Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Uncle Liu nodded and said, "Yes, I just counted them. Who would have thought that you could buy such a big bag? In the past, I would just grab a handful and count them."

Since it was Uncle Liu's request, He Kaiyan had no choice but to do as he was told.

Some of the beans were not much bigger than sesame seeds. After counting them for a while, he felt a little dizzy.

He placed the counted beans in a paper cup on the coffee table and counted them for almost half an hour before he finished the first count.

Uncle Liu was not idle either. He brought a lot of things, including something that looked like a brush but was as big as a mop.

He was writing something on the floor, a text that He Kaiyan didn't recognize, and it looked very elegant and graceful.

The more characters he wrote, the temperature in the hotel slowly rose, and it no longer had that eerie feeling it had before.

He Kaiyan poured out the beans in the cup again, and when he was about to count them, he suddenly saw the beans reflected in the mirror.

But the beans on the table were clearly scattered in a mess, but in the mirror they were four neat rows.

The first row has six, the second row has three, the third row has two, and the fourth row has five.

“6、3、2、5……6325？！”

As luck would have it, the number that He Kaiyan had just counted was exactly over six thousand three hundred, but the last two digits were not "25" but "19".

But the difference is very small, and it is very likely that He Kaiyan himself entered a few wrong numbers.

Although he didn't know how a mirror could be so human-like, the fact that it could tell him the number "6325" meant that the mirror wanted to tell him the exact number of beans.

Uncle Liu happened to come over and asked, "How is it, how many times have you counted?"

He Kaiyan suppressed his shock and said, "I counted three times, and the last two times were 6325."

"Well, that's enough. Let me calculate... Yu Wu, your fortune this time is pretty good."

Uncle Liu's mood improved a little. He picked up the mirror again and asked, "Kai Yan, do you remember what the first sentence you heard when you went out today?"

"first sentence……"

He Kaiyan recalled that the hospital was noisy, but he did not hear anyone speak a clear and accurate word.

Instead, when he just got in the car, he heard the girl say something.

"Just wait! I'm going to burn everything I bought for you when I get back!"

He read out the sentence verbatim. Uncle Liu thought for a while and said, "I understand. It just so happens that there are candles here. It does fit..."

"Uncle Liu, what's the point of asking me to find mung beans and buy a mirror?" He Kaiyan was still puzzled.

"Haha, asking you to find green beans is the simplest way to predict the future. Divide the number of beans by eight and look at the remainder. Remember, if the remainder is three, four, five, seven, or eight, it means that things will go smoothly this time, and the rest is unlucky."

He picked up the mirror and continued, "The same principle applies to mirrors. As long as you ask it a question, the first sentence you hear when you go out the next day is the answer."

"What about the incense and candles?"

"Well, I don't know yet. Maybe it will be useful later."

Uncle Liu put away the incense and candles, and handed He Kaiyan a puppet-like object, and said, "Here, hold this well and don't let go. Later, you may see some strange things, but those are all illusions. One more thing, don't leave here."

He gestured with his hand, roughly within the range from half a meter behind the sofa to the outside of the coffee table.