Chapter 049: Can I...become light in the future?
"Ghost Festival..." Fang Lili murmured softly, as if thinking about something.
The old lady continued to recommend, "I think you are suitable for this young woman's head. It's all made up. You can use it directly."
"Would you like to try it?"
"No!"
Fang Lili looked at the smelly human heads and began to feel nauseous.
He quickly waved and left the stall.
Even if she had to go to the human world, she would go back to take a look...
Look at her only relative.
Walked forward for a while.
She saw people selling all kinds of clothes, as well as arms or legs.
Many ghosts rushed into those stores.
When they came out, they either wore brand new white clothes or scary bloody clothes.
Others came out of the store with their broken arms repaired and eyeballs placed in their empty eye sockets.
It’s just like the Chinese New Year on earth.
"Miss, do you want to put on some makeup?"
The girls from Yichun Tower stood at the threshold, greeting people.
A pleasant smell wafted from their bodies.
Fang Lili paused and touched her face.
If she goes back like this, will she scare her family?
Shortly after Fang Lili left, a new customer came to the stall selling heads.
The customer was wearing white clothes and stopped in front of the lady's stall.
It has complete limbs and torso, except...
Missing a head.
Above the neck, there is nothing.
"Hey, customer, do you want to buy a head?" The old lady was stunned for a moment, then greeted with a smile.
Guessing that the guest couldn't see either, she took a look at his figure.
Then he chose a young man's head for it and handed it to the other party's outstretched hand.
"Guest, how about you try this?"
It was a young face with a handsome hairstyle.
All the facial features are complete and it looks very vivid.
The headless ghost took the head and slowly put it on his head.
With eyes, it can see the world.
With ears, it can hear sounds.
With a mouth, it can speak.
It looked down at itself.
I saw my heels at a glance.
“…”
…
Human world, near the city.
On a not very busy street.
Jiang Xian sat on the side of the road with a small stool and a bowl with change in front of him.
There is a flagpole at hand.
It says fortune telling on it.
Passersby took a quick look and didn't pay much attention to it.
Some people also took a photo with their mobile phones and posted it on WeChat Moments.
Copywriter: It’s rare that there are still fortune tellers these days.
But other than that, no one came forward to ask a question.
It seems that everyone assumes it is false.
If it was a few years ago, maybe some people would still believe it, but in this era...
No one came, and Jiang Xian was not in a hurry. He had gotten used to it these days.
He sat quietly on a small stool, watching the passers-by.
Recently he learned a little about physiognomy from his ancestors.
There is no need for fortune-telling, you can get some basic information just by looking at a person's face.
That’s right, he was the one who was at the time when the ancestors were popular…
The man who was despised by the ancestors but finally persevered and persuaded the ancestors to teach him fortune-telling.
Until now, there are still many people looking for their ancestors, but there are even more people who have given up.
After all, not everyone is so lucky.
Some people's ancestors have long been reincarnated, and no matter how much you call them, you will get no response.
As for Jiang Xian, he has been learning from his ancestors for some time.
Every once in a while, the ancestor would give him a small test.
But, I don’t know what happened recently.
Not only did the ancestor not assign any tasks, but he also appeared less frequently.
However, it can be seen that the ancestor is in a good mood recently.
The number of times he was called stupid decreased.
Suddenly, part of the light in front of Jiang Xian was blocked.
He withdrew his thoughts.
I saw a little boy with a yellow backpack standing in front of me, looking at me curiously.
He looks no more than eight or nine years old, and probably just got out of primary school.
"Can you really tell fortunes? Can you know the past and the future?" asked the little boy.
Jiang Xian nodded, "You can understand it this way."
"So, how much does it cost per session?"
"It starts at five yuan, depending on what you want to calculate."
The little boy in front of him frowned and began to feel confused.
Jiang Xian looked at him with amusement, "You are not allowed to refuse payment."
What he is doing now is also equivalent to practicing.
Taking money is just a token of my appreciation.
After saying this, the little boy in front of him seemed to have made up his mind.
He started to search his pockets with a determined look on his face.
Then he took out ten yuan and put it in the bowl in front of Jiang Xian, and got five yuan in change from it.
"I'm going to ask."
He informed, taking a deep breath, a little nervously.
"Just ask."
Jiang Xian guessed that the kid wanted to ask about his final exam results, or whether he could go out and play during the summer vacation.
After all, the final exam is coming soon.
After taking another deep breath, the little boy finally spoke.
The expression is serious and solemn.
"Uncle, can you help me calculate, can I...become light in the future?"
"……?"
this……
This question stumped Jiang Xian.
Can it become light in the future?
He had asked himself this question before.
Seeing that Jiang Xian didn't answer, the little boy sighed, "Sure enough, you don't know either."
He compromised and said, "Uncle, can you help me test the others?"
"……good."
Jiang Xian took out the copper coins and got ready.
The little boy looked around, then moved closer and whispered, "Uncle, can you help me calculate what questions are on the third grade math final exam?"
Jiang Xian subconsciously threw the copper coins out.
After the coin fell to the ground, I realized what the child had just asked.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
If someone else came, they would probably think that this kid was sent by the rival to cause trouble.
Jiang Xian looked at the copper coins on the ground, then looked at the child in front of him.
There was silence.
Even if I figured it out, I can't tell you.
In desperation, Jiang Xian asked, "Do you have anything else you want to test?"
Hearing this.
The little boy shook his head with an expression as if he had seen through the world.
"Forget it. You can't figure it out even if I ask you."
He picked up the five yuan from the bowl and left with his Ultraman backpack.
Jiang Xian: “…”
Today's opening is not going well.
However, in this line of work, not many things go smoothly, and he has gotten used to it.
Passersby were in a hurry and few stopped.
Jiang Xian was sitting there bored, when suddenly he became interested.
"How about we calculate what the ancestors have been doing recently?"
Do what you say!
Crash——
The copper coins fell on the ground, revealing a hexagram.
Jiang Xian took a look and threw the coin again.
"Why does this hexagram only show two words?"
"Ghost Festival...?"
He suddenly thought of something and took out his cell phone to check.
July is almost here.
Mid-July is the Zhongyuan Festival, also known as the Ghost Festival.
It is said that on the day of the Ghost Festival, the gates of hell open.
Ghosts from the underworld can all come to the human world for a visit.
Or visit relatives, or revisit hometown...
"I see. The old man must be very busy recently."
but……
He didn't expect that ghosts also had to make preparations before traveling.
Humans will prepare mobile phones, data cables, food, and spare clothes...
I wonder what the ghosts will prepare?
Jiang Xian began to feel a little excited.
If the ancestors came to the world, would they come to visit him?
After all, he is also considered as the ancestor's direct disciple...
Maybe he should prepare some fruit wine, cakes or something for the ancestors in advance?
I'll start preparing when I get back today!
