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Chapter 40 Those eyes

"This is the sign. This is the sign." The old man in Taoist robe looked at the abstract pattern on the yellow paper, frowning, and the power of heaven around him became more surging.

"What? Is this a lottery?" Zhou Qing asked in surprise.

"No, the truth is that this lot has no characteristics, which makes it difficult to understand." The old man said with a bitter smile.

"This lottery is my problem. Although I claim to hit nine out of ten lottery draws, sometimes mistakes will be made. Maybe I made a mistake this time. I hope my friend Haihan will do the same."

"The next lottery is the luck lottery. This lottery is what I am best at. Before people in this city go out to explore, they always ask me for a lottery to test their luck. I will never make a mistake with this lottery!"

The old man in Taoist robe was worried that Zhou Qing would be dissatisfied, so he quickly made a promise for the next lottery, and handed the second lottery tube to Zhou Qing.

After a few breaths, Zhou Qing drew a lottery again.

The old man in Taoist robes looked solemn, counted with his fingers, closed his eyes, and began to draw on the yellow paper with a red pen.

This time he used all his strength to make sure the lot was calculated.

Suddenly, an inexplicable wind blew between the sky and the earth. It had no fixed direction and seemed to be blowing from all directions. Moreover, this gust of wind only covered within a few feet of the stall, causing some yellow paper to rustle.

Putting down the ink pen, the old man opened his eyes and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

I saw a pair of blurry eyes vaguely depicted on the yellow paper. These eyes were extremely cold and majestic, as if they were a high-altitude god.

dong dong dong.

The old man's heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. He was nervous, trembling, and small. At this moment, he felt an unspeakable terror.

However, after only a moment, the yellow paper suddenly burned and turned into ashes, as if it had never existed.

"Huh?" Zhou Qing frowned slightly, not understanding what happened, and asked, "Can this lot still be solved?"

"This, this" The old man in Taoist robes was so frightened that his face turned pale and his body was trembling a little.

"Just tell the truth, I won't do anything to you." Zhou Qing said calmly.

"Here, I can't solve this lot, nor can I solve it. Once I solve it, I will be finished and will be punished by God." The old man gritted his teeth and finally said truthfully.

"Forget it, I don't understand it now."

Zhou Qing waved his hand, then turned and left.

Although he was very curious as to why he couldn't figure out his lot, he still couldn't figure it out or figure it out.

Fortunately, from the old man's several attacks, he roughly understood how this Taoist technique could predict the future.

In this world, all people, things, and things have their own trajectories and move in changes. Occasionally, someone has a flash of inspiration and captures this trajectory, which means foreseeing the future.

Just like when the yellow leaves wither, people can predict that they will fall to the ground the moment they break away from the branches. Just like the moment when the river breaks its banks, people know in panic that the villages downstream will be washed away. Just like the swan goose whining when struck by an arrow, people can predict that it will fall to the ground.

These are very simple, people won't think anything of them, and they don't think they are prophecies. But in fact, we can dig deeper. If these processes are complicated, it will become the so-called deduction secret.

Such withered leaves and rivers bursting their banks are a kind of "cause", and the predicted future is a certain kind of "result".

But in the actual process, everything changes, and sometimes the next trajectory is unpredictable.

For example, if someone has a flash of inspiration, he can choose to grab the leaf and prevent it from falling to the ground. This is an unpredictable variable.

However, this is only the most superficial description. In reality, the so-called prediction of secrets requires using the power of secrets to detach one's thinking, stay above the trajectory, and see the road ahead. Only then can one gain insight into part of the so-called "divine secrets". future".

In Zhou Qing's view, fate also has some similarities, such as unforeseen variables and the most likely future that follows the trajectory.

Zhou Qing bought a residence in an outer city and lived in this city.

The next day, a new stall opened next to the stall that was used to process people’s signatures in the inner city.

The stall owner is Zhou Qing. He doesn't know anything about marriage or luck. He only knows one kind of lottery.

Sign of life and death!

In his stall, there was no ink pen or yellow paper. There was only a table with a lottery tube placed on the table.

On this day, no one came to him to interpret the fortune-telling, but the old man with a white beard next to him took several orders. He was the best at fortune-telling, and most of the people who came to him to interpret the fortune-telling wanted to test their own fortunes.

No one's destiny is bad, no matter what the truth of the lottery is, it doesn't matter, because under the explanation of the old man with white beard, everyone left very satisfied.

On the third day, a middle-aged man came to Zhou Qing's lottery booth.

"A sign of life and death? What a loud tone!" The man snorted coldly.

"I would like to try your skills. I wonder what the price is here?"

"One pound of source equals one lot." Zhou Qing said calmly while sitting at the stall.

"So expensive? That's all. I'll give it a try and you can sign a lot for me." The middle-aged man was startled, but he still took out a kilogram of water.

Then the big man naturally picked up the lottery tube and shook out a lottery from it.

"Clap."

The bamboo stick fell on the table. When the big man looked at it, he saw that there was nothing on it, neither writing nor any special patterns.

At this time, he began to wonder if he had been deceived.

Zhou Qing glanced at the bamboo stick but did not move it. Then Zhou Qing moved his eyes to the middle-aged man.

In Zhou Qing's eyes, this middle-aged man's body was connected to a very complicated line, extending infinitely from the top of his head, and then submerged into the void, and he didn't know where it connected.

This line contains all the destiny of this person's life. Countless pictures flicker on the line, which is extremely complicated.

Zhou Qing's eyes were fixed on all the possibilities of this person in recent months. He could only see the past few months, and could not touch his future destiny.

Pictures flashed by very quickly, all reflected in Zhou Qing's mind, and soon he had seen all the pictures of this person in the past few months.

"In five days, you will die in Linghu Lake. The cause of death will be drowning." Zhou Qing said calmly.

This is the one that appears the most among all the pictures. Although Zhou Qing is very sorry, this picture of death accounts for more than 90%. The middle-aged man has only a 10% chance of escaping this disaster. Then his The line of fate will continue to stretch.

"Haha, your words are a bit ridiculous. I am a monk from the other side, can't I fly? How could I drown?"

The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully, thinking that Zhou Qing must be talking nonsense.

Zhou Qing didn't answer. He was just a sign interpreter. His fate had already been told to the big man. Since he didn't believe it himself, Zhou Qing wouldn't say anything.

But the old man in Taoist robes next to him had a serious look. He could faintly see that Zhou Qing's method of decoding was very extraordinary and seemed to be much better than them.

For the next four days, there was still no one in front of Zhou Qing's stall, but on this day, a piece of news spread throughout the city.

"Have you heard that there is a monk in the other side of the world who was suddenly attacked by a strange beast while fishing in the Spirit Lake and was poisoned. Then he couldn't use his magic power and his muscles were weak. As a result, he drowned in the water."