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In the village of Kushuijing, the lower part of the village, the black ash is hovering in the sky. It is the result of a large number of burning incense sticks. According to Zhang’s instructor, because the incense is too strong, several fires have occurred, but the villagers don’t care because of the large number of people. The coming people bring high economic benefits to the village.
The village entrance is full of cars, there are high-end cars like Mercedes-Benz BMW, there are Audi official cars, more ordinary family cars, people who burn incense and seek medicine are in a constant stream, they all praise the goddess for their magic, and Yue Yue is somewhat guilty. Because there is no parking space.
Before entering the village, Zhang’s instructor made another call. In less than three minutes, the village ran out of a thick man, sprinting in front of the car and leading the road to a village in the village. This is the village of Xiapopo. The committee, only VIPs are eligible to park here to stop the horse, and the idlers can only stop at the entrance to the village and walk into the village.
The man was the director of the village committee, a big red face, busy to teach the instructor Zhang, and asked where the guests came from.
"This is a guest from the provincial capital. The identity is confidential, you know." Zhang’s instructor said.
The village director nodded eagerly, squinting and squinting, showing a big yellow tooth and laughing: "Zhang political commissar, I understand."
Introduced by the leaders of this village, naturally reduce multiple procedures, you can directly see the goddess himself.
In view of the county’s call to break the feudal superstition, the goddess opened a “hospital”, but the people from the four townships and eight counties still chose to burn the fragrant steamed buns. The big incense burner in front of the hospital is full of cigarettes all year round. It is said that the incense is better than the Ruhua Temple. To be more prosperous, the village director pointed to the place where the fireworks were smoky and laughed: "Mother God is not in the hospital at all, and worship is also Baibai."
The mother of God lives in the villa behind the village. The large iron door with red paint is open. The entrance is the mosaic shadow wall, the sea cliffs and the cranes fly, the Audi Q7 is parked in the garage, the typical rural upstart courtyard, the family Before welcoming, the village director handed the cigarette, said two sentences, the village director turned his head and said: "You go up, I will not accompany, God mother is very big, can not go up more than three people at a time."
Mou Yue and Grandma went up to the second floor. This is a large living room, white wall, empty, with a portrait of Bodhisattva Guanyin on the wall, Chinese mahogany furniture, a kind-hearted village woman sitting on the sofa and squatting in her mouth. Smoke, see the guests come up, smashed the ash, and said: "Sit, want to ask something wrong?"
"I want to know, can you see my past life?" Mo Yue asked cautiously. Although she did not believe in evil, she was also stunned by this atmosphere. She did not dare to make a mistake until she found out that the other party was obviously missing.
Goddess looked at her: "Are you still the old man?"
Mou Yue said it was me.
The goddess said: "A person who has just passed away, I can invite people. You can't say this situation. It depends on the time of the reincarnation. The difficulty is not small. You can only look at the virtual shadow. Who is it, how is it dead? ""
Mou Yue said: "Please look at it, this is very important to me."
The goddess did not speak, closed his eyes, seemed to be fighting, and Yue Yue sat for a while, could not help but want to go, Grandma took her, whispered: "wait a little longer."After another five minutes, Shencha finally opened his eyes and said: "You have been dead for a hundred years in the past, you can't see clearly. It's about a bureaucrat, a bitter, dead, and dead."
"How is it dead?" Yue Yue asked, "What is the surname, what is it?"
"It's hard to die, what is the surname... It seems to be surnamed Chen."
Mou Yue sneer, the goddess and the answer are quite different from Liu Yanzhi's narrative. In Liu Yanzhi's description, Lin Su died of a fire, and his possibility of lying is very low. The goddess is likely to be nonsense, and the reasoning is only one. The so-called reincarnation is a birthless or pure coincidence.
She signaled her grandmother that she could leave, and she was about to leave. The goddess suddenly said: "Yu Ruyi reproduces the world, and your fate is here."
Heyue was shocked and asked again, but the goddess did not want to say anything.
On the way back, Yu Yue meditation for a long time, suddenly suddenly, she believed in the words of the goddess, but explained it herself, the so-called fate, not with Liu Yanzhi, but with Ji Yugan.
"Grandma, what do you think of Ji Yuqian?" Yu Yue asked with confidence. In her impression, Grandma appreciated Ji Yugan and wanted to be a granddaughter.
At this moment, Grandma shook her head and said: "The age is a bit too big, people are frivolous, not calm enough, Grandma does not like it."
Yue Yue picked up her mouth.
Grandma went on to say, "If you think that this god is not accurate, let's find out again. There are more domestic people."
Back to the home of Omi, Yu Yue took a break and ran to the balcony to call Ji Yugan with the latest future personal terminal. Soon the other party picked up, and Ji Yugan’s smiling face appeared in front of her. The background was a grassy golf course. .
"My Missy, how do you think about calling me?" Ji Yu asked.
"I want to ask you one thing, when did you buy the jade?"
"I still want to ask you, yes, I bought a jade at the auction, but anonymous bidding, no one knows me, how do you know?"
"Don't worry about how I know, I want to ask you. Do you think this jade is for you, is it important for your own value, or is it important?"
Ji Yu said in a dry language: "This... oh, the signal is not very good..."
The snowflake appears on the virtual screen and the communication is interrupted.
Ji Yugan hung up the phone, sat in the golf electric car, the assistant put on the tablet computer, he pulled out an interface, the slender finger clicked, and called out the audition record of the Yue Yue, the so-called personal terminal, actually Also assumed the supervision
The task of control, who has seen it, what has been said, and an overview.
"Yu Ruyi reproduces the world, your fate is here." The voice of the old man echoed in the eyes of Ji Yugan. He said to the assistant without thinking, "Look at the details of the old woman who is pretending to be a ghost."
The assistant nodded like a garlic.
"And, who is the most fortune teller in China, make an appointment for me."
......Beijing, Lama Temple Street, Liu Yanzhi is advancing in a group of devout pilgrims. He is looking for a shop, a small shop that only opens several times a year. The legendary Hu Banxian is the owner of this shop.
According to Hu Qingsong’s instructions, he found the store, but closed today, the shutter door was closed, and there was a string of old mobile phone numbers starting with 1300. Liu Yan dialed the number and someone picked it up.
"Which?"
"Hello, is it Mr. Hu?"
"I am, your name? Where do you come from?" The voice is very young, and the Beijing is very full.
"Free of surname Liu, coming from the river."
"You are not going to be Liu Yanzhi?"
"Do you remember me?" Liu Yan was in a heart, and the adrenaline began to secrete. It seems that the truth is not far from himself.
"I listened to my family and mentioned you. We have some fate. I am working nearby. I will meet in a place. I just have other people to talk about."
Five minutes later, Liu Yanzhi came to the coffee shop downstairs in the building of Huhe. Hu Banxian called at the door and took an old-fashioned Motorola 328 mobile phone. He shouted and said that he was talking about the renovation project. Like a fortune teller, it looks like a contractor, or a contractor in the last century.
"Sorry, deal with something." Hu Banxian put a cigarette butt, put the phone into the holster on the waist, and shook hands with Liu Yan, led him into the coffee shop, asked for a pot of Biluochun, and looked at the Rolex on the wrist. The watch said: "Let's wait a little longer, Yu Yue has come over, and the two of you talk about the best."
Liu Yanzhi was shocked: "Wu Yue is coming too?"
"Yeah, so it's smart." Hu Banxian smiled. "This is life."
As she said, Yu Yue entered the door. She saw Liu Yanzhi sitting here, and she was puzzled: "How come you?"
"The purpose of your two is the same." Hu Banxian said, "Sit down, I will give you a sigh, I have more things, don't delay time, just five minutes."
Yu Yue sat down with a doubt.
Hu Banxian said: "In the past, I used to test words. I made an exception today. I don't want to play with that. I have something to say. I want to ask questions directly. Women are preferred."
Mou Yue said: "I want to know, who is my past life?"
Hu Banxian said: "Your past life was called Lin Su. He was born in 1882 and died in 1901. He was less than 20 years old. He was a prefect of a family. Later, his family fell, his parents died, and he crossed the ocean to find his husband. San Francisco opened a laundry, unfortunately encountered a big fire, the family finances a torch, lived on the streets, dying to die, leaving a child, raised by his family, changed his surname Chen."
In the heart of Yue Yue’s turmoil, Hu’s answer is the content of Liu Yanzhi and the gods, which fills the falsehood between the two sides. Is it true that this man is really the husband of his previous life?
Liu Yanzhi was also shocked. He did not expect that Lin Su did not die in the fire, and he was pregnant with his own child. He went to the United States to find himself! It is a pity that he returned to China after completing his mission, and he missed Lin Su."The most hated thing in your past life is the fire, so you have been a firefighter in this life. Your unfulfilled wish is to find your sweetheart. Now your sweetheart is in front of you. Okay, my mission is finished, goodbye."
Hu Banxian put away things, got up and left, Liu Yanzhi and Yan Yue face each other, not walking, staying is not.
"I have to ask clearly, how did he know." Yu Yue suddenly stood up and chased Hu Banxian. The south of the building was the cannon hutong, and the large old courtyard house area. Hu Banxian walked in front, and euphoric Steps couldn't keep up. Suddenly, a gold cup van stopped suddenly. The door brush opened, and several squatting big men carrying watermelon knives jumped out and pointed at Hu Banxian: "Her name, stop, don't go! ”
The northeastern big muzzle accent of a water.
Hu Banxian turned and ran. The big men chased their legs and chased them. The eyes of the sorrowful eyes saw Hu Banxian running and deforming. Like the Transformers in the cartoon, the skin of the face bones quickly twisted and changed, and the pointed mouth grew, the water was smooth and smooth. The red fur and long big tail, from one person to one in a second, turned into a flaming red-dressed fox, and disappeared into the sewer.
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