Fortune telling on the street, the empress fell in love with me
She is the most noble empress of the Dajing Dynasty, but she stopped in front of my fortune-telling stall.
"For a fortune teller, how much will it cost?"
I looked up at her, and my pupils shrank suddenly - the purple stars were dark, the blood was shining in the sky, she would die within three days.
When I was collecting the money, I touched her fingertips and saw her dying in my arms.
In order to change my life against the will of heaven, I spent ten years of my life to build a life-extending formation.
However, she led her cavalry to crush the formation's eyes, and pointed her sword at my heart: "It turns out it's you who stole the country's destiny."
I vomited blood and asked with a smile: "What if I said, all this is to save you?"
The sword in her hand remained motionless.
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The sun always sets earlier on the long street, drying up the cracks in the bluestone slabs. Dust swirled in the last beam of light, and even the yawns of the beggars on the street corner were filled with sticky tiredness.
My stall is at the end of this lazy area, under a half-withered old locust tree. An old wooden table with peeling paint, and a piece of cloth that had been washed white and had the words "Iron Mouth Straightly Broken" written on it were all the belongings. Surrounded by the shouts of the cake sellers, pot menders, and sugar blowers, and the steaming fireworks, it seemed that there was an invisible film between them, and when I came here, there was only silence.
I leaned back in my chair, my eyelids half drooped, and I glanced lazily across the street. Traffickers and pawns, traveling merchants, their Qi evaporates into different colors above their heads, most of them are gray and white, ordinary and tired. Occasionally, there is a wisp of light yellow that represents small wealth, or a red that indicates mouth and tongue. They are all very light and will be blown away by the wind.
Until that energy appears.
