Phi-Fic Chapter 800: Destiny cannot be arbitrarily peeped into
Chapter 800: Destiny cannot be arbitrarily peeped into
There was also a very familiar bracelet on that arm.
It was a gold bracelet that he personally picked out with his own New Year's money and gave to his mother.
Fu Zeyu looked at the monster in disbelief with a pale face.
He wanted to rush over, but his body seemed to be out of control and stiff in place, and even no sound came out of his throat.
Tick!Tick!
The clock in the living room showed nine o'clock.
"No!!!!!"
Fu Zeyu watched the monster swallow the remaining arm in one gulp, and finally rushed forward with a roar.
The next moment, the monster's thorn-like tail pierced his body.
Fu Zeyu's eyes went dark.
He was gasping for breath, his extreme anger and fear had not yet dissipated, causing his emotions to fluctuate violently at the moment.
[…So it’s there.]
At this moment, Uncle Ge's voice reappeared in his mind.
[Uncle Ge?]
Fu Zeyu finally came to his senses. He looked around and found himself still squatting in front of the stall in the dark market, holding the crystal ball in his hand.
He was just fortune-telling... Then, what was that picture?
Fu Zeyu was a little confused, thinking that he was in a hallucination and that everything was just his imagination.
Uncle Ge only then realized that something was wrong with him. "What's going on? Why is your heart beating so fast? What did you see on the screen?"
Uncle Ge was in a very good mood. He didn't expect that he would meet a real fortune teller this time. Even the divination given by this fortune teller was not so confusing that they needed to rack their brains to decipher it in order to get the answer they wanted.
Instead, he showed them a clear picture directly in their minds!
While he was happy, Uncle Ge was also very shocked.
A fortune teller who can do this is already very powerful.
He got a great bargain. Generally speaking, the price of divination by a fortune teller of this level of ability would be at least over a million, and even if you have money, you may not be able to find the fortune teller.
[I saw a ghost attack my family...]
Uncle Ge's cheerful tone suddenly faded: [What time?]
[It was nine o'clock, probably evening, and the lights were still on in the living room.]
It was now after twelve o'clock, and they left home at ten o'clock. At that time, his parents were still sitting at home watching TV, and nothing had happened.
It seems that this incident happened at nine o'clock tonight or tomorrow.
Uncle Ge suddenly thought of something: "Boy, that stone carries a strange energy and will attract some ghosts. Oh, I almost forgot about that."
Before his "death", he was a ghost master himself, and he was not afraid of ghosts of ordinary level at all.
The dark market is protected by powerful ghost masters and also has things that hide the aura inside, so any items with strange energy placed here will not attract ghosts.
In fact, the stone does not contain much strange energy. Unless the ghost is very close, nothing will happen. Xiaoliu, an ordinary person, has been carrying it with him for so long and has never encountered a ghost.
[Is that the stone?]
Fu Zeyu's expression became very complicated. "Then I can't take this stone home."
I chatted with Uncle Ge for a few words, and in reality, only a few seconds passed.
Fu Zeyu looked up at the witch and said, "I am very satisfied with the results of this divination. I will settle the subsequent fees immediately."
Xiaoliu next to him was stunned. Will it be done soon?
That’s one hundred thousand!
He has risked his life to steal several times.
After all, not every family has valuables, and it takes time and discounts for him to sell the stolen goods. In the final analysis, it is really worse for him to cheat others.
Fu Zeyu stood up and walked towards the place where coins were exchanged in the dark market.
At the same time, he asked Uncle Ge in his heart: "Isn't that fortune teller afraid that I will run away with the bill?"
After watching him leave without paying immediately, the fortune teller also got nothing.
The man standing behind the fortune teller, who looked like a guard, did not rush over to stop him.
[Running away? You must be joking. No one wants to offend a fortune teller with this ability. Moreover, every visit to fate will be recorded. If you don't pay a certain price, believe me, you don't want to know the final outcome.]
Does that sound scary?
Fu Zeyu said he had learned some new knowledge.
After Uncle Ge used several of his anonymous accounts to transfer a sum of money, Fu Zeyu was finally able to exchange enough dark gold coins in the dark market.
He first went around the other stalls and made sure that they didn't have the items they needed. Then he returned to the last stall and paid the divination fee.
[You have adjusted the trajectory of fate and gained some gifts from it.]
[Ding! The Wu character's character perfection has increased by 7%!]
In the witch's sight.
The Son of the World, who was entangled with the extremely chaotic, complex, tight and deep thread of fate of this world, has left.
People who are so closely connected with the world are often important figures who can lead the world's progress.
In other words, this kind of person can also be called the son of destiny, or the protagonist.
The fate line on him alone is enough to make people dizzy.
Wu rubbed his eyes. He had just tried to sort out the tangled yarn from countless balls of yarn, which consumed a lot of his mental energy.
"Lord Wu?" Bo looked at Wu worriedly.
As someone who has been guarding Wu all year round, he knows that once Wu overuses his abilities, he will become extremely mentally exhausted.
Although this time I only divined for one person.
But the fate of some people is very complicated, and the fate of each person is not static. Predicting the fate of these people, especially those with special destinies, consumes a lot of mental energy.
Sometimes fortune-telling for ten people may not consume much mental energy, but sometimes fortune-telling for one person may drain the witch's mental energy.
Therefore, although Wu often sets up a stall, the number of divination spots he gets every day is actually very small, sometimes only one, and at most three.
Not only is fate not something that can be pried into at will, the depletion of mental energy is also a problem.
Bo immediately took out a potion that could replenish mental strength from his backpack and stared at Wu without saying a word.
Until Wu took it helplessly and drank it in one gulp.
After his mental strength was replenished, Wu looked much more energetic.
Although this kind of mental power potion can replenish mental power in time, it should not be used too much. Mental power can be replenished, but fatigue is not so easily relieved.
"This potion tastes terrible. Next time I must give the research department some feedback."
Wu protested.
Bo thought without comment, perhaps the people in the research department made the mental power potion into this flavor in order to prevent people from taking it as a meal?