When he reached the bottom of the overpass, Qin Ruan stopped, raised his arms, and lifted up his sleeves.
On the inside of her arm, there is a bright red line.
This red line is very short, and the length above represents her remaining life span.
She has a connection with the red thread.
One year
time is limited.
From the moment Qin Ruan opened her eyes to now, she only has one year left to live.
If you want to survive, you must find evil spirits.
"Sha" refers to the vicious evil spirit in the world.
Most of them come from monsters and evil creatures.
Qin Ruan put down his sleeves and didn't know where to look for the evil spirit.
She moved forward very slowly, the pain in her body keeping her mind clear.
She wants to plan the road ahead carefully.
¡°Come and do the math, it¡¯s an authentic fortune-telling, you¡¯re guaranteed to be satisfied, even if it¡¯s not accurate, you¡¯ll need less money, if it¡¯s accurate, you¡¯ll get double¡±
Suddenly, a clear and vicissitudes of shouting sounded in my ears.
The sound came from the front, not far away
Qin Ruan raised his head, and the stalls under the overpass came into view.
An old man wearing black sunglasses and a blue robe has a particularly strong presence.
He was sitting in front of the stall, looking like a master, and the shouts came from his mouth.
"Girl, we are destined. Old man, I see the appearance of your facial features, which is really auspicious. You are round and round, your complexion is reddish, and your blood is quite strong.
"However, there is a dark energy lingering in the girl's eyes. I am afraid that something bad will happen in the near future. Come, come, come The girl might as well tell her horoscope, and I will tell you a fortune. One fortune is three hundred, not much." "
Qin Ruanwen stared at the old man for a moment, with thousands of emotions in her eyes, and suddenly she laughed out loud.
The pale and delicate face has a delicate charm because of this smile.
It really takes no effort at all.
Just now, I was looking for evil spirits somewhere, but now they are coming to my door.
The old man said that she was surrounded by black energy, but he didn't know that he was already surrounded by thick black mist.
Everyone carries their own aura, and this aura will change with every word and deed, whether evil or good.
Most people¡¯s auras are divided into black, red, white and gold.
Black color represents evil spirits. Only those who are evil or carry evil things within themselves will have such an aura.
? Red, disaster is coming, a bloody disaster.
??White, good people, long-lived people.
??Golden color brings merit and good fortune.
There is also a rare aura, the purple aura coming from the east, which is the aura of the emperor.
¡°There is not one person in millions who can carry this kind of aura.
Qin Ruan walked to the fortune-telling stall. She stared at the old man with a half-smile but not a smile, looking him up and down with her beautiful eyes.
Finally, his eyes were locked on the white jade pendant hanging around the other person's neck.
"Girl, tell me a fortune?" the old man said with a smile.
Qin Ruan shook his head gently, staring at the white jade pendant worn by the old man, like a cat seeing a fish, his eyes gleaming.
It seemed that her gaze was too direct, the smile on the old man's face disappeared, and his eyes showed caution and vigilance.
He reached out and stuffed the exposed jade pendant into his clothes, patted it gently, and felt a little relieved.
This is a treasure he bought from the antique street some time ago. This thing cost him half of his savings. It is a rare item that he likes.
The old man¡¯s very unsubtle and direct behavior caused Qin Ruan to raise his eyebrows slightly.
"Is something that could kill you so precious?"
When the other party heard this, he immediately lost his face and said, "Little girl, what are you talking about? I think you are just here to cause trouble. If you don't mind, go away and don't delay my business."
It is impossible to leave. How can Qin Ruan give up if he doesn't get what he wants.
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