Chapter 7

At the foot of the overpass, Qin Ruan stopped, raised his arm and lifted up his sleeves.

On the inside of her arm, there is a bright red line.

The red line is very short, and the length above represents the rest of her life now.

She is sensitive to the red line.

One year

Time is running out.

Since Qin Ruan opened her eyes, she has only one year left to live.

If you want to continue your life, you must find the evil spirit.

Evil spirit is the evil spirit of the world.

Most of them come from demons, monsters and evil things.

Qin Ruan put down his sleeves and didn't know where to find Sha for a moment.

She walked very slowly, and the pain kept her clear headed.

She wants to plan the way ahead.

"Come and calculate. It's an authentic fortune teller. He's satisfied. He's not sure. Ask for less money. He's accurate and double..."

Suddenly, a clear cry of vicissitudes sounded in my ears.

The sound came from the front, not far away

Qin Ruan looked up and saw the stall under the overpass.

An old man wearing black sunglasses and blue robes has a special sense of existence.

He sat in front of the booth, with a noble posture, and the cry came out of his mouth.

"Girl, we're destined. Old man, I think your facial features are really auspicious. The heaven is round, your face is slightly red, and your blood is quite prosperous.

However, the girl is haunted by black gas. I'm afraid there may be a disaster in the near future. Come on... Girl, you might as well say eight characters. I'll calculate one divination for you, one divination for three hundred, not much. "

Qin Ruan Wen stared at the old man for a moment, with thousands of emotions in her eyes, and suddenly she laughed.

Pale and delicate face, because of this smile, it has a soft style.

It really takes no effort.

Just now, I was still thinking about where to find the evil spirit. Now I'll send it to the door.

The old man said that she was surrounded by black air, but he didn't know that she had been entangled by a strong black fog.

Everyone carries his own aura, which will change with his words and deeds, evil and good deeds.

Most people's aura is divided into black, red, white and gold.

Black is evil Qi. Only those who are evil or carry Yin and evil things can have such an aura.

Red, disaster approaching, bloody disaster.

White, good man, long-lived man.

Gold, merit in the body, good luck and wealth.

There is also a rare aura. The purple aura comes from the East, which is the aura of the emperor.

There is no one who can carry this aura.

Qin Ruan walked to the divination booth. She stared at the old man with a smile and looked at each other up and down with beautiful eyes.

Finally, he locked his eyes on the white jade pendant hanging around the other party's neck.

"Girl, count a divination?" The old man smiled.

Qin Ruan gently shook his head and stared at the white jade pendant worn by the old man, just as a cat's eyes glowed when it saw a fish.

It seemed that her eyes were too direct, the smile on the old man's face disappeared, and her eyes showed caution and vigilance.

He stretched out his hand, stuffed the exposed jade pendant into his clothes and patted it gently, which relieved him a little.

This is a treasure he picked up from the antique street some time ago. It cost him half of his savings. It is a rare thing he likes.

The old man's direct behavior, which was not obscure, earned Qin Ruan a slight eyebrow.

"What will kill you is so precious?"

When the other party heard the speech, he immediately pulled down his face: "little girl, what nonsense! I think you're here to make trouble. Since you don't gossip, don't delay my business. "

It's impossible to go. If you don't get what you want, how can Qin Ruan give up.