Knowing the end of the world, I recruited the golden finger to lead the motherland

Chapter 27 Awakening the Yin-Yang Eyes, I Can Fight Hundreds of Ghosts

"Oh, Master, do you think my daughter can make a fortune, get promoted and get a raise, win a little boy, and reach the pinnacle of life?!"

"Hey, hey, hey, I came here first. Master, you said that one of my dog ​​son's eggs was broken. Is it possible to have offspring? Take a look at his children's palace!"

"And look at my hair..."

In the alleys of the scenic area under Mount Longhu, there is a small stall tucked in the shade of a small corner, avoiding the scorching summer sun. Its original cool advantage has been exploited by uncles, aunts and grandmas who are hugging dogs and cats.

Behind the stall was a young man wearing a black buttoned retro short shirt and wide-legged linen trousers, half leaning on a chair. He took out his folding fan and swung it, revealing four large characters:

Eliminate superstition.

After fanning it twice and turning it over, it read:

Believe in science.

"Grandpas and aunts, brothers and sisters, can you let me go?"

The young man sighed.

Although he wouldn't feel hot being surrounded like this, after all, he had special methods to cool down, but the smell was too strong.

Traveling under the scorching sun in the hot summer, the smell of sweat and bad breath, as well as the subtle body odor of uncles who don’t take a shower...

Oh my god, it’s high!
"I'm not good at matchmaking, and I'm even less good at breeding pets. I'm only good at looking at fortunes.

"It's to see how long you can live, what disasters you may encounter in the near future, and to drive away bad luck. I'm not a charlatan, nor am I a living god. For some things, you should go directly to the hospital.

"Please make an appointment for more services. The QR code is here."

The young man knocked on the table covered with yellow silk cloth with the handle of his fan. On the corners were QR codes for VX, Little Green Book, and Bilibili, and next to them were payment codes for VX and ZFB.

It’s quite advanced.

"I'm really tired today. I'm going to take a break and close the stall to have lunch. If you have anything to do, please come back in the evening after the sun goes down. It's too hot. Don't get a heat stroke. Turn right and you'll find Snow King, Aunt Hu, Yi Mou Tang, Cha Wan Dao, and Le Cha. Buy a cup of warm tea to cool off. Don't drink it with ice to prevent imbalance!"

The master said so, and the customers who already believed in it nodded immediately.

"Okay, I'll come back in the afternoon when I'm not hot anymore!"

"Yes, yes, yes. This place is close to the sewer at night. Master, remember to spray some floral water, otherwise you will get bitten all over with bumps, which is terrible!"

"Master, let's go have lunch. Where are you going? Can I treat you to a bowl of fried noodles? There's a fried noodle shop up ahead that's really delicious."

"No, thank you, sister," the young man sighed, "You guys go first, I'll go there when I have time."

The people gathered in front of the stall reluctantly dispersed.

"Oh my god, I'm really going to die."

After everyone left, the fortune teller, who had been quite dignified, immediately lay down on the table, took a deep breath of fresh air, and murmured:
"I just awakened my Yin-Yang eyes and came to Longhu Mountain to earn a living by attracting customers. How did I suddenly become so popular? Although I am indeed handsome, powerful and awesome, what is this?"

This story started three days ago.

His name is Xia Huaidao.

His parents died early, and he lived with his grandfather since he was a child.

The family has been running a Feng Shui business for generations, and also owns a funeral shop.

But he had been exposed to the new era of positive, scientific and materialistic knowledge since he was a child. He only regarded the family inheritance as a commemoration of the dead by the living, and treated funerals as "major events in life". But as for ghosts and the like——

Stay away.

Until three days ago, the grandfather who raised him passed away. Before he died, he touched his head and said in a hoarse voice:

“Huai Dao, my family’s ancestral Yin-Yang Eyes are now passed down to you. Take this thing… Remember what grandpa once told you—speak for the dead and judge for the living.”

After saying this, the old man let go and walked away.

He was given a strange pendant and left with a funeral home that was about to go bankrupt, with a book of uncollected debts.

Damn, are there still people who owe debts to funeral homes these days?
Aren’t you afraid that I will blow up your ancestral grave, causing black smoke to billow from the graves of your descendants for generations to come?
Xia Huaidao cremated his grandfather quickly. Since he didn't have money to buy a cemetery, he simply scattered the body in the mountains. He could sleep with the green mountains as his pillow and fly freely with the wind after death, on a water cycle version of a global tour.

Then when he turned around and wanted to start a grand "live debt collection", he happened to see an enlarged hanged face.

His face was pale, his tongue was long, and he kissed her on the cheek. Xia Huai said: "..."

Damn it, you bastard!
Almost took his first kiss!

"Are you the heir of this generation of the Xia family? Is your grandfather Xia Shouren?" the hanged ghost asked.

Hey, old man! Could it be that there is a vengeful ghost right after he went down?

Xia Huaidao did not hesitate and said: "No! Xia Shouren is my enemy."

"..." The hanged ghost was speechless for a moment and said, "The trustworthy object is on your neck."

Xia Huaidao was stunned and looked at the heirloom given to him by the old man hanging around his neck.

The small stone, about the size of a thumb, was wrapped in red rope so that it was almost unrecognizable.

Overall, it looks no different from an ordinary lucky stone pendant.

"When I told you about it, your Yin-Yang eyes were opened. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to see me."

The hanged ghost said: "If you help me complete one thing, I can tell you something other than the Yin-Yang Eyes - for example, how to control a hundred ghosts."

"Yu Baigui..." Xia Huaidao frowned, "What can I do for you?"

"Help me catch a drug dealer who has escaped the net at the foot of Longhu Mountain. Don't let him have the chance to harm the people. Exorcise the ghost and kill him."

"Where to find the ghost?"

"Around him, the number of people harmed by these evil people is equal to the number of dead souls following them. This is called karma - you can see it with your Yin-Yang eyes and control it."

So Xia Huaidao found the person that the hanged ghost mentioned, and saw that he was covered in pale ghosts, so he drove the ghost to pull him into the middle of the road, and was hit by a truck.

After being rescued, he was also arrested by the police.

It turned out that the hanged man was an undercover agent who had served the country and the people during his lifetime and lurked in the drug camp. His wish had been fulfilled and he had been reincarnated.

The fortune teller who predicted a car accident for the drug lord also became famous.

……

"Tiredness always comes after overwork."

Xia Huaidao was venting his fatigue by himself. A shadow was cast over his head, as if there was another person standing there.

"excuse me, I……"

The young man wearing small round-framed black sunglasses glanced lazily and was suddenly startled.

The figure reflected in the pupils under the sunglasses was not the figure of a single person, but a phantom surrounded by an extremely heavy black aura, which almost tore apart Yan Ning's shadow.

But her body was surrounded by a layer of gold, which completely blocked the black shadow, and the evil spirit could not hurt her.

It was the first time he saw so many black figures.

This person is not easy to mess with.

Xia Huaidao took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of cat-like glass eyes, and smiled frivolously.

"My dear guest, what is your name and what can I do for you?"

"No need to bother, my surname is Yan."

Yan Ning lifted his foot and hooked over the mahogany chair on the side, crossed his legs casually, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and said with a dandy smile:

"I'll tell your fortune."

Xia Huaidao had a bad feeling: "You want to tell fortunes? What do you want to tell?"

Yan Ning laughed again, saying playfully:

"Even if I succeed in bringing someone back today."

(End of this chapter)