Quickly kill the rival

Divination, this kind of quack occupation that never existed in the life before Xizheng, he heard it from his classmates, but he still wanted to see the fortune teller from the bottom of his heart, holding a small hope, Let's see if we can find some spells to eliminate Qu Shengning's strange phenomenon.

Or, a psychological comfort?

Copy the address that Zhu Shuang told him with a small note, and put it in his pocket, Xizheng felt a little sustenance in his heart, so he calmed down a little, went out to chat with Xi's father, and waited for Xi's mother to come back to have dinner together in the afternoon , He just looked like he was about to go for a walk, greeted his parents naturally, and walked out of the house carrying his small satchel that was rarely worn.

When walking out of the subway station, the sun could barely see the last gleam of light. The street lights were just on, and the passing vehicles were constantly flowing. Xi Zheng stood alone on the street, facing the note to identify the exact location.

He rarely comes to this area, but he has also heard that this area is almost a paradise for young girls. Every weekend, girls after school can almost block the streets here.

So... it's normal that there is a divination shop here to please girls...

According to what Zhu Shuang said, the divination shop is next to a cold drink shop, and there is a street snack shop just around the corner, which is easy to find.

There is no name, only the door is black, the glass door is decorated with green rattan, and there is a pot of butterfly flowers at the door.

Cold drink shops are easy to find. Where there are many girls, this kind of shop is relatively dense. You can hardly walk a few steps to find one. There are countless street food shops. However, Xizheng is not in any cold drink shop and snack shop. In the middle of the store, I found a black door with a green rattan door and a shop with iris flowers at the door.

Originally, Xizheng who went out in the afternoon was afraid that it would not be suitable for divination during the day, and to give him some psychological comfort at night, but he never considered that he would look for this store from the evening to find it was dark.

After walking up and down the street several times, Xi Zheng finally couldn't help but want to call Zhu Shuang.

Before the phone number was dialed, Xi Zheng suddenly heard a voice behind him that seemed to be speaking to him.

"Hello, guest, I have seen you here for a long time, are you looking for me?"

The voice was a bit muffled, and it seemed to be pleasant to hear, but I couldn't remember anything after hearing it.

Xi Zheng turned his head and saw a man in a black suit standing behind him. He looked very ordinary, looked at him, and seemed to be smiling.

Xi Zheng hesitated.

The man said: "I am the fortune teller of the fortune teller shop at the beginning of winter. I often find customers who are depressed because they can't find a small shop on the street. So when I see you wandering here, I can't help but come out and ask. If you make a mistake, please help me." Do not mind."

"Huh?" Xi Zheng was taken aback, "Are you a fortune teller?"

He has been looking for it for a long time, and he almost thought that Zhu Shuang was playing tricks on him, but he didn't expect that there really was such a shop?

"Yes." The man smiled, "It's not convenient to talk on the street, why don't you go back to the shop with me first?"

Xi Zheng nodded: "That's really great!"

After walking back and forth several times, even though he was wearing more comfortable shoes, he couldn't help but feel a little sore.

It's nice to be able to rest, and still be at your destination.

Xi Zheng followed the man, walked a few steps, and saw a fortune telling shop between a cold drink shop and a snack shop.

The man opened the glass door and made a gesture of invitation to him.

This store has a black door, no signboard, green rattan wrapped around the door, and there is a pot of butterfly flowers at the door.

Xi Zheng was stunned, he looked around, he always felt that he had been here before, the door was so obvious, why didn't he notice it just now?

He muttered a few words in his heart, but he didn't care, and went in directly behind the man.

This is a place where the layout and color arrangement are very uncomfortable for Xi Zheng. Whether it is the various rattan plants falling from the ceiling, or the rotten leaves wrapped around the floor lamp, the dim light and sight are everywhere. Mobilize the goosebumps of the breath sign.

The gentle sound of the bell collided, and Xi Zheng turned his head to see that the man had already closed the glass door, and a mask suddenly appeared on the man's face.

Smiley mask.

Xizheng suddenly became tense.

He watched the man nod to him, walked in front of him, behind the long black and white checkered bar table, pushed out a cup of steaming scented tea from behind the flower basket on the table, and smiled at Xi Zheng.

Xi Zheng backed down a bit: "Cough, sorry, I just heard that there is a shop here. I was curious. I came to have a look. I won't disturb you. I'll go first."

After Xi Zheng finished speaking, he nodded towards the man, turned his head and left.

"You really don't want to know about how the relationship between you and your companion can be repaired?"

A man's voice came from behind, and suddenly stopped Xi Zheng from turning around and leaving.

Xi Zheng couldn't imagine what his own expression was like, but he could guess that he must be very shocked.

"Guest, please sit down, let's talk slowly about you and your companion."

Behind Xi Zheng, the fortune teller smiled and said slowly.

Xi Zheng hesitated for a moment, then finally turned his footsteps back, and sat silently at the bar table.

The man pushed out a cup of scented tea, and there were several flowers rolling in the green tea, which looked good and smelled very fragrant.

Xi Zheng took it and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, guest," the fortuneteller said, "You are a little nervous, a little scented tea can ease your mood."

Xi Zheng took a sip of scented tea. It had a very strange taste, but it had to be said that it had a unique taste, which was not bad.

After one sip, there was a second sip. After Xi Zheng finished drinking a cup of scented tea, the fortune-teller refilled another cup, and then said gently: "Guest, let's talk about you and your companion."

"...How do you know that I have a problem with... my companion?" Xi Zheng asked, "Let's meet for the first time, or my classmate told you about us? Then how do you know it's me?" ?”

"Unfortunately, guest," the fortune teller put away the scented teapot and said with a slight smile, "I didn't know that your classmates had also been here, and naturally I didn't know that your classmates talked about you. I know it's very simple, just because I It's a fortuneteller."

Xi Zheng: "Are you doing fortune-telling? What kind of fortune-telling?"

The fortune teller smiled and said: "No matter which way, as long as it can solve the problem for you, isn't it what you expect?"

"Ah yes!" Xi Zheng's spirit was shaken, and he felt that this fortune teller probably has some ability, just like a witch in the village?Usually there is nothing, but when it comes to critical times, there are always a few, which are shocking.

Xi Zheng hesitated for a moment, then half-covered and said: "My little boy...well, they grew up together. Before, although people were a little annoying, they were still normal people. Just these two days... suddenly committed a crime. Being sick, it's not the same as before... But it seems normal in front of others, but in front of me, there is always a strange feeling. Moreover, there is a strange mark on his body!"

Fortuneteller: "Oh? Then guest, what do you want to do?"

"What to do?" Xi Zheng stared, "Of course it made him better! Otherwise, he looks so weird, I'm definitely going to be driven crazy by him!"

The fortune teller smiled slightly: "Guest, if you want him to get better, then may I ask you, what price will you pay for his normality?"

"Are you referring to the reward for helping us?" Xi Zheng said, "I have saved the New Year's money for several years, all of which can be used as reward!"

Xi Zheng is very proud.The New Year's money has not been touched for several years, and it is basically between [-] and [-]. He originally planned to take a graduation trip, but now it is not impossible to use it as a small medical bill.Anyway, on the graduation trip, that guy will pester him with him life and death. At that time, it will be a big deal to eat and drink.

Xi Zheng thought very simple, but the fortune-teller smiled helplessly: "I'm sorry, customers, the shop does not accept coins."

"Then what do you want as a reward?" Xi Zheng asked, "If you don't want money, you don't want a woman, right? I can't make you a woman..."

As the fortune teller shook his head, Xi Zheng made several guesses one after another, and even asked if he wanted to help him kill, but was rejected by the fortune teller one by one.

"Guest." The fortune-teller waited until Xi Zheng couldn't think of any more strange ways of reward, and said slowly, "I want to ask you, are you willing to use your life as the price to return your companion to normal? "

"Ah?" The eloquent Xizheng was stunned for a moment. It took him a long time to understand what the fortune-teller said, "Life? Life? What do you mean?"

Give your life to him?Sign a contract of sale?Or work for him?Or... just literally, in exchange for life?

The fortune teller seemed to have seen Xi Zheng's thoughts, and he kindly explained: "You are right, guest, the price you have to pay is indeed life."

"This is so strange!" Xi Zheng almost slapped the table, "Are you a fortune teller or a criminal? Hmm? The solution will kill you if you don't open your mouth!"

"Of course I can solve it." The fortune teller rubbed the cane that fell on the table in his hands, and said slowly, "It is precisely because I can solve it that I want to let the guests know what you have to pay. But it is obvious , you don’t accept what I proposed.”

"Nonsense!" Xi Zheng was speechless, "It doesn't matter if you are a fortune teller or not! No matter whether you can really cure me, the price of opening your mouth is a life. Let's see who will agree?"

"One day, you will agree," the fortune-teller seemed to sigh, "but now, the price you have to pay, guest, is indeed not your life."

Xi Zheng didn't pay attention to the previous sentence, and focused on the last sentence: "Huh? Are you kidding me by killing me? Forget it, then tell me, what is the price I have to pay?"

The fortune teller pondered for a while, and the corner of his mouth suddenly showed an unpredictable arc: "Dear guest, the price you have to pay has nothing to do with you."

"The price is your companion's memory."