Fengshui masters are Internet celebrities

As soon as he showed his real body, he was quickly caught. Fans apologized and offered condolences, and even the number one comment in the city became popular, embarrassing and embarrassing.

"This stinky fortune teller!" Huo Binghai yelled, "How dare he return!"

The number one youngest in the city is his Weibo account.At this time, he was sitting in a running Mercedes-Benz, and the friend who was driving beside him heard the whole process, and seeing Huo Binghai's distraught look, he couldn't help laughing:

"Brother, forget it, it's useless for you to scold anyone here. After all, it's you who want to get involved? Besides, if you didn't call you grandpa just now, no one can do anything to you."

Although Huo Binghai owed it, he was very trustworthy: "That won't work, if I dare to play, I have to afford it."

His friend's name is Zhang Zhe, and both of them have small assets. They were going to drive to a neighboring city to do some business, but there was such a small episode on the way. After understanding a general idea, I still feel quite interesting.

These days, even fortune tellers have fans. Does the so-called metaphysics really exist?

He was about to say something, but with a slanted gaze, he quickly reminded Huo Binghai: "The screen of your phone is on again, quickly check if it is Weibo. What did he say?"

Huo Binghai "cut": "You are more active than me."

While talking, he clicked on Weibo and found another reply.

Brother Bai is blindly fortune-telling: friendly reminder, don't take An Bin Road when traveling.

Huo Binghai snorted, and read it to Zhang Zhe casually: "Look, this is all a mess. I never said that I would take the Anbin Road. Even if I lose the bet, I still think he is a liar, playing tricks."

Zhang Zhe was taken aback when he heard this: "The road in front of us is called Anbin Road!"

Huo Binghai immediately wanted to say, "Go ahead, I want to show him", but when he looked at the road sign ahead, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he muttered a bit, stunned by this sentence I didn't say it.

The two looked at each other, Zhang Zhe hesitated for a moment, turned the steering wheel, and chose a slightly further road beside him. There were not many people at this time. When he turned the corner, he saw two pedestrians behind him intending to move forward, and he leaned out the car window to remind them He said: "Hey, buddy, that road seems... I can't walk."

One of them said strangely: "I came from there in the morning, I can walk."

Zhang Zhe was at a loss for words—after all, even he himself wasn't sure if the words were true. Seeing this, the two pedestrians ignored him and left on their own.

Zhang Zhe drove the car absent-mindedly, and even Huo Binghai stopped talking, and they all felt faintly uneasy—after all, Brother Bai at the other end of Weibo could never know who they were and what they were going to do, but the other party could tell The word "Anbindao" itself is a matter of great deliberation and fear.

After a while, the real-time news in the car rang: "Just now, a fuel tank truck exploded on Anbin Road in S City. The driver died on the spot. Two pedestrians were severely burned and have been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment... "

Zhang Zhe stopped the car all of a sudden, and exchanged glances with Huo Binghai, but the two of them didn't speak for a while.

After a while, Huo Binghai raised his hand tremblingly, and wiped his forehead—the cold sweat with one hand.

He couldn't help but say, "Damn it!"

At the same time, Luo Yingbai himself was also shocked by this news. His mobile phone displayed a Weibo page, and he was browsing the photos related to the tanker explosion incident on his computer. A rare smile appeared on his face. dignified demeanor.

This thing actually happened!

Luo Yingbai is indeed able to pinch and count, but it is not enough to tell the life and death of a netizen who does not know his name and face, and he will remind Huo Binghai, Just because of a very strange Weibo comment just now.

When Luo Yingbai was browsing Weibo, he found someone @自己, he clicked on it, and found a Weibo in red font, at the top of a pile of black characters, which was very eye-catching at first glance.

It was the first time he saw the words on Weibo in this color. After looking carefully, he was surprised to find that the person who posted Weibo turned out to be the "No. [-] young man in this city" who called Grandpa just now.

The number one young man in this city: @白哥少论话 I really have a bad luck!I'm so lucky to be on Anbin Road when the tanker exploded!This way of dying is really useless!

The tone of his words is quite like his style, but the content is... weird?

Luo Yingbai looked down, subconsciously looked at the sending time of this Weibo, and was surprised to find that it turned out to be 5:2 on May 11, which is indeed today's date, but at this time, his computer and mobile phone The time displayed on the website is exactly 36 o'clock, this Weibo is ahead of schedule.

And the number of followers of "the number one youngest in this city" is not small. Such a magical Weibo will definitely attract a lot of people's attention if it is used normally, but there are many comments under his other Weibos, but this one is empty. It was empty, as if only Luo Yingbai could see it.

That is to say... this red-letter Weibo is likely to foretell the future?

After his reminder was successfully sent, Scarlet Letter's Weibo also quickly disappeared, as if it never existed.

Just after waking up, Luo Yingbai had been tossing around in chaos. Until this time, Luo Yingbai had time to organize his thoughts. He leaned his back on the chair, stretched his long legs, closed his eyes and recalled carefully.

Yesterday was May 5st, the anniversary of her mother's death. Luo Yingbai drank a lot of wine alone in the small apartment. If there was no such thing as rebirth, he should have been drunk until noon before being beaten by the angry Wang family. He smashed open the door and shouted. At that time, Wang Huaiming died in a car accident, and Luo Yingbai's fortune-telling error was not explained clearly. There was a lot of discussion on Weibo...

Now that things have changed, the next step should be...

He paused in his heart, and opened his eyes suddenly——

Tang Yuebo's death should be next!

Luo Yingbai got up without hesitation, washed up quickly, and walked out the door of the apartment, ready to go back to school immediately.

He remembered that after getting rid of the entanglement of the Wang family in his previous life and taking notes at the police station, when he returned to school, it was already the early morning of the 3rd, but he was surprised to learn that Tang Yuebo, their dormitory roommate, had died at the police station the night before. When he passed the teaching building, he was unfortunately hit by a falling object and was sent to the hospital where rescue efforts failed and he died.

A hard life cannot be in vain. When he rushed to the hospital last time, his good friend had already been pushed into the morgue, but I hope this time there will be a different ending.

Although it is in the same city, the location of the small apartment that Luo Yingbai rents is a bit out of the way, and it is about two or three hours' drive away from the school. For the specific time, I had to call him on the way: "Brother Tang, are you in the dormitory now? I'm going back later, do you need to bring dinner?"

Tang Yuebo was catching up on his dissertation, and there was a crackling sound of typing, and he said absently, "Hey, didn't you say that you would go back to school after the May [-]st holiday? It's so early this time? Come back directly, no need for dinner , Yueyue and I went out to eat."

Sun Yue is Tang Yuebo's girlfriend, and the two have been dating for less than two weeks, Luo Yingbai pressed her and asked, "What time are you going?"

Tang Yuebo heard that his tone was a little tense, not like the usual way of talking at all, and he was a little puzzled: "We made an appointment to meet at 05:30... What's wrong?"

"Then don't go anywhere now, wait for me in the dormitory. Definitely!"

Luo Yingbai put down his phone, and before he had waited 2 minutes, the Weibo he had been logged into issued another notification tone. This time @罗雷白 turned out to be his roommate Tang Yuebo—even though Tang Yuebo didn’t It is impossible to know his Weibo account.

Extensive Books: @白哥少论论库白, the book I borrowed from you is in the drawer, remember to take it away... My back hurts, this big brother angel is really heavy...

The font was still red, Luo Yingbai immediately noticed the time of publication, and found that it was 17:25, so he still had time to stop it, but the location is not easy to judge.

Part of the building of their school was built by a Sino-foreign joint venture back then. The "Brother Angel" mentioned in the words should refer to the angel statues used as decorations on the corners of the old buildings. This is so common that it is difficult to say that Tang Yuebo was there The building below was smashed.

Luo Yingbai silently analyzed it, and felt that changing the route would not work, so he could only procrastinate for time.

Fortunately, after passing the congested section of the road, the car drove quickly and arrived at the gate of the school in a short time. In time, Luo Yingbai breathed a sigh of relief and gave the money to get out of the car.

The driver master had found the money, and was about to leave when the window glass was knocked suddenly again. He rolled down the car window, but saw the handsome guy just made a gesture and apologized: "Master, is your money for money?" wrong?"

The driver was taken aback, Luo Yingbai took out two bills in front of him, counted them three times, and said, "Oh, that's right."

driver:"……"

Luo Yingbai smiled at him, with red lips and white teeth, extremely handsome: "Master, goodbye."

"Really, the fare is seventy. He gave me one hundred. I just found two bills of ten yuan and one twenty. How could I make a mistake?" The driver muttered as he started the car, "This young man People, aren't you just entertaining me..."

Before he finished speaking, he watched helplessly as a large truck that had turned in the wrong direction rushed out of the side road, slanted to avoid two pedestrians, and with a loud bang, it got stuck on two pedestrians not far away. Between the two big trees, the smoke and dust aroused floated in through the car window.

The driver looked at everything that happened in front of him, his eyes were straightened, his mouth opened wide unconsciously, and he didn't even notice that he ate a mouthful of dirt.

——According to this trajectory, if he hadn't delayed that moment just now, the truck would not have hit the tree, but him!

With cold sweat clenched in his palms, the driver suddenly turned his head to look in the direction the young man left just now, but he had long since disappeared.