"What does it mean that he should have died a few years ago? You didn't even ask about his birth date! Who is fooling!" Xia Meng was obviously a little unhappy. She is a Taiwanese who believes this very much. How many times, what constellation, zodiac, tarot, Enneagram, but whether it is a genuine master or a liar, no one will enter the door and point to the nose and say, you should be dead...
Yang Can was shocked. She was shot in the head during a military exercise a few years ago. She was indeed dead for a lifetime. Could it be that she said it was just a coincidence? Noting that the big eyes behind Luo Xiaowei's lenses have been paying attention to the pointer on the compass, Yang Can also noticed that she was inputting the purple consciousness energy into the compass, and the consciousness on the other side of the compass was linked with her own consciousness. There are some doorways.
He couldn't understand the above-mentioned so-called zodiac-like characters and patterns, and it is estimated that only professionals can understand them.
Taking a thick pile of Hong Kong dollars in front of her, Yang Can said in a tone that deceived the little girl: "Tell me more, as long as you are right, money is not a problem."
Xia Meng was a little uncomfortable with his vulgar words, and she couldn't help but give him a blank look, but Luo Xiaowei looked at the stack of banknotes, quite excited, took a deep breath and looked at the compass slowly and said:
"Looking at your life, it should be an only child. You lost your mother when you were young. You lived with your father. When you were a boy, there was no hardship, but the karma was too deep. When you were nineteen, you had a catastrophe and you couldn't escape... and your father was three years old. Later, he passed away because of a heart disease... You are so suffocating. Your opponent will either die or go to jail when he meets you.. You should have been suppressed and could not raise your head. Fortunately, there are a few high-ranking people around to support you. In the past few years, you have been a lucky star, and you have never been disadvantaged.."
Luo Xiaowei’s experience in the first half of her life made Yang Can feel numb all over her body. She felt incredible. After five minutes of listening, her brows gradually opened. Not bad, except for her own life and death, everything else is the same. In the words, it seems that the God of Destiny made a mistake at a certain moment, and at the same time he has recovered a life, he has obtained such a power at the same time.
The literary girl was also stunned at this time, looking at Luo Xiaowei with a ghostly look, and fell into an inexplicable panic. This was a goddess! ! Yang Can didn't say anything. He didn't even reveal his birthday name. This little witch could tell exactly when his parents passed away! And also knew that the cause of death was heart disease! This is horrible! Is there really any ghost in this world...
"Scared?" Yang Can asked, looking at Xia Meng's pale face.
"I'm a normal person, I would be afraid of aliens... of course." Xia Meng moved her body back, replied in a low voice and at the same time did not dare to look at Luo Xiaowei who was yelling at just now.
Just now, Yang Can has been paying close attention to Luo Xiaowei’s compass, and finally saw a little way. He reached out and "touched" the crystal stone under the compass. He also felt a little strange in his heart. It seems that Luo Xiaowei, a fortune teller, is also a conscious energy "fuck". "The controller, although their body energy is not strong, they can link this special material compass to make a link with the fortune-telling person.
He just vaguely saw that his consciousness showed a circular flowing line on the compass, like a neon light emitting a slight light, except for the red color of the main color, one blue and one red next to it. The thickest line of consciousness is beside it, and there are many blue and red lines of consciousness, either following, or linking halfway, or violently surrounding the surrounding.
"Does this represent me?" Yang Can asked, pointing at the thickest and brightest circle of consciousness.
If you guessed correctly, this is the natal chart that the numerologist said. It’s just that ordinary people can’t see it with the naked eye. The thickest main red line of consciousness that appears in the middle of the fault is his natal chakra. The meaning of the annual ring of is similar. The thicker the person’s consciousness and the higher the energy of that year, the destiny is naturally the best. The finer is the opposite. Luo Xiaowei concluded that she had died when she was nineteen, because of the nineteenth. The life wheel of the circle is broken in some places.
The other lines of consciousness next to the fate wheel are the people around them. The most conspicuous ones are blue and red. Naturally, they are only their own parents. His mother died early, so the blue line stopped at the fifth circle, and represented My father's red line of consciousness was interrupted on the 22nd lap, but he didn't know how to investigate the cause of the disease.
Luo Xiaowei raised her glasses vigilantly, and then raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise and said: "You can see it too? But you are just a red ordinary gas, how can you see it?"
This answer has proved Yang Can’s speculation. It seems that these seemingly "superstitious" learning from the traditional Chinese process is really extremely mysterious. Just like the previous qigong, it is an "operation" mode of consciousness energy. Unfortunately, the instrument cannot detect it now, and it is classified as "superstition".
Xia Meng was a little "confused" by these two people nearby. He poked his head and looked at the compass. There was nothing but a few pointers. What were they talking about
Yang Can just smiled at Xia Meng, turned around and stuffed ten of the stack of banknotes into Luo Xiaowei's hands. He smiled and said, "You deserve it. Next, I want to ask you a few more questions. If you answer one question, I will give you so much. I don’t need all the answers. If you don’t understand, just say you don’t know. The most important thing is the truth. Do you understand?"
Luo Xiaowei apparently has been staying away for more than one or two days. Seeing Qian's whole body is a lot of energy, her timid eyes were all shining, and she nodded excitedly.
A problem that can be solved with money is not a problem. Yang Can took a deep breath, feeling relieved a lot, and began to ask with a trace of suspicion and expectation.
"Can you see the value of Qi through the compass? How much am I?"
"Probably it can be...400 or so, it's a little bit floating."
"How can Qi be improved? Is there a bottleneck?"
"En.. This is a bit complicated. Qi is divided into innate aura, acquired aura, and innate aura is innate. The acquired aura, or spiritual aura, can be cultivated. It can be practiced through meditation, Taoism, martial arts, and painting. Any method of meditation and nourishing qi can also increase innate qi through resonance."
"Resonance? What do you mean."
"Resonance means to get in touch with people or things with abundant innate qi, let them nourish your qi, and it will gradually increase over time. The master said that this is how our profession is promoted through resonance. Fortune-telling When it merges with the visitor’s qi in the compass, the higher the guest’s qi, the higher the vibration frequency, and the faster our aura will increase. However, it is difficult to increase the resonance mode between 400 and 500. This is also the limit of innate aura..."
Xia Meng was completely incomprehensible when she heard it, but Yang Can, the party involved, felt a sudden realization while stuffing the banknotes.
It turns out that, in the past, he only knew that contact with beautiful women and famous paintings and cultural relics would enhance his energy, but he didn't know the originality in it. At this moment, he felt a sudden sense of clarity. However, the news that there is a bottleneck in innate qi is really very impressive. Egg hurts...
There are many people in the United States who have more than 500 energies, and he may encounter more challenges in the future.
It's no wonder that before I merged with Yan Shangxi's consciousness, my energy was not improved as quickly as before. I used to rely on beautiful women to improve. What should I do in the future? Do you want to learn how to meditate every day of the monk and Taoist priest! ? What a joke! I don't have that American time, let alone sit down at all.
"Is there any other way to improve..." Yang Can still had a hint of luck, and counted ten more bills.
Luo Xiaowei wrinkled her nose helplessly: "I don't know, but if there is, my master will not run away..."
Yang Can's heart sinks down, and he also understands that there is no free lunch in the world. If people can raise their consciousness and have unlimited energy, those who are proficient in this way will not all become overwhelming figures.
"What's more.. Even if the qi is more than 400, few people can reach it with resonance. A guest can only get a few tenths of qi... My master has a lifetime of life, and the qi is only in his early 300s. I’m afraid my master doesn’t know the growth rate of this peculiar spiritual energy..."
Luo Xiaowei pointed to the line of consciousness on his natal chart that was originally thin with "hair". It has become as thick as a pencil in the past few years, and it feels a bit weird.
Xia Meng listened to these two people talking about the heavenly book. Although she didn't understand what they were discussing, she finally understood the fact that this little witch is definitely psychic~! Much better than the liar outside, I couldn't help sitting forward and asked curiously:
"Little...Master Luo... I ask you, since you can count the past, can you also count the future, then is everyone really destined? Can you count this guy's future fate?" Holding Yang Can's face, she looked at Luo Xiaowei very caringly.
This is the issue that Xia Meng is most concerned about. She is not interested in the things she is talking about, so she wants to figure out her vital interests.
Luo Xiaowei raised her eyes shyly, looked at Yang Can and saw that he had handed over the rest of the banknotes. Then she smiled and said:
"Ninety-nine percent of what has happened in the past can be calculated, but in the future, I will only calculate the one that is most likely to be "sex," that is to say, the one with the highest probability. After the average person lives in a muddle-headed manner, he calculates it. The possibility of walking is very "sexual", but some people with a strong aura have a very small chance of changing their destiny. This is his choice..."
While speaking, he pointed to the Yang Can Ming Chakra on the compass and input the purple energy. Slowly the Ming Chakra began to expand gradually, drawing new patterns in circles, and began to explain, picking out a certain blue line before the Yang Can Ming Chakra and said:
"For example, this gentleman originally met a female'sex' in his teens. Although the two separated halfway, they would get married sooner or later if he didn't change their jobs. Changes in the work area changed the fate of both of them. Up..."
Yang Can's name "Xu Yinyin" popped out of her heart, and she couldn't help feeling a little, and she didn't know how she was doing now. I haven't heard from her recently.
"And this gentleman will have 7...8...9 life-important confidantes in the future. Anyone may bear fruit with him." Luo Xiaowei counted the blue lines and couldn't help but glanced at Yang Can in a complicated manner.
"There are so many nine?" Xia Meng's small face with strong literary and artistic temperament showed a very intriguing expression looking at Yang Can, which made him quite embarrassed. This Luo Meimei fortune-telling is accurate but also too straightforward. Right... Yang Can counted with his fingers in his heart. How can it be calculated that there are not so many? Is there a new one
"What about your career? How about your career?" In Xia Meng's eager tone, she seemed to be more concerned about whether Yang Can's dream could be realized, and she didn't even ask herself anything.
Luo Xiaowei frowned her eyebrows, "touched" the hair in her ears, and glanced at Yang Can's future fate, and said with some embarrassment: "If this gentleman stays in the original place, a few experts will help. The career will be smooth sailing, but if he crosses the ocean, I'm afraid..."
"I'm afraid of what?" Xia Meng asked nervously as her face turned pale.
"I'm afraid there will be the possibility of abandoning her previous work..." Luo Xiaowei looked at Xia Meng cautiously, holding her compass tightly in both hands, for fear that this very bluffing girl would not be able to lift the only table she could use. This baby compass fell. If it's broken, she can't live anymore.
Xia Meng was anxious when she heard that, she stood up after a short run, and almost pinched Luo Xiaowei's shoulders, "Is there no way to change her life?"
Luo Xiaowei took a closer look at the compass again, transmitted consciousness energy, nodded timidly, and pointed to a shining blue line above: "It's not impossible..."
Just when Luo Xiaowei wanted to continue speaking, suddenly the door was kicked open with a "boom", and a few of them were dyed with red "hair", typical of the ancient "dangerous" boy, and walked in with a wooden stick.
When Luo Xiaowei, who was attentive, saw them coming in, she was so scared that she paled and shrank with the compass, without asking whether she came to collect the debt.
"Come out, there's something to hide, don't you have to pay back if you hide." Although the head of the leader is at least 30 years old, his hair is permed and looks like a Korean fashion, while holding a wooden stick arrogantly. He knocked on the table in front of Yang Can, staring at Yang Can:
"Hurry up, let alone I didn't remind you, the famous fortune telling here is not accurate, and the massage room will be changed tomorrow."
Faced with the sudden change, Xia Meng frowned at Yang Can and asked:
"Isn't it said that Hong Kong's crime rate is the lowest in the country? How come there are underworlds? Why don't you make a relevant report?"
Yang Can shrugged his shoulders calmly: "Historical issues, the underworld has been brought together by the "government", and the rest are just gangsters, it's useless to catch them..."
The Korean man was stunned when he heard it, and the few next to him were so angry that they were ready to copy wooden sticks to beat people. Luo Xiaowei trembled and screamed, but he waved his hand and said with a smile:
"It's weird, why the mainland boy's sense of humor is getting stronger these years, but the level of Peigu is getting better. How much is a full set of beautiful women, you make a price..."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Can stood up and hit his face with a fist. He screamed. Two teeth flew out, lying on the side full of blood. The others hadn't reacted yet, Yang. Chan had already lifted his foot alone, and suddenly the grandsons sat down with their stomachs in their hands.
Luo Xiaowei looked silly when she was shrunk in a ball. The Ang, who has a Korean hairstyle, is famous in Boran Street and specializes in collecting protection fees and collecting debts. The month before, she offended some people and the other eight people. Blocked him on the corner of the street and beat him up. When the police came, although Ange fell to the ground, but the other party also picked up five people. Why was he beaten by a punch today
"Continue to count." Yang Can patted his shirt and sat back in front of Luo Xiaowei.
The little girl dressed up as Ma Xiaoling obviously didn't have the courage to exorcise the dragon clan. When she took out the compass, her hands were shaking, and she was frightened and restless.
Yang Can watched her purple "color" consciousness energy "chaotic" and knew that she had been frightened and couldn't condense the consciousness energy. She had to stabilize first, stretched out her hand and tried to transmit the energy, but was bounced away by her energy. I can’t help but frown. Obviously, the purple energy is incompatible with myself...
"Luo is considered ruthless today! Wait for Brother Xiaodao to come to you!" Brother Ang covered his face on the ground and was still ruthless, staring at Luo Xiaowei fiercely, shaking her with fright, although Yang Can helped She also harmed her at the same time. After Yang Can left, what should she do in the future~~? Thinking of her future tragic fate, Luo Xiaowei wept with tears in her eyes.
Yang Can listened to the anger rising in his chest. This world is really the same everywhere, bullying and fearing hardship. If I don’t solve this problem today, I am really sorry for Luo Xiaowei. Why is the name of Brother Xiaodao so familiar? With a sneer, Luo Xiaowei pulled up: "Go."
Luo Xiaowei cried with her nose and tears, and was dragged vaguely. She saw Yang Can picking up the brother An who was about to run, and jumped out at the door with a scream. The people rolled off, Xia Meng looked calm beside her, and the citizens on the second and first floors came out to watch the excitement, and opened her mouth slightly in fright.
Luo Xiaowei is silly. Compared with this fortune-telling gentleman, Ange can only be regarded as a good citizen...
Yang Can slowly went downstairs under the fearful gaze of everyone, walked to Ang, who was already lying on the ground with bruises, and picked him up: "Let's go, take me to see your Xiaodao brother."
Ange lowered his head, but still "showing" a fierce light, and said weakly, "If you are not afraid of death, follow me..."
Yang Can kicked him a few steps forward, and asked Luo Xiaowei beside him as he walked: "I'm not afraid now, right?"
Luo Xiaowei watched the ladies and tourists all around Bolan Street looking at this side in horror, fearing to avoid it. Suddenly, there was a kind of thrill of a fake tiger, and she nodded a little:
"Well, I'm not afraid." Standing up and following Yang Can, she suddenly felt that she was really like Ma Xiaoling, and Yang Can is a zombie, God, what is so terrible about her with him!
Yang Can just walked swayingly along Polan Street, which is famous for its chaos, while kicking Ang to lead the way. The hapless Ang tried to run several times, but he was caught up by Yang Can after a few steps. The beating was even worse, and finally I finally realized that it was best to take this evil star to find Brother Xiaodao, or I didn't know how long he would torture him.
If it wasn't for fear of losing his face, he really had the urge to call passers-by to call the police.
Passers-by watched the Bolan Street Fighter being so miserable. Some people applauded in their hearts, while others evaded in fear for fear of causing trouble to the upper body.
Luo Xiaowei cheered up and walked, holding a compass to Xia Meng and said, "I think the best way to reverse the fate is for this gentleman to have a pink confidant who has a deep family and a wealth of wealth and wealth. If If you combine with her, you will be more powerful and your destiny will be much smoother in the future..."