Chapter 0027: Heavenly Eyes
The old man figured out based on a few horoscopes that this was a man from Huilong Village getting married, and I knew my guess was right.
This old man could tell that I had a black snake jade bracelet and could recognize it, which proves that he has some skills.
I simply handed over the horoscopes I had copied down: "Then please help me take a look at these horoscopes..."
"No need to look!" The old man stood up suddenly and put the broken bamboo stick aside.
He looked at me and said, "You are Long Ling, the daughter of Snake Wine Dragon, right?"
I was even more shocked at this moment, but the old man waved his hand at me and said, "You don't need to calculate this, everyone in the fortune-telling circle knows this."
"If you marry a daughter-in-law from Huilong Village, you will have a thin uterus and are destined to have no children. However, you will enjoy the blessing of descendants and are born with three or two golden keys." The old man looked at me.
I didn't believe in fate before, but now...
I took a deep breath and said, "But if I am really destined to be childless, then how did the people of Huilong Village come from? How did I come from here?"
The black snake jade bracelet on my wrist slowly turned. Mo Xiu sighed softly, but did not stop me.
The fortune teller just looked at me with a gloomy face: "I can't answer your question. But I can help you calculate your horoscope..."
When he said this, excitement flashed across his face and hope appeared in his eyes.
The people who were playing cards and chess nearby also slowly came over, but did not stand too close.
There are rules in their industry. You can't steal business or stand too close to others to learn from them.
But I don’t know why, when I broke the bamboo stick just now, they all looked over here but didn’t come over. Now that they heard that I wanted them to tell my fortune, they all gathered around me.
I hesitated for a moment, but still sat down on a stool and slowly reported my date of birth.
I don't even know how to convert the eight characters.
The old man immediately helped me calculate by pinching his fingers, first converting it into eight characters, and then I followed him to slowly arrange them.
People gradually gathered around, but no one was counting, as if they were waiting for the result.
But the old man pinched his fingers and pushed a little bit at a time, and suddenly his body shook, and he grabbed the broken bamboo stick .
The person on the side seemed to reach out to help him: "Lao Zhou."
But as soon as it touched him, the already broken bamboo stick was crushed by him, and the bamboo splinters pierced into his palm, causing blood to gush out.
Then he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, a look of astonishment flashed in his turbid eyes, and blood slowly flowed out.
"Lao Zhou! Lao Zhou!" The people next to him rushed to help him.
At this time, a clear voice shouted: "Get out of the way."
Then a young man with a Taoist bun on his head and wearing a Taoist robe strode over, held Lao Zhou's head, and slapped him on the forehead three times.
Then he stroked his forehead, laid him on the ground, and spat into the palms of his hands twice.
She put her palms over his eyes and said, "I told you not to mind it, but you did! Now you've damaged your spirit platform and infected your eyes. You can't tell fortunes anymore!"
The young Taoist priest turned his head and looked at me, then shouted, "Why don't you leave!"
But Lao Zhou grabbed his hand and said, "Uncle Taishi, I can't accept this. I can't accept this..."
"You have been calculating fortunes all your life, but you still cannot see through your fate. Why are you unwilling to accept this?" The young Taoist covered his eyes for a while and then let go.
He looked at me with a stern look in his eyes. His eyes were so sharp that it seemed as if I had nowhere to hide, and it also felt as if something was pricking my body.
Mo Xiu snorted coldly and turned the black snake jade bracelet slightly.
The young Taoist priest immediately closed his eyes and bowed to me: "Greetings, Lord Snake."
I knew he was talking about Mo Xiu, so I took a step back and turned around to leave.
What I wanted to find out was what secrets there were in those people's birth dates and horoscopes. Now I have found it out, and it is indeed not convenient for me to cause trouble with my current identity.
But just as I took two steps back, Old Zhou, who was lying on the ground, sat up straight and shouted in a deep and sharp voice: "Long Ling!"
His voice was like that of a demon in the middle of the night, loud, sharp and shrill.
The young Taoist priest immediately shouted at me, waving his hands and scolding: "Go! Go! "
He turned around and reached out to help Lao Zhou, as if trying to stop him.
But Lao Zhou's eyes were bleeding, and he stared at me and said, "Long Ling, you were born dead, and you were not meant to live! If you live, your relatives will be wiped out, and your neighbors will suffer. Everyone you meet will die miserably."
“Long Ling…” Old Zhou sat on the ground like a ghost demanding his life, his eyes bleeding and his palms pierced with bamboo strips.
Surrounded by the crowd, the pair of bleeding eyes stared at me, panting heavily, "When you were born, you should...should...If you live, Huilong Village will perish. Everyone will be hurt, all living things...cough! cough!"
"Old Zhou!" The young Taoist priest quickly turned around and supported Old Zhou's back.
I felt cold all over and my feet felt like they were nailed to the ground. The fortune tellers, vendors, and card players all looked at me strangely.
"Let's go." Mo Xiu said to me in a trembling voice, "Let's go back."
But I couldn't move my legs and just looked at Lao Zhou with gloomy eyes.
He kept coughing, and blood came out of his mouth.
Mo Xiu seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said to me: "He is going to die, quickly move him to a place where there is no one."
I was woken up by Mo Xiu. I ignored the strange looks from people and walked over to help Lao Zhou up.
He said to the young Taoist priest, "Let's find a place where there is no one!"
But as soon as he started to move, a small snake suddenly came out of Lao Zhou's mouth.
The little snake was just like the one in the cracked egg when I asked about rice that day. Its eyes were closed, and it was lying in a pool of mucus and blood in its throat. It slowly slid out from the corner of Lao Zhou's mouth.
The young Taoist's eyes became anxious and he immediately tapped Lao Zhou's chest twice.
I picked him up and glanced at the black snake jade bracelet on my wrist: "Come with me."
He held Lao Zhou in his arms, jumped a few times, crossed the green belt by the river, and walked towards a house nearby.
I hurriedly trotted after him, but there seemed to be a black shadow flashing forward quickly in front of me, and behind him I could hear those people talking.
"Where does this girl come from? Old Zhou has a divine eye and is a fortune teller. How can he predict her fate..."
"Don't want to die!" Someone beside him shouted in a deep voice, and sighed: "Destiny is the way of heaven, but it can also be blocked. Lao Zhou came here to wait for her. This is a disaster in his life!"
I listened, ran into the cabin without looking back, and closed the door behind me.
Inside the room, Old Zhou was sitting cross-legged on the ground, while the young Taoist priest was rapidly making seals with his hands and patting the back of his hands.
Mo Xiu was already pressing on Lao Zhou's chest, with the ten fingers of both hands moving upwards like snakes, pushing.
But as he pushed, thick phlegm the size of eggs came out of Lao Zhou's mouth, and in the phlegm there were little snakes.
Just when Mo Xiu reached Lao Zhou's throat, Lao Zhou spurted out a mouthful of pus and blood.
I saw many small snakes as thin as hair in the blood, but they didn't even twist their bodies and just lay motionless in the blood.
Mo Xiu withdrew his hand, shook his robe, looked at Lao Zhou and said: "What a pity, the lineage of the Heavenly Eye Divine Calculation almost died out here."
I looked at those snakes and goose bumps slowly started to appear on my body.
The last time I asked about rice, there was a snake in an egg. How come it appeared in Lao Zhou’s body this time?
He was just telling fortunes, why is he going to die?
"Thank you, Lord Snake." The young Taoist priest helped Lao Zhou sit up.
He took out a pill from the side of his robe and stuffed it into Lao Zhou's mouth: "Since you have seen Long Ling and the Snake King is here too, you should stabilize your breath first, and we can discuss other details later!"
Old Zhou was barely breathing, but he still held the young Taoist's hand tightly: "Uncle Grand Master, I'm sorry, Brother Hu, I..."
He glanced at me, held the young Taoist's hand and said, "Little Grand Master, you shouldn't have come with me."
As he spoke, his bloodshot eyes suddenly turned to look at me.
I just felt a chill in my body, and then Mo Xiu pulled me away.
Old Zhou suddenly opened his mouth and a stream of blood shot out like a sharp arrow, passing through the door and making a hole in it.
If Mo Xiu hadn't pulled me back, the blood would have shot directly onto me.
With that kind of force, I would definitely be shot through.
Old Zhou spat out a mouthful of blood, as if he had lost all his strength, and his body suddenly fell to one side.
His eyes were still fixed on me, and he held the young Taoist's hand tightly: "Uncle Taishi, I'm sorry to Old Hu. I didn't... get rid of this evil."
Before he could finish his words, he slowly fell down, but his bloodshot eyes were still staring at me.