I was shocked and looked at the fortune teller carefully.

His appearance did not change from what I saw in my dream last time, with pale skin and dark eyes. But this sub-healthy state might have been there for a long time. This cannot be evidence of his physical problems.

Wu Qiren pressed his hands on the table and lowered his head to ask the fortune teller: "It can only be counted at this point? Can't you calculate Shanshan's specific position now? And... she..."

Wu Qiren's lips trembled twice, and his voice stuck in his throat.

The fortune teller raised his head and looked at Wu Qiren, "I've even passed when she disappeared. I've also calculated it before leaving."

Wu Qiren opened his eyes and stared at the fortune teller.

"Give up." The fortune teller opened his lips and spit out three words.

Wu Qiren's fingers almost clasped the table, "What, what does it mean?"

He asked with difficulty, and once again, he seemed to have spoken a lot smoother, and then repeated, "What do you mean?"

The fortune teller did not answer and lowered his head to hold the tarot card.

Wu Qiren reached out and grabbed the fortune teller's collar.

Liu Liangwang quickly stood up and grabbed Wu Qiren.

"What do you mean!!" Wu Qiren said loudly, his voice hoarse.

The fortune teller raised his head, "It's what you meant."

Wu Qiren's whole body began to tremble.

"You have guessed it long ago, otherwise you could have asked me long ago." The fortune teller said calmly.

Wu Qiren raised his other hand, as if he wanted to punch.

Liu Liangwang quickly stopped him.

"Wu Qiren, calm down! Calm down... Shanshan... Shanshan's affairs..."

"You know too? You all know fuckingly? You all know that you still let her come?" Wu Qiren was furious and pushed Liu Liangwang away.

Liu Liangwang smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect it to be like this...and..."

Wu Qiren wiped his face and gasped heavily.

"Sooner or later, there will be such a day. If you walk by the river often, how can you not get your shoes wet?" The fortune teller said lightly.

The flesh on Liu Liangwang's body trembled twice.

Wu Qiren's eyes were red and stared at the fortune teller.

The fortune teller had packed up his things and stood up, as if he was about to go out.

"She is...why..." Wu Qiren asked.

The fortune teller paused slightly, "I don't know."

"Is it that mountain, or..." Wu Qiren's eyes were still red, as if he was about to cry, and as if he was forced to the extreme, his eyes were filled with a fierce light.

The fortune teller turned to look at Wu Qiren, "It's calculated that it's the East."

What I mean by that is nothing to do with Guangyuan Mountain.

This is the truth.

But I always feel that it is a bit strange for the fortune teller to say this.

The fortune teller did not speak anymore, but left the room.

He left the hotel room and went straight into the next door. He put some luggage in the next room. I still remember what Jin Shanshan's bag looked like.

The fortune teller picked up Jin Shanshan's bag and wanted to go out. He stopped and opened the bag and searched it. He checked Jin Shanshan's luggage, checked it expressionlessly, put the things expressionlessly, and then put them on the zipper before carrying the bag again.

He returned to his previous room.

Liu Liangwang looked at Wu Qiren at a loss, feeling anxious. Seeing the fortune teller come back, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The fortune teller placed the luggage bag in front of Wu Qiren.

Wu Qiren's body was shocked.

"It's all her things." said the fortune teller, "I'll leave it to you."

Tears suddenly emerged from Wu Qiren's red eyes.

"Divorcer, you..." Liu Liangwang shouted.

"I'm going back. Please contact me if you have something to do." The fortune teller said coldly.

He said this, but stood still and looked at Wu Qiren, "It's best not to have any intersection anymore. This is good for us all. Live a normal life. You can still live a normal life. Jin Shanshan... couldn't go back many years ago..."

At the end of the day, he sighed a little.

He passed by Liu Liangwang, patted Liu Liangwang on the shoulder, and left without looking back.

The dream changed suddenly when the fortune teller stepped out of the room door.

I saw the fortune teller's body slowly fall down and fall to the ground.

There is no longer a hotel, but another room.

The fortune teller covered his mouth and coughed, and the blood scattered from his fingers and fell to the ground.

He coughed for a while, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

I looked at it and felt a little nervous.

I instinctively felt that this was a side effect of the fortune teller's ability. But I also felt that this was not a simple side effect.

The fortune teller's mood was very stable.

Until now, I have not felt his emotions, nor have I received his memories and thoughts.

The fortune teller stopped coughing and got up from the ground.

The room he is now in is two bedrooms and one living room. The doors of the two rooms are open. One can be seen as a bedroom and the other room has been decorated. In that room, a starry sky projection lamp is turned on, which looks very beautiful. However, strange and weird paintings are painted on the ceiling and walls of the room, making this beauty become gloomy and terrifying.

I don't know who the characters in the painting are, but I can understand the meaning of these paintings: guillotine, gallows, stolen racks, witches' crucibles, snakes, insects, rats and ants, war killing... are all bad scenes.

The fortune teller went to the kitchen to pour water and drank it. Instead of going to the room, he returned to the bedroom and lay on the bed. He was very weak and seemed to be dying.

I looked for a while and then walked through the wall and arrived at the next room.

In addition to the beautiful starlights and terrifying murals, there is also a cabinet that occupies a whole wall in the room. There are hardcover books placed in the cabinet. The spine is not written in the title, and I don’t know what kind of books they are. In addition to books, there are also crystal balls, skulls and other things on the cabinet.

This house is like a scene house deliberately created, reminding me of many movies and TV related to magic, witches, and psychics.

In short, it's a bit fake.

I know the divination ability of the fortune teller, and he should not use these tools to do so. If it is for research, murals and starlights are unnecessary; if it is for interest, the layout of the living room and bedroom is simple and warm, and it is incompatible with this room. It should be said that this room is incompatible with the entire room.

I returned to the bedroom.

The fortune teller lay on the bed, as if he was asleep, his brows were still wrinkled.

There were some paper balls on the bedside table, all with blood.

Suddenly, a sound sounded in the paper ball.

The fortune teller was awakened and reached out to touch him, and took out his cell phone from the ball of paper.

He directly drove the hands-free.

I heard Liu Liangwang's voice.

"The fortune teller, it's me, that, Liu Liangwang. I... haven't seen him for a long time... That, I just wanted to say, I just saw a live broadcast. I saw Wu Qiren. Wu Qiren was selected and went to an adventure with a famous online anchor, like a haunted house. They were going to an abandoned farm outside Minqing. I think..."

Before Liu Liangwang could finish his words, the fortune teller had already sat up.

He may have been too fierce, and he coughed violently and vomited blood again, spilled directly onto the screen of his phone.

Liu Liangwang on the other end of the phone was startled, "Divider?"
Chapter completed!