fox repair

The sky was drizzling, and the whole city was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.It is surprising that the fortune teller's stall is still open today.The owner of the fish pond who had come to look for the fortune-teller once again stood in front of the fortune-telling booth, but this time, he brought a lot of thanks, and there were seven or eight carriages behind him.

"Mr. has a clever plan. My child really understands Yuan. These are gifts prepared by me. Please be sure to accept them. Forgive me for being rude that day. I didn't see Mount Tai that day. Now I know that Mr. is a true immortal. Therefore, I would like to listen to your master's instruction, and I am going to leave the city with my family today, I wonder if there is anything you can do for me?"

At this time, there are few people in Tianjie, and it is no longer noisy as usual. Maybe it is because the goatee skeleton left an indelible impression on people yesterday. Today, more and more people are leaving the city. Everyone seems to want to escape this right and wrong place as soon as possible. .

The fortune teller pushed back the gift intact, but begged the owner of the fish pond for a favor, "I know that your house is on good terms with the county magistrate, may I send a word to the county magistrate?"

The owner of the fish pond can become a well-known wealthy household in this area. He is naturally smart. At this time, he already understood what the fortune teller wanted him to say. Now go to the county magistrate's mansion for an interview, and be sure to report the earthquake to the county magistrate, as for how the county magistrate makes decisions, it is not up to ordinary people to decide."

The fortune teller nodded and smiled, "Thank you very much."

Mo Chen was squatting under the eaves to hide from the rain at this moment, looking up at the raindrops falling from the sky, he remembered the question he asked the magic stick last night.

Obviously, fighting with that goatee yesterday, this magic stick has already predicted his end, he seems to have already figured it out, there will be wind at that moment, and the wind will blow off the talisman on him, the goat Hu Hui was backlashed by the evil in his hands, that's why he was so calm and calm from the beginning to the end.Mo Chen followed him these days and knew his abilities, but when Mo Chen asked about his own ending and his ending, the magic stick didn't say anything, only told Mo Chen that he would meet him on the immortal journey. Go very far.However, when Mo Chen asked again, knowing his own ending, he just smiled lightly and said, "You and I just met by chance, so why should you worry about my ending?"

"Hey, why are you still following us? Don't go looking for the person who killed you?" Mo Chen asked impatiently after glancing at the female ghost in red squatting next to him.

The female ghost hugged her knees tremblingly, and huddled under the eaves with Mo Chen, as if she was really afraid of being wet by the rain even by herself. "I don't want it! What if I run into someone who uses a black round bowl again? Didn't you see it at the time! Ordinary people don't understand, they think it's a skeleton spirit showing the prototype, but I can see it clearly, it's a living creature It sucked the living soul of a person into it! Even my body turned into coke! I’m just a wandering soul without a body. If I encounter it, I’ll be gone in the blink of an eye! Oh boy, what the hell is that? It’s too scary Already!"

At this time, the gangster mentioned by them was guarding the dog grave in the outskirts of the city. Originally, he thought that in the middle of the night, the woman in red who had been appearing at his bedside would come after him, but after two days and one night of continuous guarding, he did not meet him. What's the situation, but I feel that my body has refreshed a lot recently, not as vain and weak as before, so I thought that the fortune teller's spell had manifested, and I followed the fortune teller's instructions more sincerely, and honestly prepared a sufficient amount of cooked rice and cooked noodles As well as clean water, I dare not be short of a catty or two.

And in front of the fortune-telling stall, the owner of the fish pond, who had agreed to the fortune-teller, also returned to the carriage, and explained to his family that he was going to the county magistrate's mansion, and asked them to go out of the city with the carriage team first, and catch up after him when he finished his work.

The wife of the fish pond owner was still a little unhappy, "What do you do with so many nosy things, the most important thing is to get out of the city as soon as possible."

The owner of the fish pond turned dark, "What do you know, you woman? You are a high-ranking person. Not only can you not offend, but if there is any opportunity to show courtesy, you should not miss it. Now what he entrusts is also a big deal for us. How can you not agree to such a good deed?"

So the woman stopped talking, and the car and horse team set off towards the city gate, while the owner of the fish pond hurried to the county magistrate's mansion.

In the afternoon of the same day, the county magistrate's office issued an official document and posted it all over the city, ordering the people in the city to move out of the city for at least [-] miles to avoid the disaster caused by the earthquake.

If there is no foreshadowing, and such an official document is issued suddenly, many people may not be able to accept it. There are even policies and countermeasures, and they try to avoid the government and stay secretly in the city, or at least stay near the city. Absolutely not Run thirty miles away.But the situation is different now. There have been rumors in the market for a long time. Every family has a few relatives and friends. They have done some calculations with the fortune teller on that day, and they believe in his words because they have received practical advice. , They also believed in the earthquake disaster he predicted, packed their luggage and moved out of the city one after another.Now that even the county magistrate has issued an order, most of the people are unavoidably shaken in their hearts, and they pack up their doubts and leave the city one after another.

However, this land of mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River is the most affluent place. Any city has a population of more than [-]. The migration of the entire city is on a huge scale. It took three days and three nights of intensive evacuation, and the people in the city just left. About [-]% of them, and the rest are either old, weak, sick and disabled who are not cared for, or speculators who are going to search for lost property in the last autumn wind.

The county magistrate is also a benevolent parent official. Seeing these people are pitiful, he finally sent a team of county soldiers to search from house to house. When they saw those lying on the bed or running up and down the street, they tied them up with hemp rope without saying a word. carry away.After another two days like this, all the residents in the city were finally transferred.

The migration has been going on for five full days, and the sky has been drizzled for five full days, and it has been maintained in a moderate state, which is boring to watch.Birds flew low, insects and rats came out of their nests, and even the fish in the pond couldn't stand the suffocating weather, jumping out of the water non-stop.

Such a huge important town in the south of the Yangtze River has turned into an empty city amidst the rain.

However, there is still one person in this city who has not left.He was still sitting on Tianjie, holding a fortune-telling booth, with a broken banner beside him, with eight characters written on it: Tianjie fortune-telling, two papers per person.The drizzle wet the blue-gray priestly robe on his body, and also wet the strange-looking bronze mask on his face. The only right eye exposed outside the mask was staring at somewhere through the rain curtain. No emotions.

Mo Chen didn't know what this man was waiting for.

From the very first day he came here, he set up a fortune-telling stall to make the people here believe in his words, to tell the difference between yin and yang for everyone, and to point out cause and effect.He wanted to use this to make the people willingly follow his advice and go out of the city to avoid the earthquake disaster.Now that his long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, why is he still unwilling to leave?What attracted those eyes that could see through all living beings at this moment?

"What are you looking at?" Mo Chen finally couldn't help being curious in his heart, and leaned forward. At this moment, he was able to use his spiritual power without any scruples and was not afraid of being seen by others. A faint white light was emitting from his body, which could prevent him from being seen The rain dampened the fur.He moved forward without a trace, and finally let the man in the thin clothes be enveloped in white light.

"I still want to take them away," said the fortune teller.

Mo Chen was about to ask who "they" were, when he saw the female ghost in red standing up beside him, and said softly to Mo Chen: "Look, little fox, they are the other wandering souls in this city that I mentioned. ..."

In the empty city, the lack of vitality caused the magnetic field to flourish and yang to decline. At this time, when it was raining continuously, there was no sunshine, and ghosts hiding in the dark emerged from the shadows one after another. Among them were octogenarians. , there are also children with long hair, men and women are different, and the clothes on their bodies are expensive and cheap, but the styles are all recent styles without exception, not more than ten years old at the most.

These ghosts all hide and look towards the fortune teller, as if they want to come over, but they are afraid of the anger of the living, so they don't dare to approach them, their awkward appearance makes even Mo Chen want to laugh.

Living people are afraid of ghosts, but they don't know that ghosts are also afraid of living people.

"Hongyi, go and tell them that it's time to leave here." The fortune teller turned to the female ghost in red.

The female ghost in red especially likes the new name given to her by the fortune teller. Red Clothes and Red Clothes are so beautiful and pleasant to hear, much better than the coquettish fox's direct "female ghost"!

"Ah? It's time to leave? Sir, what do you mean, can we be reincarnated? But didn't I tell you, in fact, we also want to leave, but there is some kind of power in this city that keeps us tied. Let's... Huh?" Hong Yi was talking, suddenly his expression was surprised, as if he felt something strange, "How do I feel, the power is so weak? Is it my illusion!"

Seeing the female ghost in red startled there, Mo Chen was very impatient, thinking that we are not ghosts, how can we feel the power that binds the soul?The fortune teller's attitude was much better than his, Wen Sheng said to Hong Yi: "Tomorrow will be the time when this barrier is broken."

Hong Yi is also a hanged ghost, one of the most powerful fighters among the ghosts, and she still has some weight in speaking among the ghosts in the city. When she came forward, she immediately persuaded the ghosts, let them gather together slowly, and called partners one after another to find him. fortune teller.

Mo Chen is not in a good mood. He is a monster. Although he has spells, he is also a species of the underworld. At this time, a group of lonely ghosts gathered around, making the air a bit cold. The hair on his body stood on end, and his teeth chattered.In particular, some ghosts are still very unconscious, they don’t pay attention to their personal image at all, and they still maintain the state when they died, either leaking half of their intestines or falling out of an eyeball, or holding their own big head that was cut off by a knife in their arms. , how disgusting people come here.

After the sun went down, they went back to the fortune teller's house to rest, probably because there were a lot of things to do tomorrow, and the fortune teller would go to bed early at night.Mo Chen had no choice but to work and rest with him.It's a pity that he lay down today but couldn't sleep no matter what, because he didn't know how many thousand ghosts surrounded him outside.

The bouts of crying and complaining were like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, and he squatted under his window shouting, making Mo Chen's ears numb, and he wanted to smash rotten eggs out.But after he thought about it, these guys were incorporeal, even if he threw rotten eggs, he couldn't hit them, so he had no choice but to run to the fortune teller's door, scratch the door open with his paws, and when he saw him sleeping soundly, he kicked him In his arms, he smelled the anger of a living person, and then gradually closed his eyes and fell into meditation.

Before entering meditation, Mo Chen suddenly felt sympathy for the gangster who killed the female ghost in red. In fact, sometimes death is not the greatest punishment for a person. How to survive.

And at the same time, in the wilderness of the suburbs thirty miles away from the city, the gangster who was sympathized by Mo Chen suddenly sneezed, looked up at the sky, and thought that he would guard his dog for seven days in one day , according to the fortune teller, he should be freed...