I'm asking you to find a job, and you're acting like the King of Hell calling roll?

Let's sing a duet together.

Another song has ended.

Liao Meijuan turned to look at Chen Zhen.

Chen Zhen's terrified expression puzzled Liao Meijuan.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"

Chen Zhen stared at her stiffly, tilting his phone screen towards her.

"I...I've gained attention."

His voice trembled as he spoke, and fear almost welled up in his eyes.

"You've been followed?"

Liao Meijuan frowned and took the phone from his hand.

The first person on Chen Zhen's fan list is Master Lin.

"I've heard that this Master Lin is a living Yama, and whoever he pays attention to will die."

Chen Zhen's voice trembled as he spoke: "Am I going to die?"

Liao Meijuan returned the phone to him.

He was thinking about the things about Master Lin that were circulating online.

Since the death of internet celebrity Xiao Zhi, who was involved in a high-altitude flight, netizens have been calling this "Master Lin" the King of Hell.

He also said that no one who receives his attention will survive.

But you'll know once you take the time to understand it.

His real intention was not to kill them.

"By the way, check quickly to see if he left you a message."

Liao Meijuan thought of the message.

Whether it was Xiao Zhi or the previous Zhu Ge, Master Lin left a message to warn them and explain the reasons for the danger.

Aside from being a bit of a womanizer, Chen Zhen wouldn't do anything too heinous.

Therefore, she believes there should be comments.

Hope returned to Chen Zhen's face.

Quickly open the comment sections of all videos.

I searched inside and out, but still couldn't find Master Lin's message.

"It's over, it's over, I'm definitely doomed."

Chen Zhen's mood soared from the deep valley to the mountain peak, only to plummet back into the deep valley once more.

His face was filled with despair.

"Don't worry, there must be other ways..."

Although Liao Meijuan had never believed in divination or face reading before, she made a point of learning about it after Master Lin came out.

I believe there must be many masters among the common people.

Her colleagues at the company had told her before that the fortune teller on Beicheng Bridge was quite accurate.

So he said, "Go to Beicheng Bridge tomorrow. There's a fortune teller there. Go ask him."

"Is...it...okay?"

"Master Lin is just a fortune teller, and there are certainly more people in the world who can tell fortunes than he is."

Liao Meijuan said, "My colleagues at the company said that the fortune teller on Beicheng Bridge is quite skilled and might be able to help you."

Chen Zhen seemed to be deep in thought.

There is no other way at the moment.

He nodded: "Okay, I'll ask tomorrow."

...

"Sir, how much do you charge for this?"

The next morning, on Beicheng Bridge.

Chen Zhen approached the old man who was setting up a fortune-telling stall.

"It's not expensive, only twenty yuan."

The old man smiled and looked up when he saw a customer.

"What does it mean to be handsome?"

"Marriage or career?"

Chen Zhen looked at him.

It was a piece of yellow cloth inscribed with the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams.

"I want to have my fortune told."

"destiny?"

The old man couldn't help but frown.

"Can't fate be predicted?"

"It can be calculated."

The old man chuckled and said, "So, what aspect of your fate would you like to have divined?"

"Is it about marriage or career?"

"It's my life."

Chen Zhenzhi said, "I just want you to help me see how much longer I can live."

"Ah...this?"

The old man was surprised at first.

He immediately chuckled and said, "You look radiant and healthy."

"If nothing unexpected happens in my life, I should be able to live to be seventy or eighty years old."

"What if something unexpected happens?"

Chen Zhen asked earnestly, "If something unexpected happens, how long can I live?"

"And in your opinion, is there any way to resolve this unexpected situation?"

The old man straightened his expression and sat up slightly.

Their eyes sized him up.

"Young man, you seem to be in trouble?"

"Can you figure it out?"

"Yes, of course."

The old man took out a notebook and pen from the side.

He licked his fingertips and turned several pages.

"Young man, what's your name? What year were you born, and what's your zodiac sign?"

Chen Zhen squatted down.

I answered each question carefully.

The old man was writing and drawing in his notebook.

As the notebook filled a page with writing, the old man's brows furrowed.

After a long pause, he clicked his tongue and said, "This is indeed an ominous sign."

"Master, do you have any ideas?"

Chen Zhen was very excited.

It was as if they were grasping at a straw.

"Very simple."

The master secretly glanced up, rubbing two fingers together: "But young man, we need to pay first."

"Okay, no problem."

Chen Zhen readily pulled out his phone: "Twenty, right?"

"You can't hold on for twenty years."

The old man quickly replied, "This should cost at least two hundred."

"Huh? Didn't you just say..."

Chen Zhen sighed helplessly, "Alright."

The phone dinged when I scanned the QR code.

After transferring 200 yuan to the other party, Chen Zhen showed the payment page to the old man.

"I've given it to you."

"Hehe, okay."

The old man smiled broadly: "Actually, this isn't a very bad omen, and it's actually quite easy to interpret."

"I won't use any more technical terms, you wouldn't understand anyway."

"Let's just address the root cause, shall we?"

With a snap, she closed the little notebook in her hand.

"Your bad omen is a calamity from heaven; to put it bluntly, it means that heaven is going to take you away."

"But this kind of destiny is not a final destiny, but a destiny that can be changed."

"As long as you are sincere enough, you can influence the will of Heaven."

"Within this week, go to a temple and offer incense; any deity or deity will do."

"But you must make two preparations before you worship."

"One method is to use joy to dispel evil."

"It's about using a happy event to first wash away the bad luck on you."

"Because of this, you have the threshold to see the gods and immortals."

"Secondly, one's heart must be sincere."

"When offering incense, one should bow three times and kowtow nine times, without any distracting thoughts."

"As long as these two points are met, your actions will influence the gods and immortals, who will then speak on your behalf to the Heavenly Court and avert the calamities of your life."

Chen Zhen listened very attentively.

After he finished speaking, I asked the question that had been bothering me: "I understand the three bows and nine kowtows."

"But what joyous occasion can I use to dispel the evil influence?"

"Is this young man genuinely clueless, or is he pretending?"

The old man gave a lewd smile.

He lowered his voice slightly: "Just find a girl to have sex with."

"Is...is it okay?"

Chen Zhen raised an eyebrow slightly; this statement was exactly what he wanted to hear.

Although he had been with Liao Meijuan for a long time.

But Liao Meijuan was an extremely conservative girl.

Even now, the closest thing the two have ever been is kissing.

He had sought sexual relations with her several times, but was ruthlessly rejected each time, told that he had to wait until after marriage.

"In ancient times, sexual intercourse was only performed during marriage."

The old man said in a serious tone, "So if you have sex with her, that counts as marriage."

"As for whether they're actually married or not, who cares? As long as the evil energy can be dispersed, isn't that enough?"

"Young man, do you understand what I'm saying?"

Chen Zhen understood.

A bright smile.

"I understand, I understand, I completely understand."

"Thank you, Master."

In the past, Chen Zhen would definitely not have trusted these people.

But ever since Master Lin became a sensation online, he had no choice but to believe in these things.

"This time, you have no reason to refuse me again, right?"

Chen Zhen was secretly delighted.

He figured that even if he got her drunk and forced himself on her, he would have a legitimate reason.