched my fists, widened my eyes, roared and rushed towards the man.

The man was stunned when he saw me suddenly going berserk, but he reacted quickly. After I punched him, he rushed over and grabbed my hand, turned around and threw me over his shoulder, throwing me to the ground.

I thought I could have a lot of fun playing, but who knew it would end so hastily.

I had no intention of getting up and continuing to fight him. My body couldn't bear it anymore, and I didn't know what happened last night that made me so powerless now.

The man Qian Xiaotong called Dawei might have practiced before, and he didn't have a very good temper. He didn't stop immediately after I fell, but kicked me again on the waist.

It hurt, but I didn't scream, I just stared at the blue sky.

I thought to myself how great it would be if the sky suddenly collapsed.

After being kicked twice by him, he cursed and turned to leave. Before leaving, he did not forget to say two words:

"waste."

"Yes, yes, he is quite a loser. He can't even pay his tuition. Dawei, let's go. Don't delay watching the movie."

Qian Xiaotong agreed and quickly pulled Dawei away.

After lying on the ground for a while, the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed.

I got up, picked up the scattered coins on the ground one by one, and threw them into the nearest trash can.

I pinched the 200 yuan in my hand, shook my head vigorously, and comforted myself in my heart.

Two hundred a night should be considered the market price, right?

It's almost noon, the sun is shining directly, I can't get any sun, I need to go home and stay there quickly.

There is a bus stop opposite, which can go directly to the urban village where I live.

The crowd on the overpass was bustling, and there were also many vendors setting up street stalls.

Among them was an old man who claimed to tell fortunes and change fortunes. I didn't believe in fate at first, but so many things happened one after another that I had to re-examine fate.

Without too much hesitation, I walked towards the old man who told the fortune.

"Hey, uncle, do you think there's anything wrong with me?"

I said to the old fortune teller.

The old man looked at me carefully and asked:

"Bazi, palm reading, facial reading, which one should I look at?"

"How are you charged?"

"The horoscope is fifty, the palmistry is thirty, let's look at the hundred and fifty together."

"Why is it so expensive to watch together?"

I'm a little confused, aren't they all cheap in large quantities?

The old fortune-teller smiled slightly and said: "Young man, you don't understand. Fortune-telling is very particular. The more I read, the more causes and consequences I have to bear, and naturally the more expensive it is. The extra money I use is for Charity eliminates cause and effect.”

I made a sound and said:

"Then the results of reading horoscopes and palmistry will be very different."

The old man nodded slightly and said:

"Palm reading and facial reading cannot tell you the long term, but horoscopes can tell you a lifetime, so the price of a horoscope is higher."

"Okay, then you can read the horoscopes for me, and I'll give you the money first."

I readily agreed and handed the old man a hundred-dollar bill.

The old man happily accepted the money and got fifty back. Then he took out an old-looking book and said, "Tell me your birthday on the lunar calendar."

I nodded and said, "Excuse me for your trouble."

The old fortune teller nodded and began to flip through the book in his hand, muttering in a low voice:

"[-]...X month..."

The old man looked down, and his expression became more and more serious. Finally, he simply closed the book, looked at me seriously and asked:

"Are you here to make things difficult for me on purpose?"

I asked inexplicably:

"What's wrong? Is it good or bad?"

Without saying anything, the old man took out the 100 yuan I just handed him, pushed it in front of me, and said:

"I'll give you your money back. I don't dare to approve of your horoscope."

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat and I quickly asked:

"What's going on, uncle, tell me? Is it serious? If you think the money is too little, I can add more money."

"No, no, no, it's not about money. You don't need to add money. You don't need to refund the 50 yuan I asked you for. Just think that I have done a good deed. You can leave quickly."

As the old man spoke, he pushed me and wanted me to leave quickly.

When he did this, I became even more frightened. You, an overpass fortune teller, gave me 50 yuan and said it was a good deed. What does this mean? Am I so pitiful?

He is anxious, and I am even more anxious.

In desperation, I grabbed the railing on the overpass and stood there and said:

"If you don't make it clear, I'll stay here."

"Young man, what are you doing? Why don't you waste your time here? Why don't you do something more meaningful?"

The old man stopped pushing me, just shook his head, and then started to close the stall and prepare to leave.

"Just tell me what's going on, okay? You're not the first person to say that. I beg you, what's wrong with me?"

Seeing that he was leaving, I was even more anxious.

After the old man finished packing up his stall, he zipped up the bag, glanced at me, sighed, shook his head and turned around to leave.

After taking two steps, he turned back to me and said:

"I've already said what I need to say. You are a smart person and you should understand what I mean so you can take care of yourself."

After he finished speaking, he hurried away as if I was a plague.

I quickly shouted: "Don't leave yet, I will give you your money back."

He didn't even look back, he just waved his hand, walked faster, and disappeared into the crowd in an instant.

I'm sure this old man is not a charlatan. If so, why would he give me money?

He said he told me not to waste my time here. Doesn't that mean my time is precious?

Doesn't the implication mean that I don't have much time?

I took it seriously, and I even accepted it a little bit.

The sun was almost over my head, and it would be difficult for me to go home at this rate. I couldn't care so much, so I quickly ran to the bus station and waited for the bus to come.

I thought a lot along the way and didn't know what to do.

Am I really running out of time?

I’m only 20 years old, so I have to die? How will I die? Death from illness? No, there's nothing wrong with my body.

Looking at the cars coming and going on the road, I thought to myself, wouldn't I be hit and killed?

I can't accept that death scene, it's too ugly.

The bus came, and people waiting for the bus crowded on. The platform was covered, but the distance between the platform and the bus was unobstructed. I was squeezed to the door and couldn't get in for a while. As soon as I was exposed to the sun, I started to feel extremely itchy all over.

I couldn't care less, so I squeezed into the car with all my strength.

There were a lot of curses coming from around me, and I didn’t dare to look at everyone. I just kept saying: I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.

When I got on the bus, there were many people on the bus, because the bus would always change directions.

In order to avoid being burned by the sun, I pretended to have a stomachache and squatted in the car.

In order to avoid the misunderstanding that I was peeking under the girl's skirt, I buried my head very low.

Even so, some people still say I'm a pervert.

The two girls around him wearing short skirts and stockings were even more disgusted and pushed away.