What to do with a full-scale life

Chapter 1 Belief in Science

In the center of the city, there is usually a small street or a small district. The street is very old and the houses are very old, which is incompatible with the surrounding high-rise buildings.

Generally, such places are scenic spots or local aborigine settlements, neither poor nor rich, filled with the rhythm of life that does not belong to a modern city but also has the strangeness of a modern city.

This city also has such a place, the old neighborhood in the prime location, no matter how the outside world changes, it is always old and quiet.

An electric car stopped at the entrance of the alley, and a little girl got off the car and went straight to the place selling burritos next door.

"Brother Zhang is going to leave school every year?"

At the fortune-telling stand at the entrance of the alley, the radio was broadcasting some news and news of the day, and the monkey-cheeked fortune-teller sat there with a smile on his face and greeted the young man next to the electric car.

The young man's name is Zhang Jiachang, the owner of the milk tea shop in this alley. Although he is not very old, but because he is relatively mature since he was a child, people who are about the same age, even three or five years older, will call him Brother Zhang.

"Haven't you seen your girlfriend these days?"

Zhang Jiachang was obviously familiar with this fortune teller, and he spoke like an old friend. He took a stick from the stall, but it was blank, and Zhang Jiachang shook his head helplessly.

"Yellow." The man called the mouse pointed to a sign behind him: "People dislike me as a stinky fortune-teller, what do you think? Brother Zhang, don't smoke, you smoke one every day It's a white sign, is it interesting?"

Zhang Jiachang smiled helplessly but didn't say anything. People's affairs are like people knowing how warm and cold drinking water is, and he himself is not much better. Anyone who can still make a living in this place in this era, who is not guarding the same An ancestral business.As for fortune-telling, of course he knows that his fate cannot be calculated and no one dares to calculate it.

"Hey, I heard that there has been a murder case in our city recently?" The fortune-teller mouse looked up at Zhang Jiachang: "It is said that young girls are specially selected to kill."

"I'm not sure about that. I'll go back first. There's no one in the store." Zhang Jiachang smiled and waved his hands, then suddenly changed the topic: "It's okay, don't trouble me."

Mice nodded with a smile, and didn't say anything else, just sat there and continued to support his "120-year-old" fortune-telling booth.

In fact, although Zhang Jiachang said he didn't know, how could he have no news in such a place where people come and go.The city has not been peaceful recently, and several cases have occurred in succession, with cruel and weird modus operandi.

These things should not be spread indiscriminately, because it is likely to cause panic, but there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and some news will still leak out more or less.

But curiosity is curiosity, this kind of matter should be left to professional people to solve, and he, a milk tea seller, doesn't need to know anything.

Not long after Zhang Jiachang took Niannian back, when the mouse poured a cup of water from the thermos to make some coffee, a girl with a bag on her face sat on the stool opposite him with a smile on her face.

"Fortune teller, are you smart?"

As soon as the mouse raised his head, he glanced at the girl and laughed: "Be respectful and sincere. Does the girl tell fortunes?"

"Then how do you calculate it?" The girl looked at the mouse curiously: "Do you bring a lottery?"

"You don't need money to ask for a lottery, but it depends on your mood." The mouse handed over the lottery tube: "Three or five yuan is not too little, and three thousand and five thousand is not too much."

The girl took the stick with her lips pursed, and then began to shake it.Judging by her technique, it should be the kind of child whose family believed in this, and who often went to the temple with her family since she was a child, and she is very skilled in technique.

"Hey, girl." The mouse suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed the stick: "I have a new game, do you want to try it?"

"What game?"

"Draw a blind lottery, you can draw whatever you want, I'll explain it to you, and if you think it works, turn around and come back to fulfill your wish. The blind draw is five yuan."

When the girl heard it, she found it interesting, after all, she had only heard of drawing blind boxes before, but she had never heard of drawing blind lots.She readily gave the mouse five yuan, and then took out a stick.

"Hey! I can't see it."

The mouse pressed down on the girl's stick again, preventing her from turning her wrist.And took the sign from her hand, and looked at the girl's face after seeing the sign, the mouse frowned.

"Come on, girl. Give me your birth date."

"On June 1998, 6, at 6:45 p.m., people from City G."

Mouse's brows were furrowed even tighter, one finger pressed firmly on the upside-down lottery, and he pursed his lips: "Sincerity leads to success, right?"

"Hmm." The girl was also full of curiosity: "Is there any problem?"

"I said you do it." The mouse tapped the table lightly with its fingers: "Go straight along this road, and you will see a small Taoist temple or milk tea shop, go in. Then before seven o'clock tomorrow, no matter what happens, Don't come out."

"Why! I have a date." The girl was obviously at a loss: "We have an appointment to meet tonight."

The mouse didn't speak, just smiled all over his face, stretched out his hand and put the five yuan on the table into his pocket, and let the girl go away like repelling mosquitoes.

And after seeing the girl leaving with a confused face, he just opened the sign, and there were two lines written on it: Thinking about nothing, getting out, and dying to the spring pass, suffering alone.

Coupled with the girl's horoscope, it is the posture of "hard thinking and no cure, the general situation is about to die", but she has 87 lives, so she shouldn't die at this time.

This shows that someone used the art of changing her life against the sky, this person is an expert, and he is extremely vicious.

But the method of cracking it is like pediatrics, as long as the girl listens to it and believes it, then today is the time to break the law.If she doesn't listen, she will only end up with a new grave added to the loess.

The girl hesitated for a long time, and she believed in this since she was a child, so she couldn't help but feel a little bit more uncomfortable after being told by that stinky fortune teller.Seeing that it was still early, she simply followed the path indicated by the fortune teller.

The road is also quiet, after all, this is not the peak season for tourism, and this place is not a spot for online celebrities to check in, so there are not many pedestrians.

After walking for less than 10 minutes, she saw a small Taoist temple, and there was a milk tea shop next to the Taoist temple. The door of the Taoist temple was ajar, so she pushed the door and walked into the small courtyard. middle.

There is nothing special in the small courtyard, except that there is a small bamboo forest next to it, and there is a well in the bamboo forest. It looks like the scene of midnight bells, which makes people feel hairy unconsciously.

Going further inside, there is a "big hall". It is said that the main hall is only about a hundred square meters. futon.

But apart from these things, there is nothing like a Taoist temple here, because there are TVs, computers, and even a washing machine in the corner, which is clearly someone's home.

But just when she was about to leave here, a seven or eight-year-old girl walked in with a schoolbag on her back. She entered the "main hall" only to take a look at the stranger who suddenly broke in, and then crawled on her own. On the altar, he touched two apples from the fruit plate, rubbed them on his clothes, took a bite out of one and handed the other to the strange girl.

"Little sister... this is a tribute, isn't it?"

The little girl didn't speak, just ate the apple while pointing to the small note on the pillars on both sides of the main hall, and wrote eight words: If you have a heart and a god, you can eat the tribute yourself.

Seeing this, the girl realized that this small temple was really a righteous temple, not the one dedicated to evil gods. She took out three sticks of incense from the sachet next to the altar, respectfully lit them, and knelt on the futon Incense the statue.

After burning the incense, she turned around to leave, but the moment she just went out, her feet slipped for no reason, and then she fell to the ground with her head hitting the door frame. As soon as it got dark, he passed out like this.

But at this moment, the stick in the mouse's hand suddenly ignited, and the original sign disappeared completely, replaced by: When the time comes, it is natural to meet the noble, and the silver wall and iron wall are easy to live in.

The next lottery also became the winning lottery in the inexplicable spontaneous combustion.

But the girl who fell down didn't think so. She felt herself being pulled up when she was lying on the ground, but her dizziness was so dizzy that she couldn't even speak. He got up and put him on the reclining chair in the main hall.

"Did she fall by herself?"

Zhang Jiachang, who rushed over after hearing the sound, looked curiously at the little girl next to him who was still eating apples: "Forget it, let her lie down for a while."

But at this moment, Zhang Jiachang's phone rang, and he picked it up and saw that it was the mouse's phone.

"I'm busy, I don't have time to play cards. Someone just fell down, and I have to take her to the hospital."

"Brother Zhang...brother, that girl is fine, listen to me..."

The mouse explained the general process to this person, and he finally understood the cause and effect of the matter, and then scolded him on the phone: "You are such a loser, you don't want to bear the cause and effect, so you just blame me?"

"Brother Zhang! You are your own son, so it's not up to you for karma. Besides, if you were to be punished, you would have been crushed long ago. As the saying goes, if you have too many lice, you won't itch, and if you have too many debts, you won't worry." .You still care a little more about your karmic debts? I am different, I will still suffer from God, and I will have to trouble you when the time comes, I am your biggest customer. Emotionally tolerant and tolerant?"

"If there are medical expenses, you will pay."

"Okay... I've done good deeds and accumulated virtue." The mouse sighed, "Stop talking, I'm here for business."

At this moment, the respectful man squatted next to the injured girl, took a towel and applied a cold compress to her forehead, then took a pinch of mint from the potted plant next to him, squeezed out the juice and fed it to her. in the girl's mouth.

"Niannian, look at her, I'm off to work, if she hasn't woken up after half an hour, you can call me."

The little girl next to her nodded, then dragged the small table and stool over, and began to write her homework in the hall.

Zhang Jiachang got up and walked out through another door, and got busy in the milk tea shop in front.

"Haha, I knew you were there."

Just as he was handing the freshly made milk tea to the delivery boy, someone came in at the door and said, "A cup of herbal tea."

"Did you get off work or skipped work?" Zhang Jiachang raised his eyes and glanced at the visitor.

"I won't serve you anymore! I'm going to start my own business from tomorrow. Huh?" The person who came suddenly raised his nose and sniffed it: "Zhang Jiachang! You have a feminine smell on your dog day! Where did you come from? Tell me!"

"You dog's nose! Can you smell this too?"

(End of this chapter)