"The old man does have skills in this industry, and this sentence can be reflected. A child as old as me sat here in a daze with sweat and smelly face. He must have encountered extraordinary and bad things. As soon as you said this, people immediately believed it and felt that you really have the truth."

"Little brother doesn't believe in fortune telling? Then why do you hit evil one after another? Some unfortunate things happen to you that ordinary people can't encounter at all?"

"Sir, don't enlighten me. I've appreciated your kindness. But I don't have money in my pocket, so I can't ask you to help you exorcise ghosts and turn evil."

Maybe there are no passers-by anyway, so the old man is probably a little bored.

"Young brother, you may not believe it, but since you and I have a chance to meet you, you can only remind me. The situation of your little brother is very serious. The evil you hit is not harmful to yourself, but to the friends and relatives you know. They will suffer misfortunes one after another because of your repeated misfortunes. Some will be imprisoned, some will die, and some will be injured..."

Chen Yi admired the perseverance of this warlock and did not let go of any potential customer, including children. No wonder he opened a business so early in the morning and was really hardworking.

"In this world, people encounter misfortunes, car accidents, robberies, thefts, injuries, etc., etc. The people they meet are just selected by probability. No matter who the person who encounters misfortune is, there is no reason to ask. Because either you or me, or I, or I will choose another person we know or don't know. Of course, there must be relatively few people who encounter such things. If half of the people in the world experience unrepeated deaths every year, that is, half of the people die in the world every year. This is of course impossible. So people who experience such things seem to encounter special. Of course, there will be people who encounter such things more than once. If people in the world throw coins together for a hundred times, there will definitely be a hundred positive situations. The one who throws a hundred positive times is either me or you, or another person you and I know or don't know. What's strange about this?"

Chen Yi saw what the old man wanted to say, and continued to say funny and boringly, "The old man said I was an evil person. If this is the case, that is, this evil person can arrange thousands of complex events into a set of inevitable scripts. A large group of people will do whatever they want and do. All the evil persons can be manipulated. Are evil people gods?"

"Little brother, that's not what we say. We are in the world, with fairy worlds above, and kind fairy spirits. Deep in the earth beneath our feet live evil demons. Demons, like gods, possess powers that we humans cannot imagine, and can manipulate humans like puppets like gods. Therefore, all Buddhas and Taos pursue the right path to the fairy world. Why is this the right path? Because the fairy world is a beautiful place where demons cannot be contaminated, without sorrow or pain. Why do demons make people fall into hell? Because if people go to hell, they will not receive the blessing of fairy spirits and become puppets that are completely manipulated by monsters, and will never turn over forever. We continue to reincarnate in the world, experience birth, old age, sickness and death until the opportunity comes, or are induced to fall into hell by demons who come to find puppets."

"Since the old man is not a fairy, how can he expel demons with his human power?"

"Little brother, of course, human power cannot fight against demons. We fortune tellers do not have much magic power at all. We can only calculate the direction of the demon qi through the changes of stars and the qi sensing, so that those who are interested can avoid being harmed. As for those who have already hit evil, they do not rely on high-powered magic power to defeat the demons, but only let the demons stay away from the demons because of disgust. Just like people will avoid filthy and dirty things, the so-called talisman is just creating the qi that demons hate. When encountering these, the demons will retreat because of disgust."

Chen Yi found that the debate with this old man would not have a result.

The system of gods and demons constructed by the old man can be beautifully self-justified, just like his probability interpretation method, it has been improved in the basic structure and cannot be defeated.

They could only insist on believing in each other's arguments, and he could not crush the structure of the fortune teller, and vice versa. There would be no result if he continued.

He was not interested in letting the old man make a god or a demon to prove it in order to win the debate, because he could not turn probability theory into something visible and put it in front of people, which made people convinced.

That's boring. That kind of argument is already stubborn and is using any means to win.

Chen Yi took out 10 yuan from his pocket and put it on the gossip pattern in front of the fortune teller.

"The old man's system is very self-justified, and people cannot find decisive problems. This money is not a gift, but a little respect born out of listening to Gao Lu's admiration. Goodbye."

The old man put it away without hesitation. Seeing Chen Yi waved his hand and left, he shouted, "As long as you are willing, how much money is not the essence. Don't you need me to exorcise evil spirits for you?"

Chen Yi laughed silently and waved his hand without looking back and replied, "Thank you for your kindness. When I believe that I will come and help you when I get into evil one day."

Chen Yi secretly felt that these wise warlocks could speak. In the end, she fooled him for ten yuan. However, he felt much more relaxed.

Wang Fu's affairs have become like this. He has nothing to say and no complaints to hold on. He angrily scolded Wang Fu for giving some face to Sister Jin, who didn't like to say such things. Wang Fu's personality was just like that, and it was impossible for him not to do that at that time.

What he had to consider was his conversation with Xiao Le.

Regardless of whether today's date changed or not, he felt that the most important thing to do now is to go home and have a sleep.

His mood is much more relaxed, but he is very tired, and he is tired, and his heart is also tired.

It was twelve o'clock when he woke up, and Chen's mother asked him to get up and have a meal.

After dinner, I called Xiao Le.

It took a long time to pick up the other end.

After answering, before he could speak immediately, he could hear the noise of running upstairs into the room with the phone. Xiao Le’s home’s wireless phone will be like this from time to time.

"Dad is still at home."

"Say me?"

"Well. When he got home in the early morning, he had a dark face, saying why did you be friends with such people, and he said we shouldn't go to nightclubs to play. I explained that it was your fucking sister and he was even more angry, saying that you still had a relationship with that kind of person... Oh, he minded very much, and he was unhappy when he saw that it was you who called me just now, and he was talking a lot of annoying words."

"It's inevitable that if something happens like this, your dad will definitely be worried that you will encounter danger, hurt or something when you go out with me."

"Anyway, no matter how much he doesn't regress, he has no reason to hold high the banner of opposition."

...

Talk for half an hour.

"Husband, today I called Sister Jin and Wang Fu's girlfriend... Yes, Sister Jin is also very pitiful. She always cried on the phone today. She said that she always had nightmares when sleeping, and felt that her boyfriend deserved to die. She thought of the happy things she had with her in the past and was sad. She suddenly got drunk and went crazy, raped someone else, and was killed. She said that she couldn't understand her mood until now, and she felt that Skeleton deserved it, and she felt that he was drunk and crazy, and she felt sorry for Wang Fu's girlfriend... Wang Fu's girlfriend still didn't come back to her senses, but she shouldn't do stupid things... I advised her. She felt that the reason was because of her. No matter what, she had to wait until Wang Fu came out. I hope she could be stronger..."

Another half an hour passed.

After that, Xiao Le and Sister Jin suddenly had no gaps. The previous holidays were forgotten to the corner. When Xiao Le talked about the call, he seemed to be the most intimate and good sister who could tell anything about anything.

"Husband, you're going home in the morning? You must have not had enough sleep yet. You can make up for your sleep first. You can wake up later and call me!"

Chen Yi really felt sleepy. For some reason, the feeling of being unable to lift the energy and being tired in the morning came again.

"I'll sleep for a while, I'll hang up."

He felt that what he had experienced in the first half of the year in the first year of junior high school was simply unpredictable, but what made him even more terrible was that when he saw the tragic scene of the skeleton being abused by Wang Fu, he didn't feel scary at all. He was very numb, as if he saw a killed chicken passing by the vegetable market.

In a daze, he closed his eyes.

...

The sky was pouring rain.
Chapter completed!