The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 1329

On the Nancheng temple.

The smell of incense permeates the air, but there are very few tourists, quiet but not empty.

As long as you stand here, you can feel the peaceful atmosphere, as if all the mundane world is far away.

It's just that in front of a certain stone table in the backyard, there is a 2000 million check lying on the table, which breaks the sacredness beyond the world.

The old Taoist twirled his beard, looked at the check tangledly, and then at the man opposite, unable to make a choice for a while.

"This...it's not about money. Monks don't talk about money."

As soon as this sentence was finished, another 2000 million check was slapped on the table.

The old man coughed, picked up the check with a sad face, and put it in his pocket, "Mr. Huo, it's not that I don't want to help you read it, but your fate is really messed up. Can't change anything."

Another check.

The old man's eyes widened suddenly, and then he sighed again, "Hey...you, this is not embarrassing."

Huo Yuan on the opposite side had no expression on his face, and was about to take out another card. The old Taoist quickly raised his hand to stop him, "Okay, okay, it's almost done. Seeing how persistent you are, let me tell you about it."

After all, the old Taoist took out a yellowed drawing from his arms, on which were drawn complex gossip diagrams and densely packed characters, and spread it on the stone table.

But before that, he looked at Huo Yuan again and asked him, "Do you believe in fate?"

Huo Yuan stared at him blankly, as if to say: Then what am I doing sitting here?

The old Taoist stroked his beard, and said leisurely: "There are some people, after all the calculations, this fate is not always the same, like some doomed doom, even if they escape, they will still report to the next life."

"Speak the key."

"Don't worry, in fact, it's all predestined. Isn't there a popular saying that from the moment a person is born, his whole life is written."

"Look, Mr. Huo, on this gossip map, your whole life has been arranged. Combining five elements and eight trigrams, three wonders and six forms, eight gates, eight gods and nine stars, etc., if you fiddle with a character at will, it may be another A person's life is really amazing."

Huo Yuan frowned, "So?"

The old Taoist smiled: "Let me tell you this, Tiansha Lone Star."

Huo Yuan was slightly taken aback.

"You should be familiar with the term Tiansha Lonely Star, right? It is often mentioned on TV." The old man looked at the blueprint in front of him, frowning, "I really can't solve it in a while, it's too messy."

"Then you get to the point!"

"Okay, okay, the two destiny signs of Tiansha Lone Star and Shapolang are extremely vicious, and can kill people around them in serious cases, so the Lone Star of Tiansha is also called Broom Star. It will bring disasters to people around it when it is born. , making the dog and dog restless, and the family has no peace, and being with him will not end well."

The old Taoist finished speaking in one breath, grabbed the teapot on the table and took a sip, "Do you understand now?"

"I won't tell you about other complicated things. I also know what you want to ask. I want to ask if it can be resolved, right?"

Huo Yuan didn't speak, the silence showed all his attitudes.

If anyone who knew him knew that he was sitting here to tell fortunes, they would probably laugh out loud.

But in fact, he has nowhere to go, so he can only sit here, whether it is slander or truth, it is always a hope.

"Mr. Huo, I don't want to hide it from you. Those who tell you that they can resolve it are all lying to you. The debts in the previous life are repaid in this life. If you escaped in this life, they will also raise their bets in your next life."

"To put it bluntly, you see that you have come here, and the meaning of resolving it is not great. Why do you bother with your next life?"

After the old Taoist finished speaking, the yard fell completely silent.

If there is a seemingly invisible smoke floating in the air, it is like the inextricable threads of fate, like the lingering life of countless people who love and hate, like a net, and no one can escape the shackles of this net.

It took a long time before I heard Huo Yuan's voice: "Is there an afterlife?"