Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

Walking under the bridge, Qin Ruan stopped, raised his arms, and lifted up his shoulders and sleeves.

On the inside of her arm, there is a bright red line.

The red line is very short, and the length above it represents how much life she has left now.

She is sensitive to the red line.

One year...

time is limited.

Since Qin Ruan opened her eyes, she has only one year left to live.

If you want to survive, you have to find the Sha.

Sha is the evil spirit of evil in the world.

Most of them come from ghosts, ghosts, and evil things.

Qin Ruan put down his sleeves, not knowing where to look for Sha for a while.

She walked very slowly, and the pain in her body kept her mind clear.

The next road, she wants to plan well.

"Come here, do the math, authentic fortune-telling, you will be satisfied with the calculation, if you are not sure, ask for less money, if you are accurate, double it..."

Suddenly, a clear vicissitudes of life sounded in the ear.

The sound is coming from the front, not far away

Qin Ruan looked up, and the stall under the overpass came into view.

An old man wearing black sunglasses and a blue robe has a special sense of presence.

He was sitting in front of the booth, holding a high-level attitude, and the shouting came from his mouth.

"Girl, we are destined, old man, I see your facial features, it is really lucky, the heaven is round, the complexion is reddish, and the blood is quite vigorous.

Of course, the girl has a black air lingering at the moment, I am afraid that there will be disasters coming soon, come and come... The girl might as well say the eight characters, I will calculate a hexagram for you, three hundred per hexagram, not much. "

Qin Ruanwen stared at the old man for a moment, with a thousand emotions in her eyes, and suddenly she laughed out loud.

Pale and delicate face, because of this smile, has a weak aura.

It was really effortless.

Just now I was thinking about where to find the evil spirits, and now I will send it to my door.

The old man said that she was surrounded by black aura, but he didn't know that he had already been enveloped in thick black mist.

Everyone has their own aura, and with every word and deed, evil and good deeds, this aura will change.

Most people's auras are divided into black, red, white, and gold.

Black is the evil spirit, it is the evil one, or it is carrying evil things, it will have such aura.

Red, disaster is approaching, bloody disaster.

White, good people, longevity people.

Gold, merits and virtues, both blessings and good fortune.

There is also a rare gas field, the purple gas coming from the east, the gas of an emperor.

There is no one out of ten who can carry this kind of aura.

Qin Ruan walked to the fortune-telling booth, she stared at the old man with a half-smile, and looked up and down with her beautiful eyes.

In the end, his gaze was locked on the white jade pendant hanging on the opponent's neck.

"Girl, let's count?" The old man said with a smile.

Qin Ruan shook his head gently, staring at the white jade pendant the old man was wearing, as if a cat saw a fish, and his eyes were shining.

It seemed that her gaze was too direct, the smile on the old man's face disappeared, and caution and vigilance appeared in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and stuffed the exposed jade pendant into his clothes, patted it lightly, and then felt a little relieved.

This is a treasure he bought from the antique street some time ago. It cost half of his savings and it is a rare object he likes.

The old man's very unobtrusive and direct behavior caused Qin Ruan to raise his eyebrows slightly.

"The thing that kills you is so precious?"

When the other party heard the words, he immediately lowered his face: "Little girl, what nonsense! I think you are here to make trouble. Since it's not a hexagram, don't delay my business."

It is impossible to walk, how can Qin Ruan give up without getting what he wants.