Star Architect

Since eating at noon yesterday, Qi Qiuran has been worrying about something.

It's not so much pressure, it's more accurate to say: it's because I'm going to meet the old Taoist today, and she always has a bad feeling in her heart.

It was this kind of feeling that made Qi Qiuran unable to sleep early in the morning and got up, swaying around, and went out to buy some vegetables after a little thought, but was still not at ease.

"Well, good sister?" Luo Pingxuan, who was reading with his head down, heard Qi Qiuran fidgeting in front of him, and finally couldn't help it: "If, no matter what, you are not at ease, why don't we go to the station now."

"Alright." While answering, Qi Qiuran packed his things and went out the door.

The sky is still a dark starry sky, as if the atmosphere has disappeared, leaving behind an unusually bright sun, which spreads a layer of dazzling sunlight on the ground, forming a sharp contrast with the sky.

It's as if the sky is the hell of the eternal night, and the ground is the heaven.

Time, a minute and a second passed.

Brother and sister, in the private car at the entrance of the bus terminal, chatted one after another.

The sun is gradually rising, the time is slowly approaching noon, and the temperature is slightly hotter.

Among the crowd coming and going, there appeared an uncle with a cloth bag and a short beard on his chin. He was not a very standard image of a Taoist priest, but he seemed to be a monk.

Qi Qiuran hurried up to that person, and it turned out to be Mr. Chen.

"Why, Miss Xu you mentioned didn't come?" Mr. Chen looked into the car and asked.

"I should have told you in advance, Ms. Xu, she had an accident. You can see her when you come to my shop, but now..."

"Forget it." Seeing Qi Qiuran's unspeakable expression, Mr. Chen said, "You're welcome, old man." He raised his hand and got into the car.

In a blink of an eye, standing in front of her portrait in the store, Xu Qingjiu felt an indescribable feeling——

When I saw Mr. Chen a few years ago, I was still alive; when I saw the person from before a few years later, I don't know if that person will be the same as before, but I have become a wandering ghost.

What Xu Qingjiu couldn't figure out was:

One reason: After such a long time, the guy who killed me has been mercilessly killed by my subordinates several times, and there is no news for a long time;

Second: But obviously I am not so entangled in the tragic death, but why have I not thought of reincarnation for so long?

"Thousands of karma are connected by a thread, and the subtle fortunes cannot be guessed."

This sentence suddenly sounded behind him, and it appeared in the dark storefront, and it was very strange when paired with Xu Qingjiu's ethereal figure.

"You guys are back." Xu Qingjiu turned her head almost 180 degrees, and she didn't seem surprised when she saw the three people. Instead, she calmly apologized to Mr. Chen: "Mr., I'm sorry for not being able to pick you up."

"Hey, it's okay," Mr. Chen sighed and stroked his beard when he saw her face, "It seems that you still haven't escaped your fate."

what?

Xu Qingjiu thought about this sentence carefully, and suddenly remembered that when Mr. Chen wrote that note to her, he had a premonition that something bad would happen to her!

"That, I was careless..." Xu Qingjiu said this with mixed feelings.

"Don't worry about it, everything that happened to you, including staying, must be due to other things, and you need to use a specific identity to do it." Said, standing between Qi Qiuran's brother and sister and Xu Qingjiu Mr. Chen, turn around——

"It's like this room has been waiting for someone who can control it to bring it back to life."

"Sir, sit down." Qi Qiuran made way for her husband to pour water, and prepared some light meals by the way.

It is said to be a simple meal, but it also has meat and vegetables, two dishes and one soup, and a small cold dish to accompany the meal.

During the meal, Qi Qiuran roughly talked about his ice pupils from the first time he appeared until he confronted the monster a few days ago, and Mr. Chen just nodded thoughtfully.

After packing up the dishes and returning to the table, Luo Pingxuan saw that Mr. Chen was looking at him fiercely, and it took half a minute before he said: "Sir, you have a lot of experience, if you see any problems, please tell me." Bar."

"Hahahaha!" In this dark room, Mr. Chen looked at the brother and sister in front of him and suddenly started laughing.

And the three people in the room, including the female ghost Xu Qingjiu, sat there calmly as if they were not surprised.

"Young man's surname is Luo, right?" Mr. Chen, who had no problem with their surnames from beginning to end, suddenly sat up straight and asked.

"Yes." Luo Pingxuan still looked at Mr. Chen calmly.

"You are a long-lived person, and misfortune and fortune are mixed. Fate is destined to have something that will keep you in check. In order to maintain a certain balance, the Yin God has given you a strong balance and control power. Remember to use it properly. As for Miss Qi—— "

Mr. Chen suddenly changed his tone: "Is there anything inconvenient to say?"

"The night before yesterday, I went to see the gatekeeper of the gate of hell."

"That's why you know the word 'Judge of Fate'?"

"Yes."

"It's maybe a little late to remind you, but: you have to be careful."

"Be careful?"

"In the words of you cultural people, the more spiritual a person is, the weaker his soul may be."

Hearing these words, Qi Qiuran unabashedly tightened her hand holding the water glass, and immediately remembered the medical report that concluded that she had depression.

It's no wonder that when she came back from the gatekeeper, she would have the hallucination of falling into the water again. She hasn't taken any medicine these days.

After only a few seconds, Qi Qiuran smiled understandingly: "I never doubted the ability of a Taoist priest, sir, but how did you know that?"

Mr. Chen took out a gossip plate and put it on the table: "Miss, do you know the age of the old man?"

"Around 150 years old."

"I guessed it." Mr. Chen said slowly: "I sent off many deceased people who wandered in the world, but more than 100 years ago, I saw a different young girl in her 20s near the school for the first time. There was a sudden jump——

Her face was full of living anger, but her body exuded an extremely cold breath, as if she was carrying thousands of ghosts.

Later, I really couldn't let go of my heart, fearing that something might happen, I asked God for fortune-telling all around, and I tossed and tossed until late at night, and fell asleep when I couldn't bear it anymore.

That night, the gatekeeper entrusted me with a dream, saying that it was the orphan he met by chance, guarding the first ghost gate with him.

As soon as he left, I don’t know which god came to me one after another, saying that he would make a deal with me, saying that what I did was to leak the secrets of the heavens, and that I would have to deduct 88 years from my 18-year-old life, so that I could only live until 70 years old.

But now there is something I want to give to someone, if I agree, and from then until the time I give her the thing, I can save the dead and make up for my mistakes, and I can live to 170 years old.

I wondered what people and things could last 100 years of life, so I asked why.

The man told me: I can only tell about this matter after I see myself. If you dare to reveal a little bit in advance, let me see the King of Hades directly, and I agree.

He asked again and again to see if there was no problem, and then told me that she was the descendant of the girl adopted by the janitor, named Qi Qiuran; she had two people who could complement her, one living and one deceased.

The reason for this arrangement is because this Qi Qiuran has supernatural powers in both worlds, which is another story. "

After finishing speaking, Mr. Chen took a few sips of water, put down the water glass with a snap, and smiled to himself: "Haha, this tea is pretty good."

Qi Qiuran quietly shook the teacup in front of him, and suddenly a booklet appeared in front of him——

"Book of Life and Death".

Wait, Book of Life and Death?Isn't this the booklet of Hades?

Is there any use in sending it here for her?

With doubts, Qi Qiuran opened the book, her brows tightened unconsciously, and she flipped through the book several times before she was sure that only the first page of the book had words——

"Transcending life and death, self-cultivation, flower pupils can be reappeared; flower pupils reappear, constructing stars, and can still reverse oneself; Judges are alive, they can ask for the safety of specific people; Special people can be safe, and when they are evil ghosts, they can walk on the road of criminal law. The road ahead is long, may you be safe—"

As soon as he raised his head, Mr. Chen stood up at some point, stroked his beard and turned around with a laugh: "The old man can only help you so much, life and death are fate, please decide for yourself—"

As he said that, Mr. Chen turned into ashes and scattered in front of the living people. At the same time, a picture of ghosts appeared in front of several people, and they saw:

Mr. Chen slowly came out from one side, with the cloth bag on his back and his hands behind his back. He glanced at the three of them, turned around and walked forward openly. His familiar voice sounded behind him——

"I'm just the one who happened to be taken by Yinde Yinshen and sent a message to the judge. For the remaining years of my life, I should also go to the gatekeeper to catch up..."

In this voice, Mr. Chen's back slowly disappeared at the end of the road, leaving only this paragraph of words that still makes people unclear.

On this sunny afternoon, in the dark corner shop, Xu Qingjiu, Luo Pingxuan, and Qi Qiuran were all lost in thought.